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dim!

gloomy!

This was Agent Coulson's first thought after he woke up. Not long ago, Coulson was chased by the weird doll on his way to escape. Even though he resisted desperately, he was knocked to the ground by the weird doll.

Now that Coulson was awake, he quietly looked at the situation in front of him. He was lying on the cold floor and wanted to get up.

After a few plops, I found that I had been tied up with ropes all over my body, like a big crab being tied up.

Finding that his whole body was tied up like a crab, Coulson closed his eyes and pretended that he hadn't woken up yet.

And he secretly pricked up his ears, sensing the sounds on the side, trying to find out other situations.

At this time, a steady voice appeared, and he spoke to Colson, who was lying on the ground pretending to be unconscious.

"Artworks are always like this. Under the baptism of time, they become more and more indescribable charm."

"Every piece of art also contains its own value. When we look at the artwork, it is like appreciating the history and story behind it."

"The interest that comes from exploring the history of these artworks is simply unimaginable."

"Ah, my favorite thing to do is to do funny things. Of course, it won't work if there is no one to share these funny things with."

"Agent Phil Coulson of SHIELD, you're already awake, so why are you pretending to be asleep?"

That voice exposed Coulson's behavior of lying on the ground pretending to be asleep, and Coulson had to open his eyes and look at the person who spoke to him.

A very gentlemanly man wearing a top hat and a black windbreaker was standing in front of him.

It's just that his face is pale, and correspondingly, his bright red lips embody a word: red lips, white teeth.

"Who the hell are you guys!"

Agent Coulson's first question was to find out the origin of this man, because the situation in which this man appeared in front of him was simply too weird.

The strange black mist that had been chasing them just now stopped chasing them and surrounded the man.

Not only that, there was the white female figure who had been chasing them before, as well as the weird doll, and the medieval man who jumped out of the portrait holding a sword.

As well as some inexplicable weird beings, they were all behind this man. With a very surrendered expression and posture, they seemed to be very respectful to this man.

"me!"

"Just a passing 'Joker'."

When Jerome, Chu Mo's clone, heard this familiar question and answer method, he couldn't help but answer in this tone.

"Passing "Joker"!"

"During this long journey, I kept looking for things that made me feel interesting, and that's why I came to you."

"However, I didn't expect that the surface of your world would be so weak, but the inner world would be exceptionally strong."

Jerome said something that confused Agent Coulson. He didn't understand what Jerome was saying at all.

"However, this world is the same chaos as the world we have been to before."

"Malice, terror, anger, hatred, despair, struggle, murderous intent, destruction, annihilation, destruction."

"But this is right. This is the essence of every world."

"I've read a lot of interesting things from your memories."

"Obviously, your department, which claims to supervise extraordinary people around the world and respond to extraordinary events, sounds so famous, but in fact its power is so weak."

"But Iron Man, the Hulk, The Undertaker, the monsters in Hell's Kitchen, and strange existences like meteorites from outer space are constantly appearing."

"It seems like there are still a lot of interesting things in your world. There are still a lot of interesting things in your world that can mold me into a new look."

"Especially Tony Stark, who is called Iron Man. He really feels like an old friend of mine to me."

Jerome couldn't help but sigh when he thought of this.

The elegant Jerome said the words in an understatement that made Coulson feel frightened. He realized that his memory seemed to be read by this suspicious man of unknown origin in front of him.

Jerome took out a pocket watch from his breast pocket and looked at the time. "It looks like it's almost time, and it's time for your other friends to come in."

Jerome looked towards the front shrouded in strange black fog, and Coulson also realized what it meant. Someone was coming in.

Agent Coulson just wanted to say something, but Jerome blocked his mouth with a piece of wool.

"Shh! You have to be quiet next time."

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A group of people headed by Iron Man Tony Stark and assisted by "Crossbones" Brock Rumlow, captain of the S.H.I.E.L.D. Special Operations Team, walked in a dark and gloomy museum.

Inside the Museum of the City of New York, there are a variety of artworks and valuable reference books, records, etc. If you visit during the day, people can feel the long history even under the modern decoration. .

However, walking here now, all you can feel is an eerie silence and an indescribable sense of horror.

Sometimes, there would be an indescribable strange black mist passing through his body. As soon as it passed by, they would feel as if their body was instantly plunged into ice water.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. team led by Brock "Crossbones" Rumlow held onto their weapons and moved forward cautiously.

Tony Stark in the Iron Man suit was floating in mid-air and moving forward, scanning the environment in the museum with instruments while analyzing the situation at this time.

They kept moving forward like this, but suddenly, the dim environment began to gradually brighten, and the strange black fog dissipated, revealing a path, which seemed to indicate the direction for them to move forward.

"This is?"

"Sir, now..."

The agents on the side looked at the leader "Crossbones", but "Crossbones" raised his hand and looked at Iron Man Tony Stark.

"Let's go forward."

"Since there is this thing in front of us inviting us over, even if we want to hide, they will come over."

And I, Tony Stark, am not the kind of person to be afraid!

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"Clap clap clap!"

"Welcome, welcome, agents of SHIELD and Iron Man Tony Stark, welcome."

Tony Stark and the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents finally arrived at the end, and the first moment they arrived, they heard applause and the words of a man standing not far away.

The man who was clapping and talking was none other than Jerome, who was standing next to Agent Coulson who was tied up like a crab.

He spoke unhurriedly, while Agent Coulson beside him had his eyes open but his mouth was blocked, and he was shaking his body constantly.

He seems to want to express something!

Run, there's a problem!

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