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"It's so early, is there something wrong?"

"Ah."

Zhang Ming asked, "Business or private matters?"

Coulson on the other end of the phone thought for a few seconds and then said, "Both."

"Okay, I'll wait for you downstairs in the apartment."

Ten minutes later, a royal red old-fashioned convertible car slowly drove over. Colson sat in the driver's seat, changing his usual professional appearance of a black suit and white shirt. He was wearing a flirty floral shirt and a pair of sunglasses.

"Get in the car." Coulson said coolly.

"The car is nice!"

Zhang Ming opened the door, sat on the passenger seat, fastened his seat belt, and felt the perfect comfort of the seat.

"Her name is Laura."

"You even named the car. I didn't expect you to be a romantic."

Colson accepted Zhang Ming's compliment, "I know a Chinese restaurant that tastes good. You should like it."

Zhang Ming nodded noncommittally, leaned back in his chair, and enjoyed the ride.

After arriving at the restaurant, Colson greeted the restaurant owner in Chinese. Judging from his expression, he probably didn't know how bad his Chinese was.

After sitting down in the private room and waiting for all the dishes to be served, Zhang Ming asked, "What on earth is going on?"

"Huh?" Colson just picked up the chopsticks and was wrestling with a small steamed bun.He's not good enough with chopsticks.

"I asked you why you pulled me here so early in the morning. It can't really be to treat me to a Cantonese breakfast, right?"

Zhang Ming saw that he was still struggling with a steamed dumpling, "You'd better get started, I'm getting anxious just watching."

Colson gave up the steamed dumpling and took a sip of tea with a slight embarrassment.

"I originally wanted to finish eating before speaking." Coulson put down the tea cup and said, "It's not good news after all."

Zhang Ming shrugged and said, "You tell me, I have a strong psychological endurance."

Coulson took out a thumb-sized device. He placed it on the table and gently pressed the red button on the device. A faint sound of electricity came from the device.

"This ensures that our conversation will not be heard by anyone. What did we just say...yes, bad news." Coulson took out a mobile phone, opened the screen and pushed it over.

On the screen were the names of major organizations around the world.

The domestic agencies in the United States include the FBI, CIA, and the British MI[-]. In addition to these regular intelligence agencies, there are also many organizations whose names Zhang Ming has never heard of.

There is a "+" symbol behind each organization, and there is a series of numbers behind the symbol. Zhang Ming counted the numbers and found that the lowest numbers were all over ten million.

Before Zhang Ming asked the question, Coulson gave the answer.

"This is a list of organizations around the world that are interested in you. The organizations marked with a plus sign want to recruit you in a friendly manner, and the organizations marked with a minus sign want to capture you for in vivo research. The last number is their willingness to achieve this goal. funds used.”

"Wow!" The long list of numbers made Zhang Ming dizzy, "Am I so valuable now?"

"Hulk was once the target of interest from major organizations. Then a few nights ago, Hulk was almost beaten to tears by Blonsky. After learning the news, the eyes of the world were focused on Blonsky. On the body.

Do you know how many spies and agents were sent to the United States when Blonsky and Hulk were fighting each other?Just when my colleagues got on the plane, they got the latest news——"

Colson pointed at Zhang Ming and said, "There was a thin and weak Chinese young man who knocked out Bronski with one punch. If the force had been stronger, he might have been killed with one punch!"

Zhang Ming spread his hands and said there was nothing he could do.

Coulson rubbed his temples and said tiredly, "S.H.I.E.L.D.'s network security team didn't sleep all night last night. Even the agents who knew a little about computers were arrested and worked overtime. It seemed like hackers all over the world were attacking SHIELD." The bureau’s server is designed to steal information about you.”

"So?" Zhang Ming had already guessed what Coulson was going to say.

Colson took out a small black notebook from his pocket and pushed it in front of Zhang Ming.

"I invite you once again to join S.H.I.E.L.D. This is not only