Marvel World Traveler

The weather in Mexico is the same as Babyface, that means it can change!

Before, the sky was blue and white clouds were floating, but as soon as it got dark, it became overcast.

"Wow, your SHIELD's work efficiency is indeed very high." Liu Ruian said with a smile, looking at the research base standing in the darkness.

"I'm far behind you in terms of traveling." Phil Coulson, who took a while to regain his composure, complained.

"You can't blame me, it's because your body and soul are too weak." Liu Ruian shrugged, with an innocent expression on his face.

Phil Colelin, who knew that he had nothing to do with the other party, was too lazy to take advantage of him.

Immediately, he took out the contact device within SHIELD and spoke with Hawkeye, who was guarding the base.

"Who are you talking about? The owner of the hammer." After the call, Phil Coulson stepped forward and said:

"It seems that no intruders have been found here."

"Don't be anxious, Phil, he will be here soon." Pointing in a certain direction, Chen Kun said with a smile:

"Besides, I'm not an intruder. If I really want to talk about it, you are."

Ignoring the statement about the intruder, and after looking at the direction someone was pointing at, Phil Coulson used the communicator to issue a series of instructions.

I have to admit that S.H.I.E.L.D.’s attitude toward certain supernatural beings is relatively benign.

No, for the upcoming Thor, Phil Coulson just arranged for his men to monitor along the way.

There was no obstruction, let alone any tough arrangements.

Liu Ruian naturally knew the other party's plan, but it didn't matter, right?

"Come on, Mr. Consultant, let me introduce someone to you."

After saying the words, Phil Coulson smiled and made a gesture of invitation.

After the two of them arrived at the base, Liu Ruian quickly met the person he wanted to introduce to him, an acquaintance.

"This is Clint Barton, you can call him Hawkeye." Standing between the two of them, Phil Korlin introduced:

"Clint, this is the new consultant. You can call him...Mr. Warlock."

"Eagle Eye?" Looking at the acquaintance in front of him, Liu Ruian said with a smile:

"I can feel your amazing talent in the field of archery, but unfortunately, your equipment is really poor."

Facing the guy in front of him who was looking at him wantonly, Clint Barton instinctively felt uncomfortable.

"Really? Maybe if you get shot with a few arrows by me, you won't have this illusion." Clint Barton, with a cold expression, replied.

Ordinarily, seeing two of his own people having a bit of an unpleasant quarrel, Phil Coulson should have said a few words to smooth things over.

But this senior SHIELD agent who looked completely harmless stood by and watched the show with a faint smile on his face.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Liu Ruian looked at Clint Barton up and down, smacked his lips and shook his head and said:

"You are indeed very talented, but that is only relative to ordinary humans."

"I don't know what kind of experience made you have the illusion that you are strong. I would like to give you a piece of advice."

"If you still have this mentality, you will die."

"Oh? Maybe it was someone else who died." Clint Barton said with a cold face, tit for tat.

"Phil, what will happen if I kill someone from SHIELD because of some misunderstanding?" The one who turned around

Liu Ruian asked with a smile.

Looking at the smiling face in front of him, Phil Colelin, who originally planned to use Clint Barton to get more information from the other party, felt a cold chill coming from his heels straight to his forehead.

"Damn, he's not kidding!"

Phil Coulson, who firmly believed this, could not sit still at this moment, and immediately said:

"Mr. Consultant, this joke is not funny at all."

"As members of SHIELD, how can we hurt each other?"

"It seems that killing him is not an option..."

A little disappointed, Liu Ruian raised his hand after speaking, and then slapped Clint Barton on the body who had no reaction at all.

The next moment, a figure with a faint white light was slapped by Liu Ruian.

"This...this is..."

Looking at "himself" standing in front of him, and then looking at himself with white light all over his body, Clint Barton could no longer remain cold.

"Don't think that death is the end, Hawkeye." Liu Ruian retracted his palm and said with a harmless smile:

"A talented soul like you is quite popular."

"If you fall into the hands of beings with some perverted hobbies, you will find that death is just the beginning of pain."

"For example, if your soul is roasted on the demonic flames of the abyss for 1 years, tsk tsk tsk, that miserable howl coming from the soul is the most beautiful music for some beings."

"As for your so-called power, it's not even a joke in their eyes."

After Liu Ruian finished speaking, Phil Coulson didn't need to speak. He just stretched out his hand and Clint Barton, who had just been slapped out of his spirit body, finally returned to his body.

"Phil, can you arrange a nearby position so that I can observe the hammer?" Liu Ruian, who ignored the eagle eyes, turned around and smiled:

"At the same time, let your men leave a passage so that our guest can easily board the stage of his life, okay?"

Before it was changed, Phil Coulson would definitely say that he had to think about it carefully.

But now, after just a few seconds of hesitation, Phil Coulson nodded and said:

"As you wish, Mr. Advisor."

After saying that, he grabbed Clint Barton, who was still in a trance, and not long after that, Liu Ruian "heard" the phone call between Phil Korlin and Nick Fury.

As for Phil Coulson's little calculation before, how could Liu Ruian, a veteran driver, not see it, otherwise he wouldn't have given Clint Barton the slap in the face.

That slap was not just a sign of strength, nor was it just a deliberate display of one's character, it was also a sweet bait.

After Phil Coulson got Nick Fury's approval and asked the people below to deliberately let a certain guy in, a car appeared not long after.

"Thor, are you sure you don't want us to come together?" Liu Ruian, who was playing another role, asked.

"No, you can just stay here." Thor, who was confident, walked out of the car, closed the car door with a "bang!" and said:

"I'll be back soon."

"Okay, have a good trip..."

Feeling the other person's mood swings, Liu Ruian shrugged and sent a blessing with a somewhat strange meaning.

It is a pity that the few people present have limited understanding of the profound Chinese language. No one heard the ambiguity in these words, but sent their blessings one after another.