Chapter 208 "Yes, you can call me Superman." (Please vote for me)
Late at night, at a secret private airport in New York.
Colson was standing in the cold wind with his team members, waiting for a special plane to land.
"Ward."
The mixed-race Skye approached the male colleague next to her and asked in a low voice: "Do you know who the director asked us to wait for?"< br>
Ward shook his head, with a somewhat impatient look on his face, "No matter who he is, he is really big enough. At two o'clock in the morning, if so many of us are waiting for him, if this guy Fake takes a fancy If it doesn’t work, I will be the first to spare him!”
“I have checked this person’s information”
Another team member joined their conversation and whispered: "All the origins and past of this man named Rango Winchester are completely blank. The only video data has been encrypted and managed by SHIELD headquarters, so there is no trace of it at all."
" Wow."
Skye's eyes lit up: "It sounds like a great big shot. Do you think he is another Iron Man like Tony Stark?"
The biggest news in the world these days is that Tony Stark, the president of the Stark Group, revealed his identity to the media in public. He was the man who recently destroyed an entire street wearing a gold-red armor and fighting with Iron Overlord. man.
He admitted Iron Man’s identity very readily and simply.
The entire United States went offline. This man, who had disappeared from the public eye for some time, once again became the darling of the United States.
“I hope not, I don’t like working with bad people.” Mei, who looks purely Asian, shook her head and chuckled.
Just when they were chatting happily, a small light spot appeared in the sky, and the small transport plane finally appeared in sight.
Colson stood up straight and winked at everyone, indicating that everyone should pay attention to their image. He himself looked serious, but he was inevitably a little uneasy in his heart.
Nick said that this person is difficult to get along with and asked him to pay attention to his posture when contacting him.
Not long after, the transport plane door slowly opened.
In front of everyone, a man wearing a jacket and a bad expression walked out slowly, biting a cigarette butt.
“Wow.”
Skye and the women present glanced at each other in unison, and they all saw the surprise in each other's eyes. Unexpectedly, the helper this time turned out to be a handsome and cool guy.
"Mr. Winchester, I am"
Lango raised his hand to interrupt this guy's words, glanced around the crowd, and said unhappily: "Nick Fury's damn trouble with Falk Where? ”
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S.H.I.E.L.D.
In the corridor outside the director's office, Coulson stood quietly outside the door, hearing the faint sound of fierce arguments in the room, and shook his head helplessly.
Although he had just come into contact with Lango, he had a hunch that this would be a more difficult thorn in the side than Tony.
"I'm not one of those bullshit eighth-level or ninth-level agents from SHIELD, nor am I your subordinate."
Rango's voice came through the crack in the door, with obvious dissatisfaction: "You can't treat me as a tool that comes and goes at a moment's notice, an ordinary person with an Asgardian weapon? Falk. Even you can't solve such a thing, and you actually have the nerve to talk about saving the earth and fighting against it. Alien crisis? ”
"Watch your tone, Rango!"
Nick Fury's voice followed closely, also full of displeasure and warning: "Don't forget who gave the Hydra base you just destroyed Yours, and those superhuman materials, do you know that it’s illegal for me to give you these things, but I haven’t even heard a word of thanks from you?”
“Water! "Fake?"
Lango was speechless, as if he had heard a big joke, "I helped you destroy the Hydra base, and you still want me to thank you? Fake, Hydra and I?" The snake doesn’t have any grudges, it’s you who do, okay.”
“What about the two twins you took away from the base?”
Nick doesn’t seem to be interested in this. Being too entangled in the matter, he coughed lightly and changed the subject: "You said you were forming a superhero team for SHIELD, why didn't they come back with you this time?"
"They are still in a good mood. It’s not very stable. I’m worried that when they come to the big city, their super powers will go out of control.”
Lango’s answer seemed casual and perfunctory. Of course, this was just an excuse he came up with on the way. As for why he wasn't brought here.
How could he be brought here to brainwash the SHIELD guys before his relationship with Wanda and Quicksilver was well developed?
Just look at the civil war between the two gangs of Captain America and Iron Man in the future. You will know that the Avengers are very serious in cliques. In order to ensure his future status, of course he has to cultivate more His own confidant.
When Nick Fury heard this, a sneer appeared on his lips, obviously dissatisfied with Lango's perfunctory attitude. "This reason is barely acceptable, but how are you going to explain the next one?"
As he spoke, he pressed the button on the table, and the screen immediately showed Lango using a laser in Sokovia. Pictures of people being killed before their eyes.
"Are you also out of control?" Nick asked in a deep voice.
Lango raised his eyebrows slightly and explained in a relaxed manner: "You may not believe it, but this guy is actually a spy of Hydra. Everything I do is to protect S.H.I.E.L.D. And innocent citizens."
".Haha."
Nick sneered with disgust, and then said helplessly: "We have used means to suppress this video for you. You should be lucky that not many people have seen this scene, otherwise, the place where you should be now is in prison."
Lango shrugged. It seems that this black guy is far less righteous than he thought. He brushed this matter off so lightly.
"Citizens have become more and more accepting of superhumans, but they are more concerned about whether your actions are consistent with justice."
Nick Fury continued: "But the problem Yes, it doesn’t matter who you are, what matters is what you do.”
