Hong Fei, a redditor in American comics

If Matt hadn't been wearing sunglasses and couldn't cover his dark eyes, then everyone might really believe Hong Fei's so-called "private chat."

Matt sat down and signed the agreement directly, then lowered his head and said nothing.

Hong Fei walked in leisurely, slapping his hands alternately as if cleaning away dust.

Coulson sat in the corner and watched the overall situation. Sensing the slightly awkward atmosphere, he couldn't help but cast his eyes on Hill.

Hill pursed his lips and shook his head slightly.

At this time, anything you say will make everyone feel particularly embarrassed, and staying silent is the best way to deal with it.

But Master Hong doesn’t think so.

After entering, he turned around and closed the door.

Looking back, the smile on his face had almost disappeared.

After glancing at Hill who was standing next to him, Hill immediately found a place to sit down with understanding.

Hong Fei paced slowly in front of the long table, looking like he was thinking about something.

Except for Steve, no one else dared to breathe.

"If it weren't for Steve, I really wouldn't want to come."

Matt lowered his head and silently grasped the blind stick, thinking: Then don't come!

"I can see that you all have unique skills. But you don't look like a team. What do you say? Let me think about it...ah, yes, the sky is full of stars when they are scattered, but when they are gathered together...then It’s just a piece of shit.”

puff.

Colson quickly lowered his head and covered his mouth.

Hill rolled his eyes and lowered the corners of his mouth with difficulty.

"Is it funny?"

Coulson shook his head.

"look up."

Coulson looked up obediently.

Hong Fei pointed to the wall: "Stand over."

Coulson did as he was told.

"Facing the wall."

Coulson turned.

"Smile, if you stop midway, then I will throw you down." Hong Fei smiled.

There are more than 30 floors here.

Colson gritted his teeth and began to laugh softly at the white wall.

Hong Fei withdrew his gaze and continued: "Although Steve believes in me, I still have to tell you frankly that I am actually not good at building a team."

Steve shook his head helplessly.

The rest of the people had different expressions on their faces.

"But there is a saying in my motherland, which is 'whatever comes, take care of it'. I will live and work with you for the next three months. During this period, I really don't want to see something I don't want to see." , including but not limited to their respective small groups, lack of understanding and distrust of each other, especially not keeping my words in mind.

Everyone here, we have basically met many times, and I believe that the exchanges between us in the past must have left a deep impression on you. I don’t care if you are out of fear, respect, or even if you are just ignorant. Follow blindly.Anyway, you just need to remember one thing! "

Hong Fei raised his index finger: "Obey! Do you understand?"

In silence, Steve stood up suddenly: "Understood!"

Hong Fei glanced at him: "Deaf?"

Swish!

The chairs made a noise as they rubbed against the ground. A group of people stood up straight and said in unison: "Understood!"

Hong Fei looked at Hill who also stood up and smiled: "Director, you can sit down."

Hill's lips tightened and his eyes were firm: You didn't tell me earlier!

"Do you have any tasks recently?"

Hill shook his head: "Not yet."

"So what does everyone usually do?"

"train."

"specific?"

"S.H.I.E.L.D. provides different training regimens and venues for each of their fighting styles."

"Is there a battle?"

Hill frowned: "No."

"That's so boring. Let's start from tomorrow and alternate battles."

"This……"

"Say something."

After careful consideration, Hill said: "Their conditions are not suitable for fighting against each other."

Hong Fei raised the corner of his mouth: "You want to say that their strength is uneven, so they are not suitable for sparring. Because if you are not careful, Banner will transform into the Hulk and hammer his opponent into a pulp, or Steve will lose Use your shield and just chop off some loser’s head?”

Hong Fei swore that Hill couldn't help but laugh at the strength of what he just said.It's just that this woman is very good at controlling her expression, so that smile only disappears in an instant.

She continued to maintain her cold face and said: "I didn't mean it, but they are really not suitable for sparring."

"You look down on them?" Hong Fei asked immediately.

Hill frowned: "I didn't."

Hong Fei turned around: "Then practice. As long as you can't die, practice to death. You all signed, and starting from today, you all have money, and you have no worries. From the moment you sign, Starting from one second, the value of your life is completely reflected in your performance as an Avenger. If you perform well, your future, whether it is your dreams or money, will definitely exceed your imagination. But if there is waste, garbage, and moths left Here, I promise that even if I leave the Avengers, I will definitely make you spit out everything you eat, cleanly and completely."

A group of people just lowered their heads and said nothing.

Hong Fei shook his head again.

"Look at you, you look like a group of ostriches. You are the Avengers, the superheroes who fought off the alien invaders. You are not a group of new recruits or rookies. Look up!"

A group of people looked up obediently.

"From now on, as long as I am an Avenger, don't let me see you cowering again. No matter if you are standing in front of an enemy you can't defeat or some fucking president, give it to me. Lift your heads, look directly at him or even look down at him, but never look up at him! If so, get out. Now I am also an Avenger, and I cannot afford to lose that person."

With a click, the door opened.

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Hong Fei turned around.

Rumlow fell silent for a moment.

"speak."

Rumlow's eyes twitched and his voice lowered: "Mr. Pierce wants to invite the Avengers to a meeting."

Hong Fei narrowed his eyes: "Meeting? Is he very free?"

