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Chapter 313 SHIELD Below One Man

"Yes, it really happened," Erik helplessly shrugged.

Any intelligence agency with a national background was already an authority that ordinary people couldn't afford to provoke, and those intelligence departments served as SHIELD's enforcers.

With SHIELD's functions, they could easily mobilize local law enforcement and military forces, instructing any local agencies to coordinate their actions.

Jane and Darcy were still in doubt when they noticed Coulson, not far away, suddenly walking towards Kyle.

Darcy exclaimed and wanted to go pull Kyle back.

"Darcy, wait!" Erik hurriedly held her back, watching the two of them meet. He spoke calmly, "It's okay. If it's him, things might turn out good for us..."

Jane squinted slightly as she looked at Kyle with a hint of anticipation. This time, she would verify her guess.

"Hello, sir."

Coulson walked up to Kyle, extending his hand proactively and staring at his face, expressing his confusion, "I feel like I know you from somewhere as if I've seen you before."

"Perhaps," Kyle nodded calmly, lightly shaking hands with Coulson. In just an instant, Coulson's face changed slightly, and he awkwardly withdrew his hand with finger marks.

"There's nothing wrong. I'll leave now; I and a few friends still have things to attend to." Kyle gestured towards Jane and the others and left without paying him any further attention.

"Take care," Coulson exhaled, forcing himself to speak calmly.

After Kyle and the others left, Coulson stood motionless, frowning and lost in thought.

"Sir, what's wrong? Is there a problem with that Mr. Carl?" Two agents approached Coulson and asked with puzzled expressions on their faces.

"Carl?" Coulson suddenly widened his eyes, his emotions getting a bit difficult to calm down. He asked urgently, "Did that person just now call himself Mr. Carl?"

"Yes. We just checked, and headquarters has related files on him," One agent replied.

"It really is him. He actually appeared here... well, it's okay now." Coulson patted his chest after his suspicions were cleared. It wasn't until now that he fully confirmed Kyle's identity.

"Sir, who is that person?" The two new agents clearly didn't understand the meaning of the alias 'Carl.'

"If I tell you, you might get scared, so I am gonna hold off on it. Hurry up and pack things, drive away from here." Coulson sighed, looking at the red marks on his palm. There was a sense of self-inflicted boredom in his tone.

The God, absent from New York City for half a year, unexpectedly traveled through the mortal world now.

Coulson felt emotional; he took out his phone and dialed Fury's director communication number.

In any case, this matter had to be reported to the Director.

Since the internal turmoil within SHIELD six months ago, the old agents in the bureau trembled when they saw the Symbol of Peace statue. The inhumane and bloody scenes of the bloodbath at SHIELD Headquarters were still vivid in their memories.

SHIELD indeed had many departments and individuals under its control, but it was always below one man, a fact that many agents had already deeply ingrained in their bones.

The encounter with Coulson, and the attitude that treated Kyle as a stranger, made Jane's speculations about Kyle's identity fade a lot.

This was also a good thing.

After all, Kyle didn't want to reveal his true identity too early. Mixing with a small scientific re

"Where's Mr. Carl?" Jane also noticed.

"He probably went along with him." Erik sighed repeatedly, pointing his finger in the direction of Thor, who was moving away.

At this moment, inside the temporary SHIELD research institute, within the base.

In the middle of the building structure, the silver hammer remained unmoved, placed in the center of the meteorite crater. Researchers in white lab coats were constantly entering and exiting, collecting data with measurement instruments beside the hammer.

Coulson, overseeing the overall situation, stood in the control room on the second floor of the temporary research institute base, looking down at the meticulous operations around the hammer.

Suddenly, as if an enemy invaded, the urgent and loud alarm of the temporary base echoed through the night sky.

Enemy attack!

(End of this chapter)

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