As soon as the picture in front of Jason turned, his body suddenly lightened and his mind suddenly whirled.
When he calms his mind and takes a closer look.
The three have appeared in an unknown airspace, with a choppy river at their feet.
"Boom!"
With a loud noise, a huge fireball rose in the dense forest not far away.
Saved!
Jason breathed a sigh of relief, his whole body softened, and only his heart was still beating violently.
These thoughts flashed in the blink of an eye. The next second, the three accelerated to fall to the river under their feet.
"Ah!!!"
Harry was fascinated by the strong wind, and the severe sense of weightlessness made her fear and panic.
Jason quickly comforted loudly, "don''t be afraid! I''ll fly you! "
With that, Jason''s energy gushed out, gathered at his feet and spewed out as wind energy.
The falling force stopped immediately, and Jason took the three people and began to fly up.
But Harry closed her eyes and subconsciously used her super powers because she was too afraid.
The picture in front of Jason turned again, and it was a whirling feeling.
He didn''t react yet. He just felt as if his head had hit something. The sound of stone cracking came to my ears.
When his eyes recovered, Jason found that he was in the living room of a family, and the three of them were having dinner.
The three opened their mouths, stopped chewing and looked at the scene in surprise.
They ate well. Suddenly, the floor was broken by a hard object. A man pulled a man and a woman out of the floor.
I''m afraid they''ll never forget this scene in their life.
"Good evening, everyone!" Jason said hello awkwardly and squeezed Haley''s little hand.
Standing on the living room floor, Haley finally returned to normal.
She thought and blinked away again.
This time, she did not produce any moths, but blinked into the woods not far away.
Jason let go and floated into the air again, overlooking the huge flame.
In the dark night sky, two long white smoke are very eye-catching. It is the trace of the missile cutting the sky.
Jason held his breath and could vaguely see a helicopter flying there.
S.h.i.e.l.d!
Jason''s eyes were sharp and his fist clenched.
If it hadn''t been for David''s warning in advance, if it hadn''t been for Haley''s coincidence, she chose the instant movement superpower.
Tonight, the three of them must be buried here.
Jason was furious at the thought.
chill! chill!
He took several deep breaths to calm his resentment.
Emotionally speaking, he wanted to fly over now and kill all the dogs and sundries of the s.h.i.e.l.d.
But reason told her that it was very foolish to conflict with the s.h.i.e.l.d.
The s.h.i.e.l.d. is well prepared.
These two missiles are probably just plan a of s.h.i.e.l.d.
If the missile doesn''t kill him, or something happens, s.h.i.e.l.d. must have remedial plan B and plan C.
Moreover, the s.h.i.e.l.d. knows that he has the super ability to absorb energy. If they dare to do it tonight, they must have found a method or weapon to crack the super ability. At this time, it''s just a gift to rush forward.
Jason thought for a long time before his resentment slowly dissipated.
He slowly landed on the ground with a gloomy face and asked Harry to take them home.
The Revenge of tonight will be avenged tomorrow!
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New York DEA headquarters.
Near ten o''clock, Stan still sat in the office and worked hard.
Now that he has decided to leave, he must do some follow-up work well before leaving to pave the way for his cronies.
For one thing, his confidants have had feelings with him for so many years.
We can''t take them with us, at least let them have no worries about food and clothing in the future.
Second, his cronies hold the power of the anti drug Bureau, which is also beneficial and harmless to the clown organization.
Based on the above two points, Stan, who used to punch in and out on time every day, rarely began to take the initiative to work overtime.
Of course, this change is not surprising in the eyes of others.
Getting the medal of honor represents a magnanimous career in the future. Unless Stan wants to continue to eat and die, people who are a little smarter and more progressive will seize this opportunity and climb up desperately.
Dong Dong!
There was a knock outside the door. Stan said without lifting his head, "come in!"
"Squeak ~"
The confidant pushed the door in, walked to Stan and whispered, "there are two people looking for you outside, saying they are from the land strategic defense attack and logistics support Bureau, with a special team behind them."
Stan stopped his pen and frowned slightly.
Why is s.h.i.e.l.d. looking for me so late?
If it''s about taking office, why not come during working hours?
After thinking for a while, he had no clue. He simply put away the documents, straightened his waist and said, "please come in."
The confidant nodded and walked out quickly.
Before long, Nick Frey and Colson walked into the office.
Stan looked at them expressionless, but muttered in his heart.
The bald middle-aged white man named Coulson met him once. It was Coulson who personally offered stanfa an offer.
But who is the black stewed egg around Colson?
Colson opened his confidants and closed the door. There were only three people left in the big office.
"This is Norman Stanfield, director of the narcotics bureau." Colson stepped forward and introduced, "and this one beside me is Mr. Nick Frey, director of the Bureau of homeland strategic defense attack and logistics support."
Stan smiled and walked forward to shake hands with them.
When the three sat on the sofa, Stan asked, "is there something urgent for Mr. director to come to me so late?"
Nick Frey had a black face and stared at Stan with one eye.
"I can''t believe that the first non active serviceman who won the medal of honor in American history is a corrupt drug addict behind his back."
Hearing the speech, the expression on Stan''s face became very surprised.
But if you measure his pulse at the moment, you will find that his heartbeat is not in the slightest disorder.
Jason praised the s.h.i.e.l.e.l.d., and Stan was naturally prepared.
If you want to check his black material in such an arrogant department, it must be easy.
Stan said seriously, "are you kidding? I''m the director of the narcotics bureau! How can you do such a thing! "
Nick Frey didn''t speak, just opened his windbreaker pocket, took out some photos from it and threw them on the tea table.
Stan picked up the photo and glanced at it.
There are several photos of him taking photos while he is stealing the materials seized by the narcotics bureau and reselling them to foreign gangs.
Stan turned black, tore the picture into pieces on the spot and said, "it seems that you''re not here to talk about business. Sorry, I''ll ask you to leave."
Nick Frey leaned on the sofa and sneered, "I have a backup of the photos. I advise you to explain these things before the Justice Department sues you."
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