Marvel turns into Iron Man

It was different from the red wine with muscle relaxants that Miss Stark drank.

Mae Linda was knocked out by ether released through a hole drilled in the cockpit hatch.

It wasn't that professional agents were not skilled, but she didn't expect those things to happen in the back cabin.

But at this time, she had already woken up, and when she woke up, she heard a few guys around her talking about herself.

"Oh God, we're saved, so how do we get out of here?"

Seeing May gradually waking up from the cabin floor, Simmons had a joyful smile on his face.

"Anyway, I definitely can't go through the gate. The gate is locked and connected to the pressurized line."

"Don't you two geniuses have any solution?"

Aunt Mei rubbed against the wall of the cabin bit by bit, looking at Fitz and Simmons playfully.

"It's hard to focus and figure out what to do in a situation like this."

Fitz shrugged slightly, and sighed helplessly.

"Hey, don't freak out, take a deep breath, you don't need to come up with a perfect solution, as long as you can solve the urgent need."

As the only man in the team, the only one who can take care of everyone in the team.

Although Ward was in a hurry, it was difficult to come up with any good method.

He can fight alone, and fight from fist to flesh at close range.

But let him manipulate devices that he's never even heard of, so forget it.

Fitz forced himself to calm down and think carefully. He was thinking about how to turn passive into active.

Several people were tied up at the end of the cabin, and there was only one camera that could see it.

As for the person upstairs, since there has been no movement for so long, I'm afraid it's hopeless.

The only thing they can do is...themselves.

"I remember them seeming to take the 0-84 upstairs, so maybe that's our chance."

Fitz told everyone about his plan, and then received surprised looks from a few people.

"I know it's risky, but this is our last chance."

"Agent Coulson has fallen into their hands. Advisor Stark is dead or alive. We can only rely on ourselves."

Such words not only surprised Fitz, but also gained approval.

"I agree with his plan, as crazy as it is, this is our last chance."

Simmons sighed, and set his eyes on a certain suitcase in the laboratory not far away.

"As soon as we land, that woman Reyes will definitely kill us and plant it on the rebels."

"I agree, so what are we going to do?"

Ward nodded and said, indicating that he had agreed.

"Guys, we have to pass the lab to get upstairs."

"Fitz, the lock switch for our lab is upstairs."

"So we have to find a way to enter the laboratory first, unless we can..."

"Crack-"

A sudden voice interrupted Daisy's words.

She looked at Aunt Mei beside her in surprise, the strange noise just now was also caused by Aunt Mei.

"What the hell is that noise?"

Fitz was taken aback, and looked at Aunt May who was sitting at the farthest side in shock.

"That's her joint, damn it I don't want to do that, it'll hurt like hell."

The first lesson of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s close combat and defensive counterattack.

Deal with two hands tied with a rope, but there is no tool to help get out of trouble.

That is to find a way to break the wrist of one hand.

In this way, the space for the other hand can be enlarged a little, so as to get out of trouble.

But if it is handcuffed, there is only destructive recourse.

You need to break the knuckle of your thumb to get out of the handcuffs.

As a Chinese-American mixed race, Aunt Mei naturally has her own skills.

The other agents could only try to break the bones of their own hands, and they didn't know how to dislocate the joints.

And the result of breaking one's own hand bones is to reduce one's ability, which is actually very troublesome.

Even if some of them dislocate their wrists.

No one will know that this is only a kind of ancient Chinese technology.

This legendary "osteosynthesis" is a technique that specializes in the treatment of fractures and dislocations.

"What's faaaaa—"

The Peruvian policeman upstairs who was in charge of watching several people naturally saw the situation downstairs.

He was wondering where the woman tied up by the rope had gone, when he was knocked unconscious from behind.

This guy didn't even have time to scream, he was thrown down the stairs and fell hard on the cabin floor.

"Okay, what's the next step?"

Aunt Mei also jumped down from the stairs, reaching out to grab back the bone that had come out of her.

That sassy figure surprised the four people who were still leaning behind.

Each of them opened their mouths wide open, looking stunned.

Upstairs, in the intelligence control room, the conversation between the old lovers is still going on.

At this moment, it has come to the sweet memory of recalling bitterness and sweetness.

"Remember, 11 years ago, you suddenly appeared in front of me with agents of S.H.I.E.L.D."

"You are so confident, so mysterious, so attractive."

"At that time, you had more than 100 SHIELD agents, but now, only—"

"Only these few people, yes, the concentrated one is the essence."

Coulson indifferently interrupted Camilla who was lost in memory.

"Oh, Phil, you still don't seem to notice."

Camilla smiled, walked slowly to Coulson and squatted down.

"You're too obsessed with idealism and collectibles."

"You like to put yourself among young and energetic agents without admitting that you have entered a mid-life crisis."

She smiled coquettishly, and stretched out her fingers to gently wrap around the tie between the white shirt of Coulson's suit.

The distance between the two is so close, just like that time many years ago.

"In fact, to be precise, it's more like something that happens in later life."

Coulson also smiled and said indifferently.

"Same thing, and that Chevrolet Corvette."

"Oh, her name is Laura."

"Stop making trouble Phil, you formed this team to find a sense of belonging, and the feeling of being needed, right?"

"They don't need me, all they need is time."

"But your people, they've run out of time."

"Yeah, but you've given them something better, haven't you, a common enemy."

Seeing Camilla's blank expression, Coulson showed his signature smile.

Those who are familiar with him know that whenever Phil shows such an expression, someone will be unlucky.

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Ah, I'm so tired, I really want a recommendation, I really want Money