American comics: Starting from the Dimensional Demon

On the other side, as if sensing Coulson and the others' worries, Wu Ming smiled.

“Don't worry, the Demon Suppressing Tower has always been a place to imprison demon heads and evil creatures. Imhotep is sealed there and can't easily get out.”

But could Coulson rest assured?

No, he couldn't!

Thinking back to before, when Di Shitian playfully broke into the Demon Suppressing Tower to steal the Box of Ultimate Bliss, he felt uncomfortable all over and panicked in his heart.

He hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Wu Ming, how is the sealing ability of the Demon Suppressing Tower?"

"Under normal circumstances, the seal of the Demon Suppressing Tower will absolutely not be broken!"

"Then, what if it's not normal?" Swallowing, Natasha discovered the blind spot.

“Don’t worry, in the past thousand years, there have only been a dozen or so cases, and they all had their reasons. Now that a new guardian has been appointed, I believe the guard will only be stricter...”

With his hands behind his back, Wu Ming spoke in a gentle tone, signaling them not to worry.

But how could Coulson not worry? He was getting goosebumps!

A dozen cases in a thousand years?

On average, one case occurs in less than a hundred years. If every character who escapes is of Imhotep's level, how can Earth survive?

【Emotional value from Phil Coulson +1833】

Coulson was very worried, scratching his head, and several hairs fell out.

Tch... unlucky!

The words were on the tip of his tongue, and he was about to ask for more information about the ethereal Immortal Realm when the phone on his body suddenly rang. He apologized and answered the phone. It was Nick Fury.

"Coulson, it's me..."

First, he asked about the battle experience, and then Nick Fury asked Coulson to invite Wu Ming to New York. He wanted to meet Wu Ming.

"Sorry."

Wu Ming waved his hand in refusal. He still had to go to Kunlun next, and he didn't have that time.

Nick Fury expressed his regret, then changed the subject and asked about the Book of the Dead.

“Mr. Wu Ming, I wonder if that Book of the Dead is currently in your hands?”

He had already asked Coulson, and the Book of the Dead was not in their hands, and it was highly likely that Imhotep had it on him.

Then, as Wu Ming who defeated Imhotep, it was very likely...

“It’s not in my hands.”

His gaze swept over everyone, Wu Ming shook his head indifferently. He guessed that the scripture should still be in Imhotep's hands.

Hearing his answer, Nick Fury didn't know whether to believe it or not. He didn't press further and turned to Yan Shuangying.

“Mr. Yan, I hope you can hand over the Sun Golden Scripture to us for safekeeping. S.H.I.E.L.D. is responsible for global security affairs. Only we can handle such dangerous things...”

“I’m sorry, this is something my colleagues retrieved, and we can’t give it to you!”

His face turned cold, Yan Shuangying directly interrupted.

“Mr. Yan, I hope you can consider it carefully, or... is your Shen Spear Bureau deciding to interfere in global affairs?”

A faint threat came from the other end of the phone. Nick Fury's face was gloomy, wanting an answer.

Whether it was the Book of the Dead or the Sun Golden Scripture, it would be best to obtain them. If not, it didn't matter. The most important thing was that S.H.I.E.L.D. must figure out the decision of the Shen Spear Bureau!

Once the Shen Spear Bureau starts dealing with global affairs in a big way, it will directly challenge S.H.I.E.L.D.'s existing status. This will cause instability in the international situation, which Nick Fury will not allow and does not want to see!

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became heavy. Steven rolled his eyes and retreated a few steps in disdain.

He really didn't like this kind of political calculation!

He originally wanted to chat with Khonshu about the topic of freedom, but unexpectedly, a sunglasses man holding a lily suddenly put his arm around his shoulder.

“It’s really disgustingly sour, I don’t like it either!”

Then, the sunglasses man stretched out his hand, familiarly grabbed one of Steven's palms and shook it up and down twice, laughing: "I'm Li Ang, nice to meet you~"

Confused, Steven shook hands with the man and subconsciously introduced himself.

“Steven Grant.”

“Nice to meet you, Steven. For some reason, I always feel very close to you...” The eyes behind the sunglasses looked him up and down, and Li Ang suddenly reached out and touched Steven from head to toe.

“Um? Are you sick?” he stood up and asked.

"......"

Blinking, Steven hadn't recovered yet.

“Or a lunatic!” Li Ang looked at him, revealing an incomparably certain look.

"......"

“Haha... shy~”

Stuffing a business card into his hand, Li Ang smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

“You can go here and take a look!”

Dazedly picking up the business card, he saw an address and contact information crookedly written on it. Turning it over, there was also a name. Steven barely recognized the meaning of a few words with his bad foreign language.

“Chongguang... Mental Hospital?”

【Emotional value from Steven Grant +1843】

【Emotional value from Marc Spector +1849】

Releasing Steven's shoulder, Li Ang strode to Coulson's side. He first nodded to Wu Ming and Yan Shuangying, then grabbed the phone in Coulson's hand and placed it in front of the lily.

“Lily, tell that black egghead our answer!”

The lily named Lily twisted her body. For some reason, Coulson always felt that it was brewing, and, was this flower getting a little bigger?

“Hello~ Li Ang? I heard your voice, is that you? How come you’re at...” On the other end of the phone, Nick Fury’s voice was a little puzzled.

But before he could finish speaking, the lily pulled out a golden trumpet from somewhere, and then blew it hard.

“NO——! ! ”

The huge sound wave shook the air, and the phone shattered to the ground with a snap.

The amazing air wave lifted everyone's clothes, and the word NO had never echoed so much in their ears as it did now.

This exaggerated performance stunned everyone present. One by one, they were stunned on the spot.

It's not uncommon for flowers to move, and they've heard fairy tales about flowers talking, but this flower can not only play the trumpet, but also shatter the phone. Isn't it... a little too exaggerated?

“Tsk tsk... good job, Lily, remember to keep the volume down next time, don’t shatter the phone.”

Touching the lily's flower, Li Ang gave an encouraging look.

Stretching out two branches, the lily silently put the little trumpet aside. The lily actually had some emotions.

It gathered its petals, slightly lowered its head, and squatted down like a wronged child.

Taking out a milk bottle, Li Ang sprinkled it with his favorite milk and coaxed it in a low voice.

“Lily, don’t be like this. Next time I’ll take you to the Night Night Singing Bar. Remember? The one Constantine and Stephen often go to...”

"......"

Big brother, how many years has it been? Your illness is not light!

Looking at him, Steven was very moved, as if he was looking at a fellow patient.

【Emotional value from Steven Grant +1866】

【Emotional value from Marc Spector +1866】

“Master Li Ang, long time no see!”

Coulson has a strong ability to withstand pressure. Every time Li Ang appears, there is a surprise. This time is no exception.

Look, didn't he just waste a phone? I don't know if the director will reimburse it?

【Emotional value from Phil Coulson +1855】

“Li Ang~”

Raising her hand to say hello, Natasha felt relaxed all over. It was still that familiar, unrestrained style. This is the man I know!

【Emotional value from Natasha Romanoff +1869】

Then, they saw Li Ang stretch out his hand and shout in surprise, staring in a certain direction.

“Huh? Why is there a birdman standing here?”

【......】

Pointing at himself, Khonshu... was stunned.

【Emotional value from Moon God Khonshu +3999】