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A week later, at 02:30 pm, Lee’s Restaurant. .

"Lorna!"

Saint untied his dirty apron and walked toward the entrance of the store, saying 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 SHIELD agents again?"

"What do you know?!"

Saint glanced at Lorna with disdain: "I'm practicing my anti-tracking skills!"

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

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

After Saint threw these words away angrily, he strode out of the restaurant. At the same time, he turned on his aura sensor and searched for suspicious aura nearby. The physical fitness of any combatant is stronger than that of ordinary people. In contrast, the intensity of their Qi is much higher than that of ordinary people. Among the crowd, not to say that they stand out from the crowd, at least they are more eye-catching.

After a while, Saint discovered two suspicious targets gathered together, and couldn't help but mutter to himself: "Have they changed people again? They are really determined to give up..."

"Well... I'm following you. It's indeed them."

Because Saint skillfully got into the alley, and after sensing that the two SHIELD agents were following him, he suddenly jumped up, used the fire escape behind the residential building, jumped to the roof in twos and twos, and walked around to the two houses in a condescending manner. Behind the agents, watching them wander around like headless flies, I couldn't help but feel a strange sense of satisfaction...

"Well, what Lorna said is true. I did do it for practice at the beginning, but now, it has indeed changed a bit..."

Saint scratched the back of his head with a rather troubled expression: "How about starting from tomorrow, forget it?"

……

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 man sitting behind the desk: "Director, Saint played tricks on our new agent again today. No matter how we replace him, he will I can always accurately identify their identities, I think this should be the 'breath sensing' of Kame Senryu."

Having said that, Coulson added: "Moreover, not only does he have extraordinary investigative abilities, he can even rely on 'breath shielding' to deceive our various detection instruments. Once out of our sight, it is basically impossible." If he is found again, unless we can place a tracker on him, we will not be able to accurately grasp his whereabouts."

The one-eyed black bald man frowned slightly and concluded: "Does that also mean that during this entire week, we have not developed any effective targeted tactics for the Kamesen-ryu martial arts?"

"not at all."

Coulson showed a bitter expression: "We have to admit that Saint's fearless attitude is not blind self-confidence. The inheritance of Kame Senryu is indeed very comprehensive. Even from the perspective of modern tactics, Those techniques also appear to be very efficient. If we face a group of people like him, unless they are willing to confront us foolishly, otherwise, all of our conventional attack methods will probably be ineffective, not to mention, with Saint's Given their age, they are probably the weakest group of people in the Kamesen-ryu..."

"..."

The one-eyed black bald man was silent for a while, then touched his chin and asked: "How is our think tank's research on 'breath cultivation' going?"

"Combining all the Qi refining information from 'Kunlun' in the bureau, those experts who are proficient in Huaguohua have unanimously concluded that if beginners cannot experience the 'Qi feeling' through methods such as 'breath giving' , then, I’m afraid no one can sense their own Qi without a teacher, let alone practice it.”

The one-eyed, black and bald man nodded slightly: "Does that mean that no one can be self-taught and must be introduced by a master?"

"Yes, this also indirectly proves that Saint's master, Kame Sennin, did stay in New York for a while. However, this was ten years ago after all. If we want to trace his traces, I'm afraid It will be more difficult.”

Hearing this, the one-eyed, black and bald man knocked on the table expressionlessly: "Saint claimed that it took him ten years to achieve 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 China, we have reason to believe that he is not lying."

After saying that, Coulson's eyes flashed: "Commander, what do you mean, do you have any thoughts on the inheritance of Kamesen-ryu?"

"Of course I have an idea! As long as we can obtain this inheritance, we can steadily increase our supernatural combat power! Even if the training cycle takes a little longer, it will be completely worth it."

In the middle of his words, the one-eyed black bald man suddenly slammed his fist on the table: "However, the potential threat of the Turtle Immortal Style is huge, and we cannot help but be wary of it! Before you figure out their heel, you can test Yin Shengte's tone. But be careful not to alert him, let alone act rashly."

"Yes, Chief."

Coulson nodded without approval. He only needed to look at Kunlun and the Hand, which had been fighting for hundreds of years, to understand how far the Turtle Senryu would go to maintain its own unique inheritance. The door must be cleared at all costs, and if you just think about it for a moment, if there are more than a hundred Saints launching an unrelenting attack on SHIELD...

After a shuddering shiver, Coulson came back to his senses, and then reported: "There is another thing. Danny Rand, who was taken away by the Hand, made a big fuss with the Hand last night. That stronghold in the suburbs of New York has obviously discovered their true identity."

"It was a matter of time."

The one-eyed, black-bald man curled his lips in disdain: "He is Kunlun's Immortal Iron Fist. He has been instilled in him since he was a child the concept of 'Follow the Hand until death'. Although, among all the Iron Fists who came out of Kunlun, he is the stupidest one!" However, if the Hand wants to re-brainwash him and use it for their own purposes, that is purely fanciful!"

"Aren't we going to intervene?"

Coulson said with concern: "Kunlun's peripheral organization, the 'Zhenshunhui', has been very restless recently. They are asking around for news about Iron Fist. Apparently they know that their leader has appeared in New York. I I always feel that if things continue like this, a big war is just around the corner."

"Wait!"

The one-eyed black bald man narrowed his only eye: "Pay close attention to the movements of both sides. When they gather their strength to fight, we will give them a fatal blow!"

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