Bring Dragon Ball to Marvel

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Colson turned his head, and after being slightly surprised, he expressed his love for cars without any secret: "Don't worry, the current 'Laura' is neither a semi-finished product nor a 'concept', she is very It’s safe and reliable, and the speed is top-notch.”

"Worry?"

Saint curled his lips: "Colson, you seem to have forgotten one thing. In this car, you are the only one who will fall from the sky and die."

"..."

Half an hour later, when Phil Coulson piloted "Laura" and landed at the door of the Trident Building, the headquarters of SHIELD, Natasha Romanoff, the Black Widow, had been waiting for a long time. She greeted Saint, who was coming out of the car, and said with a sweet smile: "Welcome to Trident."

After that, she turned her head and said to Colson: "After this, I will take over."

Coulson nodded in understanding: "Let me tell the director..."

"and many more!"

Saint interrupted the two of them in a shameless manner, pointed at Coulson and said, "The condition of my agreement is that I go with him to meet Nick Fury."

Coulson was stunned for a moment, but felt a little moved for no reason. He explained to Saint: "Sorry, your confidentiality level in our bureau has been raised to level [-] by the director, and I am only a level [-] agent. So... Come down, Agent Romanov can only do it for you."

"That's your problem."

Saint waved his hand very willfully: "The conditions I agreed to cannot be changed."

Hearing this, Coulson glanced at Natasha helplessly, gave her a look that said, "It's up to you." Then he started to pretend to be dead.

Natasha frowned, turned around and walked away for two steps. After pressing the earpiece and saying a few words, she came back and said, "The director has agreed. Let's go together."

"No no no."

Saint shook his head like a rattle, pointed at Colson again, and then at Natasha: "He takes me, you stay."

This was an obvious target. How could Natasha not feel it? If she could swallow this breath, she would no longer be the Black Widow. She raised her eyebrows on the spot: "In Saint! What do you mean?!"

"I just don't want to be around someone who can shoot me at any time..."

Now that he had broken his skin, Saint did not try to hide it at all. He spread his hands with needles in the cotton and said, "This will make me feel nervous. When I get nervous, I will do some very inappropriate things!"

nervous?You can act like a real person and catch bullets with your hands. Are ordinary firearms really a threat to you?I have been an agent all my life, and I have never seen you so vindictive...

Coulson cursed in his heart and took a step forward to smooth things over: "Saint, you are worrying too much. Agent Romanoff will not shoot you again. If you are really worried, she will I can go with you again after disarming myself, right?"

His last sentence was obviously meant for Natasha Romanoff. Black Widow snorted in displeasure. Although her face was not very pretty, she still nodded and silently acquiesced.

"no!"

Saint shook his head again resolutely, and said with a serious face: "The famous Black Widow is full of deadly weapons. Does it make a big difference whether she carries a gun or not? As long as she stays by my side. , I will feel very nervous, what if the super power goes out of control? For the safety of One-Eyed Man, you'd better keep her away from me!"

Super power out of control?are you serious?Did you agree that after ten years of hard training, every bit of Qi in your body will be completely under your control?Previously, when you attacked 24 of our agents at the same time, you were able to accurately control the force to a level that would not hurt anyone!

Coulson thought this and was about to argue...

"Colson."

Natasha turned around with a frosty face, leaving the two of them with a very rough back: "I'll leave the rest to you."

At this point, Coulson certainly had nothing to say. He walked towards the door of the building, turned sideways towards Saint, stretched out his arm and made a "please" gesture: "Follow me."

On the other side, Natasha, who had already walked away, pressed the earphone and said: "Fury, regarding Saint, the information available in the bureau is very problematic. He just has a 'somewhat' bad personality? His heart actually counts." 'Kind'? What idiot made that assessment? He's a complete and utter bitch!"

Five minutes later, Coulson stood at the door of a very large office and said to Saint: "The director is inside, I can only send you here."

When Saint nodded and pushed open the office door, Nick Fury had just finished listening to Black Widow's complaints. In his haste, he didn't even have time to make a mysterious gesture with his back to the door...

"One-Eyed Man!"

Because Saint walked into the office alone, he gave a nondescript fist-cup salute and said in Chinese: "I have long admired your name. I am glad to meet you!"

"..."

Although he had already learned the name "One-Eyed Man" from Coulson and Natasha, Nick Fury never expected that Saint, a bold grandson, would dare to call him that to his face. The following sentence He didn't understand Chinese at all...

"so……"

Nick Fury calmed down for a long time, and then regained the calm temperament of "everything is under control" that an agent leader must possess: "You had known about me, and you had known about S.H.I.E.L.D. earlier."

"I know you, I know Black Widow, and I know you are veterans of some intelligence agency."

Saint shrugged his shoulders and lied casually with a talent for anti-humanity: "But before tonight, I was just guessing. It wasn't until I met Natasha that I really confirmed that you are actually the Aegis. Bureau, and Coulson are on the same team."

"I understand."

Nick Fury nodded slightly in doubt, and asked another question abruptly: "Before, your strength was well hidden. Now, why did you deliberately expose it?"

"Demonstration."

Because Saint used a wave of "Turtle Qigong" to blow up the mud for fun, his intention to intimidate was too obvious, and of course there was nothing to hide: "I have a request for you SHIELD, don't show your fists. Let me show you, you don’t have much say in that. This request is——”

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