During a few conversations, the hermit master lifted the mirror space and left with two captives.

Taking this opportunity, Mu Qiu jumped out of the previous topic circle and said, "Come and see?"

"Of course." Luo Yan laughed, and the others agreed.

Several people quietly followed the hermits and came to the temple in New York with them. They had Mu Qiu covering their bodies, and several people who entered the temple were not found.

"Master Modu."

Several mages advanced along the corridor and came to the deep room, where they saw Modu who was temporarily sitting in the New York Temple.

"What's the matter?" Modu looked up from the book and looked at the people standing at the door.

"We have captured two captives." The two in front of the door moved to the sides, and several people outside the door walked in with two dark mages.

Mo Du's eyes glared down at the two captives who tied his hands and feet, and then re-looked at the several mages at the door, "Have you been interrogated?"

"No." The mages shook their heads. "We are not very ... good at interrogation."

Modu nodded. He was not good at interrogation, but someone was good at it. He raised his right hand and drew a circle of sparks. Then he reached in and drew a thick black suit.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ... hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh since ...!" The black suit caught the collar sent a series of exclamations

Waiting for all the black suits to be pulled out of the space door, Modu let go of his hand and said, "Colson, I'm asking you to come and I need your help."

"You, tube, here, call,‘ please! '”Coleson, who was finishing his clothes, heard the words, stared at them, and said word by word.

"The process may be a bit rough, but that doesn't matter, does it?"

In the face of small events, small events disappeared, and rogue indulgence, Coulson is still angry except anger, but there is no way but to silently record today's events in a small book, and later return.

"Say, why did you hurriedly dragged me in?" Controlling emotions is an introductory course for Agents. In one second, Coulson has changed into the official face, but when he said, When the word, Coleson intensified a little bit of tone casually.

The brain automatically replaces the ‘drag’ that it hears with ‘please’, and Mo Du explains expressionlessly, “I know that your SHIELD is good at interrogation, and today you are here to help me interrogate two people.”

Coulson tilted his head and looked at the doorway of the eye. When he saw two young men with blue noses and swollen faces and tied hands and feet, he frowned suddenly. "

"Oh, if you want to know the details of the two people, you don't need to bend corners." Mo Du sneered twice, and the words spoke made Coleson embarrassed for a second. Behind his head, follow the words of Modu and ask the details of the two.

"What forces were the two of them? What happened? Is it serious? Is it urgent? SHIELD can dispatch support at any time."

And the original question extended more related questions.

Looking at Coleson lightly, Modu spit out two words, "Guess."

"Interesting?" Coulson said silently.

"It's interesting, especially when I see your speechless expression, it makes me happy." Modu said deliberately, but Coulson's expression didn't change. He just stared at Modu lightly, his eyes seemed to be able to speak. .

If you keep playing, I won't be with you.

When it was enough, Modu spoke of the business, "they are dark believers who believe in the Lord of Darkness, Dammam."

"Explain Domam in detail." About the mysterious information, SHIELD has very little.

"Darkness is another dimension different from reality. You can understand it as a different world. Dorma is the lord in the darkness. The only king is very powerful. Don't ask how strong it is, you just don't know."

"The most important thing is that Domam's purpose is to drag the earth into the dark dimension, but humans cannot survive in the dark dimension."

"Simply put, there is a big villain who wants to destroy the world, right?" Coleson concluded.

"You're right."

"Okay, I see." Coulson took a deep breath and locked his eyes on the two prisoners. "The outcome of the interrogation will be given to you immediately."

Coulson moved his fingers a few times and made a 'click' bone sound.

In the past, Coulson's interrogation of prisoners and prisoners required props and language temptations, but now Coulson has evolved and no longer needs props because ...

"Ah ~ hit ~~!"

His fists are more efficient.

In a violent boxing, no matter how the two captives cried, begged for mercy, or cursed, Coulson didn't stop. After ten consecutive minutes, the captives were about to die, and Coulson finally stopped.

Bend over, stretch out his right hand to grab the collar of a captive, and drag it to the face less than a meter away. The eyes of the two meet and see the indifference in Coleson's eyes, the captive becomes more afraid.

"Show you a baby."

Coulson suddenly smiled ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ With an empty hand, he took a test tube out of his pocket and shook it in front of the captive.

"Winter melon pork rib soup has the effect of clearing away heat and detoxifying and healing the wounds. You only need to take a small sip of the wounds on your wounds, which is enough to restore the original condition. How is it, pleased?

"With one sip, we can continue to play happily."

The captive showed fear, shook his head frantically, and growled, "Don't drink, I won't drink!"

"How can you not drink it? You are hurt!" Coulson was extremely gentle, but the gentler the captive became more afraid, he closed his mouth tightly, and shook his head frantically.

Coulson smiled, squeezed the prisoner's mouth, and filled him with a small tube of soup. All the injuries of the prisoner suddenly disappeared, and the two prisoners fell into deep despair.

Seeing that the effect was almost the same, Coulson released his hand and the captive fell back to the ground.

"Now, I ask you to answer, or we will continue to play happily."

Coulson squatted before the captive and said gently.

The captive nodded frantically, as if shaking a vibration, the frequency was too high.

Beside, Mu Qiu, who was on the sidelines, smashed his mouth and gave the same sigh.

Unexpectedly, Coulson usually looked gentle and kind, but when he was fierce, he was not ordinary.

It's a wolf.

While sighing and not forgetting to listen to the contents of the interrogation, Mu Qiu obtained the current gathering place of the dark believers and their plans.

"I have a bold idea." Woban's eyes glowed with green wolf.

"Fold up your bold thoughts." Mu Qiu gave him a glance.

"I have an immature suggestion." Woban did not give up, tempting wildly.

"I have a complete set of combo moves, do you want to try?" Mu Qiu emptied his eyes, squinting at Woban.

"No need, thank you, goodbye!" Refused Sanlian.