[Comprehensive British and American] God's life is difficult and how to break it

Since knowing that Ares came out to be a demon again, Newbella has been thinking about how to get rid of him.Taking advantage of Peter nervously checking the doors and windows, she found a blank piece of paper and scored Ares and her abilities using the S.H.I.E.L.D.

The result is clear at a glance: Ares is a master with full marks in fighting, scouting, strength, flight speed, experience, and tactics, while she is a fighter who is struggling near the passing line in all six items.

Even though she immediately started devil training day and night, trying to close the gap in fighting as much as possible, she was still far behind the opponent in terms of flying speed and strength.

"I hate these gods who rely on genes to cheat." She rolled the paper into a ball depressedly. "The tasteless tactics are useless. He can slap me hundreds of kilometers away with one palm."

"Who is going to blow you away? Ares?" Peter ran over nervously, "Don't do anything stupid!" Why is his hearing so good?Oh, because he is [Spider-Man]!

"No one." Newbella replied wearily, "What's wrong with my dad?"

Peter's expression suddenly became unnatural: "Uh...no, nothing."

Newbella stared at him for a long time, shook his head and said, "Peter, you are really bad at lying... Is my dad's abnormality related to those secret agents?"

"Hey, it's really nothing." Peter waved his hands awkwardly. "Normal... normal work handover, reports and so on. Really, they will sit down and have a harmonious exchange. Right, Gemma?"

Gemma forced a sweet smile at them: "Yes."

Newbella expressed doubts: "Will...?"

"Back! Back! Everyone back! Put down your guns!" Coulson stopped the two groups of people who were ready to fight at any time, and the strike team shouted, "We are colleagues, not enemies!"

"It wasn't us who raised the guns first!" A commando member said angrily, "Look at the muzzles aimed at us!"

"Oh, are you serious?" Tony laughed angrily, "Isn't it you who came to my house to arrest people without any explanation? Or without evidence!"

"Stark, this is a normal reasonable doubt..."

"Fucking reasonable doubt! Can you just talk about concepts after studying in law school?" Tony was angry, "Don't you hold the FBI's stupid technicians accountable, don't hold the three who took the Chitauri helmet out of the sandbox The responsibility of an idiot agent, instead of arresting Ares who is absconding, come to harass Newbella? Hello~~~ Should I remind all geniuses that she and Peter are the ones who contributed the most to this matter !"

"Stark, don't get excited. Let the kid down, we can have a good talk..."

"Absolutely impossible!" Tony said with a cold face, "I'm really grateful to the bastards of the council for forcibly passing the protection law for underage agents."

"Don't be like this, those victimized students are still waiting for an antidote." Coulson said earnestly, "Well, if you are really worried, I can go up with you alone—without any weapons, and all commandos will withdraw to the Trident headquarters .”

Agent Hand yelled in disapproval, "Phil—"

Coulson raised his hand and made a pause gesture: "How?"

"That's a good idea," Steve said. "Tony?"

"I'm not sure, Rhodes, what do you think?" Tony didn't relax, staring at the opposite side, "Help me assess the risk."

"Not bad." Colonel Rhodes withdrew his hand, "Of course, Coulson's personal safety is guaranteed..."

"After all, we are not senior agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. who have no bottom line." Tony rushed to answer, Agent Hand turned pale with anger, and the commandos were even more furious, only Coulson responded calmly.

"One last thing." Bucky put the gun back in the holster. "Borrow your theory—if the child is injured in the future, you will be the first to be suspected. Reasonable suspicion, isn't it?"

"I'm so touched." Tony reached out to give him a high five meanly, "As expected of my dad's old friend."

Agent Hand pursed his lips tightly, and his face was straight and straight, like a poor-quality statue made by an impure sculptor with a pedicure knife, always an angry and ugly look.

Coulson meant what he said, and he disarmed all weapons, including key chains and other items that Tony thought were questionable.The people of S.H.I.E.L.D. began to retreat in an orderly manner, and after Jarvis reported that the commandos and Agent Hand were ten kilometers away, Tony called Peter on the radio: "You can come down, Coulson wants to talk to her. "

"Look." Peter breathed out, "I told you that this was a friendly and harmonious meeting, and no force was used. Oh, Coulson is waiting for you."

"Hmm...wait a minute." Newbera walked to the center of the laboratory in two steps and looked down through the translucent floor, "Why is my dad wearing a combat uniform? He removed the splint that bound his arm?! "

.......Ruined.Peter thought tragically, how could I have forgotten that she can see far away...

He looked to Gemma for help, but the other party was obsessed with the experiment and did not receive his SOS signal.

........you wish you were lucky, Mr. Stark.Peter prayed to himself.

"I'll talk to Coulson first before educating him!" Newbella picked up "Elipe's Notebook", "Jemma, let me borrow your note."

"It was originally..." Gemma turned her head and met her suggestive eyes, "Oh... oh, okay, be careful not to get wrinkled."

"What's this?" Peter asked. "Your notes from S.H.I.E.L.D."

"Um...well, yes." Gemma is better at lying than Peter, just these two sentences made her palms sweat, "That...Peter, you are not going to see Cole Sen?"

