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Chapter 91 Want to draw the blood of the little hammer?Have you ever poked a rock with a needle?
beep~beep~
jingle bell ~ jingle bell ~
Hugust looked into the mist and vaguely heard the ringing of the phone. Thinking that he was calling his mother right now, he really couldn't believe it.

After Hugust hung up the phone in a hurry, the ringtone in the mist also disappeared.

"No no no!"

Thinking it was just a coincidence, Hu Gust called his mother again, and looked at the fog with concentration, praying in his heart not to ring the phone.

However, people's luck is so wonderful sometimes, the more you don't want to admit it, then the development of things will tend to lean towards the situation you least want to see.

jingle bell ~ jingle bell ~
"howl!"

In the mist, the cell phone rang again, breaking Hugust's fantasy. Just as Hugust was about to dial his mother's phone number again, in the mist, a roar interrupted Hugust's movements.

Swish!
A black figure quickly passed through the fog, scaring Hugust into a shiver.

"Who? Uncle Robert? Or Tossy? Oh! Please stop joking, I've always been timid! You're doing this! Me! I won't invite you to my bar mitzvah tomorrow!"

Hugust was full of uneasiness all over his body, whispered with a trembling voice, and moved his feet back unnaturally.

"drink!"

咻

"Fack! What is this!"

Just as Hugust heard a low roar, the hairs all over his body stood on end, when a red light suddenly pierced through the thick fog and flew over Hugust's head!Even set a few Hugust hairs on fire!

Frightened to the ground, Hugust got up in a hurry, and then, a burst of dense footsteps came from the mist.

"Howl! Ha!"

"Hah~"

"What is this? Is it everyone's prank? Was it specially prepared by everyone to welcome me?"

With a glimmer of expectation, Hugust stared closely at the many figures that suddenly appeared in the thick fog and approached him quickly. Although he thought so in his mouth and heart, his body was very honest.

The whole body has been turned halfway, as if to escape at any time. After all, Hugust knew about the zombie invasion in New York some time ago.

With the appearance of his own village now, it is hard for Hugust not to think that there are still zombies left who attacked his village, making the whole village from the lively scene in the past to so mysterious and quiet.

"Drink!"

"Aunt Vanja! Montero!? No no!"

When the first black figure rushed out of the thick fog, the familiar faces made Hugust subconsciously call out their names, although the body is now rotten, and the face is full of strange lines .

But after being together for such a long time day and night, Hu Gust recognized some of the villagers rushing to the front right away!Those are undoubtedly with my relatives!

But now!But they all turned into this ghost! ?
"Montero! It's me! I'm Huguste!?"

Hu Gust looked at his playmate from childhood, or the elders who were originally kind-hearted, and shouted their names in despair, but it was a pity that those familiar faces had become ferocious now, Running towards Hugust!

And Hu Gust is not a fool, as early as when the group of villagers who had changed into neither human nor ghost rushed out of the thick fog, they ran away.

Moreover, Hu Gust, who knew the law of turning back while running, would die, just glanced at the zombies, and then ran towards New York City, because now Hu Gust only had one thought in his mind.

Since New York City was able to stop a zombie outbreak, New York City will definitely be able to resist this small-scale outbreak again!
"Colson, you S.H.I.E.L.D. really don't want to suffer a loss. You said that if you suffer this small loss, maybe I can help you avoid a big one. Unfortunately, you missed this opportunity perfectly. .”

Inside S.H.I.E.L.D., looking at the little hammer being photographed and archived in the recording room, Key turned to Coulson and teased, after all, although he didn’t know how many Hydra members were in S.H.I.E.L.D., he roughly knew who Not Hydra.

This information alone can make Fury more relaxed, but since S.H.I.E.L.D. is not willing to release some benefits, but uses the condition of pacifying the weepers outside, then I will not be polite. What do you S.H.I.E.L.D. like in the future, It doesn't matter if I die.

He wanted to win me over, but he didn't give him any favors. I really saw how stingy this black stewed egg is.

"You can't say that, Mr. Key, the director also has a lot of restraint. After all, SHIELD is not up to the director alone. Even if you want to help you, don't you have to have a valid reason? Now let's proceed first." Mutual assistance and mutual benefit, it will not be too late to develop in depth in the future.”

What Coulson said in the scene is very nice, but you are not the director now, so you can just talk big and casual.

Key also knew what Coulson meant and didn't reply, but what happened next made Key's eyes slightly narrowed.

"Kolson, you didn't say that you need to draw blood to collect the data?"

Seeing a staff member walking towards the small hammer with a giant needle, Key was a little unhappy, although he felt that the needle was of high quality if it could pierce the ash on the surface of the small hammer.

But it is not impossible to get the gene sequence of the little hammer, or even to clone a little hammer, which makes Key very dissatisfied.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Key! There is no such job, I'll check right away!"

Coulson quickly checked the manual on the next side, and found something was wrong, he quickly finished speaking to Key, and then ran into the recording room quickly.

Ke Yi continued to observe outside.

"stop!"

As soon as Coulson entered the recording room, he yelled at the staff member holding the needle, but when the man saw Coulson, he sped up his movements, trotted a few steps to the rear of the small hammer, raised his hand The needle was suddenly pierced.

puff!
In an instant, the eyes of the entire recording room were focused on that person, and an extremely embarrassing thing happened, that is, the needle tube got stuck in the thick leather armor of the small hammer.

Little Hammer, on the other hand, was still leisurely eating all kinds of high-quality food prepared by S.H.I.E.L.D. He only felt his ass was touched by something, which didn't hurt or itch.

The man was still pressing the needle hard, intending to insert the needle before Coulson arrived.

Boom!
A crisp sound sounded, and Coulson's pace also slowed down, because the needle tube, which was as thick as a thumb, broke abruptly from the middle.

　Thank you, the one hundred book coins rewarded by the book friend, emm, the name of this book friend is...

　　
　
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