Shadow of the Beautiful World

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At dusk, Merlin drove back to his home in Hell's Kitchen.

He took some time to find a place, changed the window of Fury's car, changed the lock, filled the car with gas, and finally did a maintenance.

Now this classic Ford muscle car Galaxie500 now looks like a new one.

The feeling of driving this tough car is completely different from that of Merlin who once drove Lola, but after losing Lola, after more than 2 years, Merlin finally has his own car.

This makes him very happy.

Back in the house with little furniture, Merlin sat in the darkness slightly lonely. Instead of turning on the lights, he lit a cigarette and recalled the events of the past few days in the hazy smoke.

Parachute with Barton in the dark, take advantage of the night to sneak into Sokovia, hunt down the cunning Natasha on the street, and shoot at the last moment in the alley, knocking Natasha down to the ground, and dozens more A red house killer buried under the rubble by a magic explosion.

And what the black widow Natasha said to him...

About Fury, about wizards, about those secrets. The daily life of the agents is really wonderful.

And now, that is his life.

Merlin sat in the chair and let the darkness wrap him.

After adapting and learning to use the evil forces in his body, he began to love darkness and resist sunlight.

This is a bad phenomenon, it represents a certain deviation of will on the symbolic level. But every time when wrapped in darkness, Merlin would feel relieved as if he had really returned to his home.

In the peace of mind brought about by this hiding darkness, Merlin began to think about his next task.

Before entering the Secret Service College, Fury told him that after he joined the job, he would start to search several blocks in New York. He needs to rely on Merlin's sense of dark creatures to create a "heterogeneous monitoring list."

This is not difficult to say. As long as Merlin drove around in the alleys of New York, 70% of the alien creatures in this city could be found.

But it is definitely not as simple as it seems.

As early as when Merlin had Soul Vision, he knew the truth and faced aliens, especially dark creatures. When you see it, it can also see you, and the dark creature is notoriously bad-tempered, and it must be reported.

Now Merlin wants to pull them one by one from the darkness of hiding...

Those guys are unlikely to be willing to cooperate with Merlin's work willingly.

After being strengthened by the super serum, it can withstand more dark magic, and can also be atomized autonomously. To deal with those weak, third-rate dark creatures, Merlin has a little grasp. But once confronted with stronger aliens, such as the heir to the great demon power like him, or simply humans disguised as dark creatures crossing the border, Merlin's grasp is much smaller.

He has the ability to ensure his safety, but once the grass is scared, it is easy to cause trouble. Driven by this kind of thinking, Merlin suddenly felt that he really needed to strengthen his own strength.

But internal factors cannot be solved at present.

Before actually finding a wizard who studied black magic, Merlin had no plans to continue to explore the power of darkness.

So he can only start with external factors to solve the problems he is facing.

Merlin stood up and took off his jacket. Outside the casual shirt, there was a black hanging holster. He took out his gun and the silver pistol bought from arms dealer Yuri, put it on the table, and then took out all the magazines in his backpack.

Merlin looked at the weapon and dozens of bullets in front of him, and he had a headache.

"Use these things to deal with the devil's son, it is simply to die."

Merlin spit out a sentence, he felt that he needed to increase the fire rating of the self-defense weapon.

Thinking about it, Merlin stood up and stood on the chair again, lifted the ceiling above his head, and took something out of it.

That is a black cell phone.

Like the bricks used by Fury, the gadgets weighing more than 600 grams are not the same. The thing in Merlin's hand looks very light, weighing no more than 350 grams.

Merlin awkwardly opened the clamshell of this advanced communication tool, and there was a pre-stored number on the blue-lighted screen. That was the housekeeper of Wayne Manor, Alfred's private phone, and this ultra-advanced communication phone itself was also sent to Merlin by Alfred.

The veteran masked butler worried that Merlin would expose his relationship with the Wayne family, so he specifically sent Merlin an encrypted cell phone, which was claimed to be absolutely not tracked by others.

Merlin pressed a series of numbers according to his memory. A moment later, a slightly accented man's voice rang from the phone:

"Hello. Who is this?"

"Is it Yuri Olof?"

Merlin whispered in the dark:

"I'm a friend of Fury. I took your boat a few days ago."

"Oh, think of it. So what do you want from me?"