"I'll take something." Newbera took the coat and the paper with the score and analysis of combat power, "Let's go!"

Coulson was waiting for her in a small conference room that was temporarily vacated. The room was brightly lit, making the table slightly hot and shining brightly on his forehead.In the center of the conference table, there is a pot of half-dead green radishes, and the way it grows shows that it is Bucky's masterpiece.

"Only plants that have experienced the baptism of death drums can grow like this." Newbera pushed the "Elipe's Notes" and the score and analysis of combat power, "Rod persuaded them to turn off the monitor?"

Coulson nodded: "What are these?"

"This is the God of Medicine's note, I guess Gemma will need it. As for this..." Newbera opened the paper in shame, "The score and analysis of the combat power between me and Ares."

"I hope Gemma can make full use of this notebook." Coulson glanced at the paper casually, "It's almost as I imagined, he is the god of war, and you are the five scum of war. Can't you ask other gods for help?"

"No, but they... probably won't add to the chaos." Newbella spread his hands, "The situation is more complicated, mainly related to Zeus's intermittent seizures of large and small brain twitches."

"Has Ares contacted you?" Coulson asked bluntly, "Did you know beforehand that he was coming to Earth?"

"No, I don't know." Newbera answered neatly, "He left Olympus more than ten years ago-this is against the rules and should have been severely punished, but his mother protected him."

"A bear child is always backed by a bear parent." Coulson expressed his understanding, "Is he like this before? Playing monsters everywhere and killing creatures?"

"Otherwise, how do you think World War I and World War II fought?"

Coulson took 2 minutes to digest the sentence: "Do you think he... he's going to start three wars?"

"God knows, I don't know him well." Newbella picked the hole in his jeans irritably, "Do you think Thor can beat him?"

"Maybe...can be." Coulson said uncertainly, "They are not gods of a mythological system..."

"So I'm the best choice." Newbera sat up straight, "I roughly estimated that even if I explored my potential to the peak state through training, the best result of going heads-up with him would be the same—"

"We don't fight alone." Coulson interrupted her, "[The Avengers] rely on group combat."

"Yes, yes, they are all superheroes—human superheroes." Newbera said impatiently, "So, they still have to face the cycle of birth, old age, sickness and death. Ares can poke all members to death with his little finger." .”

"What about you? Humans can't kill you, but Ares can." Coulson asked back, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Newbella thought for a while: "I'm afraid... I'm afraid that if I die, I won't be able to watch new and updated American dramas, and I won't be able to supervise my dad's healthy life, and I won't be able to talk to Peter...Well, it seems that at present, I seem to be the only demigod who has any hope of killing Ares..."

"Then there's no need to hurry to die. Ares hasn't started bombing New York yet—" Coulson said mockingly, "I don't understand why New York gets bombed every time."

Newbella pursed her lips in sympathy.

Coulson said again: "Do you know what my plan is? Issue a global arrest warrant to track Ares, study his tactics and weaknesses, and hurry up to train you so that you and other members can cooperate perfectly-maybe urge your dad Invent more high-tech weapons."

"Get rid of the weapons that Ares can't rely on human beings." Newbella has a headache when he thinks about it, "I bet he can't even shed blood."

"What weapon can kill him?" Coulson asked, "Thor's Meow Hammer? Or Loki's Scepter?"

"Hard to say……."

"We will always find a way." Coulson deliberately emphasized "we", "It's still the same sentence, the victory of the [Avengers] relies on group combat."

Newbella came to the leisure area again, and the warm sunset shone in through the tall floor-to-ceiling windows, reflecting Bucky's metal arm in golden light. Sam sat next to him with Heichao, looking unhappy.

As soon as Tony saw her, he quickly stood up, pointed to his arms and boasted: "Look, it's well tied! The doctor checked it, and there's nothing serious! Coulson didn't force you to answer harsh questions, did he?"

"No, it was a friendly and harmonious meeting."

Peter on the opposite side blushed immediately.

"So..." Tony gestured nervously, "What are they... what are they going to do?"

"Increase my training time and consultation hours." Newbera rolled his eyes, "They are planning to open a course on Ares at the A.I.E.L.D. Academy, and they have to find a way to kill him after searching through ancient Greek mythology."

"Very good, very good, what else?" Tony pulled her to his side, and looked at her carefully with the light from the metal arm, "Well, there is no trauma."

"He repeatedly emphasized the importance of teamwork." Newbera's face collapsed, "he said it at least eight hundred times."

The members all laughed, with Tony laughing the most.

The phone rang at this moment, and Peter turned his head to look at it and said: "The front desk is calling."

"It's probably a takeaway." Tony asked Peter to press the PA button, "Annie, what's the matter?"

"Mr. Stark, here is a courier for Miss Stark, do you need to deliver it?"

"I haven't ordered a courier." Newbella became vigilant, "Annie, who is the sender?"

After a sound of flipping the carton, Anne said: "It wasn't written on the courier slip, but the courier left his name and phone number, asking you to contact him if you have any questions."

"What's his name?"

"Aris."

The author has something to say: Dangdangdang~ Ares makes his debut~