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Phil Coulson got into the car directly and sat in the driver's seat, Wesley sat in the co-pilot, and then began to adjust the gun in his hand.This is a sniper rifle, the first stun gun designed by Leo Fitz. Wesley likes this gun very much, especially in the current situation of S.H.I.E.L.D., there is nothing more suitable than this gun.

"Phil, this stun gun is very suitable for us to use now, especially in the interior. It is best to use it when the enemy is unknown. We should support Fitz to continue research, especially the pistol." Wesley adjusted. Said.

"That's right, I really should support him. I'll submit it to the director when he studies it. It can be used as one of the common equipment of S.H.I.E.L.D. Will you shoot directly in a while?" Phil Coulson drove the car and ran fast.

"No, I need to fight with him to see how strong he is. If he loses control of his emotions, I will shoot again." After adjusting the gun, Wesley directly entered the space in his body.

"I heard that you got the space gem, but I didn't expect it to be so convenient. I think we should give you some equipment to carry, so that we can relax a lot."

At the flight base, Fitz sat down after Wesley left, "It scared me to death, he put so much pressure on me!"

Simmons tilted his head and thought for a while, "I don't feel any pressure? Are you timid?"

"He's not looking at you. Of course you don't have any pressure. I feel like I'm facing a mountain. He's a 'jazz', more powerful than a 'knight', a member of the Avengers, have you seen him in New York?" The performance in the battle? Especially when I went straight to the space channel at the end, I couldn't breathe while watching the live broadcast." Fitz had an expression of admiration on his face, and Simmons finally understood why this guy was nervous.

The two of Wesley drove to the factory. To be honest, Wesley welcomed the smashed here with his hands up. If the workers were injured, they would be fired. What's the reason?It is estimated that there are problems with the contract signed at the beginning. Such a boss can indeed make a fortune, but it goes without saying about his character.

The two were waiting at the door. Michael Peterson neither had a car nor knew how to take a taxi, so he could only come here by bus, so they were one step ahead.

"Where will we do it later?" Phil Coulson asked.

"Let's go inside. After a while, you go to their monitoring room and turn off all monitoring."

"Okay." After finishing speaking, Phil Coulson got out of the car and walked into the factory.

Wesley also got out of the car, leaned against the car and lit a cigarette and smoked, waiting boredly for the other party to arrive.

Michael Peterson is desperate now. He was fired after he was injured, his wife left, and the house probably cannot be kept. He is in desperate need of a job now, and the person who helped him recover did not allow him to expose his strength. Then how can he live? Woolen cloth?He came to the gate of the factory again, hoping that the supervisor would allow him to continue working. As long as he has a job, everything will be fine.

Wesley threw away the cigarette butt, kept a distance, followed in step by step, and showed his ID at the doorman without explaining the reason.The two walked in one after the other. Michael Peterson quickly found the supervisor and begged there vigorously, but it didn't work at all. His anger instantly occupied his mind, and he pushed the heavy box next to him. It's pushed far away in one go.

"Well, the power is really great. I don't even have such power now." Wesley hid aside and weighed it, then walked out. "Michael Peterson." Wesley called the other person's name loudly, attracting his attention.

The other party looked over and stared at Wesley suspiciously. Wesley was wearing a black suit and walked over steadily, "Who are you?"

Wesley directly took out his certificate, "Strategic Homeland Defense Offensive and Logistical Support Agency, I have something to talk to you about."

Michael Peterson frowned, "I haven't heard of it, the things here have nothing to do with you, you'd better stay away."

"Sorry, the matter here has a lot to do with us, I hope you can take a walk with us." Wesley walked in front of the other party without a moment's pause.

Seeing Wesley standing in front of him in a big way, and about to take him away, Michael Peterson, who has lost his mind, directly pushed Wesley's chest with one hand. This guy obviously doesn't know how to fight.

Wesley had been prepared for a long time, knowing that he was not his opponent in his normal state, his heart was beating fast, and the opponent's movements were very slow in his eyes.Wesley has now summed up some experience. It is difficult to enhance the speed in general enhancement. He doesn't understand this very well. Shouldn't the enhancement of the human body be comprehensive?Why are there generally only two types of physical strength and strength?

"Pa" grabbing the opponent's wrist and twisting it hard, Wesley didn't even twist it, but it also restricted the opponent's movement, and the two immediately started wrestling on the spot.If Wesley didn't use his own ability, he really couldn't compare to the opponent, but now he turned out to be on par, but this was just strength.

After a little probing, Wesley didn't hesitate anymore, and kicked out directly, hitting the opponent's stomach with a solid "bang", and the dull and powerful sound echoed in the empty factory building.The factory supervisor ran away long ago, while many workers were watching.

Michael Peterson was kicked several meters away, but he didn't fall down. Angrily, he stared at Wesley, then looked left and right, pulled a metal can from behind a forklift, and then accelerated towards Wesley profit.

Such a huge force scared all the workers. They all backed up a lot. Wesley stared at each other. When the metal can fell down, Wesley dodged sideways, then moved forward, waving with one arm, A punch hit the opponent's face.

The "bang" punch was so heavy that it sounded like a muffled drum when it hit the face. Wesley didn't stop attacking. He used his speed advantage to launch a series of attacks. The opponent can only hug his head.

"Ah..." The series of attacks made Michael Peterson extremely crazy. He yelled and rushed towards Wesley, completely ignoring his defense. Wesley didn't expect him to be like this. The distance between the two was too close. Wesley was hugged directly, and his body seemed to be clamped by iron pliers.Fortunately, his speed was fast enough, and he didn't let the opponent's hands close behind his back. He propped up his arms ahead of time, and the two began to wrestle again.

"You'd better come with me. You are very unstable now and may explode at any time. Only we can save you." The two faced each other, and although Wesley was a little disgusted, he still said.

"No, I should be a hero. They took everything from me. Now I have the ability to take back everything that belongs to me."