After all, the one-eyed black bald put down the tactical tablet, tapped his finger on the table and said: "Colson, appease Saint Li, before we get more information about Guixianliu, we will try our best to take action against him." Moderate means."
Coulson raised half of his eyebrows, his expression becoming more and more surprised: "Director, do we have to be so afraid of that mysterious Guixianliu?"
"Of course it is necessary!"
The one-eyed black and bald man leaned forward and stared at Coulson with his only eye: "Let me ask you, according to what Saint Lee said, his supernatural abilities are all based on study and practice. Come to master, do you have any doubts about it?"
"not at all."
Coulson shook his head without hesitation: "Although it is unbelievable, we have ruled out any other possibility. The only answer left, no matter how incredible it is, must be the truth."
The one-eyed black bald nodded slightly, sat up straight again, and asked in a stern tone: "Then, why don't we give the highest level of attention to a mysterious organization that can stably cultivate supernatural combat power?!"
"I see, Chief."
Coulson nodded knowingly: "I will try my best to obtain information about Guixianliu from Yinshengte."
The one-eyed black bald said "hmm", sat back on the chair, put his feet on the desk and said: "Go, this task is temporarily listed as a level eight secret, any information about Guixianliu, you They all report directly to me, and before you complete this task, I will temporarily raise your authority to level eight."
"Oh? Then if I successfully complete the task, can the word "temporary" be removed?"
"Yes, at the same time, the word eighth level is also removed."
"..."
Phil Coulson turned around silently and walked out of the one-eyed, black and bald director's office. He saw Melinda May waiting by the door. Before she could ask a question, Coulson raised an arm and said: "Mei, you know the rules. You are not qualified to know the eighth-level secret."
"You are not qualified either!"
Melinda May frowned unhappily: "You are a seventh-level agent just like me!"
"It's eighth grade now."
Phil Coulson shrugged: "Although it's only temporary..."
"snort!"
Melinda Mei snorted coldly, and asked with a shift of hatred: "Then when are we going to bring someone to arrest that kid? It can always be said, right?"
"We're not arresting him."
Phil Coulson shook his head, and then added: "In other words, we will not use force against him unless it is absolutely necessary."
"Why?"
Melinda Mei looked over angrily: "Although that kid has a lot of weird tricks, if we are prepared, we can definitely take him down!"
"I can only tell you that the director has other arrangements for him."
"FUCK!!!"
"Calm down, that kid didn't hurt you, did he?"
Phil Coulson shrugged again: "Compared to the six unlucky bastards with mild concussions, you don't even have a scratch, what is there to worry about?"
"hehe."
Melinda May sneered endlessly: "Colson, I just really want to hit someone now. As for who to hit, I actually don't really care."
"..."
Hearing this, Coulson shrugged instantly, and coughed dryly: "Ahem, anyway... I plan to talk to him alone, so you don't have to stay up late with me, go back and rest early."
"Is this an order from a superior? Agent Coulson, Level 8?"
"No, if you insist on following, I won't stop you, but you can only act as a backup and cannot act with me."
"hehe!"
"What does this mean? Eh? Don't go! Seriously! What the hell do you mean?!"
…
An hour and a half later, Phil Coulson drove the car alone and arrived near Li's Chinese Restaurant. He had just opened the door and got off the car when a man in a black suit greeted him. He reported neatly: "The target is still the same However, because he drew all the curtains, we can only determine his location through infrared images, and the specific circumstances are unknown."
"I see."
Coulson nodded, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and made a call: "Hello, Mr. Li, I'm Phil Coulson."
On the second floor of Li's Chinese Restaurant, Saint got up from the bed, frowned and said to the phone: "How do you know me... Forget it, pretend I didn't ask, tell me, what do you want to do to me? "
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"I'm nearby, can you open the door for me? We'll talk face to face, don't worry, I'm here alone."
"..."
Yinsheng pushed open the door speechlessly, and while walking towards the stairs, he said on the phone: "Agent Coulson, I know you are an agent, but can't you knock on the door like a normal person?"
"I just want to be polite."
Coulson walked to the main entrance of Li's Chinese Restaurant: "Isn't it standard etiquette to make a phone call before visiting?"
"Then you need someone to leave a phone number for you!"
Yin Shengte hung up the phone, opened the store door, and said to Coulson, "It's really an honor for me to visit the thatched cottage three times in one day!"
Coulson could hear the obvious irony, but he pretended to be confused, and said with a good-tempered smile, "That's right, we really value you."
"Please come in."
The so-called people who reach out and don't hit the smiling face, because Saint moved half of his body and welcomed Phil Coulson in: "Sit whatever you want."
The two sat opposite each other across a dining table, and Coulson spoke first: "First of all, I would like to thank Mr. Li for his candor. Through the verification in the bureau, we have confirmed that the information you provided is completely true. of."
"It's easy to say."
Yin Shengte nodded indifferently: "What good does it do me to lie to you? As long as you don't bother me and let me live my life well, then I know everything I can tell you."
"Thank you again for your support of our work, and we will try our best to meet your requirements."
Coulson was polite first, and then changed his voice: "It's just that, Mr. Li, please understand that we can't completely let a powerful supernatural person like you go, there will always be some necessary things." Focus on 'behavior."
"I understand."
Yin Shengte nodded, and then also changed his tone: "As long as it's 'concern' from a distance, you can do whatever you like, I don't want to control it and I can't control it, but! If you dare to run into my shop and install a wiretap camera or something, hehe, you better pray that your agents don’t get caught by me on the spot!”