Garfield, who crossed from Marvel

Phil, who was holding Garfield in his arms, walked straight to his classic car and said, "Hey! Garfield, you are so heavy! Maybe you should lose weight!"

Garfield, who was being held, did not struggle or respond. He just made a severe note to Phil in his heart, "Asshole! You are dead! Prepare to slowly enjoy the torture of Uncle Garfield!"

When they came to the car, Phil put Garfield on the hood of the car and took the initiative to stir up the conversation, "Garfield, isn't this car very handsome? This is my baby!"

Looking at Phil's arrogant expression, Garfield made no response. Whether before he turned into a cat or now, Garfield had no interest in cars. He only liked two things, food and beautiful women.

However, Garfield keenly grasped the key point, "Is this your baby? Yosy!" Garfield nodded with a wicked smile.

Garfield, who was standing on the hood of the car, looked up at Phil. After grinning, he kindly stretched out his sharp claws and pretended to grab the hood of the car accidentally.

Following a piercing sound, a long scratch appeared on the hood of the car. After it was done, Garfield turned his head to the side as if nothing had happened, as if he was admiring the street scenery.

At this moment, Phil's heart was bleeding and his body was trembling, "Asshole! Asshole! It's my car!"

Phil clenched his fists tightly, his face was stiff, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Listen, fat cat, you are not allowed to do this to my car! Otherwise..."

Phil was angry and heartbroken about Garfield's behavior, but for the sake of the mission, Phil endured it. He picked Garfield up from the hood of the car, opened the door and put Garfield in.

Then, Phil also put a seat belt on Garfield to prevent Garfield from continuing to cause trouble.

After doing all this, Phil quickly ran to the other side, opened the car door, and sat in.

"Listen, Fat Cat! I hope you will be honest, don't move around, don't make trouble!" Phil, who was sitting in the driver's seat, warned Garfield with a serious expression.

Facing Phil's warning, Garfield just turned his head out the window and ignored it.

"Asshole!" Phil cursed fiercely in his mind and started to start the car.

On the way, Phil was looking at the front of the car intently. Garfield, who was standing beside him, turned back a little bored and looked at the inside of the car after looking at the scenery outside the window for a while.

After looking around, Garfield found something good, a music CD. Garfield first looked at Phil who was driving the car seriously, then unbuckled his seat belt and reached out to get the CD.

"Garfield, what do you want to do?" Phil, who was driving, noticed Garfield's movements and asked warily.

Garfield did not and could not answer Phil's words. He could only express it with actions. Garfield bent down and quickly picked up the CD. Ignoring Phil's BB sound, Garfield opened the CD and took out the disc. out.

"Dongfanghong..." As Garfield put the disc in and started the player, the volume was also turned up very loud, and a deafening sound came from the speaker.

One moment, just this moment!Garfield looked at Phil with a strange expression, "Good guy, I didn't expect you, a bastard with thick eyebrows and big eyes..."

"Asshole! Be quiet!" Phil said angrily to Garfield. After speaking, he reached out his hand and turned down the volume.

Garfield, who was quite dissatisfied with this, naturally turned the volume back up while Phil was not paying attention. Garfield danced happily to the rhythm of the music.

"Asshole!" Phil on the side could only curse unhappily. After all, even if he turned down the volume again, this damn fat cat would still find a chance to turn it back. It was better to concentrate on driving and quickly turn this sound off. Take that bastard fat cat back.

Garfield danced happily, and whistled at the girl outside the window from time to time. His chubby belly undulated like ocean waves as he beat.

Under Phil's focused driving, they quickly arrived at the parking lot of SHIELD's office building. As soon as Phil parked the car, he hurriedly turned off the music and hugged Garfield out.

Taking Garfield with him, Phil walked quickly to the floor where Nick's office was located. When he arrived at Nick's office, Phil knocked on the door first. After hearing Nick's voice, he opened the door and walked in with Garfield in his arms.

"BOSS, I brought him back!" Phil put Garfield down first and then reported to Nick.

"You go down first, I want to talk to Garfield alone!" As Nick spoke, he secretly pointed his finger at his ear to signal Phil.

Phil naturally understood it. After walking out of the office, Phil came to a monitoring room, where various experts who had already been arranged were already on standby.

"The target has been reached, prepare to start monitoring!" Phil gave Nick's order to these people.

Following Phil's instructions, a dozen people in the control room began to take action, and the closed monitor quickly activated, showing the figures of Nick and Garfield on the screen.

Listening to the report from the headphones in his ears, Nick formally began to ask.

"Garfield, hello! I am Nick, the director of SHIELD. We have been paying attention to your appearance for a long time. We are very curious about your origin. You seem to have appeared suddenly, and you also have various possessions. All kinds of magical abilities, including flight, super strength, super speed, and wisdom comparable to human beings!" Nick's speech was not fast, but his voice was very powerful, and he stared at Garfield with one eye like an eagle.

Facing Nick's gaze, Garfield also stared straight back. This was a war of momentum. One side was weak but experienced and had been in a high position for a long time. The other side was once just an ordinary person, but now he is powerful. , full of confidence.

After looking at each other with Garfield, Nick took the lead in retracting his gaze and saw him take out a metal collar from the drawer.

"Before we formally communicate, I will give you a small gift on behalf of SHIELD. This thing is a sound generator. It can sense your thoughts and make sounds under your own control." Nick held the metal collar towards it. Garfield accepted.

Garfield was very wary of Nick's explanation. This was the king of agents. He had a dark face, dark skin, dark hands, dark butt, and an even darker heart. He might be tricked if he wasn't careful.

"Garfield, you can rest assured that we are kind to you. This thing is just to facilitate our communication with you! There are no traps on it!" Nick naturally saw Garfield's vigilance, and in order to dispel Garfield's concerns, he He said to Garfield pretending to be very sincere.

"Hahaha! I really don't know who you are!" Facing Nick's sincere expression, Garfield complained silently in his heart.

But complaints are complaints. Regarding what Nick said, this metal collar can allow him to speak, Garfield was still very excited. After all, communication is the instinct and desire of living things.

After turning into a cat, Garfield has long been eager to speak normally and communicate with people.

Next, after Nick's acting skills, Garfield agreed to wear the metal collar. Of course, Nick's acting skills were secondary. The main thing was Garfield's own desire and confidence in his own strength.

With Nick's help, Garfield put on the metal collar. After putting it on, Garfield tried to use it under Nick's guidance.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!" Hearing the sound coming from the metal collar around Garfield's neck, Nick's eyes twitched, "Fat Cat, do you think you are on the phone?"

Hearing the sound below his neck, Garfield nodded with satisfaction and thanked Nick, "Thanks! Braised eggs!"

"It's okay!" Nick just finished speaking and realized something was wrong, "Damn you bastard! What does braised egg mean?"

In the monitoring room, Nick's men couldn't help laughing when they heard Garfield's words, but they immediately covered their mouths with their hands.

Hearing the faint laughter in his ears, Nick's already dark face turned even darker, and veins popped out on his head.