Chapter 112 Shang-Chi’s state and Hattie’s identity
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
The Queen.
Shang-Chi had nightmares for several days.
He wanted to find someone to talk to, but there was no one to talk to.
Peter and Aunt May left for a few days, and Shang-Chi had to take the Black Circle to Midtown High School by himself.
Fortunately, except for Manhattan, which was severely damaged, the other boroughs were not affected too much.
Passing by the construction team that was busy moving away the Chitauri wreckage, Shang Chi's thoughts turned around in his eyes.
He killed.
Killed again.
He happened to be working in Manhattan when the Chitauri invaded, and had no choice but to fight back.
Facing aliens, even with high technology, Shangqi's strength is enough to deal with them.
He killed several Chitauri soldiers and all was well.
Until he saw someone taking advantage of the chaos to commit a crime.
The fallen woman and the robbers who plundered her property.
Shang Qi couldn't hold back and beat the robber to death.
This was something he didn't expect.
Anger rushed to his mind, and his punch seemed to have infinite power, breaking the man's bones.
Although in this chaotic time, no one would notice the death of a ruffian.
But Shang-Chi, who committed the second murder, had nightmares.
He ran back to his apartment in Queens and washed his hands with water for an hour.
It wasn't until his skin turned white from being soaked in water that he stopped and stared blankly at his powerful hands.
For some reason, he was a little scared.
He is obviously a scumbag, so he will die.
But he began to fear that he would go back to the life he once had.
He didn't want to be like his father, who was cruel and ruthless.
So he started having nightmares.
In the dream, he returned to the Ten Ring Gang station.
He saw his father.
Civil and military.
and also……
younger sister.
He didn't dare to look into his sister's eyes, he was afraid of seeing disappointment.
It was his own escape that left his sister there.
Wen Wu in the dream was still alive, just like he did the night he left, putting the weapon in his hand.
"Go and kill him."
The ruthless tone carried an order that could not be refused.
kill?
Who to kill?
You are a natural killing machine.
Go kill those people, kill those people who are in the way.
Shang-Chi struggled, he didn't want to be a killing machine, let alone a killer without emotions.
He dropped his weapon and ran away.
This once warm home became like a prison.
He ran and looked back to see his sister's disappointed eyes and crying expression.
Wen Wu's gloomy face.
He didn't dare to look. As he ran, the darkness came closer to him, trying to swallow him completely.
"what happened to you?"
Shang Qi woke up, and the white-haired old man next to him waved his hand, "How did you manage to sleep standing up on the street?"
"Sorry, I..." Shang Qi left in a hurry.
The old man was left with a puzzled look on his face.
...
Taran Industries, after John came out, it became desperate working hours again.
"The newly established recycling and cleaning department?" John stared at the document that needed to be signed and looked at Hatty.
Hattie said calmly: "The group of people recruited by Ferdinand."
"Oh, it's them." John remembered what he said yesterday to ask a group of people to recover Chitauri technology.
A clean signature, and John signed a few more in a row.
Nothing more than losses these days and some need to buy equipment.
Orloff bought several pieces of land in Washington to build new energy power generation, which made Tallan Industries' financial situation a bit dangerous.
After the military saw the great power of the Iron Soldiers, they felt that they were one of the few treasures that could compete with aliens, and signed a new order.
Taran Industries now has less and less funds in its account, which makes people really anxious.
John glanced casually, "Business can slow down a bit during this period."
Hattie nodded. John finished all the work and leaned back on the comfortable chair. "Give me a cup of coffee. I want a hand grinder. Thank you."
Hearing his words, Hattie curled her lips, and after going out, she took out a pack of instant coffee and brewed it with hot water.
John couldn't drink it anyway.
After this period of assistant career, Hattie also gradually learned some things about John.
For example, she suspected that John didn't actually have a sense of taste.
She has been observing for a long time. When it comes to drinking coffee, John never cares what kind of coffee he drinks.
In other words, he just cares about the state of drinking coffee.
The same goes for eating. She had never seen anything edible in John's refrigerator.
When eating out, I always take one bite and never touch it again.
So Hattie speculated that maybe John didn't dislike eating, but just couldn't taste it.
After bringing the instant coffee in, John took a sip casually, with a satisfied look on his face.
"Don't you think wearing sunglasses is in the way?"
John glanced at Hattie's sunglasses that took up half of her face.
Hattie said calmly: "I like these sunglasses."
"Then you really love me deeply." John put down his coffee and said lazily, "If you don't wear sunglasses to work, how about I give you a salary increase?"
"No." Hattie refused decisively.
After she finished speaking, she found that John didn't speak.
Looking sideways, John was staring at him.
"I think you should understand me, Miss Hattie." John said lightly, "I don't mind where you come from, just like Natasha."
"Concealing it will only create distance between us."
John's words have been stated plainly.
Hattie also hesitated.
Speaking of which, John had no reservations about her.
Not only did Hattie know the identity of the wizard, but he also allowed Hattie to witness the emergence of the second alliance openly.
