Druid’s Marvel Travels

"You mean, someone formed a force under my name? This is impossible!

They don't even know that the proving ground is mine! "

Oaks frowned. He often went to the small rainforest. Although it was only to collect experimental data, there was no reason why he couldn't discover any social organizations there.

"This……"

Coulson and Melinda looked at each other and saw the seriousness of the matter in each other's eyes.

"Then... If this is not the faction that Dr. Lin you formed, then this matter will become troublesome."

Melinda shrugged, there were many surprises today.

"Just call me Oaks."

Oakes waved his hand and thought it over carefully, before he was not sure:

"Could it be... their leader is a strong Latino man with a disabled left leg?"

"That's right, what did you think of?"

Coulson's eyes lit up:

"As far as we know, this organization is called the 'Ren Dehui', and their leader is Blaise Clark, a former mercenary, but after being disabled on the battlefield, he went to the slum to seek a living..."

"Wait, wait first!"

Oaks almost spit out a word of "fuck":

"What did you say that organization was called?"

"Rendehui, Mr. Oakes."

"..."

Oaks covered his forehead and suffered from a headache.

This famous extremist organization... This has absolutely nothing to do with me!

"Did they take any extreme actions?"

"Well, apart from extreme xenophobia, there is no sign of violent crime for the time being."

Coulson looked strangely at the strange state Oaks had been in since he heard the name, and he couldn't help but be a little worried:

"Are you all right, Mr. Oakes? This organization..."

"I think I should go see the leader of this organization."

Oaks suddenly made a sound, but he kept covering his forehead in a weird state, which made Coulson and Melinda want to laugh:

"In other words, do you remember the relationship between this organization and you?"

Judging from his current appearance, to say that Ren Dehui has nothing to do with him at all, Coulson dared to hold Melinda and dance cha-cha right away.

"It's the beginning and end of my soft-hearted stay."

Oaks put down his hand covering his forehead. In a short time, he had already made a decision:

"Although it's not my leadership, since things started because of me, I have to take responsibility."

When Coulson and Melinda heard him say this, a smile appeared on their faces.

Oaks' attitude shows that he is a responsible person, and such a person is undoubtedly rare among people with special abilities, and the kind that is beneficial to society.

"Can you ask what's going on here?"

Coulson is still more curious, and this is also related to his mission report:

"According to our investigation, this organization is simply extremely xenophobic, and they do not allow any untrusted people to enter their sphere of influence, which is around your ecological testing ground—

Of course, we can all understand the reasons, and to investigate this matter, one of our excellent social agents was even hospitalized—

The way people over there protect secrets is a bit extreme, so I said before that this may affect our assessment of you. "

"Then let's come together."

Oaks sighed:

"That ecological test site, which I call 'Little Rainforest', originally achieved its experimental purpose as early as half a year ago, and I have collected enough data."

Standing up, Oaks took a long trench coat from the hanger:

"But at that time, the wonderful order of the ghetto was close to being formed... so I didn't close that place.

Originally, I thought it would at least help some more people, but now it seems that it has caused a lot of trouble. "

Oaks put on a long trench coat and his expression became indifferent:

"If I find out, that organization is really busy and panicked and has done something illegal..."

Looking at Coulson and Melinda, Oaks sneered:

"What I can give them can naturally be taken back with interest."

"Mr. Oakes, you can't execute a lynching."

Coulson also stood up, although he also wanted to see how much Oaks can do, but obviously this is not in line with the rules:

"Sorry, Mr. Oakes, but if there is really a problem, let us handle it."

"I'll drive, Coulson, you'd better communicate all the information about that Rende Society to Oaks."

Melinda took out Laura's car keys from Coulson's pocket and smiled:

"The little rainforest is an ecological miracle, and other ecological parks are weak... If it can be preserved, it will probably be a good thing for the people in the slums or the order."

"Thank you, Ms. May, I will consider it."

The initially tense relationship between the agent and the person under investigation was unexpectedly relieved. It can be seen from the names of each other, which made Coulson and Melinda both surprised and fortunate.

The old driver, Melinda, drove the car herself. She was so frightened that she didn't know how many hip hops and car racing parties. When they stopped, they were already beside the small rainforest.

"What are you guys doing!"

As soon as Oaks got out of the car, several ferocious black men rushed over:

"Outsiders are not welcome here! Leave immediately, otherwise don't blame us for being rude!"

"We are a government agency~www.NovelMTL.com~ Coleson will not explain to them what is the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau, they are not qualified enough:

"We want to see your leader."

"Leader?"

The leading black man smiled contemptuously:

"The government's trash actually cares about the slums?

We just gathered spontaneously, what leader, do you think Lao Tzu looks like a leader? Hahaha! "

Several **** men laughed like they heard something funny.

"No leader? So what is this little brother going to do?"

Melinda didn't know when she appeared behind these guys.

A scream came, and the **** men turned back suddenly, and saw a young black guy being controlled by Melinda's back-cut hands.

"Damn it, let go of little Jack, you bitch!"

"Hey! You are in big trouble! I dare say you can't get out of this street!"

"Change someone to report the letter!"

The **** men were noisy, but they didn't swarm like the other neighborhoods.

It's not that they don't want to, but they don't dare.

Because Coulson was wiping his gun with a silk scarf.

"enough!"

It was not very loud, but it seemed to arouse the low shouting that resonated with the surrounding environment. The poor man who was about to report the message stopped.

Oaks put one hand in his pocket and pointed to the small rainforest surrounded by fences with the other:

"Go and get Blaise Clark to meet me.

I can create this little rainforest, and I can take it back—

If you are ready for winter, you can ignore my words. "