Mei Man: Starting from the Dimension Demon

Chapter 37 Hawkeye Clint Barton, too angry to speak
[Mood value from Natasha Romanov +739]

[Mood value from Wade Wilson +756]

"Stark? Is that Stark? The famous rich man in New York, the playboy who often appears on the cover of magazines?"

Deadpool exclaimed, seeing Constantine nodding, he almost jumped up excitedly.

Natasha was also a little shocked. Stark's matter was indeed more important than the matter in front of her. Her cell phone rang soon after, and it was Nick Fury calling.

After answering the phone and hanging up with "hmm" a few times, Natasha looked into Konstantin's eyes seriously and said please.

"Constantine, the Director, please find Mr. Tony Stark from Afghanistan.

After that, thank you very much! "

"Understood, but as a reward, the 10 US dollars can be considered as the activity expenses for going to Afghanistan. As for the agreement we originally negotiated, it will be calculated after I come back!"

With the windbreaker swung, Constantine turned around indifferently, waved his hands casually, and strode out.

Holding the phone in his arms, he waited and waited, but the $2 was not credited to his account. Seeing that Constantine was about to leave, Deadpool suddenly gave a jolt.

He realized that Stark is very rich, about equal to US dollars, as long as Mr. Stark can be found, then
"Hey, Constantine, wait for me, such a lucrative business, you must get a brother!"

Looking at the figures of the two slowly disappearing from behind, Natasha took out her mobile phone.

"Send a few people here to clean up here.

Introduce me to an engineering team by the way, I think, in the next period of time, we will be busy."

"Tony Stark is missing. It seems that the plot of the Marvel Universe is about to officially begin!"

In the Marvel universe, Tony's disappearance is a sign and an important time node.

When he appeared in front of the world again, he was no longer the playboy Tony Stark, but the world-famous superhero—Iron Man!

"Since he started, the era of super villains and superheroes will officially kick off!"

Li Chao lay on the bed and brought a glass of red wine, Li Chao kept counting the cards in his hand.

[Mood value: 235494.13. 】

"Only 23 points?"

The amount of emotional points is not much, even if you spend it now, you can only draw two silver treasure chests and three bronze treasure chests at most.

"The character card is enough for the time being. Instead of doing this, why don't you save it for the time being. Or just play a big ticket and try the golden treasure chest with 100 million emotional points?"

Thinking so in his mind, Li Chao drank the red wine in his glass, and went to the computer again to hehehe.

Brooklyn Hospital.

Room 5 on the 501th floor.

Nodding to the two agents guarding the door, Coulson pushed the door and entered with Hawkeye Clint Barton.

On the hospital bed in the room, Andrew was wearing a hospital gown and quietly receiving a drip.

Seeing someone coming in, he shrank back nervously, with some uneasiness in his eyes.

"Son, don't be nervous."

With a cane, a bandaged head, and a friendly smile, Coulson can always make people relax their vigilance.

"We won't hurt you, just chat with you casually."

"."

Seeing the miserable state of the other party, Andrew believed it.

The guard in his eyes was a little less, and he sat up slowly against the head of the bed.

"What do you guys want to talk about?"

"Haha, don't worry."

After waving his hands, Coulson acted calmly as if possessed by Danzo. He naturally took a chair in Barton's hand, sat down slowly and said.

"My name is Phil Coulson, and this is my colleague Clint Barton. We work in a government department called S.H.I.E.L.D. under the United Nations."

"Boy, can you tell me your name?"

In the back, after searching for a long time without finding a chair, Barton stood silently behind Coulson with a stinky face.

S.H.I.E.L.D.?never heard of that.

Andrew's personality is obviously a bit introverted, his eyes are evasive, and his voice reveals a little nervousness.

"me"

"It's okay, don't be nervous.

We just chat casually like friends, and if we really don't want to answer, we just shake our heads. "

There was no sense of coercion, and Coulson's words and tone once again made Andrew let go of some psychological defenses.

"Can you tell me about yourself? Just a brief introduction.

For example, where are you from?what do you like?What are your interests and hobbies?What friends do you have?
Or what kind of university you want to go to, what kind of major you choose.”

"You can talk to us about these."

Coulson's voice is very soft, unknowingly can make people relax.

But Andrew was a little embarrassed because his memory was incomplete.

He only remembers his tragic family situation, his seriously ill mother and his often violent father.

I can't even remember the school he was in, I just remember that there is a rather large open space near the school, and there is a cave.

I should have a few friends.

But I don't remember their voices and looks.
"Son, don't worry, let's take our time."

Looking at Agent Patton, Coulson said in surprise.

"Button, why are you still standing? Find a chair and sit down."

"."

Clint Button clenched his fists, too angry to speak.

Just as he liked to stand, Coulson got up and poured Andrew a glass of water.

Andrew took it carefully with both hands, and pursed his lips lightly, feeling more and more confused about his memory.

Among those memories, some unknown scientific researchers in white coats trapped him in a small and closed experimental room, doing various experiments on him like a guinea pig every day.

Someone ordered him, and someone was constantly injecting him with unknown drugs.

Sometimes a man with a white mask and long blond hair appeared, and they treated him respectfully and called him Lord Baroque.

In the base, Andrew even saw some guys who seemed to be vampires.

Those vampires have also become experimental subjects, and are required to use something that looks like a red crystal every day.

Suddenly one day, a group of killers dressed like ninjas broke in.

They kill people when they see them, they are inhumane, and they wantonly catch vampires.

He was panicked at the time, and took advantage of the chaos to break free from the shackles of several scientific researchers, and followed the call from the bottom of his heart to the room where the red crystal was held.

By the way, the name of that crystal seems to be
"It hurts."

Suddenly, he covered his head and felt a splitting headache.

Some kind of unknown fluctuation began to spread outward, and this fluctuation swept through everything in the room rapidly, causing the whole room to tremble violently.

[Mood value from Clint Barton +471]

"Coulson"

Barton's hairs stood on end, and he stepped in front of Coulson, swearing.

"This kid's situation is not right, he must be so annoyed by your questions that he wants to beat you up!"

Snapped!
A vase on the bedside table exploded in an instant, and the glass on the window vibrated, cracking cracks and cracks.

[Mood value from Phil Coulson +473]

(End of this chapter)