"Your Excellency Yi." Sitterville greeted Yi Song. Although it is not appropriate to talk about Hydra's secrets in public, I am very happy to talk about the secrets of S.H.E.L.D.

He recalled the information he had, asking in confusion: "What happened just now? Is it the so-called 'qi'? It's just that we just paralyzed our bodies in pain, and I was moved instantly..."

Now the five of them are walking on the way to Maya Hansen's apartment. Because they first encountered superpowered personnel suspected of being their side, Sitterville was really curious.

"Ahh! That's not teleportation, it's just that you have lost consciousness. In addition, no, qi is just a lie." Yi Song did not mean to hide it this time, and told the only truth to the agents of Starville tonight. Because for some people, there is no need to keep it confidential...

As expected! Starville yelled in his heart. When he saw the information about Yi Song, he sneered at him. Everyone could practice anything, and it was all lies.

But that idiot Garrett believed it deeply, and even ignored the current vulgar development policy and wanted to make those extraordinary actions. He was so angry that he immediately reported it to His Excellency Pierce.

Fortunately, Your Excellency Pierce did not value this matter as much as he did, and soon reminded Nick Fury of his little moves about Garrett, which avoided unnecessary risks.

"So that's it." Although I thought so in my heart, Starville still gave the due response on the surface, "So, did Your Excellency Strack start making arrangements three years ago?"

"Haha." Yi Song, who said so many mistakes, didn't know how to answer, laughed mysteriously twice, and his right hand, which he put in his down pocket, shook slightly in his arms. He was sending a message to Stark based on his blind striking skills he had learned for many years in class. Because some things - Chi Ze changed.

...

"Your Excellency Yi, please wait." Sitterville raised his left palm and made a stopping action, and then made several gestures to the three subordinates who had already recovered their blood.

Yi Song immediately dispersed around when he saw the three agents, some crawled into the bedroom, some sneaked into the toilet, and some ran into the kitchen.

Even the strong-haired former bald man in front of him bent down, lifted up the sofa cushion, and reached into the gap between the backrest and the base to find something.

"It's no longer popular to hide under the coffee table." Sitville took out a black round "button" from it and smiled at Yi Song, then curled his lips and complained, "It's all the unscrupulous merchants who have started to have transparent or translucent coffee tables. And because of those damn sweeping robots, the devices under the sofa are easily touched."

"(??ˇ?ˇ?ˇ?)?" Because although I couldn't understand, I thought it was very professional, Yi Song cooperated and laughed dryly, and at the same time complained in his heart that Stark's efficiency was too slow.

"Sir." At this time, an agent came to them and nodded, "It's clean."

At this moment, Yi Song was able to escape from the awkward chat in Seatville with the help of the agents. Because in a short while, the other two agents also came out one after another.

After everyone reported the results of the operation, Sitterville breathed a sigh of relief. He smiled and explained to Yisong: "I have filled this place with eavesdropping equipment and is connected to the S.H.E.L.D. Data Center, so I have to remove it first."

Thank you! Yi Song expressed his appreciation for Sitterville's initiative in his heart, and was secretly glad that he had not had time to take action.

But in order not to fall in the last mile of the marathon, he did not express his emotions too much, but instead folded his hands and hugged his belly, nodded slightly expressionlessly, and then tentatively said: "Is it safe to be around? Do you need to send someone to check it?"

Sitterville had no doubt about him, and his smile became a little proud: "I had thought about it for a long time. I sent an agent around the apartment to watch it. If there is any situation, they will remind me."

(?南?南?) Yi Song curled the corner of his mouth and glanced at the other person without any trace. At the same time, he placed it above and pointed his index finger a few times to show his understanding.

After the explanation, Starville, who was cautiously using the wrong direction, took out the communication device and checked for any missing information. Then he continued to say to Yi Song: "Okay, you can..."

"When we have money, we have to spend it..."

Just as Starville was trying to say something, a man's "roar" suddenly sounded in the room, and he was not using English, so he suddenly looked around. Three of his subordinates reacted the same way. Soon, they targeted Yi Song.

This is one of the various mobile phone ringtones that Yi Song specially sent back to the deep mountains and forests of China, and then ran to the black Internet cafe to download.

"Don't panic, it should be the phone call for my friend to chat. You know, the aftermath of the poor bachelor." Yi Song took out his cell phone in the vigilant eyes of everyone with a relaxed look, "I know your agents have occupational diseases. When they see others pulling their pockets, they want to pull out their guns. Please! Think about what happened before, do I still need weapons to kill you if I want to kill you?"

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other, thinking that this is indeed the case, and then put down their weapons.

He quickly took out the phone, then pressed the answer button with his right hand with an exaggerated amplitude, and then slowly put the phone in his ear.

"hello……"

With Yi Song's slightly smile, the four people in front collapsed to the ground.

...

ps:(..??_??..) If you don’t give me a recommendation vote, I will give you to the dark bald head a hundred times~~
Chapter completed!