After saying so much, Evanson himself doesn't want to go.

This is really not like what she said. He could only let Michael explode on the spot and try to cure him. A low-level life was absorbed. But this time it was not only S.H.I.E.L.D., but there would be someone on Gemini. In terms of closeness and alienation, he must have wanted Gemini, two people who knew the truth, to take away the people, so what should he do if he met an acquaintance after he went over? Awkward act? Are you annoying?

Moreover, this time the matter had nothing to do with him. He was just here to receive the bounty. As soon as Colson begs him, he would go over to help. Then, if you beg him next time, will you still not go? As the saying goes, "Sheng Mien fights with Mi Qiu, and helps them a lot, they are used to it. If you can't go once you have something to do, it will make people feel that they are doing something wrong.

Although Colson's character would never be like this, Evanson wouldn't jump in even though he knew it was a trouble.

"It's fine if you don't go." Seeing Evanson's clear attitude, Colson was too lazy to continue persuasion. He opened the car door and wanted to get on the bus. "What's wrong with participating in our mission? We are the S.H.E.L.D. Special Team. Every mission is worth one more special allowance than others. If you go there, even if you just do nothing... Alas? People?" Colson said, and when he looked up, he suddenly found that there was no one in the place where Evanson was standing just now.

"Why are you still standing there and getting in the car!"

Colson turned his head and found that Evanson was already sitting in the car and wearing a seat belt for himself. "What should I do if something happened if I save someone like putting out a fire, but I'm still here to go back slowly? Drive away quickly!"

Colson started the car and you looked at Evanson with a weird expression. "I would say I had money to take it. Have you left with us?"

"Nonsense! If you had to say this earlier, would I have to spend so much effort?!"

"Listen." Colson brought his sunglasses, his eyes almost rolled to the cover of the Tianling. "You are just the last resort this time, and we will focus on persuasion, but if things cannot be done... since you can control the explosion form, I hope it will be smaller, the better."

"No problem, I'll let him explode whatever you want!"

Soon they arrived at the coordinate location issued by Sgai and surrounded the van. Colson held a loudspeaker and shouted "I know you are in there, Mr. Michael, we are just here to help, so please cooperate!"

If you know how to cooperate, there will be a ghost! This soft and persuasion of surrender has ever worked? If you call the people inside and listen, the hostages have been shot dead by us, he promises to run out and surrender obediently.

Sure enough, Michael in the car found something wrong, kicked the door of the van and smashed a lot of people. Then he held his son with one hand and grabbed Sgai with the other, and ran to the exit hall of the nearby train station.

"So... do I need to do it?" Seeing that the persuasion failed, and before the Gemini people arrived, Evanson stretched out a finger and asked, "I can let him explode into a cylindrical shape, the explosion diameter is less than one meter, and it will definitely not affect the innocent."

"Put your fingers away!" Colson thought to himself, don't move at all, and he's going to die, okay?" "Let me talk to him again and again."

"You have the final say, Mr. Franklin." Evanson shouted at Colson's back, who rushed in with a large group of people.

At this moment, Evanson suddenly saw two police cars drifting and stopping, and six people in police uniforms rushed into the train station with shotguns.

Policeman Evanson thought to himself that Colson should have already notified the police station in advance. Where are these policemen going to join in? And judging from their way of action and physical fitness, they are too elite as policemen, right?

But if it were people sent by Gemini, they would appear too weak, and those people already had their own departments, so they would not have disguised themselves as policemen.

That's the irrelevant person who came to disrupt the situation? Evanson showed a sinister smile, and his hands were pinched into a strange gesture behind his back. It was much easier to deal with these ordinary people. He only needed a small spell to make them die on the spot.

At this time, Evanson's eyes suddenly lit up, and his hands slowly loosened. He suddenly felt that these people would go in, to mess up the situation, and delay Colson's progress was also good. Because he saw a heavy Harley motorcycle slowly stopped not far away, a woman dressed in black denim and a big gun on her waist jumped out of the car with a cloak, then picked up the chain lock and squatted on the ground to lock the car.

After being pulled into the station by McKen, Sgay naturally would not sit and wait for death. When passing by a group of Russian men's tour groups with obvious excessive male hormones, she suddenly kicked one of the men's legs and instantly misled it and transferred the hatred to Michael. "You said it right, he is indeed very cheap."

How could these Russians stand this? They attacked them and fought at Michaels. However, they were not the opponents of Michael who had been strengthened and were knocked away in just a few seconds. However, Mike came to his senses and found that the times had already taken his son to nowhere.

