Chapter 19： Agents of SHIELD

I seem to be ... a second?

Quinn Saint recalled that immediately after he wished to acquire Sun Wukong's life-long knowledge, he felt his own anger immediately. Therefore, he had no idea that this should be the simplest step, but Rona could not get out.

Having said that, of course, it ca n’t be said to hit people, because Sainte said a kind-hearted lie to comfort Lorna: "It has also taken a long time, Lorna, you are not a Chinese, it is difficult to understand 'qi' Normal, don't feel discouraged. "

"Ok……"

Time passed more than half an hour.

老板 "Boss! I feel it! I finally feel it!"

Lona jumped up from the floor with a look of excitement and said to herself ecstatically: "This is my anger ... so huge ..."

Because Sainte secretly wiped the cold sweat, although the gas delivered each time was not much, but the "giving of breath" more than twenty consecutive times, he almost squeezed him out. Before this moment, he even had a little I wonder if Lona, a foreigner who knows nothing about Chinese culture, will never be able to sense her anger ...

很好 "Very good, you first familiarize yourself with this feeling. Until tomorrow, you have a deeper understanding of your own qi, and then we will start learning‘ breathing shielding ’.”

Because of the rise of Sainte, I left the quiet room to Lorna: "I'm going to open the store. You can stay a little longer to consolidate this brand-new feeling, wait for the meal, and then start work."

好的 "Okay, thank you boss."

"you are welcome."

Quinn Saint stepped out of the quiet room and went down to the restaurant on the first floor. After doing some preparations in the kitchen, he held the meal and opened the door.

At this time, Lorna also stepped down the stairs on time, with a weird expression, came to Incente and asked: "Boss, you say that I am 100 times more angry than ordinary people. By this standard, how much is yours? "

"..."

Because of Saint's long silence, she reluctantly replied: "Three times more than ordinary people." (In fact, there are only a little more than two times. This grandson has been seriously rounded ...)

"It's only three times ..."

Lona showed a "sure enough" expression: "I still wonder if it was wrong. I always feel that compared with my anger, your anger is weak ..."

Quinn sacrificed his lips, "I'm not a mutant, of course."

Lorna smiled "Hey", and suddenly found her confidence: "Looking at you like a worldly superior, I thought how powerful it was, I was not my opponent at all!"

"Ha ha."

Yin Yin sneered, threatening rather unkempt, "I don't think you want to learn‘ breathing shield ’?”

"Boss, you are too stingy, you can't make a joke at all."

"Less nonsense! Go work!"

"No guest has come yet."

"..."

The two men's bickering ended with the silent defeat of Saint. After a while, Peter, who had left school, hurried in, and over time, the guests in the restaurant went from nothing to more and more. The three quickly fell into a tense rush, until 8: 9 a.m., because of the special suspension of the saint's sign, announcing the end of the day.

Next is a calm week. In these seven days, with the magical signature dish of Kung Fu Barbecue, Li's Chinese restaurant has maintained a very popular business, because Sainte ’s daily net income is more than 500 dollars. In the meantime, neither the Axe Gang, the Brotherhood, nor the New York Police came to trouble him, and just when he thought that the storm brought by Joey Mitcham had completely passed ...

的 On the morning of the eighth day, a person whom Instant did not want to contact appeared at his shop door.

"No way……"

The middle-aged man, who was brought in by Shengte looking at the door, frowned deeply, and said to himself, "It doesn't make sense ... I have been very low-key these days ..."

This middle-aged man whose hairline breaks through the sky, a sparse black hair, a meticulous comb combed to his head, wearing a neat black suit, a gentle smile on his face, the whole person looks very harmless, However, if Int's guess is correct, this will be the biggest trouble he has encountered since he crossed the Marvel world!

Because Sainte quietly turned on the breath induction, and found that the middle-aged person's qi, although still in the category of ordinary people, was at least half as strong as the average, belonging to the highest level among ordinary people. Match!

"Hello there."

The middle-aged man went straight to Incent, always keeping a smile on his face, and asked, "Will it be Incent Lee?"

"I am."

Gui Yinsheng stepped forward and inquired quietly: "Are you?"

The middle-aged man reached out from the inner pocket of the suit and took out a black book. Opening it in the face of Sainte, UU reading ww showed the document and said: "Phil Coleson, FBI Agent, I'm here to investigate a case. May I talk to you? "

I really are you! Huh, FBI? If you go abroad, will you become a CIA again? You, "Agents of SHIELD," just like pretending to be a ghost!

Yin Yin sneered secretly, resisting the urge to vomit, pointing at a table in the shop, "Of course, please sit down."

Phil Coulson sat down from the kind and looked at Incent, who was sitting opposite him, and asked openly: "Mr. Lee, seven days ago, the director of the Rand Group, Joey Mitcham, is in your home. There were six attackers in the store. Four of the attackers were subdued on the spot. I wonder who brought them down? "

"If I say I don't know, you will definitely sue me for obstructing official duties?"

Gui Yin sighed, and had no choice but to admit: "I did it."

Phil Coulson was not surprised at all. Apparently, he had been investigating Incentive in the morning. He still kept a kind smile on his face. From his briefcase, he took out four injury reports and put them one by one. Saying on the table: "This is the injury report of the four attackers. One of the least injured was also severely broken three ribs. The forensic doctor of the injury believed that he had been over 60 yards per hour. The car hit the chest in the front, but you and I all know that this is far from the truth. Excuse me, by what means did you subdue them? "

Gui Yinsheng smirked, and in response to Coleson's long discourse, Xi Jinru replied: "Fist, or Kung Fu."

"Kung Fu?"

Phil Coleson narrowed his eyes slightly: "Mr. Li, I must remind you that if you lie during the process of obtaining evidence, it is against federal law."