Chapter 76

Why do they need the help of our team for the mission of the avengers? You can't let them do this, boss.

I heard that I was asked to help the people of the Women's Federation perform tasks.

Ward felt a little upset, his face changed a little, he opened his mouth and said, "Small, boss, I just happen to have nothing to do right now."

After speaking, he smiled.

Hawkeye heard Ward's answer, thinking that he had perfectly completed Natasha's commission, and felt a little happy.

Sure enough, nothing can trouble the Avenger Hawkeye agent.

Hawkeye thought narcissistically in his heart.

Walked over quickly, reached out and shook Ward's hand:

"Thanks, Agent Grant, you're a good guy too."

You're a bad guy, I hate you, all of you Avengers, Ward swears.

But there was a smile on his face, and he nodded: "You're welcome." Then he said,

"But I need detailed information about the mission. Clinton, you already have it."

Hawkeye replied:

"Of course, in fact, this matter is not troublesome, it just takes a little time."

After finishing speaking, he took out a "document" folded into a small cube from his inner pocket and handed it to Ward.

Ward took the document that was folded into a square shape, endured the desire to complain in his heart, opened it with his hands, and took out a document from the document bag.

Looking carefully at the information above, the information does not contain the detailed information that Ward was thinking of. After reading it, the summary is:

In Hell's Kitchen No. 12 Street Fewell 136, there is a 40-year-old bearded uncle, the target is him.

He is a superhuman, but his ability level is very low, and he is not dangerous.

Watching Grant Ward read the information, Mr. Hawkeye said again:

"Yes, as you can see, although there is no specific name of the target, but there is his address, and his appearance is very recognizable."

"Thank you again for your help, Agent Grant, you are indeed a good man."

I know I'm a nice guy, asshole, but you don't have to keep repeating this.

Resisting the urge to spit, Ward nodded and thanked Hawkeye for the compliment.

"Well, this task is quite urgent, so I may need to trouble you to complete it tomorrow. I have no doubts about your ability Ward."

After speaking, Hawkeye winked at Grant Ward.

Ward nodded helplessly again to express his understanding.

"Then I'll leave first, everyone, I think I should be busy with this very important matter in my hands."

Hawkeye looked at the three of them, showing a perfect smile.

Coulson, who understood that the very important thing in his hand that Hawkeye said was actually dating a girl, said with a smile, "Have a good day, Clinton."

The beautiful woman Skeeter with healthy wheat-colored skin raised her right hand and shook it, and shouted with a smile:

"Mr. Hawkeye, you must not forget what you promised me."

Hawkeye, who was about to leave, was emphasized by her, stopped the steps he had just taken, waved his hand back quickly, and walked out of Coulson's office door quickly.

"Snapped."

With the sound of closing the door, Coulson shook his head with a smile, then looked at the two people in the room:

"I emphasize, Ward, remember to bring Skye with you for this mission. After training for so long, does actual combat help her grow faster? What do you think, Miss Skye?"

"I'm looking forward to it, Coulson. I will assist Ward in bringing the mission target back to S.H.I.E.L.D. You can rest assured of that."

Skye squeezed the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, indicating that he was ready.

"Yes, boss." Agent Grant Ward nodded grimly.

"Well, okay, then you guys go get ready." After speaking, Coulson bowed his head and continued to do his own thing.

After that, Grant Ward and Skye walked out of Coulson's office.

Just prepare the things needed for the mission, such as a handy weapon.

New York Hell's Kitchen,

A day has passed since Alan sent a message to Natasha.

After breaking through the last layer of relationship with my dear Wanda, the two of them spent a whole day at home. By the way, Alan didn't hesitate at all, saying that I can bear another day.

When the time came in the morning, after kissing Wanda on the cheek to say goodbye to her.

Allen walked out of the house. Of course, at this time, he had already used the illusion function of the phantom armor.

From a young handsome man in his 20s, he turned into an uncle who looked 50 or [-] years old.

"Fewell 136." Allen turned on the navigation on his phone and drove over.

As for why you want to go to this place, Allen found it by himself?
Of course not. As the captain of the Extraordinary Alliance, Allen felt that he should always pay attention to his dignity. Of course, this kind of small matter should be handled by his deputy captain Matt.

In fact, it also proved that my choice was not wrong, and it didn't take long to explain my needs to Matt.

Matt found this suitable place to "commit crimes",

No.12 Street is not a major traffic location, but because one side faces the river.

So compared to houses in other places in Hell's Kitchen, it is much more expensive here.

It also led to the fact that most of the people living nearby are middle class and some small rich.

136 Fairwell, formerly the residence of an Irish mafia boss in Hell's Kitchen, has become a house that no one lives in, according to Matt.

The reason is that after the death of Jin Bin, the scrap iron bullseye, who thought he had an Adamantium alloy skeleton, thought he was very powerful and wanted to be the boss.

His actions naturally aroused the anger of many people, and they all expressed that they wanted Bullseye to look good.

But most of the mafia are just talking loudly, and have no actual actions.

But the owner of our house at No. 136 Fewell is a stunned young man, and he did what he said.

As a result, it was obvious that he was regarded by Bullseye as the main character to scare chickens and monkeys, so that the small single-family building at No. 136 was now vacant.

When Allen arrived at No. 136, he took out the key to the door that had been locked and opened the door.

A house that has not been lived in for a month, but at this time there is no dust at all, just like it was lived in yesterday.

"The power of U.S. dollars is really great. In half a day, the whole house looks like new."

At this time, Allen, who looked like a beard, smiled and sighed at the power of the dollar.

Since the last time Allen was exposed after telling her the "sad" story in front of super agent Natasha.

Allen knew that it was a fool's dream to try to fool the super agent by acting.

But now Allen said that that was in the past. How could mere human beings perceive the strange appearance transformed by the S-class artifact Phantom Armor.

In this way, Allen, like a normal middle-class man, sat in his study and read a book, always giving Ward a chance when he was about to catch him.

(End of this chapter)

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