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“In addition, after confirming that there are no problems with them, we will do back-office work for another two months.”

"After handling this matter, you can assist Coulson in dealing with the vampire incident. I will see the results within a week."

"Yes, sir!"

Barbara saluted Fury respectfully, turned around and walked outside.

After she left, Fury fell into silence again.

After a while, he also left the office and came to the parking lot to find his car.

Entering it opened the communication device.

"Activate the 0405 security line, Hill. I need you to come to Washington. I'll give you three hours."

Fury's words were still so cold and without any emotion.

After ending the call, Fury drove away.

……

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a knock on Joyce's flat.

But he did not get up, and chose to raise his hand to shake off the purple thorns of the Hermit's Purple, and pulled the door handle to open the door.

"come in."

Joyce, who was constantly treating Matt and Luke, spoke to the people outside.

"Da da da."

The sound of footsteps came from far and near, and Colleen Wen walked into the living room with a rosy face.

She held some medicine, medical bandages and gauze in her hands, and there were beads of sweat on her face.

"I thought their injuries might need treatment, so I looked around for some medical supplies and hoped they would be useful."

Colleen put the potion on the coffee table aside and said to Joyce.

But when she spoke, she couldn't help but glance at the iron fist on the other side that had turned into a corpse again.

There was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"Well, you have a heart."

Joyce nodded in response, but did not stop what he was doing.

Now that time was running out, he had to continue treating Luke and Matt's injuries.

"You should sit down for a while, I still have about 10 minutes."

At this time, Joyce still did not look back, concentrating on continuing the work at hand.

"Ok."

Colleen walked to the sofa chair nearby and sat down, observing Joyce's every move.

The effect of his treatment was very significant. Luke's injuries and the hidden dangers caused by Matt's control of him had basically been resolved, and he was just waiting to wake up.

But Matt is in more trouble. At this moment, his spirit is more chaotic than the last time he was possessed.

Like a puppet being manipulated, it only knows how to move like a zombie.

Even at this time, his body was still shaking, and the expression on his face was painful.

Joyce carefully used the power of ripples to repair his injuries.

"what!"

A cry of agony burst from Matt's mouth.

Hearing the scream, Joyce frowned slightly, and a trace of doubt flashed in his heart.

what happened?

Thinking of this, Joyce used Hermit's Purple to control Matt and make him stop struggling.

The other side closed his eyes and concentrated on controlling the movement of the ripples like his brain.

See what's going on in his head.

And miserable Matt was lying on the couch.

His eyes were closed tightly, his lips were biting tightly, his body was shaking constantly, and the veins on his forehead were popping.

what's the problem?

Joyce, who didn't understand the situation, kept making guesses in his mind, but he still had no idea.

Are we going to trouble the Supreme Mage again?

No matter, try to control his thoughts first.

Joyce tried his best to control the ripples, extending countless threads into Matt's sea of ​​consciousness.

But as soon as he touched it, Matt let out unconscious roars.

At the same time, the body was twitching continuously and looked very painful.

His consciousness seemed to have fallen into some kind of illusion, and he was still sinking.

Everything he had experienced before was now resurrected in his mind.

"what!"

Matt let out another heart-rending roar.

His body was also shaking violently, as if he was suffering from tremendous pain and torture.

His whole face became extremely twisted and ferocious, and he tightly grasped the purple thorns entangled with his hands, ignoring the barbs on them.

His lips were trembling.

In addition to the constant trembling, his body also twitched from time to time.

Seeing Matt's huge reaction, Joyce's pupils shrank suddenly.

There is a play!

The power of ripples began to slowly penetrate into Matt's mind, trying to find fragments of Matt's previous memories, and then find a solution to help him get rid of the illusion.

Time is slowly passing by.

1 minute, 5 minutes, 10 minutes passed.

Matt's face gradually returned to calm, and he looked like he was asleep.

But the veins on his forehead were still bulging.

There were two crystal clear tears in the corners of the eyes, sliding down the corners of the eyes.

Joyce ran the ripples for one last check before exiting Matt's body.

"Phew...it's finally solved."

Joyce breathed a sigh of relief and was secretly grateful.

After all this hard work, Joyce's forehead was already covered in sweat, and the micro-manipulation was really difficult.

He almost turned into a vegetative state.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Joyce, who had just finished her work, turned around and said to Colleen Wing who was sitting on the sofa.

"It's okay, thank you for your hard work."

Colleen quickly shook her head and said it didn't matter. After a pause, she asked her own question.

"What the hell happened here?"

Although I have heard about Matt's recent actions.

But since the end of the Hand and Iron Fist's death, she has long been disheartened.

So I stopped being the vigilante I once was.

She has long since left this profession and is focusing on business.

It was not until I received a call from Joyce early this morning that I was shocked.

"You don't know yet?"

Joyce looked at Colleen with a surprised look on her face. She originally thought she just didn't know about Iron Fist.

Unexpectedly, she knew next to nothing about any of this.

"This matter is quite complicated to talk about. In short, it is a tragic story."

"Let's talk over a cup of coffee."

With a sigh, Joyce stood up from the sofa and walked to the kitchen.

Although it was a bit embarrassing to call someone to pick up the body in the middle of the night.

But the situation was urgent, and no one knew what might happen if it was delayed until the next day.

You’re here, let’s have something to drink first.

He was very fast, and after a while he came out with two cups of coffee, and placed one cup on the coffee table in front of Colleen.

"Let's have a cup of coffee to refresh ourselves, and then I'll tell you slowly."

Colleen nodded, wanting to understand everything clearly, there was no rush.

After all, I haven't been active outside for a long time.

She simply picked up the coffee Joyce had prepared for her and took a sip, then put down the cup and waited for his next words.

As Joyce continued to tell, Colleen seemed more and more shocked and speechless.