American comics: Starting from the Dimensional Demon

"Um... um... Natasha, she... Okay, I understand... Um, um, I'll go back now!"

It was Nick Fury calling. It seemed Natasha was facing some serious problems, and Coulson had to rush back immediately.

"Grant Ward, I'm leaving the cleanup here to you. Don't let that manager off the hook; he definitely knows something.

Also, that guy who calls himself Lu Mingfei, confirm his identity, search his room. I suspect there are some secrets hidden there..."

After giving his instructions, Coulson apologized to Li Ang and Da Vinci, saying,

"Sorry, you two. Something happened to my colleague, and I have to go back now. You two can stay at this hotel for the time being. First thing tomorrow morning..."

"Wait!"

Li Ang raised his hand to interrupt him. Coulson looked closely and noticed that he had found a few old newspapers from somewhere and was rapidly folding something.

Soon, he walked over with several paper hats of various styles, handing Coulson one with a propeller on top.

"Here ~ use this."

Holding the paper hat, Coulson was a little at a loss, asking with a wooden face,

"What is this?"

"The latest 2008 flying cap!"

After giving Da Vinci a hat similar to Song Jiang's from *Water Margin*, Li Ang directly put the winged one on his own head.

"Uh... Mr. Li, how do you use this thing?"

Coulson looked at it for a long time and didn't see anything magical about it. It was just a hat folded from newspaper, and, well, folded right in front of his eyes.

"It's simple, let me demonstrate for you."

He was very obliging, walking to the edge of the building and leaping forward.

*Whoosh!*

The person *plop*... fell down.

"!?"

Coulson was terrified. He hurriedly ran to the edge of the building and looked down, just in time to see Li Ang's body drawing an arc in the low air, and then, incredibly, flying up...

"Oh, my God, this is impossible!"

[Emotional value from Phil Coulson +799]

Li Ang was even afraid that he didn't understand it well enough, so he flew with extra effort: arcs, S-shapes, figure eights, rolls, a straight dive followed by a sudden 90-degree spiral ascent...

He performed all kinds of flying stunts with ease, as many tricks as you could want. Anyway, he completely shocked Coulson and the others.

They had expressions as if they were looking at God. Coulson could swear to God that this was not scientific at all!!

"Believe in yourself! Don't hesitate, jump!" In the air, after several consecutive rolls, Li Ang saw that he wasn't moving and urged loudly.

Thinking of his bright future, Coulson "reluctantly parted with" and "tearfully" handed this latest limited-edition 2008 flying cap "unwillingly" to Grant behind him, asking him to be sure to experience this year's most fashionable flying sensation.

Grant: "......"

[Emotional value from Grant Ward +813]

Coulson, you're screwing me over!!

Grant roared inwardly.

He was a man who had undergone professional training, remaining calm on the surface, nodding indifferently, just repeating phrases like "novel design" and "this material is really great."

Repeatedly scrutinizing, carefully commenting, praising endlessly, marveling incessantly... but just not wearing it.

How could Coulson let him have his way? Didn't he see Li Ang performing inverted flight in the air again?

"Stop dawdling, Agent Grant Ward! Show some backbone! Don't let the people of S.H.I.E.L.D. look down on us!"

He spoke righteously, patting Grant's shoulder with a face that seemed to carry its own holy light.

But... damn it! Coulson, you old schemer, why don't you wear it!?

Grant was very distressed. He pinched the paper hat, closed his eyes, and under the gazes of the crowd, felt as uncomfortable as Sun Wukong being forced to wear the golden fillet.

*Pa.*

He put it on.

Opening his eyes, *hey*? It wasn't that difficult.

That's what he thought in his heart, feeling that there was nothing to be afraid of. He boldly took a step forward, stood at the edge of the building, felt the cold wind, and glanced down.

*Aima*... I'm screwed!!!!!

His legs went weak...

[Emotional value from Grant Ward +873]

In the end, for the sake of his own life, Grant politely refused the order.

Under Coulson's contemptuous gaze, he quickly ran to the third floor.

He originally wanted to go to the 2nd floor, but felt it would be too embarrassing for S.H.I.E.L.D. In the end, considering Master Li Ang's flamboyant performance tonight, he gritted his teeth, stamped his foot, and decided to gamble!

*Kacha.*

He pushed open the window, climbed onto the windowsill, gave the "big brothers" above an okay sign, and kept hypnotizing himself to believe in Master Li Ang. After all, this flying cap was this year's limited edition!

"*Gudong*" He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, closed his eyes, and with strong anticipation, leaped forward.

"*Oli Gei!!*"

*Peng--*

The earth's gravity very unappreciatively dragged him down from the air. With terror, Grant fell like a broken-winged bird.

His legs directly fractured with two *kacha* sounds, at least three ribs were broken, and he spat a mouthful of blood on the ground. Grant pointed his finger at Coulson on the roof, vowing to join his team in the future and secretly kill him!!

With this spirit, his eyes darkened, his head tilted, and he fainted with a *plop*.

[Emotional value from Grant Ward +999]

"He's a good agent. In the future, I will consider letting him join my team!"

On the roof, feeling the wind and looking at Grant's miserable appearance, Coulson took a step back and praised inwardly.

[Emotional value from Phil Coulson +866]

"Hey~ Didn't I say? Don't think about anything when flying, just think of one word, 'Fly'!"

Li Ang seemed tired of playing in the air and slowly flew over to impart the mysteries of flight.

Coulson was a little confused and turned to Da Vinci to confirm.

"Mr. Da, did he just say that?"

"He said it! Didn't you also say 'Okay'?"

Da Vinci answered very honestly, puffing out his chest, looking as if to say, "You said it, did you forget?"

Scratching his head, Coulson blinked, even beginning to doubt himself.

He said it? Did I not remember? And then Grant jumped... Hmm?

Coulson guiltily leaned over and glanced down, just in time to see several S.H.I.E.L.D. logistics personnel carrying him onto a stretcher.

*Pfft--*

Grant woke up midway, just in time to see Coulson's pitying expression, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of old blood, fainting again on the spot.

[Emotional value from Grant Ward +1111]

*Tsk tsk*... What a miserable sight!

Silently commenting, Coulson composed his expression and, seeing Grant spit out another mouthful of blood, decided he would rather die than wear that flying cap!

Damn... Grant was so miserable on the third floor, and he was on the 14th floor!!

One jump, and wouldn't he be meeting God?

No, no... He absolutely couldn't do such a stupid thing!!

Coulson decided to drive back to S.H.I.E.L.D. It was a little slower in terms of speed, but at least it was further away from God!

Flying caps - too damn fast!

But the world is like this, the more you're afraid of something, the more it comes your way.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Li Ang and Da Vinci standing behind him like two door gods.

Before he could speak, the two of them each extended an arm and placed it on his shoulder, and then...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

With Coulson's screams, Li Ang and Da Vinci, wearing the 2008 limited-edition flying caps, flew towards S.H.I.E.L.D. at high speed.

[Emotional value from Phil Coulson +999]