Marvel Angels Arrive

Earth, American Empire, Manhattan, New York City. .biquge

This is an important part of New York City, backed by Brooklyn and facing New York Harbor.

In the very center of Manhattan, there is an extremely cool building - Stark Tower, which echoes the Manhattan Church not far away.

However, today, more than meters directly above the Stark Building, a mass of about two meters in length, spinning happily and transparent and unknown, suddenly appeared.

"Sir, signs of spatial distortion were found in Manhattan, New York." A mechanical voice sounded in the underground garage of the villa, which is also the production room of the owner of the villa.

A nearly 1932-year-old man who was working under a 40 Ford classic car painted with flame paint climbed out from under the car and asked, "Jarvis, where is Manhattan specifically? You know, Manhattan is also very..." big."

"Right above your building, sir."

"St! Jarvis, arrange a private plane, I want to rush there immediately!"

"Sir, this will take about 2 hours."

Agent Phil Coulson, whose hairline is rising steadily, is hurrying towards the director's office.

"Director Fury, our technicians have detected a spatial distortion."

A dark braised egg turned around, it was Nick Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Colson, finish the sentence in one sentence. Where did it happen?"

Coulson trembled when he heard this and thought, 'Is the air conditioner in the director's office turned on too much? ’ I glanced at the sun outside the window and the black trench coat Director Fury wore, and I suddenly understood.

"It happened above Stark Tower, Director Fury." Agent Kelson immediately took over.

Fury lowered his head and thought for a while, then said, "Agent Coulson, go and investigate, don't alert anyone, and see if it's the trick that the playboy did. Remember, fly a Quinjet."

A lady wearing a yellow mage robe suddenly raised her head, put the ring hanging on her waist on her left index finger and middle finger, drew her right hand in front of her body, and opened a spark-filled portal. Her face turned pale, and then He regained his rosiness and stepped into the portal in one step.

Here, a beam of white light envelops a beautiful blond figure with white wings and is pierced on the crystal wall. The person in this white light is naturally Angel Yan who was lost in hyperspace before, and Angel Yan is still shrouded in