Bring Dragon Ball to Marvel

Saint's eyes widened in displeasure: "Since we have to draw blood anyway, why did you ask me to go through so much trouble? Isn't this just taking off my pants and farting, which is unnecessary? Why didn't you ask me for it in the first place?"

"hehe. ."

Coulson laughed dryly and explained with a slightly embarrassed expression: "We don't want to act rashly before we fully understand your situation. According to past experience, whether aliens or mutants hear the word 'blood draw', They will all be very excited..."

"Okay, okay, I know."

Yin Shengte rolled up his sleeves and exposed his arms openly: "If you want to smoke, hurry up. It's almost dinner time. Finish it quickly and leave quickly. Don't delay my business!"

Upon seeing this, Coulson did not hesitate and immediately took out a metal-cased box from his briefcase. He was obviously prepared for it. Inside the box was a pistol-shaped blood collection instrument. He picked up this blood collection instrument. The gun was pressed against the vein in Saint's forearm. His finger pulled the trigger, and a small tube of bright red blood was easily collected.

"excuse me."

Coulson carefully put away the blood sample, stood up and said goodbye to Saint: "We will send the blood sample for testing now. After the results are available, we will contact you again. During this period, please do not leave New York."

"Co-authored, am I still a suspect?"

Saint muttered something first, then stood up to see the guests off: "Please! No!"

"Farewell."

Phil Colson and Melinda May exchanged glances and walked out of Lee's restaurant side by side. After they were far away from the door of the restaurant, Colson asked: "May, what about this Saint Lee? What do you think?"

Hearing this, Melinda May sneered: "This person has something up his sleeve!"

"Oh?"

Phil Colson smiled playfully: "Why do you say that? Don't you think that the 'angry' he said is true?"

"This should be true, otherwise, he would not have been able to provide blood samples so happily, but his attitude was too bad."

Melinda May pointedly analyzed: "He wanted to prove that he was a righteous and innocent person, but he used too much force, which actually showed that he was guilty. I think he must have hidden something important from us!"

"Is it so obvious?"

Phil Coulson smiled and joked: "I thought I was the only one who saw it."

Melinda May glanced at him sideways, without any smile on her face: "Colson, be serious! You don't understand that according to Chinese legend, practicing what he calls 'qi' can make people constantly He has become stronger. He is only 19 years old now, and his strength is completely beyond the scope of human beings. How far will it be in a few years? Moreover, he claims to have learned the "Kamesenryu" martial arts. Do you know what this means? Really? There is probably a whole sect for people like him!"

Phil Colson shrugged without changing his smile: "This is not a problem we should worry about anymore. Write your ideas into the report and leave it to the boss to decide."

"Humph!"

Melinda May snorted coldly, looked back at the signboard of Li's Restaurant, squinted her eyes and said, "I don't like that boy, whether he is pretending or not, his eyes make me very unhappy!"

"What kind of look? It seems like he is silently saying, I can beat you ten times?"

Phil Coulson showed a strange expression: "You don't need to remind you, you really can't beat him, right? We don't know much else, but judging from the injury report, this kid's punching power is , at least on the same level as 'Captain'."

"This is what makes me most unhappy! I really want to give him a bullet to see if his body defense is on the same level as 'Captain America'!"

"...Anyway, let's send his blood sample to the laboratory first. After the test results come out, we will further evaluate him."

"The next time we come to see him, let's apply for a special service team to accompany him! That kid's attitude is too arrogant! If I don't let him calm down, it will be difficult for me to restrain the urge to draw a gun!"

"..."

At the same time, in Li's restaurant, Saint, who had forgotten that women are all vindictive, was pacing back and forth, whispering to himself: "Why are you being targeted by SHIELD? This My grandson likes to play surveillance the most. Will he follow my whereabouts at any time? No matter what... they must not discover the secret of 'Dragon Ball'..."

"Damn! It's exactly this time!"

At this time, Saint didn't have the calmness he showed just now. He lowered his head with a troubled face and looked at the five-star tattoo on the back of his hand: "If we keep this speed, it will only take two weeks at most. Completely restore energy, when the time comes, will I look for it or not?"

"boss?"

At this moment, Lorna Lancel pushed in the door, glanced at Saint like an ant in a hot pot, and asked, "What happened?"

"fine."

Saint made a casual remark, stopped pacing, looked at the time and said, "Why are you so early today?"

"This is..."

Hearing his question, Lorna showed a triumphant smile and spread her arms with a very cheerful expression: "Boss, look!"

"Are you out of your mind?"

Saint frowned and looked at Lorna, his eyes sweeping from head to toe: "What on earth do you want me to see? Are you finally starting to grow? I didn't see it..."

"..."

Hearing this, the smile on Lorna's face disappeared in an instant. She subconsciously looked down at her chest, and then... she raised her fist in shame and annoyance: "Asshole! What are you talking about?! I am Let you see my anger!"

"Is Qi used for seeing? A foreigner who has not transformed..."

Because Saint muttered and turned on the "aura sensor", he couldn't feel Lorna's aura at all, as if what was standing in front of him was just an illusion.

"Congratulations, you finally learned 'breath shielding'."

Saint used a dry tone and expressed his congratulations, and then said angrily: "It took me a whole week to master such a simple skill, I really don't know what you are so proud of..." …”

"Boss! That's enough!"

Lorna became angry and glared, taking a step forward: "Didn't I tell you that you are weak? As for holding grudges for so many days?"

"Who holds a grudge?"

Saint rolled his eyelids: "What I said is the truth! Do you know how long it took me to learn it? Less than half an hour!"

"boast!"

Lorna turned her head in complete disbelief and said with a tit-for-tat taunt: "I don't believe it! I heard from the master, boss, you have been practicing for ten years before you have the strength you have now, right? Tsk tsk... ten years! How can I I don’t think you seem to be the qualified type!”

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