Marvel's Fairy Chef

"Damn it! Why did I agree to that damn honest man?" The chef sitting in the car looked unhappy. Why couldn't he resist the temptation?

"Hello, Mr. Fang! I am Christopher Shaps, the butler of Prince Yitzhak Shamir. On behalf of my master, I welcome your arrival..." When the chef got off the car, he combed his hair. A middle-aged man with a standard butler hairstyle and a palace suit immediately greeted him enthusiastically.

"Hello, Mr. Butler, it's an honor to serve your master!" The chef gathered his mood, and since he was here, he had no choice but to bite the bullet. Of course, the chef's trip is not just to help SHIELD solve problems. Fang Jie also has his own little thoughts. He remembers that there is a legend circulating in this world. This vampire family seems to have a collection of recipes from hell. The chef came to visit this time and was prepared to inquire carefully, is this legend true?

"How is Coulson's situation going?" Nick called him into the office as soon as Candide returned to SHIELD. This time, Nick spent a lot of money to find the chef. Not only did his precious lotuses suffer. Everyone was in trouble, especially that guy Barton, who was holding his bow and arrow and clamoring to shoot the thief who stole his mushrooms into a hedgehog!

"Okay, but we've tricked the cook quite a lot this time. There won't be any trouble afterwards, right?" Colson knew very well that this mission was not as simple as it seemed. The chef's side was just a mission. In the first step, the real back-up man is the agent sent by his side. The chef is just a chess piece used by Nick to attract the attention of his opponent. Nick's goal is not just a few lost collections, but his real goal is the vampire family's treasure Cain's left hand, which is a very powerful sacred instrument.

"Colson, are you okay? Why do I feel like something is wrong with you?" Nick asked with concern, looking at his pale confidant.

"It's okay. Maybe you've been too busy recently and are a little tired?" Colson shook his dizzy head.

"Then you go and rest first! You've been very tired these past few days." Nick thought that Colson was really tired after being used like an animal by him recently, so he generously offered him a day off.

As soon as Coulson exited the director's office, he met the new female agent Katyusha. Then his vision went dark and a strange voice sounded in his mind.

"Katyusha, what are you muttering about?" Colson frowned slightly. Young people today are too ignorant to say bad things about themselves in front of him.

"Ah? No? What did I say?" Katyusha looked confused. She was just passing by. What did I say?

"Really?" Colson's face turned dark. It's really outrageous. He actually insulted me, a senior, in public. He must go to the human resources department and ask. The quality of this newcomer is too poor!

"Of course it's true! Then I have to leave first." Katyusha tightened the documents in her arms and took a few steps back like a pervert.

"Holy shit!" Colson looked at the burly girl in front of him. Why on earth would he have unspoken rules for you? Also, my hairline is just a little higher, so I’m half bald!

"Get busy~" Colson shook his head and turned to leave. He has been hearing hallucinations ever since he left the restaurant of that scumbag chef. Could it be that he is really tired recently?

"Honey, I want that bag, can you buy it for me?" After leaving the SHIELD building, Coulson decided to sit in a nearby cafe and think about life carefully, but before he could sit down, he I heard a female voice coming from the next table that was so hoarse that it made people shudder.

"Okay, okay... As long as you behave well, not to mention a bag, even if you want the moon, I will buy it for you..." A fat man with a greasy smell all over his body hugged the girl next to him and smiled.

"Fuck!" Colson was so shocked by that girl that he immediately turned away and pretended not to notice. I'm not interested in people like you.

"What's wrong with me?" After taking the coffee from the waiter, Coulson began to think about his abnormal reaction. If what he heard was not an auditory hallucination, then... Coulson is indeed a veteran agent, and soon I noticed something wrong in my own changes.

"Did I awaken some kind of indescribable... ah! Awakened a super power?" Colson calmed down and focused on the waiter in front of him.

"Sir, do you have any questions?" The waiter's hair stood on end at Coulson's eyes, and he subconsciously stepped back. Damn! This guy who looks like an insurance salesman looks at me very strangely. Could it be that he is fascinated by my handsome appearance and wants to do some weird things to himself?

"Well, everything is fine here. I'll call you after I take my order!" Colson looked at the leaving waiter in confusion. He was surprised, why didn't anything happen? Is it really my misunderstanding...

"Hey handsome man, is there anyone here?" The red-haired girl who was acting coquettishly in Fatty Pig's arms just now came to Colson's desk while the man was going to the toilet, and sat down on Colson in a very sexy posture. Opposite her, the big weapon on her chest was shaking under her control. If it were the author of this scene, he would have lost too much blood and been sent to the hospital for rescue... But Coulson in front of him was unmoved. He didn't move, but instead frowned, and the confusion on his face became more serious. At that moment, he heard the woman's heart.

"I am your tenth target!" Colson said with a frown.

"What? First, what are you talking about?" The woman was stunned and looked blankly at the person in front of her who seemed to be selling insurance.

"Haha... I didn't expect there was a policeman on your list?" Colson stared at the woman with growing curiosity.

"What?" The woman stood up suddenly and looked at the honest man in disbelief.

"Yao Shou! You still suffer from that kind of thing..." Coulson looked at the charming woman in front of him in shock, Damn! Fortunately, I'm not interested in this kind of stuff...

"I don't even know what you are talking about!" The woman became even more frightened: "Who are you? Who sent you to investigate me?"

"No, no, no, I don't know Paul Byrne, and I'm not a detective..." Coulson shook his head, trying to calm down and said, "I won't expose you, so please don't worry..."

"Can you know what I'm thinking?" The woman took a step back with a pale face, and her slender waist almost knocked over the desk and chair behind her.

"What's wrong, honey? Is someone bullying you?" The fat pig man who came back from the bathroom looked at his panicked female companion and looked at Colson with an angry look.

"It's okay, I'm just a little dizzy." The woman quickly covered up her frightened look and said to the fat pig man: "Let's go quickly!"

"Boy, this is my Marcel Camus's woman, you'd better stay away from her!" The fat pig man shook the huge ring on his hand: "Do you know Benjamin? He is my cousin, you can't offend me. Be careful!"

"Haha..." Colson shook his head and put down the ten dollars before standing up and leaving. When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped his feet and said to the fat pig man: "Tell that Benjamin for me, just say that one of his My old friend misses the time in the basement very much. Well, you'd better go to the hospital for a checkup when you have time. I hope you have a wonderful night..."