Yuri was really a shrewd businessman. He didn't ask Merlin's name at all, but asked his purpose directly. Merlin says:

"I need something powerful to defend myself, but don't be too expensive, and I am in New York, can I deliver it to my door?"

"Is it New York? Where exactly?"

"Hell's Kitchen Seventh Street."

"That ghost place in Hell's Kitchen? Okay! No problem. I just had a friend there. For Fury's sake, I'll give you a 20% discount this time, but my friend, next time, it's real business. "

Yuri very simply agreed with Merlin, and like the last time, came with a box of grenades.

This time, Merlin did not refuse.

After finishing the call, Merlin finally had a sense of security.

He looked at the time, it was exactly 8 o'clock in the evening. After thinking for a while, he pushed open the door and went out. After a while, the sound of the car engine sounded and Merlin drove away from his home.

He was going to pick up Eric and have dinner with his cousin and brother-in-law.

It was the first celebration of the successful completion of the field mission.

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Early the next morning, at eight o'clock in the morning, Merlin had just finished a morning run and saw a black pickup parked in front of his house. A young black man in a flowered shirt and jeans was standing by the car smoking a cigarette, it seemed Is waiting for Merlin to return.

The young man was very tall and thin, and it might seem that he was just 20 years old, with a touch of greenness on his facial features.

But judging from his skillful smoking and poor taste in dressing, this guy should have been in the society for a long time.

"Hey, man, what are you doing here?"

Merlin, who was wearing a fitness vest, stepped forward, and the pressure caused by the angular muscles on his body made the young man take a step back.

He looked at Merlin and pointed to the house in front of him. He said:

"Are you a friend of Yuri's boss?"

"Yes, I am."

Merlin nodded, and he knew what the guy was doing.

Last night Yuri told him that a guy in Hell's Kitchen would send things to Merlin and receive payment at the same time, that should be the kid in front of him.

"I was commissioned by Yuri's boss to send you something."

The black guy pointed at his pickup with a flattered face. In the pickup's compartment, there was a big box that looked like a box for furniture.

But he knew what was in the box. With his many years of experience in the street, the black boy realized that the muscular man in front of him must be a ruthless character he couldn't afford.

"it is good."

Merlin nodded. He stretched out his hands and easily moved the box out of the pickup, then into the house.

The black guy watching this scene was dumbfounded.

The box was filled with dangerous steel products and weighed at least 100 pounds. He also prepared a small cart, but Merlin lifted the box with one hand, just like ordinary furniture.

Hell, how strong is this guy? Is he still human?

A few minutes later, Merlin walked out with the wallet, counted $900, and handed it to the black guy.

When the guy took the money, Merlin stared keenly at the awkwardness in the guy's eyes. He stood in front of Merlin's eyes as if he was facing something great.

"What is your name?"

Merlin asked suddenly, and the black guy answered immediately:

"My name is Tucker."

Talking, he turned out a crumpled business card from his pocket and handed Merlin his hands. He said flatly:

"I'm not as magical as the boss Yuri, but I am very familiar with the kitchen in Hell. If you have anything you need, or you want to find someone, or you want to buy a similar "defense article", you can call me."

"Well, Tucker, I wrote it down."

Merlin took the business card, and then watched the enthusiastic little brother leave.

The leaving black Tucker drove the car while contemplating Merlin's identity.

This guy has been in the **** kitchen since he was a kid, and he has a good eye for people. He made sure that Merlin was a big one, because even Yuri Olof boss had to call him personally to arrange today's deal.

The thing in that box is worth at most $5,000. In the eyes of Yuri’s boss, it doesn’t even count as a fraction.

But Yuri's boss paid so much attention to the transaction that was too small, which made Tucker, who is a horse, aware of something. Even the supernatural Yuri boss values ​​this young man so much, which means that if he can get in touch with Merlin, he will definitely not suffer.

This is the survival wisdom of small street people like Tucker, not superb, but absolutely practical.

Merlin noticed Tuck's awe, but he didn't delve into it. Instead, he was very interested in what was in the box.

The box is divided into three layers, separated by plastic foam.

At the top is a brand new black assault rifle that can mount a grenade launcher. Tucker provided him with three magazines and ten boxed grenades.

