[Zhongyingmei] Do something!Do something!Do something!

As the saying goes, if a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, let his subordinates go first when it comes to death.

With such a big threat from Tang Song, Amanda would certainly not foolishly risk her life. The person sent to contact Tang Song was called Lawrence. This middle-aged man who looked about five or sixty years old could be regarded as a One of Amanda's confidantes.

Tang Song, who was trained by a flower grower with the traditional virtues of respecting the old and caring for the young, of course would not be the same as treating those lively spies, who would be tied up and hanged without even saying a word.

She was smiling and sitting in the car with the roof overturned, and Coulson showed a helpless expression beside her.

In fact, seeing Tianyan will be deflated, as a loyal S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, he is quite happy.

The last work that was supposed to come with her has long been sent back to the summoning space by Tang Song. After all, she might fight with the people from the Tianyan Society without saying a word. The bullet has no eyes and hurts the words of the last work. Some white-haired lolicon is going to go berserk.

As for what others will think when they see the disappearing picture of the last work, Tang Song doesn't care so much, and she doesn't live by the sea.

"Hey, did you bring the ransom?"

Just as Lawrence opened his mouth to hold back a sentence, he couldn't help feeling chest tightness and shortness of breath.

But before coming here, through the information passed on by the person sent to S.H.I.E.L.D. by the Sky Eye, knowing that the other party is a powerful person who cannot be offended, he still signaled his subordinates with a livid face to hand over the box containing the money to Tang. Ode to hand.

Tang Song opened the box, looked at the neatly stacked US dollars inside, closed the lid with satisfaction, jumped out of the car, and smashed the tracker on it.

"No need to send it, I'll go back by myself." As she said that, she did not forget to turn her head and raised an eyebrow at Coulson: "Don't forget to send the money, you don't want me to get it myself?" Coulson nodded hastily, Seeing this, she slowly left the place with the box in her hand.

As for whether she will get lost... Xiaoyu's skills are not for display - although she can only borrow the skills of one summoned character a day.

"I am back."

As always, Tang Song opened the door and saw Xiaoyu who was cleaning. She took a mop and dutifully cleaned up the Punisher, which was not a clean place.Chi Hong hugged Pikachu and sat on the sofa watching anime, while Huahua and the others ran out early in the morning to maintain law and order.

Accelerator was sleeping soundly on the simple bed.

Xiaoyu stopped and looked towards this side, with a stunning smile on his face: "Welcome back, Mr. Tang Song."

Tang Song recalled the last work from the summoning space, handed the box to Xiaoyu, the housekeeper who was temporarily in charge of financial power because she didn't get an economical talent, and lay face down on the table.

"It's so tiring to do things. Why did you want to do things so excitedly? Isn't it good to eat and drink? Isn't it good to paddle water? Isn't it good to call 666 to the Chaoying bosses in the background? So this story It can be blatantly called the salted fish eating and drinking career in the combined Anglo-American world, maybe there will be more people watching it than the three emphasized troublemakers, and the comments will also skyrocket!"

Before Xiaoyu put away the pile, Tang Song, who was suddenly complaining inexplicably, thought for a while and asked with concern: "Master Tang Song, are you having nightmares again?"

"There are a lot of characters summoned recently." Tang Song waved his hand weakly: "Is there anything to eat? I just went out to pretend to beep, and the magic power consumption is a bit high. Continue to replenish food. If meat is the best."

Xiaoyu took out the remaining pizza: "For the sake of your spirit, let's slow down the speed of summoning characters."

After all, every time a character is summoned, Tang Song will receive the memory of the other party in the dream, although these memories are only before the other party is summoned, and this kind of thing is not known until Tang Song summons Xiaoyu for the first time.

Fortunately, Xiaoyu and Chihong who were first summoned did not have a long life experience, but even so, Tang Song suffered from memory confusion several times.

The only advantage is that after receiving the memory, you can randomly extract an ability from the summoned character.

——That's why Coulson and others felt that Tang Song's spirit was very different before and after. Just because she didn't become a mentally ill resident in Arkham, they can praise her as a determined person .

"That's not enough for me."

Tang Song pursed his mouth and reached out to pick up a slice of pizza and stuffed it into his mouth to chew. Xiaoyu calmly cleaned up the crumbs she dropped on the ground and said, "Let's go out for barbecue tonight as a welcome for newcomers."

The newcomer undoubtedly refers to Accelerator and The Last Work.

Obviously they have all attended the Warm House Party after they were summoned—— Tang Song, who understood that Xiaoyu was just looking for a reason to help her satisfy her greed, raised her hands in cheers: "It's great!"

"By the way, where's the black tea?" Tang Song looked around but couldn't find the figure of Ying Ling Wei Gong, and couldn't help frowning.Xiaoyu explained beside him: "He was worried about Huahua, Paopao, and Mao Mao, so he went out to escort them."

As expected of Emiya!The most reliable mother role!

There seems to be something wrong, but there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

Swallowing the last bite of pizza, Tang Song took the handkerchief Xiaoyu handed over and wiped the corners of his mouth: "After I left with Last Work, did Frank send any news here? Did Wilson call me back?"

"Mr. Custer called and said that he found some clues related to the original shooting, and the base was handed over to us for maintenance before he came back." Xiaoyu played the role of secretary again at this time: "Mr. Entrusted application. The other party wants you to feel that 19th Avenue and 73rd Street have helped him, and he is willing to pay three times the reward."

"Why is this request so familiar?" Tang Song fell into deep thought, and suddenly tapped his palm: "Ah! Isn't this the request of the person on the phone I hung up before? I didn't expect to be so rich."

Thinking of the gunshots in the background when the phone call came, even if I rushed there now, I would probably be cold... It hurts to miss this business that can definitely make money.

Tang Song frowned and touched his chest.

"Do you need to buy some papayas to stew?" Xiaoyu suggested empathetically, "Judging from Mr. Black Tea's housekeeping ability, it shouldn't be a problem to make rich and fierce dishes."

Under Tang Song's expressionless gaze, her voice became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

"I always feel that my majesty as a master is getting smaller and smaller."

Tang Song changed his posture and fell on the blanket on the ground, hugged Pikachu who came to her, lowered his head and rubbed that cute face complainingly, and then fell to the ground with electric shock, his hands and feet twitched.

No, actually you never had that kind of thing.

Xiaoyu looked at Tang Song's look of being able to go out and pretend to be a black man, and held back the truth.