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"How can I let others know that I killed the person, but there is no evidence to identify me?"

"Poisoned?"

"No, the poisoning was too sudden. How could he not have some enemies after he has been an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. for so many years. If I want others to know that I did it, I have to leave evidence such as notes. It might work against me."

"Snipe!"

"Same, evidence will still be left. Those bastards from S.H.I.E.L.D. are not vegetarians. I just want them to guess it's me, not to give them evidence to accuse me."

"Yes!" Ye Fang slammed on the brakes with a vine, parked the car on the side of the highway, and said excitedly to Tom: "Hahaha, I can let him commit suicide in public, and then Let him write or say something against me before he dies... that's right!"

After speaking, Ye Fang stepped on the accelerator again, and drove the car fast on the expressway in the middle of the night.

"But Mr. Ye, it's not that I deliberately contradict you, but I think you should also know that experienced agents like Phil Coulson are very tenacious psychologically. If you go to commit suicide!"

"Of course, even at the most critical moment, they will choose to grit their teeth and persevere instead of committing suicide, because the training they have received is to grit their teeth and persevere, but you must know that human beings always have limits. When human psychological agents When a limit is reached, they break down and commit suicide, and I just need to put it on the brink of breaking the limit, talk to him, and kick him hard!"

Ye Fang answered Tom's question in a deceptive manner. He already had a complete plan in his mind, a plan that would make the experienced S.H.I.E.L.D. agents commit suicide in despair...

At 5:30 in the morning, Phil Coulson opened his eyes on time as usual, and began to wash himself to keep himself clean for the day, especially taking a cold shower, which he brought out from the army A good habit... This will also allow him to quickly regain consciousness from the nightmare.

"What's wrong with me……?"

But today, this good method that used to be a hundred things has no effect. The faces of those people who killed him intentionally or unintentionally still echo in his mind.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

It wasn't until there was a knock on the door that Phil Coulson woke up from the state of being haunted by nightmares.

"Dean Colson, are you there?"

"What's the matter, Atour?"

"Today there are 30 new students joining the academy. Teacher Yamati hopes that you can receive these new students."

"...Okay...please let them wait for me, I'll be there in a while."

He slapped himself hard twice, so that his brain would temporarily clear up for a while, Phil Coulson began to put on his clothes, and thought about what he should say when he was going to receive those new students later words...

"It seems that the "dream" is working, but it seems that the dose is not enough, and it hasn't completely lost him. If I knew it, I would have given him an extra milliliter!"

Looking through the window at the amiable Phil Coulson who was shaking hands and hugging every newly admitted mutant with a smile on his face, Ye Fang was really helpless.

He really underestimated this guy's ability to endure, and he was able to force himself to get rid of the entanglement of nightmares. If it was placed on Elm Street, Freddy, a ghost who relies on fear to become stronger, would be stronger in Phil Cole. In front of Sen is probably a younger brother!

"Tom, do you see that coffee cup on the table over there? It's enough to open a space crack a little bit above it, and we're giving this respected Dean Coulson a little extra! "

"OK."

Tom squinted for a moment, then began to rub his paws, opening a very, very small dimensional slit right above the coffee mug.

Ye Fang opened the space rift for a moment, threw a drop of purple solution into it, and then Tom quickly closed the space rift... All this happened within three seconds, and three seconds is very short. Plus no one was looking at the coffee mug, so no one noticed it was happening!

The purple solution and the brown coffee mixed together in an instant, and the rich aroma of coffee slowly emerged from the cup and began to spread in the room.

After receiving a mutant student, Phil Coulson loosened his tie tiredly, turned around and took a sip of coffee, then put on a smile again and pressed the pager on the desktop, Suddenly, there were footsteps outside the room again.

Only by knowing and understanding each mutant can we better command them in possible battles in the future!

"Dong Dong Dong~"

"Please come in!"

Coulson's secretary, Atour, walked in with a boy who was very familiar to Phil Coulson. Although he was very familiar with the boy's appearance, he couldn't remember who he was for a while, but Those who could be brought in by his secretary should all be mutants who came to learn from the students. He first extended his right hand.

"Dean Phil Coulson, this is Milos Stamenkovich, a Russian... also the 15th human being you killed, and the first innocent human being you killed!"

"What did you say?"

Listening to the introduction from the secretary, Phil Coulson was stunned for a moment, and the palm he held with the boy just now froze. He suddenly thought of a face in his mind, a face very similar to the boy. The face of ... a boy who was accidentally killed in the process of chasing and killing terrorists, a 16-year-old Russian boy, was also the face that often appeared in his nightmares last night.

"Okay, Agent Phil Coulson, I say this is Milos Stamenkovich, the first innocent child you killed, he was walking to school that day, and the two of us You are chasing me, I shot back and counterattacked, all the bullets hit your glass, blocking your sight, and then you went crazy towards the rear window of my car Shoot, but it’s a pity that your marksmanship is not as good as mine, and it can even be said to be astonishingly bad. A pistol has 13 bullets, only 3 of which hit my car, and the other 10 were vented to passers-by on the street body, including this boy and his mother, his mother was lucky to have a lung pierced by you, and finally survived, but this boy was not so lucky, his kidney was damaged by you , I died when I was sent to the hospital... Although you finally managed to knock me off the cliff and merge with the sea, you were very proud at that time... But you found out afterwards that I didn't do any work at all. Terrorist activities, I just have an idea, I haven't had time to implement it..."