Open the vest in the comic world

[Mood value from Frank Castor +130]

[Mood value from Phil Coulson +50]

[Mood value from Nick Fury +30]

【From.】

Jiang Xiang noticed a sudden and continuous increase in the emotional value in the restaurant.

What's happening here?
"The only ones who are active outside now are Dad and Kidd." Jiang Xiang held his chin and thought to himself.

Because of playing tricks on the New York police, the emotional value obtained by Kaito Kidd has been greatly reduced at this stage.

The main thing is to rely on my father.

Whoring hundreds of emotional points for nothing.

"What did Dad do? It caused such a big mood swing?" Jiang Xiang gulped down the food of this restaurant.

Don't think about it, just go back and ask.

Jiang Xiang looked at the corpse after his father had dispelled the evil spirits, his complexion was a little ugly, and he felt vaguely uncomfortable, but soon, he closed his eyes and forcibly suppressed the discomfort in his heart.

This was the first time that Jiang Xiang saw such a miserable corpse at close range. The last time he became A Xing, he just had soy sauce next to his father, and he never saw any bloody scenes at all.

Frank stood behind the old man like a welcome guest, holding a plate of messy materials.

"Sir, are we done?" Frank asked when he saw that his father had no further action.

"Of course not. What do you think expelling evil spirits is? Do children play house?" The old man retorted angrily.

Frank doesn't know how to express his inner sloth, goat saliva?Goatee?Lizard docked?
How does it feel like a child playing house?
"One more thing, the goatee isn't enough."

Frank recalls where the goatee was placed, "I'll add it when I get back."

"One more thing, Dad needs hot tea."

Jiang Xiang just left the bloody scene while his father was communicating with Frank.

Guess Dad needs some tea.

"Here comes the hot tea! What a beautiful thing to drink tea, uncle, Frank, come and drink tea."

Jiang Xiang handed over two cups of tea, one for Dad and one for Frank.

Anyway, Jiang Xiang is not interested in eating or drinking for the time being.

"Thank you." Frank thanked politely.

"You're welcome."

"Uncle, there's a half-bald police officer outside who says he's looking for you!"

"Oh, trouble again. Let him come up."

"it is good."

Jiang Xiang left the scene of the evil spirit case again and opened the gate of this courtyard.

It's time to face the novice village chief Coulson again.

"Please, officer."

Coulson politely thanked Jiang Xiang: "I don't know, are you?".

Jiang Xiang looked behind Coulson, "Jiang Xiang, you can also call me John, John Wilson."

Coulson nodded knowingly.

Jiang Xiang didn't think that Coulson would not know him.

Since the first time Jiang Xiang appeared next to his father, he must have been investigated all over.

house door.

Coulson asked bluntly: "Mr. Jiang, you and Mr. Cheng?"

"My uncle."

Coulson noticed him as early as two days ago, when his father took Jiang Xiang to start the exorcism.

After investigation.

Coulson discovered that Jiang Xiang was an orphan. His parents passed away early, and his grandfather raised him. He returned to the ancient eastern country to complete his basic studies, and returned to New York to complete his university education.

The doubts about Prime Minister Jiang mainly come from his relationship with his father. There is no contact with his father in the file. They didn't get in touch until about a year ago.

Coulson said casually: "Your uncle and nephew have a good relationship."

Jiang Xiang glanced at him and nodded: "."

Talk to this kind of agent, or stop talking nonsense.

Arrived!

"Mr. Frank, long time no see."

Dad is doing the final work of the aftermath.

Wearing a suit, wearing sunglasses, with a serious face and a pile of miscellaneous items, Frank stood at the door like a receptionist.

Seeing Coulson approaching, he took off his sunglasses symbolically and said hello.

"Mr. is inside, if you have anything to tell me."

Frank, who had seen magic, was obviously much calmer.

But Coulson was well aware of Frank's weakness.

Wife and children!

The circumstances of the assassination that day were full of strangeness.

Obviously to kill Frank's mouth.

One has two.

Coulson did not believe that Frank, a seasoned veteran, would let the danger go.

Even if he doesn't care about it himself, his wife and children will always worry about it.

If you have difficulties, you need help. If you have help, you will have friendship. If you have friendship, you will have friendship.
This analysis quickly flashed through Coulson's mind, and his hand movements were not slow, and he handed out a document written in traditional Chinese characters.

"This is the latest situation of the evil spirits. They seem to have changed. Is it convenient to go in?"

Frank handed the information to Dad.

"Please come in."

Under the signal of his father, Frank invited Coulson into the room where the exorcism was taking place.

Jiang Xiang followed closely behind.

Frank guided Coulson to take a seat at this house, and then, like Jiang Xiang, guarded behind his father like the second general humming.

Overwhelm the opponent in momentum!
Coulson thought about the exorcism ceremony two days ago, and found that the situation here seems to be a little different today. Suppressing these doubts, he did not exchange too many pleasantries, and went directly to the topic: "Mr. Cheng, we have monitored the remaining households and found that the evil spirits seem to have changed. They are becoming more and more human-like, and their ability to bewitch is getting stronger."

Of course, the so-called households are the 'people' from S.H.I.E.L.D.

Under the pretext of cooperation, S.H.I.E.L.D. hoped that Dad would hand over a few grinding jars to them for safekeeping.

Dad naturally doesn't care about these things, or in other words, in Dad's traditional cognition, it is the right thing to hand over to the official and let the official handle it.

Besides, the drain pot will quickly drain most of the evil spirit's power, so it won't cause any major problems.

But how did I encounter SHIELD who doesn't talk about martial arts.

As soon as I got the sealed jar, I opened it.

Dad sensed it, but still didn't take it seriously.

With such a bunch of foreign countries, can there be no extraordinary power?

It must be opened by other extraordinary forces. It is necessary to find out what the specific evil spirit is, observe the habits of the evil spirit, and so on.

As a result, S.H.I.E.L.D. was such a top-notch, and directly tried to study evil spirits without resorting to other supernatural beings.

After all, evil spirits like Yin Sheng'er did not show strong indiscriminate killing, but only confused and transformed, and then killed the bewitched people.

Isn't this a good research object?
So, if nothing unexpected happened, there was still an accident.

Dad said, don't hide it, tell me what's going on.

Coulson became dull for a while, and organized his words.