Marvel's Overlord

William was waiting for Coulson in the common room on the second floor of the plane. .biquge He was a little curious: What did Coulson want to give me, making it mysterious. Coulson asked Mei to return to her room after landing, picked up the two boxes that had been prepared and walked to the lounge. William looked at the two boxes Colson was holding and asked curiously, "What are these?" "Open it and take a look." William took the box, sat down on the sofa, and placed the box on the table. . He opened the long wooden box and took a look, then looked up at Colson. "Is this the knife? Was it given to me?" "That's right, it's just a collection in my hand. In your hands, it's just a collection." Only when you have it in hand can it bring out its maximum value." "Thank you!" "You're welcome, let's take a look at this again." Colson said, pointing to the remaining square box.

William opened the box and found a piece of clothing. William picked it up and unfolded it. Coulson promptly introduced, "Kevlar tight-fitting combat suit, three layers of Kevlar fabric, with certain bulletproof and fireproof effects." William looked at the clothes carefully and found that they were very similar to Deadpool's suit, except that the color was pure Black. And without the hood, it looks less perverted (fog). There are also various locks on the clothes, which are used to mount various weapons such as pistols, grenades, and daggers.

Coulson saw William fiddling with the locks and said, "You don't seem to use thermal weapons very much, and your marks in the shooting class at the academy are coughing, but you will definitely be useful. After all, sometimes long-range fire suppression is very difficult." It's necessary." William felt a little pained in his balls. His physical fitness was so strong that the recoil of most automatic weapons was almost nothing to him, but he just couldn't shoot accurately.

He didn't know why, but it reminded him of when he played a skydiving game in his previous life. His eyesight and hearing allowed him to always spot the enemy first, but his body-stroke marksmanship meant he was always the one to be knocked down first. William felt that he might have been cursed by some mysterious power, otherwise how could he explain that he had been so bad at marksmanship in his two lives. William couldn't help complaining about the system that had no role to play: "The Guapi system doesn't even have a super aiming deployed." The system said: "I won't bear the blame. I am a hegemonic system. I can't be considered a hero with long-range weapons. No. If there is something that cannot be solved by close combat in the past, just do it a few more times."

Leaving aside the daily paddling routine of the system, William has already begun to remove the locks. William thought that it would be enough to keep one to hold a pistol, and a few more to hang mines, smoke bombs, flash bombs and so on. Suppressive fire and all that, but once you can chop the chopper or practice the Arashi Kick, the hot weapons will be useless. As for why there is still a place left for a pistol? William said: If the shot is not accurate, it can be used to fire a warning shot. William had forgotten that when the tough Americans handle cases, they either don't draw their guns, or they just draw their guns and do it directly.

Coulson was a little desperate when he saw William starting to remove the locks: What kind of player is he bringing? Is he from the cold weapon era? William didn't see Coulson's expression and put on the combat uniform directly after taking it apart. After putting it on, William somewhat understood why so many superheroes like to wear tights. It is indeed convenient for movement. "And except for a few perverts, most of the people wearing tights are quite handsome." William thought as he looked at his reflection in tight-fitting combat uniforms on the glass wall. Coulson looked at William twisting against the glass wall and said tiredly, "Don't look at it, it's cool. Come on, help you put the knife on and take a look." After that, he picked up the knife gang on the table. William clasped it diagonally on his back. After buckling it up, William tried to pull out the sword and found that it was quite smooth. He became more and more satisfied with this combat uniform.

"Ah, by the way, there's this." As he spoke, Colson took out a half-mask from the box containing clothes. William was looking at the clothes before, but he didn't see a mask. Taking it and putting it on, William felt a bit like a mask. It just covers a larger area than a mask, almost covering your eyes. The shape is V-shaped that fits the contours of the face. It is very comfortable and breathable. While admiring his mysterious and handsome face wearing a mask, William suddenly felt a little strange, and asked through the mask, "Why do you need to wear a mask?"

Hearing William's question, Coulson explained, "Although your identity is no longer a secret in S.H.I.E.L.D., your combat power is indeed somewhat out of the human category. Didn't you say that you are not ready to become a superhero yet. So. You should still wear this in future missions." Coulson paused and continued, "And this mask also has a certain protective function. This is what I asked Fitz to do. It can filter harmful components in the air to a certain extent. If someone uses poisonous gas or anesthetic gas to deal with you, you can give him a surprise." William was a little touched in his heart: This is so thoughtful, he is indeed a good man.

Just then, Coulson's phone rang. Coulson answered the phone, "May, what's the matter?" The voice on the other end of the phone came from a man whose voice had been changed, "Phil Coulson, I've known you for a long time. Your Agent May also has a cute little girl. , Oh, let’s call her Skye, right? I have everything in my hands. If you don’t want anything to happen to them, just bring that William Jones.” An address was reported on the other end of the phone. "Oh, by the way, don't bring anyone else with you. Otherwise, it will be difficult for me to ensure that these two beautiful ladies will not miss anything." Colson tried to maintain a calm tone. "How do I know that Mei and Skye are really In your hand?" After saying that, he made a gesture to William.

Coulson turned on the speakerphone long after he realized that the voice on the other end of the phone was not May, and William also heard what the other party said. Although I was a little surprised why the other party asked me to go by name, but now that Mei's phone was in the other party's hands, there was a high probability that something had happened. Coulson also understood that the mobile phone was in the opponent's hand and that the person was most likely kidnapped. Asking this question at this time was just delaying time. William, who saw Colson's gesture, immediately understood and got up to find Fitz and ask him to track May's cell phone. Although the other party has reported their address, they still need to add a layer of insurance.

William went to find Fitz, and the conversation with Coulson continued. The person on the other end of the phone didn't say anything when he heard Colson's question. There was just a "Hi!" and the sound of tearing off the tape. After a while, Mei's voice came from the phone, "Colson, don't listen to him." Before he finished speaking, there was a muffled sound, and then the strange male voice spoke again, "She doesn't seem to be willing to cooperate." , I just gave her a small lesson, don't worry too much. How about it, do you believe it now?" Colson said with a somewhat anxious tone, "I'll bring William over right away, don't hurt them." On the phone The head's voice was slightly proud, "That's right, if you cooperate so well, they will have a relatively happy life here. Wait for you." After saying this, the other party hung up the phone.

At this time, William also returned to the lounge with Fitz's tracking results. "The place Fitz tracked is consistent with what the other party said. It was an abandoned factory in the suburbs of New York. What should we do?" Colson pondered. After a while, he said, "We still don't know what the other party's purpose is for asking you to go. Obviously they know your existence and should also know your combat effectiveness." Colson paused and then said, "How dare you go?" It shows that the other party has something to rely on. I can't let you take risks. I will notify the headquarters to send a team to rescue." William was speechless when he heard Coulson's words. "Then you are going to let May and Skye take risks? You didn't listen. Didn't the other party tell them not to take others with them?"

"I'm sure May will handle it."

"Then you don't believe me? Let me go, and I will bring them back safely! And by the way, I'll tear off that mysterious guy's head!"

"Although you are powerful in combat, you have no experience in dealing with these things."

"Experience is something that only comes from experience. If you never let me do it, I will never have experience. What's wrong with you? Why don't you want me to go?!" "You" Colson If he wanted to say something else, William interrupted directly, "I don't want to hear it! I'm ready to become a superhero, for the team! Trust me!"

Colson was so choked by William that he almost couldn't catch his breath. It took him a while before he said, "Okay, let's go! Bring them back safely!"