"It's really a place that can make people wonder." Nick Fury sighed after listening to Colson's report, and then turned his head to Habs. "So you can communicate with us?"

"Of course, don't you understand what I said?" Habs said lazily, putting his head on the ground. "Maybe I should talk to you in Portuguese, you may be more familiar with that."

"Do you believe me if I kicked you to death?" Nick Fury said angrily. Among the first European colonists to arrive in Africa, the Portuguese opened the first record of slave trading.

"Cut" Habs turned his head and ignored the angry Nick Fury. Colson next to him was so embarrassed that his boss was so excited by a dog, and the dog was led by himself. It seemed that his year-end bonus was no longer hopeful.

"Okay, Mr. Dog, please go out first?" After suppressing his anger, Nick Fury said in a relatively calm voice. Mr. Dog, why does this title look so ridiculous?

"Why are you going out? This is good." Habs was lazy on the ground, obviously unwilling to move easily.

The blood vessels on Nick Fury's head suddenly popped up, and he silently said in his heart, "I am the director of SHIELD, and I don't care about a dog." So he silently recited it three times before he suppressed the idea of ​​sending Habs into the laboratory. "My subordinates and I have some things to talk about, and you need to avoid it."

"Just talk. Do you guys even avoid dogs when talking?" Habs was not interested in Nick Fury's reason.

Nick Fury once again murmured in his heart, I am the Director of SHIELD... but his hand unconsciously touched the pistol on his thigh.

And just as this is about to be staged, the decisive battle between Director S.H.I.E.L.D. vs. Husky, it was still Colson who was strong. "You go out and I'll ask Melinda to take you to our restaurant. Maybe you want to taste the steak that just came out of the pot."

Habs, who was lying on the ground and was about to die, got up as soon as he heard this, and said, "Beef? I want three-point cooked ones. Do you usually eat this? Do you still need a police dog in SHIELD? This dog is hard-working, experienced, professionally looking for people for thirty years, and biting people for thirty years."

"Okay, you go out first, we'll talk about something else later." Colson was so amused and laughed in the face of Habs's speech that was completely unconventional.

Under the temptation of steak, Habs left obediently, but while walking, he turned around and said, "I really don't think about it? Let me tell you, maybe five or six of you can beat me up. Although the boss doesn't agree with me to change jobs, I can do part-time jobs."

A pair of steak seduces you to this way? Evanson usually keeps you hungry. Colson watched Habs leave the office and turned to see his boss, who was so sank like water. His face was black, but now he has painted it. So he quickly said, "Sir, he is all nonsense, don't care."

"Of course I don't care, but..." It's just that even a dog treats SHIELD as a part-time job, which is very unhappy.

"Tell me, how will he react after telling our guesses to the warlock?" With Nick Fury's cultivation and identity, he naturally would not bother with a dog, so let's forget it if he was upset, it's still important to do it.

"He was a little excited, angry and impatient." Colson recalled Evanson's reaction at that time, "and rebuked our suspicion as ignorant fear, and mocked me hard."

Of course, Colson would not hide it for Evanson. After all, he only met twice in total, and each time was not too pleasant. But then again, even if their relationship was very strong, Colson probably still had something to say and say, neither adding fuel to the fire nor deliberately concealing it, and faithfully completing his task.

"Very good." Unexpectedly, when Nick Fury heard Colson being sarcastic, he was not angry, but instead exclaimed, "Is he uneasy or fear?"

"No, he was a little excited, but calm." Colson replied. "And, I don't think he needs any uneasiness."

This time, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a scammer. So what should I be uneasy and fearful about such an accusation that is not realistic at all.

This is Colson's idea, but he took it for granted. If he was an ordinary person who was visited as a suspect by a super power department like S.H.I.E.L.D., even if he was completely innocent, he would be nervous and uneasy. Since Evanson did not have any uneasiness and fear, he could only say that he believed that he had the power to help himself to a certain extent, and it was this power that gave him confidence. Nick Fury thought of this, but he did not say it immediately.

"Then how does he treat you?" Nick Fury continued, and gave several examples "Arrogant, think he is superior, or please, be humble?"

"Neither." Colson replied decisively. "He likes to joke, and sometimes jokes are bad, but he communicates with us in an equal manner from beginning to end. He does not feel that he is higher than us, nor does he feel that he is inferior to us."

After hearing this, Nick Fury stopped asking questions, but fell silent. After a long time he said, "It's great, why do you say he's a little valuable? It seems that I can put him on the shortlist."

"List of candidates? What's the list of candidates?" Colson asked casually, but when he saw Nick Fury's one-eye swaying at him, he felt that he might have asked a question beyond his authority. "Sorry, I've surpassed it."

"It's okay, you must know sooner or later for the subordinate I trust most and the first agent I contacted with." Nick Fury didn't blame Colson for "I'm talking about a shortlist of a response team."

"I think this is not an ordinary response team, right?" Colson felt that since the candidate had a warlock, the others would not be ordinary people.

"Do you know Hulk?" Nick Fury asked suddenly.

"Of course I know that he beat General Ross' army up all over the ground." Colson knew the name of Hulk Hulk.

"Yes, General Ross suffered a great loss in his hands. Conventional weapons were no different from paper in front of him, but fortunately, he had no bad intentions, but he just wanted to escape." Speaking of this, Nick Fury suddenly changed his subject. "But what if another Hulk appears? The next Hulk feels that the Empire State Building is not beautiful enough to be demolished, or if he thinks the president is not good and wants to throw him out of the White House, how can we deal with it?"

"The best way to deal with nuclear bombs is also nuclear bombs." Nick Fury said with his eyes narrowed and "we need a special force specifically designed to deal with such high-risk aliens."
Chapter completed!