"certainly."
Saint stood up after him, nodded and said: "I have no intention of taking hostages, but you have to manage your team members, the ugly words are up front, if they have any aggressive behavior, I won't do it again." Show mercy."
"Please rest assured that they are all professional combatants. Even if they disagree in their hearts, they will never disobey orders."
After Phil Coulson gave a guarantee, he held down the headset and issued a series of commands. As a backup, another special service team, in a disarmed state, walked into the store one after another, and put their unconscious The unconscious companions, as well as the guns scattered on the ground, were packed away together.
Afterwards, Phil Coulson called Melinda May and said goodbye to Insant: "Then we will leave first, and I will contact you later."
"etc!"
Yin Shengte stopped them with his hand, pointed at the table that had been cut in half and said, "First, I will pay for my table."
"..."
Phil Coulson looked at the table speechlessly: "That's what you destroyed..."
"Don't make excuses!"
Because Saint interrupted Coulson's argument, he straightened his eyes and said, "Do you understand what is meant by 'seeing the essence through phenomena'? If it weren't for you, would my table be broken? Hurry up! Lose money !"
"..."
With a helpless expression, Phil Coulson took out his wallet from his pocket and pulled out a bill: "Is that enough?"
"One hundred dollars? Are you fucking kidding me?"
Saint snatched Coulson's wallet, opened it to look, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth: "Agent Coulson, you are too stingy, aren't you? Just bring a hundred dollars when you go out?"
"One hundred yuan is already a lot!"
Phil Coulson snatched back his wallet angrily, curled his lips and said, "At least enough to buy a table!"
“Plastic tables are about the same!”
Yin Shengte rolled his eyes: "You go! Remember! You owe me a good mahogany table!"
"Your table is not red..."
"Come on, let's go, wait for me to invite you to drink tea?"
"..."
After driving away Coulson and Agent Mei, Yinsheng locked the shop and drew up the curtains to block the view from the outside. Just after finishing all this, his feet suddenly went limp and he collapsed to the ground.
"boss!"
Lorna Lanshere, who was going down the stairs, ran over with a cry of surprise, helped up Saint and said, "Are you alright?!"
"Hush!"
Yinsheng made a silent gesture first, then patted Lorna on the shoulder, and softly comforted him: "Don't worry, it's just because I use Qigong continuously, the recovery of Qi can't keep up with the consumption, and the overdraft is too severe , just rest for a while."
Hearing this, Lorna couldn't help curling her lips: "Boss, you are really serious. You are still thinking about asking them for table money after you have persisted until now."
"What do you know?"
Yin Sheng gave Lorna a disdainful look: "This is called bluffing! My forehead is already dripping with sweat. It's not that they haven't suspected that I'm exhausted, but they can't be sure. If I show a little If you want them to leave in a hurry, that Coulson will turn his back on him immediately!"
"But… "
Lorna showed an unbelievable expression: "Haven't you already made peace?"
"hehe!"
Insant sneered: "That's because Coulson believed it. If I was forced to resist, I would definitely die! Otherwise, I would have been chained and taken away!"
"... Boss, in my opinion, your thoughts are too dark, right? Agent Coulson seems to have a kind personality. I think he should be a good guy, not as sinister as you said."
"Haha, innocent little girl, don't make me laugh!"
"Hey! You are only one year older than me. If you talk in this tone again, I will be angry!"
"Okay, okay, don't talk if you don't talk, help me upstairs to lie down for a while, I really have no strength..."
"Hmph! Boss, you are so heavy. I am a naive little girl, and I can't do it!"
"..."
An hour later, a location that "absolutely does not exist" on the American map, the headquarters of the Trident of S.H.I.E.L.D.
"Kunlun, the Hand..."
A bald black man wearing half a black eye patch covering the entire left eye socket, wearing a long black trench coat, sitting behind a huge desk, with his only right eye staring at the Two investigative reports, chanting these two names: "They are starting to be restless again..."
"Director, do you know them?"
A black suit standing in front of the desk was none other than Phil Coulson. He looked at the one-eyed black bald with surprise on his face: "Why have I never heard of it?"
"This is a level eight secret, beyond your authority."
One-eyed Heibal took a look at Coulson: "However, since you already know, I can tell you clearly that the information you got is correct."
Coulson twitched his lips secretly, and said, "According to Saint Li, there is another peripheral force in Kunlun. Does the bureau know anything about it?"
"He didn't lie."
One-eyed Heibal nodded, and summed it up concisely: "Zhenchun Society, although its power is not as powerful as the Hand Society, it should not be underestimated."
After all, the one-eyed black bald "humph" sneered: "Don't be confused by this name, the members of the 'True Innocence Society' are all professional killers, and they can even be called dead men. After all, the only reason for their existence is It is to destroy the Hand, so although the number of people is much smaller than that of the Hand, the degree of danger is not low at all."
"Then what about the 'Guixian Liu'? Although Saint didn't say it explicitly, whenever he mentioned Kunlun and the Hand, he always unconsciously revealed a sense of superiority. It can be seen that the power of the Guixian Liu , at least not worse than them."
Hearing this, the one-eyed black bald showed an expression of great interest: "This is the interesting part. As early as the last century, we already knew the existence of Kunlun and the Hand Association, and the name Guixianliu, I still prefer it." I just found out from you today."
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Coulson raised his eyebrows: "Boss, what do you mean... Yin Shengte is lying? There is no so-called Guixianliu at all?"
"No."
One-eyed Heibal shook his head: "Since he knows so many secrets of Kunlun and the Hand Association, he must also be born in this circle and cannot be an outsider. I think what he said is true. Guixianliu is a completely He is the only disciple in the secluded martial arts sect, and it is precisely because they are too low-key that we have never obtained any information."
Hearing what he said, Coulson couldn't help showing a very surprised expression: "Oh, this is really strange, do you sometimes trust people, Director?"
One-eyed Heibal snorted coldly, picked up the tactical tablet on the table, and looked at the scene on the screen where Saint swung the air blade again: "It's not that I believe him, but that there is no other explanation. "