bdsm-fiction Chapter 140 There's a Fire Man here too?
Chapter 140 There's a Fire Man here too?
At that moment, alarms blared and sirens sounded everywhere.
Did the supervisor want to kill them to cover it up once the task was completed?
According to Agent Fitz and Skye's analysis, the supervisor is inside this building.
Meanwhile, Agent Coulson and Akira had a series of conversations.
After analyzing the regulators' language habits, the experienced Coulson quickly drew a conclusion—
The other person was a slightly overweight middle-aged man who was not a native English speaker and had large fingers.
After determining the target's shape, Coulson personally went to the Todorov Building to search for it.
"I must catch this person who is harming my subordinates."
He left behind those words and sped off at full speed.
For Coulson now, the lives of his comrades and subordinates are far more important than the mission itself.
Not only does he seek revenge himself, but now, inside the Todorov building, he has two companions with him.
"Sir," Agent Ward said, looking at the guards gathered outside the door, "what do we do?"
Qin Wuying frowned slightly, then walked out on her own.
The guards all raised their pistols and aimed them at Qin Wuying, who was slowly advancing.
"Everyone, I'm sure you all know me, right?"
Qin Wuying raised his hands to show that he meant no harm, while also trying to reveal his identity as a Super Hero in the New York battle.
"Of course I recognize you. You're an intruder without an ID card!"
The lead guard didn't listen and instead shouted, making the other guards even more vigilant.
"Uh, you have three seconds to put down your gun."
Not wanting to cause unnecessary casualties, Qin Wuying tried to maintain a smile and give the other party a chance.
"Fire!" The lead guard pulled the trigger.
The bullet pierced through Qin Wuying's body and struck the concrete wall behind him.
The guards were stunned; they had never seen such a supernatural ability before.
"Alright, you can come out now." A few seconds later, Qin Wuying turned around, opened the red door, and called Agent Ward.
At this moment, uniformed guards were lying haphazardly on the ground.
Those who fired directly are now lifeless; those who didn't fire were simply knocked unconscious.
"Don't worry, I handled it properly and clearly distinguished between right and wrong."
Qin Wuying gave Agent Ward a meaningful smile.
"Do you need help? How about I drive the car to the plaza behind the building?"
Skye opened the communication at a crucial moment and offered her advice.
They arrived at just the right time; otherwise, I wouldn't know how to retreat.
After observing the surroundings, Qin Wuying noticed that more and more guards seemed to be gathering around.
Its number far exceeds the initial estimate.
It seems that what was written on the blackboard was indeed extremely important, as so many people were guarding it.
"Sir, it's probably going to be very difficult to get through now."
Agent Ward picked up two pistols from the ground and assumed a dual-wielding stance.
As an experienced field agent, he was ready for a major battle.
There's no way to escape unscathed without fighting your way out.
"Sigh, never mind," Qin Wuying shook his head, "I'll make an exception this time."
After saying that, he asked Skye for the coordinates of where he wanted to park.
"Hold on tight," Qin Wuying said, mobilizing his magic after confirming that Agent Ward had grabbed his arm.
With a loud "thump—!", the two appeared out of thin air in the back seat of the black sedan.
"Ah!" Skye, who was in the driver's seat, suddenly saw someone in the back seat and exclaimed in fright.
Fortunately, she remained calm enough to realize that these were her companions.
"Could you please give us a heads-up next time? It was really scary."
On the way to a safe area, Skye couldn't help but complain about Qin Wuying's sudden actions.
It's important to understand that while Qin Wuying usually helps, the agents primarily rely on their own efforts.
"By the way, where did Coulson go? Wasn't he supposed to be coming too?"
Qin Wuying asked curiously, pressing her face against the car window and constantly searching outside.
At that moment, Coulson was completely focused on his phone screen—
The coordinates are transmitted in real time by Agent Fitz.
Based on a series of signals transmitted and received by Ward's glasses, the location of the supervisor can be found.
Colson stood on the street next to the building, closely watching the passersby.
A slightly overweight man carrying a briefcase caught Coulson's attention.
As this person left the room, he looked around suspiciously, as if he were conducting counter-surveillance.
In addition, his appearance also closely matches the previous deductions.
"Sir, we've got him. He's a former MI6 officer, and the records show he's dead," Fitz said in the communications.
"Okay, I understand, it must be him."
With complete confidence, Coulson strode up to the man.
"Excuse me, sir, I'm in a hurry, please move aside." The man didn't want to get entangled and turned to leave.
"Excuse me, S.H.I.E.L.D. requests your presence here." Coulson said, showing his identification to the other party.
"Ah!" The man screamed upon seeing the identification.
But this wasn't a lament about his impending capture; it was the pain of his life ending.
The man swayed and fell to the ground in front of Coulson.
Puffs of smoke rose from his head, indicating that the safety device had been activated.
"There are regulators behind him, how could this be?"
Upon returning to Airbus, Coulson fell into a long period of contemplation.
He originally thought that finding this man would bring the truth to light and clarify what they needed to clarify.
It now appears that the case has not only not been solved, but has become even more perplexing.
A few days later, the Airbus returned to its home country.
"Let's go. S.H.I.E.L.D. will give you a fair trial, but if you need it, I have connections."
Coulson is about to hand Akira over to S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters for processing.
"The person he's talking about who has connections is me," Qin Wuying chimed in from the side.
He knew that Akira was also forced into this situation, and therefore felt great sympathy for him.
"I know you, the new deputy director. I hope you have qualities that Fury doesn't have."
Akira smiled and then left, satisfied.
She had thought she was going to die, but she was given a second chance by Coulson.
"Sir, would you like to take a look at this?"
"Damn it, why do all these troubles have to come one after another?"
Qin Wuying stormed into the hall, annoyed, and saw everyone gathered around the screen.
On the Chinese-style streets, filled with a festive atmosphere—
A man dressed in leather is performing some kind of ancient acrobatics or magic trick.
But the point isn't how skillful his technique was.
Instead, there was a flame in his right hand, which was burning continuously.
"There are Fire Men here too?" Qin Wuying asked in surprise.