Marvel's Journey Begins with Psychosis

After pulling the ball and gesticulating twice, Fury finally figured out its function, so he tried it on the spot according to the possible usage plan, and immediately showed a disgusted expression.

"This thing is not as good as a darker coat."

"Then give it back to me."

"What brought you here? No, I forgot to ask, how did you get in? Just relying on this thing?"

Putting the floral sheet on his body, Fury took a few casual steps and found that it was unable to achieve the invisibility effect on a moving target.

"That's why I came here wearing it."

"impossible!"

Fury first categorically denied it, then immediately hesitated.

"You, how long did it take?"

"How long, I don't know what you mean."

"Roland, don't do this."

"Five days."

"hiss……!"

Fury finally couldn't hold it any longer. He couldn't imagine how idle and sick Roland was, and he actually spent five days wearing this crap and moving into his office bit by bit!

God!

"Just, what on earth are you... Oh my God, what are you thinking about?

Roland, what is your purpose of coming to earth? "

"For a rubber band."

"what?"

"Tsk, you don't understand this story, it's so boring."

Roland wanted to talk about breaking the glass, but when he saw Fury's expression, he suddenly found it boring.

It is really easy for this person to take everything others say seriously.

"Forget it, don't talk about this."

Roland acted like a normal person, completely ignoring how shocked Fury was standing there. He just found a chair and sat down crookedly. He reached out and pointed back: "When are you two going to fall out? .

I just saw you two chatting happily. "

Fury became very angry when he mentioned this: "Roland, when did you hide here from me? What did you see!"

"I didn't see anything."

Roland spread his hands: "It's too troublesome to turn on your computer. It requires triple passwords, fingerprints, and matching commands. I can't use your computer to read it..."

"Okay, okay, okay! That's it."

Fury took a deep breath and decided to wait until today was over to collect and verify the gait and smell of level seven and above agents at SHIELD.

Something like this today must never happen again.

"Pierce, you heard what he said."

"Absolutely. By the way, is it really necessary for you to be like this? Hiding eight thoughts in one sentence, chatting all day long and handing over tasks is more tiring than playing chess and memorizing chess records. Are you all so boring as agents?"

When Fury heard Roland's words, he almost wanted to agree with him.

He also misses the days when he only went out to work.

But he couldn't. If he really followed Roland's words, he might not know what would happen.

"Don't ask so many questions. Since you know what I am doing, you should understand what I am doing now.

It's you, I'm asking you for the third time, Roland, what exactly are you doing here this time.

Don't say you came just to scare me! "

"more or less."

Roland spread his hands again: "I'm just bored and here to have fun. I'll give you a gift by the way. It's a pity. I used to have a hat that made hair appear when I put it on, but I gave it to someone else. You... …”

"Okay, okay, since you don't want to tell the truth, I'll treat you as serious."

Fury didn't want to talk to Roland anymore. He just said what he said. The problem now was not to ask for anything valuable, but to get this disaster star out of his office as soon as possible, and then let people in as soon as possible. Give it a thorough inspection!

He reached out and pressed the communicator next to him: "Colson, come to me."

Turning around, Fury was about to speak when he saw Roland looking at him with a big smile on his face.

damn it! Is there another problem, or have I made another wrong decision? Don’t forget that he has already done something “big”!

"Roland, you..."

"Okay. I can do it. It just so happens that I haven't visited SHIELD yet. When I was training, I was always in the branch. How could I have the chance to come to Tri-Wing.

Colson, right? "

Roland's unexpected cooperation and no objection at all made Fury a little unsure again.

However, since the order has been given, let's go with the flow.

Fury fell silent, staring at Roland with one eye, wondering what he was thinking.

Not long after, the knock on the door rang again, and Colson walked in. Before he could speak, he caught sight of Roland sitting over there.

It was completely instinctive. Both Fury and Roland could see that when Coulson stopped, he made a slight movement to take a step back, but he used his strong self-control to forcibly control it.

Still wearing the same smile that showed no problem at all, Coulson smiled and greeted Roland, then looked directly at Fury: "Boss, do you have any tasks for me?"

"Ah."

Fury responded and saw a hint of surprise in Coulson's eyes.

Sorry, my old friend, I can only feel sorry for you today!

"cough!"

With a fake cough, Fury lowered his head and said nonchalantly: "You also know Roland. He came to SHIELD today as an... agent to accept the mission and familiarize himself with the mission process and..."

"Boss!"

Coulson was anxious, he guessed what Fury was going to say next.

"Listen to me first."

When Fury raised his head and looked at Coulson, he stopped talking.

In SHIELD, Fury's orders are everything, no matter how outrageous, unreasonable, or strange.

"Today, you will lead the team, and let Roland follow you temporarily as... a special assistance personnel. Do you have any objections?"

"……No."

Roland didn't know what Colson was thinking, but he could see that the smile on Colson's face seemed a little unbearable.

"Hello, sir!"

Roland stood up and raised his hand. The frightened Colson stepped forward and pressed it down.

"Roland, we are old acquaintances. Don't do this. Really, don't do this. I'm begging you."

Roland was still smiling, but he also followed Colson's wishes and put down his hand: "Oh, it was just a joke."

Turning their heads, Roland and Coulson stood side by side, facing Fury, and waved their hands naturally: "Then get busy, I'm going to save the world, don't worry! I will definitely make S.H.I.E.L.D.'s reputation Praise to the world!"

Raising his hand, Roland put Colson's shoulder, half pushing and half pulling, causing the soles of his shoes to squeak, and dragged Colson out of the office, who kept turning his head to look at Fury.

"I'm sorry, my old friend..."

Fury silently prayed for Coulson, sighed, and suddenly reacted and quickly pressed the communicator on the table.

"Let the people in the inspection room and patrol room...forget it, is Barton here? Ask him to come over. Go to the logistics department to get the equipment and then come back. Hurry!"

On this day, because of a joke from Roland and an order from Fury, the entire S.H.I.E.L.D. became nervous.