With Liu Rui'an revealing Thor's identity and origin in advance, he was quite moved by the transaction Jane Foster that Thor mentioned.

Just take Thor to the place where the satellite is suspected to have fallen, and the other party will tell her everything.

No matter how you look at this deal, Jane Foster naturally has no reason to refuse.

As for Eric Shavig, although he still has a considerable doubt about Thor's origin and identity.

But according to the various evidence provided by Liu Rui'an, the other party is indeed very likely to be an "alien".

Seeing that his friend's daughter could not wait to agree to Thor's transaction conditions, Eric Shavig, who had originally wanted to stop him, could only swallow the words that rushed to his mouth.

Just as a group of five people got into a car parked outside the restaurant and rushed towards their destination, a group of uninvited guests came to the building with the house number 1001.

Four black SUVs and a black van quickly stopped outside the gate.

Walking off the black SUV, Phil Colson looked at the closed door and just waved his hand.

The agents, also wearing black uniforms, opened the door easily, and rushed in and moved whatever they saw.

"Wow, when did SHIELD also work part-time jobs to rob a house?"

The moment the sudden sound rang out, a few guns had already locked the owner of the sound.

"It's you?!" Looking at someone who suddenly appeared, a look of surprise flashed in Phil Colson's eyes.

"Meet again, Phil." Liu Rui'an, holding a hot dog in one hand and a large cup of Coke in the other, greeted with a smile:

"Can you let your companion put the gun down? Otherwise, I'm afraid that if you accidentally, you will get SHIELD to pay a large pension."

Faced with this obvious threat, Phil Colson waved his hand without hesitation.

The black-clothed agents who received the instructions put down their guns, but their alert posture did not change at all.

"Sir Warlock from the East, how could you be here?" asked Phil Collin, who looked at someone.

"If I said I was just here to experience the charming place, would you believe it?" Liu Rui'an, who ate the hot dog, replied with a smile.

"So, are you here for that thing too?" asked Phil Colson, who ignored the question just now.

"Of course, that's a magical tool. Isn't it a waste if there is any cheaper one to pick up?"

Liu Rui'an, who shrugged, ate the hot dog with a tempting fragrance in three mouthfuls, sucked a few sips of the cool Coke and said:

"Of course, that's a magical tool. Isn't it a waste if there is any cheaper one to pick up?"

"Artifact?! It seems you should know something." Phil Colson said, who was stunned for a moment.

"How about it, do you want to have a deal?"

Liu Rui'an said a few sips and drank all the coke in his hand, and then a ball of flame appeared out of thin air. In an instant, he burned the hot dog's wrapping paper and the coke cup so that even the residue could not be left.

Seeing this seemingly random movement, Phil Colson's eyes suddenly shrank.

"What deal?" asked Phil Colson, who had returned to normal soon.

"I'll help you understand the origin of that magical artifact. How about you provide me with a batch of supplies?" Liu Rui'an, who put his hands in his pockets, smiled.

"The origin of the artifact?" Phil Colson, who was calm on the surface but was very moved in private, said:

"What supplies do you want?"

Without saying a word, Liu Ruian threw out a long list.

The list is obviously very thin, and there is still wind blowing by now.

But this thing landed in front of Phil Colson, and then floated in the air and slowly unfolded.

Faced with such a magical scene, Phil Colson was stunned for a moment and focused on the content of the list.

As a result, I had just read a page and shook my head and said:

"The things you want are too much and too expensive, but the origin of the artifact is far from enough."

"Okay, I know that all of you SHIELD are powerful." Liu Rui'an, who shrugged, said with a look of "You're so bad!":

"It's really not easy to make some money from you, so I'll add another news."

"A news that is very, very important to you S.H.I.E.L.D.."

Phil Colson couldn't help frowning when he heard someone say this again.

"What kind of news is, can you reveal a little?" Phil Colson asked.

"It's not impossible to reveal it at all, but are you sure you want to say it here?" He pointed to Liu Rui'an around and said with a smile.

Phil Colson didn't think about this sentence anyway.

I just think that what someone is going to say next must have a huge secret.

With the level of these field agents, they naturally have no qualifications to know.

"I heard you say the food here is good, why not take me over and try it?" Without hesitating too much, Phil Colson smiled.

A few minutes later, in the restaurant where "Liu Rui'an" invited Jane Foster and the others to have dinner, only Liu Rui'an and Phil Colson were left.

Even the owner of the store was "invited" to leave the restaurant by the special service staff after delivering food.

After the special service staff conducted a comprehensive inspection of the store, they confirmed that there was no problem, they nodded at Phil Colson and quickly left cleanly.

“It tastes really good.”

After taking a bite of the hot dog full of ingredients, Phil Colson looked unhurried at all.

It's not clear that the other party is competing for patience, but Liu Rui'an doesn't have the time to get involved in this regard.

Just use your hands to gently draw the drink cup, and the dark brown coke quickly wrote an English word in the air

"Cell?" Phil Colson, who looked at the word, couldn't help but think of the meaning of the word.

Battery? Biology? Cell? Tomb? Captivity?

But after Phil Colson thought about the meaning of this word, he couldn't think of what this thing had to do with S.H.E.L.D.

"That's all?" Phil Colson asked, looking at someone who had no intention of speaking at all.

"Please, it's good to give you this tip." Liu Rui'an, who rolled her eyes, said:

"Do you want me to tell the whole news? What should you do if you don't admit your account?"

Phil Colson, who stared at someone for a long time, was ignored, wanted to say that S.E.E.L.D. would not be able to lie to the account.

But when he thought of the list he had just seen and his own permissions, Phil Colson took out his cell phone and called out.
Chapter completed!