Nick continued, staring at Lango, “If you really plan to form a superhero team, then. Your behavior must withstand public scrutiny. Otherwise, how can you make the citizens believe that you are a real hero? "So?" Lange raised his eyebrows and looked at him.
Nick smiled slightly and pointed to the door, "Colson and the others are investigating a serious case. The murderer has used a powerful weapon to cause a large number of casualties and is planning a larger terrorist attack."
He walked up to Lange, patted him on the shoulder, and encouraged him seriously: "I hope you can do something worthy of being called a superhero this time."
Lan Ge's face looked a little weird. The bastard in front of him looked like he was messing with Fake one second, but in the next moment he became bitter again.
He looked at Nick for a few times, then shook his head, "You know Nick, sometimes your enthusiasm is like the residual heat on the toilet, which makes people feel sick."
"Get out!"
Soon after, a tense and orderly atmosphere filled the air in a command center of SHIELD.
Colson, leading his elite team, is making every effort to use satellite networks and cutting-edge technological equipment to try to locate Jacob's whereabouts.
Although everyone is concentrating on their work, many people's attention is still unconsciously attracted by a figure in the corner - Lange, who is leaning leisurely on the sofa, holding a hand in one hand. He was sipping a milkshake and flipping through comics with one hand, as if the tense atmosphere around him had nothing to do with him.
"This guy"
Male agent Ward complained in a low voice, frowning, "I said I was here to help us, but so far, apart from eating and drinking, I haven't been able to help at all."
Colson patted him on the ear after hearing this. shoulder, and said warmly: "Be patient, Rango has his own way."
Compared with the grumpy Ward, the rest of Colson's team looked at Rango quite differently. , Not to mention anything else, how could anyone without any special abilities have the guts to get angry with their director, Nick Fury, and they could hear the quarrel clearly in the corridor.
Rango on the sofa turned a deaf ear to the discussions around him.
Except for Coulson, there was no familiar face in this group of people, so he had no idea of making friends.
But the mixed-race boy named Skye is quite good-looking.
He quietly glanced at the pair of straight long legs not far away, and his eyes slowly moved upward. shift.
Hmm. The curvature of her chest is a bit worse than that of Wanda, but her appearance is indistinguishable. Even in Lango's opinion, this woman's mixed-race appearance is more charming than Wanda's.
“Does it look good?”
While Lango was secretly admiring it, Skye suddenly appeared in front of him and asked with a generous smile.
Upon seeing this, Lange put down the comic in his hand, looked at the other person with appreciative eyes, nodded, and said directly: "My cat can talk. Do you want to come home with me and have a look when you have time?"
< br>"Walter?!" Skye looked stunned when he heard this, secretly muttering to himself that this guy's way of picking up conversations was too old-fashioned.
But in the next second, the kitten with golden eyelashes lying next to the other party actually spoke.
"Master, you can't just use me as an excuse when you see a girl." Before Youmi could finish her words, Rango quickly covered her mouth.
He coughed awkwardly, shrugged at Skye and said with a smile: "See, I didn't lie to you."
".Unbelievable."
Skye With her mouth slightly open, she looked at the teddy bear playing with the mobile phone next to the man and the sleeping stone monster lying on the ground, and asked doubtfully: "Are you... a summoner?"
"Oh?!"
Lango was suddenly surprised. He laughed dumbly and said: "To be honest, I have met so many people, and you are the only one who can see my true identity."
“Really?” Skye chuckled and said, “I think this should be easy. Apart from summoners, I can’t think of anyone who can bring cats, teddy bears, and stone monsters together. Come together.”
She asked curiously: "Then you are also a superhero? Summoner?"
"Shet, this nickname is too ugly."
Lango immediately shook his head and said, It's time for him to think of a nickname for himself, otherwise it would be a big deal if Rango's name suddenly appeared among a bunch of Iron Man, Thor, Spider-Man, Doctor Strange and other superheroes in the future.
But what should I do?
He pondered for a moment, and flashed in his mind his physical defense comparable to that of a god, his supersonic movement speed, his physical strength like a giant beast, and his floating flight. The ability, as well as the special skills to survive in extreme environments, as well as the iconic laser eyes
"Hmm"
Lango pondered for a while, and then said seriously: " You can call me Superman!”
“Pfft”
Hearing this, Skye couldn’t help but laugh and said, “You mean your name is Superman?”< br>
“What’s wrong?” Lange said speechlessly: “Is this nickname unpleasant?”
"Well, it's just a little too straightforward. I thought it would be cooler."
Lango frowned slightly and was about to ask Skye to help him think of another one. Suddenly, Coulson and others were heard from the side. An excited voice: "Found it! Jacob is now in the town of Hopkin, Boston!"
Then, Colson's voice became urgent and nervous: "Shet! There is a There is a huge amount of people in a marathon. He obviously wants to attack when the crowds are the thickest. We must act immediately!”
Boom——!
Before he finished speaking, a deafening sonic boom suddenly exploded in the base.
While everyone was shocked, they saw that a huge gap had been blasted out of the wall by an invisible force.
Rango and others, who were still sitting on the sofa chatting with Skye, have disappeared.
Sorry, I have a fever and am in no condition
(End of chapter)