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Chapter 544 An anchor point in the world (first update)
Agent Hand is like a cold sharp sword, tough and sharp, which can solve any difficult problems for ordinary people.She is so indestructible, even in the face of Nick Fury or Salomon, she will insist on her own ideas, and a death cannot change her at all.Salomon reforged this sword, with the technology and unprecedented high-level authority that even SHIELD did not have, she will only be sharper and more deadly, so the small brass badge represents Salomon Unreserved trust given.

In her opinion, Coulson's team was too weak to let go of the Hydra agents who are still active today.This is something she cannot tolerate, just like the rebellion in the base she is in charge of, it is a disgrace that needs to be cleared.She didn't know why her new boss valued Coulson's team so much, but she knew that Salomon must have his own reasons.Agent Hand is quite sure, because that's how she was resurrected.Just like Nick Fury.Agent Victoria Hand feels that Salomon's acting style is almost the same as that of Nick Fury, and they are both completely mystical practitioners, which makes Agent Hand feel in a trance that he is still in S.H.I.E.L.D.

The division of authority management and the field service system have been completely brought into the Immortal City by her. To Salomon, she is not only an eighth-level agent, but also a commander.

She intends to carry out this mission with the authority at hand first.

She knew the mission was over when her new boss saw the report.At that time, even he can't criticize himself, because Hand believes that he can perfectly capture John Garrett and squeeze more valuable information from him.As for Grant Ward, Agent Hand felt that he would be better off dead.She can guarantee that this is definitely not a personal enmity.Now Agent Hand, who belongs to another organization, doesn't want to help Agent Coulson take back the Airbus at all. She just wants to call in the high-tech fighter jets in the Immortal City to attack Hydra directly. If there is a saturation of macro artillery Attack is even better.

However, neither Leopold Fitz nor Agent Coulson believe this is not a personal feud. They want Grant Ward alive, at least temporarily. The missions of Erson's team before S.H.I.E.L.D.'s disbandment are still being carried out now.There is no order, no authority, and he may be arrested at any time, just like a street hero who has become a vigilante.

This is definitely not a good thing.

It is not without reason that S.H.I.E.L.D. established a strict system for foreign agents. Those unkind rules and regulations can minimize unnecessary sacrifices and the possibility of leaking secrets.The Coulson team seen by Agent Hand is now completely out of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s rules and regulations, and even Melinda May, a professional field officer, has now been changed by Agent Coulson. Agent Hand doesn't believe they will Focus on tasks.

They're not agents anymore, they're vigilantes with no discipline at all.Agent Hand thought to himself.

However, she also knew that it was this kind of team that could breed unswerving loyalty. For a while, Agent Hand didn't know whether to envy or dislike it. "I will help, but not too much." She pushed her glasses and agreed to Agent Coulson's conditions, "There won't be too many casualties, but you must give me cyber technology. I need to This organization was handed over to Congress, of course, after I cleaned it up. I have a cover identity, so I have to use it to the extreme."

"Thank you for your help, Agent Hand." Coulson shook her hand gratefully, "Thank you very much. Also, say hello to Salomon for me."

"I will." She said calmly, "because my new boss likes you very much."

"I do like Agent Coulson very much," Salomon said, "not only because the prophecy says he can save the world, but also because I see fresh humanity and unparalleled loyalty in him. Dear, you I all know how important humanity is to us long-lived humans. Time wears out everything, including emotions, and if I hadn't met you, I have no idea what I'd be like... probably a cold bastard Bar."

"I didn't expect you to say such nasty things at any time." A light flashed in Beunita's eyes.This is the result of years of training. Salomon has become what she likes best. This kind of considerate and powerful person is what she likes.Although it is still impossible to erase the thoughts that the Supreme Mage instilled in Salomon since childhood, this little bastard has changed from being tense at the first meeting to a gentle fool who will not hide anything from her.She knew that Salomon had several mobile phones, that Salomon had established a peripheral organization of Karma Taj, and that Salomon had many, many aircraft carriers and fighter jets.But she doesn't care much about these, as she herself said, she is a family woman through and through.

The witch's life is wonderful enough, and now that the witch family is also destroyed, neither she nor Joan has a place to go.In addition to killing some angels, this is also to feed the demons and devils of the contract, and can also receive a reward from Kama Taj by the way.

"I know that I am not a product of nature, I accept this, and it is because of you that I am not divorced from my humanity. You, Joan of Arc, His Majesty, Athena, all of them are my anchor in the world .Especially you, we get to know each other, it's the best marriage ever... Mmm." Salomon couldn't go on, because Bayonetta had blocked his lips. "You didn't call me when you ate fruit. I already tasted the fruit." He complained pretendingly, "This is not something that a husband and wife should do. We have to be honest."

"Smelly brat, you only care about eating fruit, not this kiss!" Beunita laughed and patted her lover's shoulder, "I'll wait for you on the bed, come early, remember to brush your teeth."

"I promise, I'll be there in 10 minutes." Salomon put down the report in his hand, removed the parchment from under the hot desk lamp, put it in a folder, and put it together with the tire shop advertisement and the New York State Lottery.He didn't intend to read any further, he believed that Agent Hand could handle his own affairs well.He kissed Beunita's soft belly covered in tulle, feeling like he was going to die of drunkenness here.

"Or do you want to do it here? This is not in line with our tradition, but have you ever done it?" Bayonetta stroked Salomon's hair, "Hurry up, handsome boy, brush your teeth!"

"I promise to go." Salomon muttered, his voice as if immersed in a dream.

Bayonetta caressed the mystic, feeling Salomon's fiery breath. "Well, dear," she said, "it seems that you need a good rest." Salomon slurred words that no one could understand, like a small animal in sleep.The witch was a little proud, because she knew that she had eaten him to death, and with the most ostentatious love and tenderest emotion, he would never leave her embrace.

　Ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)