Aurel looked at Sonya with curious eyes and waved her hands gently, as if to ward off flies.
 The ribbon tightened little by little with her movements, and scars finally appeared on Weeping Angel's body.
Constantine walked up to Colson and gestured at Colson's neck.
 He was very curious about how those operations that could knock someone unconscious by hitting the neck were done, and he looked eager to try it.
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It’s not that he hasn’t tried it before, but after every attempt, he has to use magic to deal with the aftermath.
To be honest, Constantine doesn't like magic very much.
 This kind of thing is probably the real purpose for him to express his uniqueness.
“If you want to fight now, please let me take Coulson away some distance first.
 Otherwise, our ‘weak’ bodies will not be able to survive the aftermath of the battle.”
 A rambling narration, full of Constantine's carelessness.
He is not afraid because there is no cowardice or fear in his soul.
 It's just that his hand was already in his pocket, grasping the sandbag that belonged to Sandman's treasure.
 This is one of his trump cards. If it is just used to test Nick Fury, the value of this treasure seems too cheap.
Constantine is an expert in the mysterious side and has endless methods.
 “By the way, how do you use this thing?”
Sanya smiled crookedly, opened her palm and placed the mobile phone in front of Constantine.
“Just press the button. I remember I gave you the instruction manual last time?”
Constantine waved his hands and smiled brightly.
By the way, Auriel glanced at her with deep meaning.
“John, we need more trust, or I’ll choose someone I’m more willing to trust.”
Aurel said this and lowered his gaze slightly.
 The feeling of being taken advantage of is not good at all, especially the feeling of being taken advantage of by a guy who doesn't look very serious.
Aurel was thinking about whether she had done something wrong in hoping to achieve a certain degree of cooperation with Constantine.
Perhaps Angel Dawson is a better candidate?
“Of course, that is your freedom. But there is no one in this world who is more suitable to do it than me.
 Because only I can accurately grasp the scale of dealing with you."
Constantine pointed to the monitor hanging on the wall.
The indifferent and dismissive attitude made Sonya a little unhappy.
 “Auriel, you did not tell the barbarians everything about your plan.”
Sanya shook her hair, and a trace of anger flashed on the mountain-splitting ax in her hand.
“Correspondingly, you barbarians have not had any communication with me about your plans.”
Aurel said tit for tat.
 Then she turned her attention to another blank space.
 He felt like there was a guy somewhere, full of hope, but rejecting hope.
 Complex and somewhat uncomfortable.
That guy just stayed there silently, and it was not easy for Auriel to ask anything.
"After all, my conversation is not as good as a battle to show each other's will, but our battle should not be so casual."
Sanya’s eyes widened and she stared at Auriel in front of her.
  She seemed to be ready for a fight, but she did not take the lead.
 …
 On the moon.
 Wolverine is looking at the tablet in his hand.
This thing is kindly sponsored by Nick Fury.
 After all, Wolverine rarely has a lot of money or technological products.
  Logan is an old antique, and the things he likes are all slightly older items.
 There seems to be no difference between him and those old cowboys in their fifties and sixties in terms of their acceptance of new things.
“Logan, SHIELD can’t do anything to help you now, because the danger we are in may be slightly more serious than you think.”
 There was a twinkle in Nick Fury's one eye.
 He believed that to this extent, Logan could basically understand what he meant.
Wolverine is not a simple fool.
 Before he lost his memory for the first time, this guy was one of the top high-end combat talents.
Fighters of various schools can easily fight with each other, but the regrown brain seems to have changed him a lot.
 “The time for talking nonsense is better spent talking about business! I want news from a few people, such as Hulk’s location and so on.”
Logan casually placed the tablet on the table aside and spoke to Nick Fury with a serious face.
His physical condition shows his taboo against Black Bolt!
 Logan did not tell the whole truth to Nick Fury, and he did not even reveal even one-third of the information.
 “Most importantly, I need the Cosmic Cube.”
Logan's eyes were a little sleepy, and the adamantium spikes on his hands stretched out from between his fingers.
"And the last time I went to that place, it was full of corpses. I don't think you would mind telling me what happened."
Logan's red fruit threatens Nick Fury in front of him.
Nick Fury stood there without changing his expression, without any expression.
He knew exactly what the Cosmic Cube was, but he just couldn't show it.
He is not going to agree to Logan's request. Nick Fury believes that Black Bolt has the same attitude.
 “Why! What on earth are you planning to do?”
 Logan's voice suddenly became irritable, and the steel claw in his hand pointed at Nick Fury.
 He felt waves of malice.
 This is his talent, the beast's talent for perceiving danger.
Although not as sensitive as Spider-Man’s, Wolverine’s intuition in this regard is equally outstanding!
It seems like Nick Fury did something that will be harmful to him.
 But he couldn't see the slightest hint of hostility on Nick Fury's face.
 In terms of intuition and the pictures he sees, he trusts his intuition!
Chapter completed!