"No, he is looking for the Avengers..."

"I am."

Rumlow looked at Hill helplessly.

Hill nodded: "He is, three months."

Rumlow understood, he had seen Yelena here before.

Hong Fei asked again at this time: "What is he going to say?"

"Mr. Pierce would like to invite the Avengers to come along to the press conference."

"Don't go."

"Okay, I'll answer it." Seeing that no one raised any objections, Rumlow said quickly, closed the door and left.

The moment he saw Rumlow, Hong Fei suddenly thought of something.

He glanced at Steve without trace, then glanced out the window and said with a smile: "It's still early now, everyone is free to move around. Come to my manor at eight o'clock in the evening. I have prepared a large-scale entertainment program for you."

It wasn't until Hong Fei turned around and left that everyone let out a long breath.

Banner turned his head and whispered to Steve: "He is very fierce."

Steve also responded in a low voice: "Fake, he is actually very easy to get along with, especially every time he laughs, I feel particularly friendly."

Banner scratched his head.

Steve continued to emphasize: "It's true!"

Rhodes walked aside and started talking on the phone, probably reporting the situation to his good friend Tony Stark.

Barton walked towards Hill, and the two communicated quietly.

Matt seems to still be angry with Luke.

Seeing that he was alone, Sam walked towards Steve silently.

After a while, everyone dispersed, and there was only low laughter in the conference room, mixed with a little crying from time to time.

Hill and Steve walked side by side, and she said, "Are you sure he can make the Avengers better?"

"I'm not sure, but I believe he can definitely make the Avengers feel more like a team."

Hill was still worried: "I understand what you are thinking. In fact, I am also very anxious, but judging from his performance just now, he is more like..." Hill hesitated, seeming to be in a dilemma.

"Dictator?" Steve asked, "You want to say he looks like a dictator?"

Hill nodded.

It’s not a good word, and it’s definitely very incorrect in the current political climate of the land.

Steve lowered his voice and said: "I know. In fact, he has always been like this, including when he was over there. I saw it."

When Hill heard this, he looked at him in shock.

Steve smiled brightly and said: "But there is something different about him. When he was there, he never called everyone together to reprimand him like today, let alone mentioned one thing repeatedly. Sometimes he even With one look, his team members knew what to do.”

"Then today?"

"Compared with his people, we do lack a lot." Steve turned to look at the backs of the other Avengers, "You see, there was almost no communication when they dispersed, which probably means that they had little communication in private. Not coming together.”

“We tried, we used to have parties.”

"Yeah, but that's the result. On the surface, everyone is polite, but in reality?"

Hill shook his head helplessly. These people were Avengers. Hong Fei was right. They all had special skills and they were not new recruits to the military camp. Many routines were not suitable for them. What they were most worried about was the situation where things would turn against them.

Steve added: "They need pressure. At this moment, there must be a strong person to bring them together. Otherwise, the longer time goes by, the more difficult it will be."

"I know what you mean, but won't there be any accidents?"

"definitely will."

"That?"

"Don't worry, they are no match for Hong even if they are tied together."

Hill shook his head: "I know what kind of person the Dragon King is. But what I mean is, they might be beaten to death."

Steve suddenly smiled: "This is my most important task next."

After hearing this, Hill was finally relieved.She is very smart, and of course she understands the reason why Steve asked Hong Fei to be exchanged. At the same time, she also agrees with this proposal, because serious illness requires strong medicine, so she took the initiative to cooperate with Hong Fei just now.The only thing she was worried about was that Hong Fei would beat someone to death. This was a no-brainer. Just think about the two gunshot wounds on Fury's thigh and you'd understand. The director of S.H.I.E.L.D. is someone who dares to beat and kill, but you are an Avenger. What kind of?

With Steve as the mediator, Hill would feel more at ease.

After the two separated, Hill quickly ordered the Avengers logistics support team to be ready to treat the critically injured.

The acting director was also worried.

It's exactly eight o'clock in the evening.

Hong Fei walked out of the house while chewing ice cream, and saw a row of people standing straight at the door.

Led by Steve, everyone put on their own combat uniforms, raised their heads, raised their chests and retracted their abdomens, their postures were very...well, well, actually not everyone was ready.

At the very end of the entire line, our dear lawyer, Mr. Matt Murdock, was wearing a suit, shiny reflective leather shoes, and his hair was combed like an adult.

Hong Fei held the ice cream in his hand and walked slowly to Matt with a smile on his face.

He straightened Matt's tie thoughtfully, then patted his chest and said, "What a handsome young man, are you planning to attend a banquet or are you going on a blind date?"

Immediately, Matt blushed with embarrassment, and a group of people in the team wanted to laugh but did not dare.

When Coulson was discovered, he was already lying on the ground and passed out, but he still had a weird smile on his face.That scene has been deeply imprinted in their minds.

"Get in the car. Look at how fancy you are. I almost thought I had entered a comic show."

The group quickly boarded the car and finally arrived at the foot of a deserted mountain.

After getting off the bus, they all looked puzzled.

Forced by Hong Fei's eyes, Matt stepped forward with difficulty, then raised his head and shouted loudly to the deserted forest as if he was dying heroically:

"The Avengers are doing their job, all the idlers should get out of here!"