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Chapter 1201 Spell Book (kneeling,

Watching Jane Foster return to the RV to "rest" calmly, Liu Rui'an then switched his attention to the temporary base. .

Phil Colson's face looked a little ugly when Thor was robbed.

It's so ugly that people are gone. To be honest, for statements like God, it is far less credible to a senior agent of SHIELD than an alien.

What's more, the people are gone, but the blood samples collected before are still there, and those who are related to the target are basically locked in.

What really made Phil Colson look ugly was the method used by the mysterious invader when he invaded and left!

Not to mention the methods of invasion, everything comes too suddenly, and there is very little information that can be learned.

But Phil Colson saw very clearly the methods used by the other party when he left.

"Mr. Consultant, can you talk about any door?" Phil Colson asked at a guy with a bored look.

"Another door, it's actually very simple." Liu Rui'an, who kept rolling in his hand, said:

"However, this seems to be beyond the scope of work we agreed on before, right?"

Phil Colson knew very well what the other party wanted to express, and said after twitching his eyes:

"Don't worry, we SHIELD are still very generous to our own people."

"That's good, in fact, any door is very simple."

After collecting the gold coins in his hand, Liu Rui'an said as he stretched out his left hand and a very thick magic book fell into his hand.

The right hand did not touch the writing, but just gently brushed over the book, and the mysterious magic book turned to a certain page.

With a gentle finger on the magic book, an oval halo suddenly opened upright in the open space not far away.

Almost at the same time, the monitoring system in the base detected an energy reaction on the sand dunes about one mile away from the base.

"The door in any door refers to this."

"As for any, it means you can open this door anywhere."

Liu Rui'an finished speaking, and someone reported on the situation where he discovered the energy reaction.

"No need to check it, that place is the other side of my arbitrary door." Liu Rui'an said with a smile:

"If you don't believe it, you can send someone to go there. Anyway, the distance is not far, so it's easy to verify."

Regarding this proposal, Phil Colson, who flashed a little shock in his eyes, did not slap the swollen face and pretend to be fat.

Immediately arranged a combat suit to pass through any door and brought some monitoring equipment.

As it turned out, Liu Rui'an's statement was not false at all.

Any door here in the imprisonment room is connected to the place where energy reactions can be monitored from a mile away.

After repeated confirmation, Phil Colson's mood was a little complicated about this result.

"What do you mean is that the other party is also a warlock?"

"No, no, no, I just said that the other party opened something similar to any door." Liu Rui'an shook his right index finger and said:

"In terms of science, the other party should have opened some kind of artificial wormhole."

"I can be sure that the other party opened the artificial wormhole that the other party is not connected too far."

"Why?" asked Phil Colson.

“Because the energy consumption is too high.”

Although Liu Rui'an's answer was simple and sounded perfunctory, Phil Colson immediately believed 50%.

"Then do you have a way to track it?" asked Phil Colson, who stared at the magic book with his eyes tightly.

"I said Phil, this is not the consultant's job, right?" Liu Rui'an rolled his eyes and said:

"By the way, I have done a lot of work beyond the scope of consultants, but I seem to have only a few ambiguous words when I get it back, right?"

"I don't mind helping, nor blank checks, but it doesn't mean I'm a fool!"

Filcolson felt like he had nothing to say when facing this.

"Looking at the look you just now, are you interested in this magic book?"

"Don't deny it, there's nothing to hide."

"It's just that most people can't see this thing, even if they don't die, they will go crazy."

"Of course you can try it, maybe you have the qualifications of a warlock."

Liu Rui'an said as he handed out the magic book in his hand, which was a very generous meaning.

Actually, Phil Colson really wanted to try it, but just as he fell on the cover covered with mysterious patterns and patterns, he felt dark in front of him, and his body shook, and he almost fell to the ground.

"It seems like it's a pity that you don't have this qualification." Liu Rui'an, who took away the magic book with a flash of his hand, looked very regretful.

As soon as Phil Colson was about to speak, he felt a heat in his nose and two blood flowed out of his nostrils.

"Phil, it seems you have to pay more attention to your body." Looking at the other person who was bleeding from his nose, Liu Rui'an smiled:

"Do you want me to provide a bottle of therapeutic agent? Forget it, your rules are very strict, and drugs of unknown origin seem to be impossible to use."

Phil Colson, who was dizzy and still bleeding from nose, wanted to say that he didn't mind using any medicine of unknown origin.

But as a senior agent of SHIELD, he had the iron will of steel, but he had to swallow this sentence back.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, your will is good, but your soul is still too weak, otherwise I wouldn't mind accepting a magic apprentice."

After saying that, Liu Ruian, who shook his head, raised his hand and threw out a healing spell.

The light that seemed like an emerald lit up on Phil Colson's body, and in just five seconds the light completely disappeared.

"I……"

After a trance, he realized that he was fine. Phil Colson first touched his nose and then looked at someone.

"Don't look at me, it's just a healing spell." Liu Rui'an, who shrugged, said:

"Remember to give the money, there are five gold coins in total."

"There is no limit on the types of gold coins. The older the better, the better, and the higher the purity, the better."

"I didn't kill you. This is the market price, and I even gave it a discount."

When he found that Liu Rui'an was still asking for money at this time, Phil Colson's expression was very ache.

"Okay, I believe you still have a lot of things to do, so I won't bother you."

"Please let's get a recliner next to the hammer, I'll go over and take a break."

"If you have anything to do, call me. Remember not to find anything beyond my work scope."

After Liu Rui'an finished speaking, he was too lazy to calculate how big the psychological shadow of Phil Colson was at this moment, so he patted his butt and flashed.

"I still think he is suspicious." Hawkeye, who appeared at some point, said.

"I feel so, but..." Filcolson said, looking at the direction someone left:

"Don't you think he wants to be bad for us, there is no need to be such trouble at all?"

"unless……"

"Unless his goal is bigger." Hawkeye said incisively.
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