In the middle of the box is a light green sniper rifle with three sights for different occasions, two magazines and 50 rounds of pointed bullets.

Finally, there is a box of grenades attached to Yuri. These humble green gadgets are real military supplies. If it is not a crisis, Merlin will not use this thing in the city.

There were also two suitcases dedicated to weapons. Merlin put these newly arrived weapons into the suitcase and put a few grenades in it. He put all these things in the mezzanine of the trunk of his car, and put the silver pistol under the driver's seat, leaving only a matching gun for himself.

After tidying up all this, Merlin's panic of insufficient firepower was finally relieved.

Just as he was about to go out and turn around again, the doorbell was ringed again, Merlin's dark perception penetrated outside the door, and he saw an ordinary young man.

A young Indian, dressed like a student, carrying a backpack, is standing in front of him.

The guy had glasses without bezels and his face was a little nervous, and the most distinctive feature of him was on his head.

His hair is thin...

It's so sparse that it doesn't look like the hair style he should have.

When he saw Merlin open the door, the young man unconsciously straightened his body. He said in a tense and serious voice:

"Mr. Merlin! Sophomore Jasper Silvert, a sophomore at the Logistics Department of the Department of Strategic Hazard Intervention and Espionage, reports to you! I am instructed to come and support you..."

"alright, alright!"

The nervous young man made a loud voice from the door of his house, and Merlin reached out unconsciously to stop him.

Merlin thought he was a real rookie, but unexpectedly, Fury assigned to him was actually another rookie.

More food than him!

"Come in."

Merlin put Silvetra into the room. The furniture he ordered hadn't been delivered yet. He had to let Silvet sit in the chair first and then poured him a glass of water.

While Silvet looked around, Merlin leaned against the wall, and he looked at Silvet. From this young man, he once again felt the temperament of the young people in the secret service school, the expectations for the career of the secret agent, the inner tension of the self, and the urgency to express himself.

Well, this guy must have just graduated from the Secret Service College, and even before he graduated, he was tricked by Fury to use Merlin as an "intern".

"Don't be nervous, Silvert."

Merlin said to Silvet, who hurriedly stood up and said to Merlin:

"Yes, sir, I..."

"Don't call me sir, call me Merlin."

Merlin pushed Silvert back into his chair, and he said to Silvert:

"I'm just a first-level agent, you don't have to be so nervous. Let's talk about the task we are about to start. How does Fury tell you about this task?"

"It's the content of the mission that Chief Victoria Hand told me."

Hellett saw Merlin's face calm, he was nervous and relaxed, he took a sip and said to Merlin:

"Chief Hand told me that you are conducting a large-scale evaluation of the underground forces in New York City, and I need to assist you to complete this evaluation. She said that I don’t need to go out to work, I just need to help you summarize and summarize the data. , And the final upload."

"Well... that's about it. What else?"

When Merlin heard Silvert's words, he knew that Fury might not have told his task to others, but instead used the general term "evaluating underground forces" as a generalization, which made Merlin relieved.

The young man in front of him is a real ordinary person. Once he is involved in those supernatural events, he has a high probability of dying.

In the face of Merlin's questioning, Agent Silvert, who had not yet graduated from the College of Special Agents, scratched his thinning hair. He was embarrassed to say:

"Agent Hand said that if my job is recognized by you, then I can graduate from the college in advance and be admitted to the Logistics Department of Strategic Hazard Intervention and Intelligence."

"Well, great, it seems that you already understand your job content."

Merlin liked the young man in front of him who knew what he was going to do. He took the look of Fury and patted Sylvet's shoulder and said to him:

"So let's arrange the work procedures. On Monday of every week, I will give you the names and photos of some of the goals I collected. You are responsible for collecting their social relations and various background information. Every Saturday you Let me summarize the summary information, you take a day off on Sunday, and then this cycle next week."

"This job is a long-term job. According to my estimation, it may take several months, or even more than a year to come to an end. Well, let me think about it again, so let’s run 2 in this way first Month, if you perform well, then I will recommend you to Agent Hand! Is there a problem?"

"No! Sir!"

Silverette said to Merlin with confidence:

"I must complete the task! By the way, sir, where do I work?"

"For convenience and safety...you live in my garage first."

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