Banner pondered the words of multi-ethics a little, and suddenly found that sometimes the old driver always had some connotation.

"An old driver survived after seeing the ghost?" Banner asked again.

When a scientist first needs a persistent heart, when he encounters a problem that he does not understand, he must rely on a persistent spirit to enhance his knowledge reserve.

"That's not true." Duo morale smiled a bit far away, and quietly shifted the topic: "It is said that this is a ghost."

"An old driver said again?" Ryan glanced at him.

Although the name of the old driver is quite famous in the previous life, it has nothing to do with catching ghosts.

"Listen to a passenger." Doppler shook his head.

In fact, the reason why the old drivers know more about the local situation and gossip is that the first reason is that they run around the streets all day and see more things.

The second is that there are many people they contact each day, and people in this closed environment in the car are always easier to open the conversation box.

"How fierce can it be?"

Ryan lay back again, and asked some perfunctory.

This kind of gossip is good to listen to, but if you really combine the information together, you will find that these words can't stand scrutiny at all.

"Everyone who looks at it can't find the corpse," said Duo Pinde suspiciously. "Recently, even the little gangsters on the street have been reduced a lot. I'm afraid I met the red ghost when I went out.

"Maybe it's a new superhero in New York." Ryan raised his eyebrows.

Although he hadn’t looked down on this meager happiness, he hadn’t been out for a long time, but he vaguely remembered that Daredevil’s uniform seemed to be red,

In fact, if you think about it carefully, most superheroes seem to have a preference for red, such as Iron Man's armor, such as Peter Parker's spider suit, such as Sol's red cloak...

Perhaps this so-called Li Gui is a fledgling superhero.

"You can call him a ghost man in the future." Ryan nicknamed the younger generation.

"Superhero?" Duo morale pouted. "Even if he is not a ghost, he will not be a superhero. How can a superhero kill such a brazen man?"

"What do you know."

Ryan glanced at him, sometimes even an old driver, but when you don’t have the threshold of which world to touch, you can’t hear news about that world from any channel.

There are thousands of superheroes in Marvel comics, what kind of?

"I......"

Doppler was going to say something, but was interrupted by Ryan directly waving his hand, "Don't say this, change the subject, has there been any gossip recently?"

"Gossip is there..." Duo morality continued.

I don’t know how long it took, when the sun only left a glimmer of light on the horizon, Ryan got up from his massage sofa and stretched his lazy waist to stop the uncharacteristic virtue.

"Tomorrow, let's stop today."

He picked up the teapot and water glass he placed on the table. When he was about to turn back to his cabin, a man suddenly came by the unfinished fence. The speed was not very fast. He walked limping and seemed to have legs It's not very easy.

"I think there is something you are absolutely interested in here."

The soft afterglow printed Hank's face, the stubble on his chin had not been shaved, and the suit on his body was a little rumpled, like an old man returning home drunk at night.

"Oh, has Nick Fury completely abandoned you now?" Ryan stopped and looked at Hank. "Somehow, he is also a senior agent. It looks like the lazy man kicked out by his wife makes no difference."

"Where are the other high-level agents that S.H.I.E.L.D.?" Hank smiled bitterly.

Although Nick Fury did not block his thoughts of leaving, as a real person, Hank was still in SHIELD, no, it should be called the relevant department now,

He stayed there for a few days and handed over all the work and materials that needed to be handed over to Hill before he hurried over.

Although S.H.I.E.L.D. has been divided into pieces, the volume is there after all. Even if it has been streamlined and then streamlined, there are many things that need to be handled and noticed.

Hank rubbed some of his eyes that couldn't be opened. "Do you want to hear me talk to you now, or are you going to let me go to sleep and listen again tomorrow, I haven't slept for days."

"Then where have you been a few days ago?" Ryan quipped.

"With Hill..." Hank paused, correcting: "What is fooling around? We are doing business!"

"Oh..." Ryan dragged a long tail, revealing an expression that all men could understand. "I understand, I understand, it must be a very serious matter, can't you eat it?"

After talking, he glanced at the unshaven Hank. Hill, as a flower of SHIELD, didn't know how to insert it on this tuo xx.

"..." Hank rubbed his temples a little helplessly, his old face red and slightly red, but fortunately the light in the sunset was already reddish, so it was not seen by others.

Orphans and widows have been in the same room for so long, as long as not one of them is too ugly, it is actually normal to have a little feeling, especially if they were originally in the same batch to enter SHIELD,

After being born and died many times together in the next few years, some of the accumulated emotions will become thinner and warmer after having a vent.

"Then I'll go to bed first and say it again." Hank was stopped by Ryan when he shook his head and was about to enter Ryan's cabin.

"You live there." Ryan pointed to the newly built building, which had been transformed by him into an exclusive building for him and Skye.

"I'm really not curious about that thing?"

Hank walked halfway and suddenly turned around and asked.

"What's the matter?" Ryan asked casually. He had listened to gossip and gossip all afternoon. It was really difficult to be curious about something.

"New York has been a little uneasy recently." Hank's voice was a little low, but he just had a positive face to make these words come out of his mouth. There is no disturbing effect~lightnovelpub.net~When will New York be stable Ever? Ryan rolled his eyes.

"You have finished listening to me." Hank said with dissatisfaction. "There is a rumor that a red evil ghost has appeared in New York."

Banner, who was still looking forward to it, shook his head after hearing it, reminding: "We already know this."

"You know?" Hank looked at Ryan.

"I know, and I know more than you think." Ryan replied.

"...All right." Hank pulled his head awkwardly. The tiredness in his head made him a little bit conscious. "Then I will go to bed first, and I will talk about it tomorrow."

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Did you notice that my writing style has changed?