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Sandwiches with milk or leftover burgers from the morning.

Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. may sound high-end, but in reality, especially when they are busy in the field, life is not moist.Not everyone is James Bond (007), who can pick up a girl after every mission.

Coulson took a bite of the fried egg in the sandwich and let out a contented sigh.After a busy day, this is the first serious meal. After getting old, his stomach no longer allows him to continue eating irregularly.

"Where's Zhang Ming?" Dio came over and asked.

Coulson pointed to the second floor. Because his mouth was full of food, he couldn't speak for a long time. Dio passed the milk over, and he took a big gulp before saying, "In the lounge."

"What is he doing in the lounge?"

It's not even nine o'clock, so he shouldn't be sleepy so early.

Gemma on the side said enviously: "Angela heard about the global riots, so she specially called to see if he was injured."

"They made their relationship public?" Dio asked in surprise.

"Not yet, but... you know, Chinese people are more reserved." Coulson said.

Dior shrugged. As a rich and handsome British gentleman, chasing girls is like breathing. He can't understand emotions like "reserved".

After waiting another 10 minutes, he walked up to the second floor, and just as he was about to knock on the door of the lounge, Zhang Ming came out.

"Finished the call?" Dio asked with a smile.

Zhang Ming looked a little embarrassed by him, and asked cheekily, "What do you need from me?"

"I have something to do." Dio put away his smile. "It is estimated that in a while, we will catch up with the guy who can summon the invisible knife. I want to ask you something."

Zhang Ming looked at him, waiting for Dior to continue.

"I hope you don't make a move and give me a one-on-one chance with him."

Dior's expression is serious and serious. He is a traditional British man with many iconic British traits: he is fastidious, stubborn, somewhat rigid in some aspects, and...extremely important to dignity.

In the battle with the cut, Dior lost, and he lost completely. If the other party hadn't walked in a hurry and hadn't waited for the sun to rise completely, he would have been reduced to ashes under the brilliance of the sun.

This kind of frustration tormented Dio's heart, and he had to defeat the opponent head-on in order to restore his calm.

Zhang Ming looked into his eyes and saw the persistence in Dior's eyes.

"I promise you, but I will watch from the side. If he thinks of any crooked ideas, I will rush up immediately and cut him in half."

"Of course, I don't want to cause a disaster because of my impulsiveness." Dio smiled again, "My business is over, and it's your business."

"I?"

"When are you going to confess your love to Angela? She is a good girl. You have known each other for almost a year. Be careful that she is snatched away by other bastards." Dio said with a smirk.

"Get out." Zhang Ming blushed.

Dio left with a smile, adjusting his state for the next battle.

Zhang Ming leaned against the wall, looking at the clouds passing by outside the window, thinking about Dior's words.He picked up his phone, and the wallpaper was Angela's selfie.

Looking at her smile, the thoughts in my heart were gradually sorted out.

"Let's wait until this operation is over." Zhang Ming said to himself.

Chapter 240 Three Takes Your Clothes Off

"The turtle is dead."

Cut stepped on the brakes, and the jeep came to a sudden stop.

The elf waited for Cut to digest the painful message, and continued after a few seconds: "Cut, you must find a way to get rid of the tracking, otherwise you will be the next one."

Cut sullen.

"Good luck." The elf ended the communication with a trembling voice, and the little blue flower closed again.

The car fell silent.

"Fack!" Cut slapped the steering wheel vigorously, "Fack! Fack! Fack!"

He gasps violently.

The tortoise is a very good friend. During the most painful period of cutting, it was the tortoise who helped him out of the pain.

Suddenly, there was a tingling pain in the ring finger.

He used too much force just now, and the ring on his ring finger got stuck in his flesh.

Cut was once a veteran, had been on the real battlefield, made a lot of achievements, and later had to retire because of post-traumatic stress disorder.At this time, a beautiful woman walked into his life.

That was his wife, the love of his life.

The few years of marriage with his wife were happy. They had a family and a lovely daughter. He also walked out of the shadow of war and found a job that was difficult but allowed him to support the family.

Until some drunken jerk climbed into that goddamn truck at noon one day.

On that day, Cut lost everything.

He wanted to kill the drunk driving bastard, but he couldn't because the police had already thrown the bastard in jail.Cutting that can't even be done with revenge is like a mummy whose blood has been drained. He is sitting at home, waiting for death to come.

It was the elves who knocked on his door and brought him to the organization.

It wasn't called an organization at that time, it was just a small trauma recovery group, and the leader was just an ordinary pastor.