Marvel's Monster Hunter World

Watson looked at them quietly.

Uncle Poker laughed and Aunt Liya looked at him with concern.

How wonderful, my relatives in this world. Now, I am more convinced of my previous thoughts

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"What's wrong with you? Are you really hurt?" Aunt Liya looked at Watson who was silent and asked eagerly.

"No, of course not. But, where were you and Uncle Poke?"

"We went to the supermarket and bought some food for storage, and we happened to see you on TV in the supermarket. Otherwise, we wouldn't have known you had such a heroic performance, hahaha."

Liya looked at the two people talking, turned around and walked towards the kitchen: "I think you must be hungry. Wait a moment and you will be able to eat your favorite soon."

"Come on, our hero, let's talk."

Watson sat down next to Uncle Pork and already had some predictions in his mind: "What's wrong, Uncle Poker?"

"Well, uncle knows that you have something different from ordinary people, and I also know that you are a good boy.

But what I want to tell you is that no matter what kind of abilities you have, never, never do something you regret. Uncle doesn’t need to tell you any big principles. He just wants you to remember and follow your heart. . He will tell you the answer that suits you best." After Uncle Poke finished speaking, he drank his coffee without saying anything.

Watson, on the other hand, was a little surprised. Although he had some predictions, he never expected that Uncle Pork would say such a thing to him.

"I know how to do it, Uncle Pork"

As if he heard the firm belief in this sentence, Pork smiled again: "Haha, let's go, go to the shooting room and shoot a few rounds with me."

20 minutes later, Watson looked at the fixed target 15 meters away from him, and then looked at Uncle Poker's fixed target next to him.

With a look of despair, he put down the 15 guns in his hand and just took a look. Target shooting was impossible. He would never be able to do target shooting in this life. Only melee mages, ah, flying dragon riders could maintain their lives like this.

At this time, Coulson, who had returned to SHIELD, had no time to rest and quickly walked towards the interrogation room.

Walking to the door of the interrogation room, he asked the beautiful agent in charge of the test: "How is he?"

"SR, he has been thoroughly checked to ensure that there are no positioning monitoring devices or other dangerous items on him. He is now injected with a neutralizing agent and will wake up in about 3 minutes. The truth serum is placed on the interrogation table."

Coulson looked at the beautiful agent who looked a little uncomfortable and asked: "Carrie, what's wrong with you? Something feels wrong."

"I'm fine, sir, it's just that this man was wearing a pair of black diapers." After saying that, Agent Carrie turned around and walked out, leaving Coulson with a confused look on his face.

Is Walter's diaper the latest brainwashing method of Hydra?

Coulson shook his head and stopped thinking, and walked into the interrogation room, hoping that this Hydra could bring him some good news.

"your name"

"Edward Quinn"

"Your identity."

"The leader of the Kui Lang Gang, Kui Lang."

Hearing this, Coulson frowned, and the memory was implanted

"Who do you work for?"

Kui Lang's face suddenly became ferocious, and his eyes became fanatical, as if he was making some kind of resistance.

"Long live Hydra, this world will be free again. Everyone will evolve and the world will be liberated."

This answer was not within the scope of his question. Coulson felt that his hairline was even higher.

“Who are your other members working for specifically?”

Kui Lang was about to open his mouth

Suddenly, everyone stopped moving. Colson's hairline, and Kui Lang's enthusiasm were frozen at this moment, as if they were frozen.

A black mist began to fill the room, and a cold aura came out.

Suddenly, somewhere around Kui Lang, there was a shattering sound, and the space was opened.

"Finally found"

That’s right, this skeleton with its own background effects is the goddess of death.

This goddess of death is not the sister of the God of Thunder who wants to be the queen all day long, but the real death. She is one of the five creation gods who created the Marvel multiverse. She is the source and creation of all life souls in the multiverse. The creator and manipulator is also the creator and master of all Marvel’s Hell King, Death, and other representatives. She is the concept of death itself.

"Let me see what it is. It exudes such a pure aura of death. I don't remember that I have the habit of leaving things behind."

Stretching out a bone finger, Kui Lang's diaper broke through the shackles of his pants and hovered in front of death.

"This is a rag"

With a movement of Bai Gu's fingers, a stream of pure black death energy broke away from the cloth of disaster and beat in the hands of death.

If you can't merge with yourself, don't you belong to this universe?

After feeling the death energy in his hands for a while, he turned his head and looked at Kui Lang who was still. "Show me your soul, why you have things of death"

With that said, Death put away the ball of energy, and held Kui Lang's head with a pair of bone-white palms. A white soul was sucked into the dead body.

"Well interesting I will find that interesting soul of yours"

As the words fell, the black mist symbolizing death slowly receded, and everything became calm.

It's like nothing happened.

"specific name"

Coulson who had just finished saying this suddenly paused, feeling a little uncomfortable. Looking at Kui Lang who had his head lowered, Coulson quickly stepped forward and died.

What happened, a mutant invasion or someone with super powers?

"Quick, alert everyone, enter combat status, lock down the entire building and conduct a thorough investigation. No one is allowed to enter or exit. Call me the surveillance video here and let the people from the medical department and technical department check him thoroughly again. Hurry," Colson reacted. Quickly rushed out of the interrogation room, issued a series of orders, and then dialed Hawkeye's communication: "Clinton, the target mission is dead. I leave it to you to thoroughly investigate the building. Be careful. It may be done by people with special abilities or mutants." "

When Clinton learned that Kui Lang, whom he desperately escorted back, was dead, he couldn't believe his ears.

If this kind of thing were to reach the ears of the Security Council, who knows what might happen.

After giving a series of orders, Coulson returned to the interrogation room again to take a closer look.