Michael immediately felt anxious that this woman not only betrayed the revolution, but also joined the human trafficker organization that wanted to abduct his son! What happened?

But while he was tracking these two people, a group of people dressed in policemen took a shotgun and shot him without saying a word! He didn't know that this weapon was no longer lethal to him, so he had to dodge and continue searching.

"What's going on?" Melinda was looking for a suitable commanding height on the second floor of the station, but suddenly heard the sound of gunfire and immediately asked loudly in the communicator. "Didn't you say you wouldn't shoot first?"

"It's not our people, there seem to be other organizations here." Colson replied anxiously. The situation at the scene became more complicated. Not only did he have to deal with Michael who was about to explode, but he also had to deal with these guys who suddenly appeared.

"Can they be from the Heizhang Department?" Meilin rushed to the back of a fake policeman and smashed his legs. The guy fell to the ground in an instant. "They are also pursuing this matter."

"This idea is not very good, ma'am." Before Melinda could ask if this guy was from the Black Chamber, a sound suddenly appeared behind him. It turned out that it was a very dangerous thing to suddenly appear behind him when a large cat like a tigress was in predation. Melinda turned around almost conditioned and punched him.

With a bang, Melinda's powerful punch was firmly taken by the opponent with one hand. This surprised Melinda very much. Because she suddenly didn't have time to think about the incident, she had no time to hide her strength at all.

It was only then that Melinda could see clearly that the person came. The wide cowboy hat covered most of her face, half a lit cigar on her mouth, a short black cloak for shielding the wind and sand, a pair of leather armor of unknown material, a long black bucket of jeans, a pair of heavy riding boots with a reel and a quaint revolver on her waist, like a person walking out of an old western film.

"Don't be so nervous, ma'am." The woman's tone also had the unique frivolity and slutty of a cowboy, but the smile on the corner of her mouth twitched. Obviously, her punch was not as easy as he did. "I am McNa, special agent of the Black Chamber Division, Jesse McNa."

"Special Agent? It's really special..." Melinda looked at her holding her left hand. She knew the strength of her punch after the upgrade ceremony, so it was really special to be able to take her punch with one hand.

"You are very special too..." The hands of Macna and Melinda holding each other creaked, and the power they used was not small. "Have you experienced strengthening, too?"

"How could that happen?" Melinda suddenly pulled her hand back and said, "No, I don't, don't talk nonsense."

"Then why are you so strong?" McNa asked in a low voice.

Melinda replied without thinking, "I am born with divine power!"

"Why..." McArthur pressed the brim of his hat, and suddenly his eyes changed, "Be careful!"

The policeman who was answered by Melinda had recovered his consciousness at some point and was quietly touching the shotgun that was thrown to the ground. But at this moment, McNa took a sudden step forward and kicked it around.

The policeman was stunned by the strong wind pressure brought by this leg, but after a while he found that nothing had happened and he didn't seem to have suffered a heavy blow. Could it be that the other party kicked it in vain?

As soon as the thought came out, he felt a chill in his throat, a red line slowly spreading around his neck, and then a large amount of blood gushed out from it. At this time, the spinner spur on McNa's heel slowly stopped spinning, and a drop of scarlet blood dripped from it.

"It's so cruel to start..." Melinda glared at Macna, because if she had done it herself, she would probably choose to capture it alive instead of killing it directly.

"Don't make a mistake, ma'am, I'm just footing. And I don't want people to misunderstand. These miscellaneous people are from the Heizhang Department." McNa held on the handle of the pistol with one hand and slowly moved her vision. The locations of the fake police were locked firmly by her.

In an instant, the gun came out like a dragon. Just like the old western film, Macna pulled out her pistol like lightning and placed it on her waist, pulled the trigger, and her left hand almost moved the hammer with a afterimage, instantly emptied the bullets in the gun.

The fake policemen in different locations were shot almost at the same time, and a large amount of blood burst out from their bodies, and fell to the ground with an incredible look.

After doing all this, McNa raised her pistol with a finger pressed against the button and shook it to the left. The bullet nest popped out, and the empty shell inside slid from it, making a jingle sound on the ground.

After reloading the bullet, McNa shook the cloak, held the brim of the hat with one hand and inserted the gun back into the holster with the other. "It's just right..." The watch on her left wrist, all the pointers coincided exactly at the direction of 12 o'clock and no matter how long it was.
Chapter completed!