It is impossible not to be moved by Hattie's behavior.
As an agent, being so trusted is not because of his superb acting skills, let alone his outstanding appearance.
It's just because of John's arrogance and trust in employing people.
So after hesitating for a while, Hattie said: "I am an agent."
John said calmly: "I know."
Taking a deep breath, Hattie continued: "I am an agent of MI[-], and I was ordered to come here to become an assistant."
She wanted to see a hint of anger on John's face, but she failed.
John looked calm, as if he was listening to someone else's story.
He was just a little surprised when he heard MI[-].
I didn't expect it to be an agent from my hometown.
Seeing that he didn't react much, Hattie had no choice but to say: "I'm not spying on you or trying to harm you. On the contrary, I'm here to assist you. My superiors have given me a lot of freedom."
"Your superior is very smart." John smiled, "I think we can let go of our grudges."
He stood up and walked to Hattie, stared into the eyes under the sunglasses, and said, "Welcome, Miss Hattie Xiao."
He stretched out his hand, with a smile on his lips, and said, "It would be better if you could solve the problem."
Hatty raised the corners of her mouth and smiled: "What are you thinking about, boss."
Want to escape work?
no way!
After piercing the window paper, Hattie felt relieved.
It's not a good feeling to have a secret.
then……
She looked at the coffee cup in her hand, lost in thought.
"Do you have to drink hand grinding?"
She glared at the closed office door fiercely, poured out the coffee beans, and added ten sugar cubes to the cup.
...
Taran Industries' underground laboratories are off-limits.
Even Orlov had to declare to enter.
John walked in and saw Ivan, who had rarely put down his fighter armor, and was pouring out Chitauri weapons.
"The materials of these weapons are higher than our materials." Ivan took off his goggles and said with a toothpick in his mouth. "In terms of technology alone, they are also ahead of us."
He pointed at a damaged aircraft, "Levitation technology, I dismantled it and found that the technology inside is somewhat similar to the magic crystal you gave me."
Take out a purple oval-shaped object. This object is the core of Chitauri technology.
A source of energy to power Chitauri weapons that can be used in a variety of ways.
Apart from anything else, even if these materials are sold, they can create a large amount of income for Talan Industry.
But only fools will sell these things, the technology inside is the most important.
"The technology team is a bit weak." John thought deeply after hearing this, and couldn't leave everything to Ivan alone.
Even if Ivan doesn't mind, the efficiency of one person working hard is not as efficient as a group of people doing research.
John plans to expand his research team.
Taran Science and Technology Department.
...
Shang-Chi had nightmares for several days.
He wanted to find someone to talk to, but there was no one to talk to.
Peter and Aunt May left for a few days, and Shang-Chi had to take the Black Circle to Midtown High School by himself.
Fortunately, except for Manhattan, which was severely damaged, the other boroughs were not affected too much.
Passing by the construction team that was busy moving away the Chitauri wreckage, Shang Chi's thoughts turned around in his eyes.
He killed.
Killed again.
He happened to be working in Manhattan when the Chitauri invaded, and had no choice but to fight back.
Facing aliens, even with high technology, Shangqi's strength is enough to deal with them.
He killed several Chitauri soldiers and all was well.
Until he saw someone taking advantage of the chaos to commit a crime.
The fallen woman and the robbers who plundered her property.
Shang Qi couldn't hold back and beat the robber to death.
This was something he didn't expect.
Anger rushed to his mind, and his punch seemed to have infinite power, breaking the man's bones.
Although in this chaotic time, no one would notice the death of a ruffian.
But Shang-Chi, who committed the second murder, had nightmares.
He ran back to his apartment in Queens and washed his hands with water for an hour.
It wasn't until his skin turned white from being soaked in water that he stopped and stared blankly at his powerful hands.
For some reason, he was a little scared.
He is obviously a scumbag, so he will die.
But he began to fear that he would go back to the life he once had.
He didn't want to be like his father, who was cruel and ruthless.
So he started having nightmares.
In the dream, he returned to the Ten Ring Gang station.
He saw his father.
Civil and military.
and also……
younger sister.
He didn't dare to look into his sister's eyes, he was afraid of seeing disappointment.
It was his own escape that left his sister there.
Wen Wu in the dream was still alive, just like he did the night he left, putting the weapon in his hand.
"Go and kill him."
The ruthless tone carried an order that could not be refused.
kill?
Who to kill?
You are a natural killing machine.
Go kill those people, kill those people who are in the way.
Shang-Chi struggled, he didn't want to be a killing machine, let alone a killer without emotions.
He dropped his weapon and ran away.
This once warm home became like a prison.
He ran and looked back to see his sister's disappointed eyes and crying expression.
Wen Wu's gloomy face.
He didn't dare to look. As he ran, the darkness came closer to him, trying to swallow him completely.
"what happened to you?"
Shang Qi woke up, and the white-haired old man next to him waved his hand, "How did you manage to sleep standing up on the street?"
