The Taoist who invaded American comics

"What's wrong, little Liv?" The bald old man put down his pen. He raised his head and smiled gently.

"That professor?" The little girl Liv stumbled, feeling nervous facing the old man. "My that one"

"Is it about the constant noise next door?" The old man's old face smiled like a chrysanthemum.

"Yes, yes, that's the professor." Liv nodded quickly. She was really too nervous for the old man she respected most in front of her.

"The noise has been too loud these days. Even if it's loud, it's still working 24 hours a day. We can't even sleep well. Now I have dark circles under my eyes." Liv pointed to the Two big dark circles complained.

"Well, I also know that this old man like me can't bear it even more." The old man rubbed his temples and sighed.

Not only the children couldn't stand the noise next door these days, but he, an elderly man, couldn't stand it either.

"However, before you come to me, I have sent your Teacher Scott and Teacher Qin to go. They must have arrived at the door of our neighbor who just moved in." The old man said with a gentle smile.

"Ah, it's Teacher Qin and Teacher Scott, then it must be solved now." When she heard that they were the two most powerful teachers, Liv immediately jumped up and cheered. It seemed that these two teachers were very powerful.

"Sir, there are two foreigners outside asking to see you." A golden soldier in a black suit knelt on one knee at Wang Jing's feet to report.

Wang Jing stopped the Taoist skills in his hands and looked up at Jin Bing, who was wearing a straight suit. In order to sign for the construction materials and furniture ordered in the past few days, so as not to scare the delivery boy, Wang Jing specially arranged for two Jin Bings to be there. The guards asked them to change into normal clothes.

Otherwise, wearing ancient armor, those who don’t know better would think that there are a group of lunatics here who want to train for war.

Moreover, Wang Jing put a voice translator on each of them's necks. There was no way, the languages ​​​​could not communicate with each other.

"Outside" Wang Jing frowned. At this time, no one except SHIELD knew that he was here.

"Take me to have a look." Wang Jing thought for a moment and got up and walked towards the door.

Before he arrived, Wang Jing saw a man and a woman standing at the door from a distance. The woman was very beautiful, with an excellent figure, even a little enchanting.

As for the man, he was tall and mighty, with strong muscles that could be clearly seen through his clothes.

Looking closer, he saw the strange glasses on the man's head that were similar to VR glasses. Wang Jing's eyelids twitched, and he couldn't help but have a bad feeling in his heart.

Isn’t this look like Cyclops from X-Men?

"What are you two?" Wang Jing asked calmly.

"This young gentleman must be the owner of this place."

Both of them were surprised to see Wang Jing being so young and an Asian.

"That's right, it's me. Are you two okay?" Wang Jing continued to say expressionlessly.

"Oh, this." The man glanced at the golden soldier behind Wang Jing who looked like a cold killer.

"Mr. Wang, we are the residents next door to you. My name is Scott and her name is Qin." Cyclops Scott pointed to the Phoenix girl beside him.

"Scott Qin" Wang Jing's bad premonition came true. He closed his eyes for a moment and then opened them again.

"Hello, my name is Wang Jing, and I am Chinese." He forced a smile and stretched out his hand to Sco and Qin without a smile.

"Hello, I didn't expect that our neighbor next door would be such a young Chinese man. Mr. Wang is really young and promising." Scott and Qin stretched out their hands to shake Wang Jing's hand.

"You are young and promising, so don't take it seriously." Wang Jing shook his head.

"Mr. Wang is so humble. No wonder people say you Chinese are humble and gentle." Scott also shook his head.

Just kidding, owning such a large estate at such a young age is not something that just anyone can own.

"Scott, let's get down to business. Mr. Wang is waiting here and there." Seemingly sensing Wang Jing's indifference, Qin interrupted Scott's dog-licking behavior and motioned for him to get straight to the point.

"I came here this time because there has been noise at Mr. Wang's house. The noise was a bit loud and it didn't stop for twenty hours a day, so we came to take a look." Scott glanced at the mountain where the construction noise continued to be heard. In the direction, the mountain is covered by tall trees, and the shadow is blurry, making it difficult to see the specific situation.

"Oh, this." Wang Jing raised his eyebrows and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Do you want me to stop or make less noise?" he asked.

"Stop it. It's not necessary. We just want you to reduce the noise time because we have elderly people and children there, so"

"I'm really sorry, it's not something I can decide." Wang Jing reluctantly spread his hand and interrupted Cyclops.

"I am also following orders."

"As ordered," Scott frowned and asked in confusion.

"Yes, I am a senior agent of SHIELD. I am here now under orders to build something. As for what it is, I can't tell you." Wang Jing looked ashamed and apologized.

"SHIELD"'s heart skipped a beat, and Cyclops and Phoenix looked at each other with complicated expressions.

"Mr. Wang said that he said that a senior agent of SHIELD can prove it." After a while, Cyclops turned to look at Wang Jing and asked hesitantly.

"Proof" Wang Jing laughed, then shook his head, "What kind of ID do you need? You have to show your ID before doing anything with the FBI."

Without waiting for Cyclops to speak, Wang Jing continued: "Let's do this. I'll give you the contact number of my boss. You can call him and ask. I think you X-Men must know this person."

"Oh, who?" Scott asked seriously with a serious look on his face.

"Phil Coulson." As he spoke, Wang Jing greeted Jin Bing behind him, "Paper, pen."

Write Phil Coulson's phone number on a piece of paper and give it to him.

"That's it for this and that. I'm still very busy over there, so I'll leave first if there's nothing else to do."

After Wang Jing left, Cyclops repeatedly looked at Phil Coulson's phone number in his hand, struggled for a long time, and finally did not call.

"Scott, what should we do about this?" Phoenix asked Cyclops, her eyes full of worry.

"What should we do about this? Let's report it to the professor first." Cyclops clenched the paper in his hand.

'We can't handle this'

When Wang Jing returned to the top of the mountain, he did not continue to build the Taoist temple immediately. Instead, he faced the north in the direction of SHIELD, with a golden light in his eyes.

"Well, Phil Coulson, I really have you." After a while, Wang Jing gritted his teeth and spat out each word one by one, with murderous intent in his words.

After he heard the names of Cyclops and Qin, the murderous intention in his heart could not be suppressed.