The Marvelous Dragon Balls

Chapter 33: The S.H.I.E.L.D. who wants to practice martial arts

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A week later, at 2:30 in the afternoon, Lee's Chinese Restaurant.

"Lorna!"

Saint untied his dirty apron, walked towards the door of the store, and said to Lorna, "I'll go out for a walk, and I'll leave the store to you."

Hearing this, Lorna curled her lips: "Boss, are you going to tease the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. again?"

"What do you know?!"

Saint gave Lorna a look of contempt: "I'm practicing anti-stalking skills!"

"Based on your wicked personality, boss, this sentence is unbelievable..."

"...Stop rambling! Take a good look at the store!"

After Saint left this sentence angrily, he strode out of the restaurant. At the same time, he turned on the breath sensor and searched for suspicious breath nearby. However, any combatant has stronger physical fitness than ordinary people, and On the other hand, the intensity of their aura is also a bit higher than that of ordinary people. Among the crowd, they are at least quite eye-catching, not to mention standing out from the crowd.

After a while, Saint noticed two suspicious targets gathered together, and couldn't help but said to himself: "Have they changed again? They really don't give up..."

"Well... I'm following up, it really is them."

Saint skillfully got into the small alley, and sensed that two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents were following, he jumped up suddenly, and with the help of the fire escape behind the residential building, he rushed to the roof in two or three steps, condescendingly circling around After arriving behind the two agents, seeing them wandering around in confusion like headless chickens, I couldn't help feeling a strange sense of satisfaction in my heart...

"Well, Lorna's words are true. At first I did it for practice, but now, it's really changed a bit..."

Because Saint scratched the back of his head, his expression was a bit tangled: "How about, let's forget about it from tomorrow?"

Eight hours later, S.H.I.E.L.D., Trident headquarters.

Phil Coulson sat at a desk and reported to the one-eyed black bald sitting behind the desk: "Director, Saint played tricks on our new agent again today. No matter how we change people, he will They can always accurately identify their identities, I think this should be Guixianliu's 'breath sensing'."

After all, Coulson added: "Moreover, not only is he extraordinary in detection ability, he can even rely on 'breath shielding' to deceive our various detection instruments. Once he leaves our field of vision, he basically It is impossible to be found again, unless we can place a tracker on him, otherwise, it is impossible to accurately grasp his whereabouts."

One-eyed Heibal frowned slightly, and concluded: "That is to say, during this whole week, we haven't developed any effective targeted tactics for Guixian style martial arts?"

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"not at all."

Coulson showed a bitter expression: "We have to admit that Saint's reassurance is not blind self-confidence. The inheritance of the Guixian style is indeed very comprehensive. Even from the perspective of modern tactics, Those techniques are also very effective. If we face a group of people like him, unless they are willing to confront us head-on in a foolish manner, otherwise, our conventional attack methods may all be ineffective, not to mention, because of Saint's Age, probably indeed the weakest group of people in Guixianliu... "

"..."

One-eyed Heibal was silent for a while, rubbed his chin and asked, "How is our think tank researching on 'breath cultivation'?"

"Combining all the qi refining materials from 'Kunlun' in the Bureau, those experts who are proficient in Huaguo culture have unanimously concluded that if beginners can't experience the 'sense of qi' through 'breath giving' and other methods , then, I am afraid that no one can sense their own qi without a teacher, let alone use it to practice."

The one-eyed black bald nodded slightly: "That is to say, no one can be self-taught, and they must be introduced by a master?"

"That's right, this indirectly proves that Saint's master 'Gui Xianren' did stay in New York for a while, but this happened ten years ago after all, and we want to track down his traces. It might be more difficult."

Hearing this, the one-eyed, black-and-bald face knocked on the table expressionlessly: "Yin Saint claimed that it took him ten years to have the strength he has today. Has this been confirmed?"

"There is no conclusive evidence, but based on the information about Kunlun in the Bureau and various legends in Huaguo, we have reason to believe that he is not lying."

After all, Coulson's eyes flickered: "I heard what you mean, Director, do you have any thoughts on the inheritance of the Guixian style?"

"Of course I have ideas! As long as we can obtain this inheritance, we will be able to steadily increase our supernatural combat power! Even if the training period is a little longer, it is completely worth it."

Halfway through the one-eyed black bald's speech, he suddenly slammed his fist on the table: "However, the potential threat of Guixianliu is huge, so we have to be wary of it! Before you find out what their footsteps are, you can find out Yinshengte's tone , but be careful not to arouse his vigilance, let alone act rashly."

"Yes, Director."

Coulson nodded approvingly. He only needs to look at the Kunlun Hand Association, which has been fighting for hundreds of years, to understand how far Guixianliu will go in order to maintain its unique inheritance. At all costs, we must clean up the door, and just think about it for a while, if there are more than a hundred Insante, launching an endless attack on SHIELD...

After trembling horribly, Coulson came back to his senses, and then reported: "One more thing, Danny Rand, who was taken away by the Hand, made a big fuss last night in the Hand. The stronghold in the outskirts of New York has obviously discovered their true colors."

"It's a matter of time."

The one-eyed black bald curled his lips in disdain: "He is Kunlun's immortal iron fist, and he has been instilled with the concept of 'hands will never die' since he was a child. ! However, the Hand wants to re-brainwash him and use it for its own use, that is purely whimsical!"

"Are we still not involved?"

Coulson said worryingly: "Kunlun's outlying organization 'True Pure Society' has been very restless recently and is asking around for news about Iron Fist. Obviously, they know that their leader has appeared in New York. I always feel that if things go on like this, a big battle is just around the corner.”

"wait!"

One-eyed Heibal squinted his only eye: "Pay close attention to the movements of both sides, and when they concentrate their strength to fight, we will give them a fatal blow!"