Marvel's Great Old Ones

"That guy just proposed to build a church and didn't do anything?" Colson, who was sitting in the car, was flipping through the information.

A report from a subordinate came from the Bluetooth headset on his ear: "The yellow man named Li Xiu has just completed the procedures for the church. There is nothing else, or we can't contact the rest of the situation. .”

"Okay, let's do this for now. Remember not to disturb the target's normal activities at will. Just do the most basic monitoring and recording."

"Yes," a more relaxed response came from the other side of the phone.

Coulson still understands those SHIELD field agents who are responsible for monitoring Li Xiu. After all, they are supervising a supernatural being. Who knows if he may inadvertently violate that guy's taboos.

As far as he knew, those responsible for monitoring were all nails who had signed a death agreement and received several times temporary wages, but they were making real "life-buying money."

"What's going on?" Standing at the intersection of Hell's Kitchen, which had been "renovated", Coulson didn't recognize it for a while.

Due to the task handover, he had not been here since that conversation with Li Xiu. If there were no street signs next to it, he would not be able to connect this place with the original Hell's Kitchen.

I saw that the jackals and drug addicts who were wandering in the streets and alleys had all disappeared, and were replaced by ordinary civilians with rosy faces and happy and stable smiles everywhere.

Although the shabby and gray shops on the street were not luxurious, they were barely able to keep up with the normal level. Many of those dilapidated public facilities have been repaired, and the environment has improved a lot.

If the original Hell's Kitchen was a muddy pond and a slum, now it can at least be regarded as an ordinary civilian urban area, and at least many people's mental outlook has improved.

"This change is too big. How is this possible? Even if Hell's Kitchen is completely unified, it can't be achieved!" Colson, who saw Hell's Kitchen changing like a completely different person, suddenly became more interested in the strange Chinese. .

All the bustling people on the road have uniform happy and friendly smiles on their faces. There is no crime or dispute.

When Colson knocked on the door of the church, the person who opened the door was not the original black man but a tall, thin, and gentle-looking yellow man.

But someone has been keeping an eye on the situation here, so he still knows what happened.

"Hello, my name is Coulson. I am an agent from the Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Bureau. I have made an appointment to talk with Mr. Li Xiu this time."

Colson showed a standard smile and did not show any negative emotions because of Li Mo's identity as a gangster.

"Hello, my name is Li Mo. Mr. Li Xiu is already waiting for you." Li Mo stepped aside and motioned for Colson to come in.

This time it was just an ordinary conversation, plus some information collection at most, so Coulson did not bring anyone else. Anyway, someone was secretly monitoring this place. In order to show trust, he came alone.

Entering the church, Colson didn't show any strange expression when he saw the statue, because Li Xiu had turned off the spiritual influence of the statue. In Colson's eyes, this was just a weird-looking statue. .

There were a few ordinary Brooklynites in the church auditorium praying with their heads lowered. When Colson passed by, they all raised their heads and smiled.

Colson responded one by one, touched his stiff face, and couldn't help but wonder, when did his affinity become so high?

Li Mo followed, and stopped moving after Colson entered the auditorium. He stood in front of the statue in a robe, like another statue. The smiles on the faces of those praying remained unchanged, and they lowered their heads silently, like dead trees.

On the other side, Coulson walked through the corridor, came to the bedroom door and knocked on the door.

Boom boom boom!

"Come in."

Opening the door, Li Xiu still looked as tired as ever, leaning on a chair and blowing bubbles.

"Colson, what are you here for this time? Are you missing me?"

Coulson did not choose to talk about Li Xiu's topic, which was so far-fetched that he didn't know where it was.

After tinkering in a briefcase for a long time, Coulson finally found what he needed in a mezzanine, several paper documents.

These things are confidential documents and the like, which Li Xiu needs to sign to restrict his behavior like a horse in the sky.

Li Xiu took the document, scanned the cover, and wrote his name in a few strokes.

"Uh, Mr. Li Xiu, why don't you take a closer look?" Colson, who was preparing at the side, took the document with a look of astonishment.

Why do you agree that every negotiation will take a long time? Why was the other party so quick this time? The speed at which he could read it was probably just the cover.

"Hey, hey, you don't understand. If I break the contract then, you have to be able to catch me." Li Xiu lay back on the chair again.

"Uh, yes, yes." Coulson reluctantly agreed. This damn guy planned to cheat on him if he broke the contract.

The two chatted dryly for a long time, but in the end Coulson could only choose to leave with an embarrassed look on his face.

"Then that's it this time. I'll take my leave, Mr. Li." Colson packed his things, got up and planned to leave.

"Hey, um, Colson," Li Xiu stopped Colson who was getting up, rubbed his hands and said, "Isn't it a little short of money recently? I just want to ask your SHIELD, ah, Is the Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Bureau in need of help from outsiders? I’m offering a 30% discount on orders now.”

"Well, doesn't Mr. Li Xiu have a cooperative relationship with Jishitang? How could he be short of money and think of accepting employment from our SHIELD?"

"Ah, I must be doing it for money. Who would object to having too much money?" Li Xiu scratched his head.

"This -" Colson looked embarrassed and said, "I don't have the authority to make the decision on this matter. I will report it to my superiors when I get back. I believe my superiors will consider this matter carefully."

"That's good, that's good." Li Xiu stood up and walked the person to the door, waving goodbye when he saw the person getting in the car.

"What are you planning on? I remember that there is always money being injected into the church in Jishi Hall?" Li Mo's figure appeared quietly behind Li Xiu.

"What's the use of that money? It can't be eaten. What I need is to use SHIELD to set up a line to get something very important."

Li Xiu narrowed his eyes and watched Colson go away, then turned around and asked, "How is the publicity in Hell's Kitchen? How many people are willing to join the Church of Fools."

"All the publicity has been put in place. Now that the reason for the changes in Hell's Kitchen has not been hidden, ordinary people and low-level gangsters are very willing to join the Church of the Fool. Anyway, there are no requirements. They just need a simple ceremony."

"Ah, this is a truly perfect world. Everyone is so happy. There is no pain, no worries, and no disputes over trivial matters."

"Now, as long as the number of true believers reaches one thousand, I can give you real extraordinary power. Then you can truly see what this world looks like."

Hearing Li Xiu's low and seductive voice, Li Mo's breathing gradually became heavier.

In the church behind him were shadowy "believers" with their heads lowered as if praying, the real believers who had prayed in this Church of Fools.