Chapter 8 Hard-to-Eat!

Only one knife!

It instantly killed a terrifying monster with a body height of 100 meters and a destructive power comparable to that of a cruise missile!

Coulson was horrified.

grim Reaper......

It is an individual creature that is far more terrifying than the virtual, and even more difficult to deal with than those humans with special functions that he has encountered before!

Powerful individual strength, unknown magical means, and the level involving the soul, no matter from which perspective, it seems that the death god in front of him is not an existence that S.H.I.E.L.D. can control at present!

"..."

For a while, Coulson fell silent.

He didn't know what attitude to use to represent S.H.I.E.L.D. and human beings to face such an unknown and terrifying existence!

As a professional S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, Coulson understands something deeply.

If there is no limit to the power, it will inevitably lead to a huge disaster.

The world is chaotic, it has positive and negative sides, justice and evil are opposed to each other, but they are indispensable.

Absolute justice is not desirable, and absolutely evil is not desirable. I feel that the existence of S.H.I.E.L.D. is responsible for mediating and governing between the two!

Just like those superheroes, all have their own rival super villains, SHIELD and pray to eliminate evil, they only hope to stabilize the balance between the two!

But now, the balance is broken!

The god of death that suddenly appeared, a term that has never been heard before, broke the balance of this world!

Just as Lord was about to turn around and leave, he was stopped by Coulson behind him.

"Wait, Mr. Death!"

Coulson endured the severe pain all over his body and struggled to get up from the ground:

"My name is Phil Coulson. I am an agent of the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency. On behalf of the United States and mankind, I would like to express my sincere thanks to you for destroying this monster!"

This large string of English made Lord stunned for a few seconds, and then he said with a strange expression: "You said that you are... What bureau of the country is here?"

"You can also call it S.H.I.E.L.D., Mr. Death." Coulson showed a look that had long been familiar to him.

After all, the full name of S.H.I.E.L.D. is the same as Da Vinci, and Coulson has never seen anyone who can completely remember the name of their organization in more than 20 years of business.

"Okay... SHIELD."

Lorde nodded slightly, and then smiled gently: "If you thank me, you will be spared. Do you have anything to do with me?"

Seeing that the other party was so easy to talk and seemed to be very friendly, Coulson was relieved, and after thinking about it in his heart, he said:

"That's right, Mr. Death, we S.H.I.E.L.D. have always been committed to protecting human beings and eliminating all dangers and abnormal situations, so we would like to ask you a few questions about the large monster just now. Do you think it's okay?"

"I reject."

Lorde looked indifferent and smiled slightly: "Whether it's S.H.I.E.L.D. or a human being, what does it have to do with me? You guard the living, we guard the dead, that's all."

"Uh......"

Coulson froze for a moment.

As the death god said, one guards the organization of the living, and the other guards the organization of the dead. There is no necessary connection between the two, so why should people answer his questions?

But that's not what Fury wanted, and it's not what he wanted!

Coulson added: "I don't think so, Mr. Death!"

"Oh?"

Lorde raised his eyebrows slightly, and a trace of impatience flashed in his blue eyes: "Then what do you think it should be?"

Oops!

Coulson could see clearly that the god of death was obviously impatient.

But due to the duty,

Coulson had to bite the bullet and said, "I'm blunt, Mr. Death, you just said that there is no connection between us, but the monster that appeared today has obviously threatened us!"

"This......"

Lord hesitated slightly, with a hint of helplessness and anger on his face: "This is just an accident."

The flash of helplessness and anger was captured by Coulson very accurately.

There is a play!

Coulson's heart was suddenly overjoyed, and several thoughts flashed in his mind.

Coulson then said: "Mr. Death, as far as I know, there have been dozens of such accidents in a year.

The resulting construction losses are estimated to be at least tens of billions of dollars, of course, these may not be a big deal in your opinion.

But when these monsters appeared, hundreds of people were killed. As the living, shouldn't we ask? "

have to say.

Coulson is really good. Not only did he keenly capture his mood swings, he guessed and even grasped the flaws in his words, and in turn questioned him.

But it's a pity.

All of Coulson's speculations are based on the fact that all of this is true!

"Are you... questioning me?"

Lorde's eyes narrowed slightly, his voice became a little cold, and a little spiritual pressure was released!

boom!

Coulson suddenly felt a heavy pressure, and was instantly pressed to the ground!

heavy! fear!

It's like the deep sea under ten thousand meters, invisible pressure is coming from all directions, and even breathing has become an extravagant hope!

"no no......"

Coulson was terrified, squirming his lips with difficulty, and said, "You misunderstood... I'm not questioning you!"

"Humph."

Lorde was condescending, and his eyes were slightly cold: "A mere human, to speak to me in such a tone, is really courageous!"

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

Coulson didn't think this man would be afraid of the so-called S.H.I.E.L.D.

Coulson said very interestingly: "Mr. Death, we just want to talk to you, and there is no malicious intent!"

"Talk about it?"

Lord smiled, with a hint of disdain in his tone: "Just rely on you, what can you talk to me about?"

"Cooperation!"

Coulson said immediately: "You protect the dead, and we protect the living, we can cooperate completely to protect the world together!"

"Cooperation?"

Lorde looked indifferent, sneered, and said, "It's a pity... you guys are not worthy to discuss cooperation with me."

"But......"

Before Coulson could finish speaking, Lord suddenly tapped a finger on his forehead.

"One of the Binding Roads, Plug!"

An invisible force tied Coulson's arms back and gagged his mouth at the same time.

"Goodbye...interesting humans."

Lorde took a momentary step and disappeared from Coulson's sight.

So far.

His plan is preliminary completed!

If you want to deceive S.H.I.E.L.D., who is Nick Fury?

A surviving World War II veteran, who has been in charge of S.H.I.E.L.D. for decades, has a delicate mind and is suspicious, has extremely tough wrists, and has participated in most secret plans.

Someone once commented: No one can guess what this braised egg is thinking, and no one knows who he trusts.

No one even knows if the person standing in front of him is really 'Nick Fury'!

In the face of such a cunning and cunning person, Lorde must be careful step by step, and must not show his tricks!

so.

If you want that suspicious braised egg to believe that there really is a "death" and a "corpse soul world" in the world, then his attitude and airs must not be too low!

He has to show the mystery, as well as the powerful and terrifying strength of an ancient organization that has been inherited for thousands of years!

Man...that's it.

The harder it is to get something, the more they cherish it.

Things are like this, and so are people!