"Sorry, I..." Shang Qi left in a hurry.
The old man was left with a puzzled look on his face.
...
Taran Industries, after John came out, it became desperate working hours again.
"The newly established recycling and cleaning department?" John stared at the document that needed to be signed and looked at Hatty.
Hattie said calmly: "The group of people recruited by Ferdinand."
"Oh, it's them." John remembered what he said yesterday to ask a group of people to recover Chitauri technology.
A clean signature, and John signed a few more in a row.
Nothing more than losses these days and some need to buy equipment.
Orloff bought several pieces of land in Washington to build new energy power generation, which made Tallan Industries' financial situation a bit dangerous.
After the military saw the great power of the Iron Soldiers, they felt that they were one of the few treasures that could compete with aliens, and signed a new order.
Taran Industries now has less and less funds in its account, which makes people really anxious.
John glanced casually, "Business can slow down a bit during this period."
Hattie nodded. John finished all the work and leaned back on the comfortable chair. "Give me a cup of coffee. I want a hand grinder. Thank you."
Hearing his words, Hattie curled her lips, and after going out, she took out a pack of instant coffee and brewed it with hot water.
John couldn't drink it anyway.
After this period of assistant career, Hattie also gradually learned some things about John.
For example, she suspected that John didn't actually have a sense of taste.
She has been observing for a long time. When it comes to drinking coffee, John never cares what kind of coffee he drinks.
In other words, he just cares about the state of drinking coffee.
The same goes for eating. She had never seen anything edible in John's refrigerator.
When eating out, I always take one bite and never touch it again.
So Hattie speculated that maybe John didn't dislike eating, but just couldn't taste it.
After bringing the instant coffee in, John took a sip casually, with a satisfied look on his face.
"Don't you think wearing sunglasses is in the way?"
John glanced at Hattie's sunglasses that took up half of her face.
Hattie said calmly: "I like these sunglasses."
"Then you really love me deeply." John put down his coffee and said lazily, "If you don't wear sunglasses to work, how about I give you a salary increase?"
"No." Hattie refused decisively.
After she finished speaking, she found that John didn't speak.
Looking sideways, John was staring at him.
"I think you should understand me, Miss Hattie." John said lightly, "I don't mind where you come from, just like Natasha."
"Concealing it will only create distance between us."
John's words have been stated plainly.
Hattie also hesitated.
Speaking of which, John had no reservations about her.
Not only did Hattie know the identity of the wizard, but he also allowed Hattie to witness the emergence of the second alliance openly.
It is impossible not to be moved by Hattie's behavior.
As an agent, being so trusted is not because of his superb acting skills, let alone his outstanding appearance.
It's just because of John's arrogance and trust in employing people.
So after hesitating for a while, Hattie said: "I am an agent."
John said calmly: "I know."
Taking a deep breath, Hattie continued: "I am an agent of MI[-], and I was ordered to come here to become an assistant."
She wanted to see a hint of anger on John's face, but she failed.
John looked calm, as if he was listening to someone else's story.
He was just a little surprised when he heard MI[-].
I didn't expect it to be an agent from my hometown.
Seeing that he didn't react much, Hattie had no choice but to say: "I'm not spying on you or trying to harm you. On the contrary, I'm here to assist you. My superiors have given me a lot of freedom."
"Your superior is very smart." John smiled, "I think we can let go of our grudges."
He stood up and walked to Hattie, stared into the eyes under the sunglasses, and said, "Welcome, Miss Hattie Xiao."
He stretched out his hand, with a smile on his lips, and said, "It would be better if you could solve the problem."
Hatty raised the corners of her mouth and smiled: "What are you thinking about, boss."
Want to escape work?
no way!
After piercing the window paper, Hattie felt relieved.
It's not a good feeling to have a secret.
then……
She looked at the coffee cup in her hand, lost in thought.
"Do you have to drink hand grinding?"
She glared at the closed office door fiercely, poured out the coffee beans, and added ten sugar cubes to the cup.
...
Taran Industries' underground laboratories are off-limits.
Even Orlov had to declare to enter.
John walked in and saw Ivan, who had rarely put down his fighter armor, and was pouring out Chitauri weapons.
"The materials of these weapons are higher than our materials." Ivan took off his goggles and said with a toothpick in his mouth. "In terms of technology alone, they are also ahead of us."
He pointed at a damaged aircraft, "Levitation technology, I dismantled it and found that the technology inside is somewhat similar to the magic crystal you gave me."
Take out a purple oval-shaped object. This object is the core of Chitauri technology.
A source of energy to power Chitauri weapons that can be used in a variety of ways.
Apart from anything else, even if these materials are sold, they can create a large amount of income for Talan Industry.
But only fools will sell these things, the technology inside is the most important.
"The technology team is a bit weak." John thought deeply after hearing this, and couldn't leave everything to Ivan alone.
Even if Ivan doesn't mind, the efficiency of one person working hard is not as efficient as a group of people doing research.
John plans to expand his research team.
Taran Science and Technology Department.
...
