Human filth, reveal yourselves.
Evenson suddenly appeared, wearing an utterly overbearing expression. "Hmph. You locked my bank cards and still dared to stay here? You really have no respect for me!"
Melinda and Coulson froze on the spot. Evenson's face turned cold. "Not saying anything? Your lives are already hanging by a thread!"
"No, listen to my explanation..." Coulson reacted quickly and was just about to explain.
"Shut up!" Evenson gave him no chance to speak and attacked directly. "Great Demon Dragon..."
Naturally, Melinda refused to sit and wait for death. She immediately used Iron Cavalry Never Dies Barehanded's power to fight back.
Evenson merely sneered at such resistance. "Tricks of the trade, and you dare show off before an expert? Watch me deal with you!"
The light of the wicked path shone upon the earth! In the end, Nick Fury led a professional team in and carried people away.
Coulson and Melinda looked at each other, then shook their heads, forcing that horrifying scene out of their minds.
They knew Evenson was actually quite easy to talk to. His personality was a little nasty, but everything was negotiable. But that came with one condition: do not touch his money! Put nicely, his attitude toward money was an almost instinctive obsession. Put bluntly, it was downright perverse! By all rights, after drawing a salary from S.H.I.E.L.D. for so long, he might not have become rich, but he had at least escaped poverty and entered the middle class. Yet he still lived like a pauper, flaunting his insane stinginess at every turn.
So Skye had truly gone too far this time. Evenson's usual creed was that if he did not gain something, he had suffered a loss. Now that they had locked every single one of his bank cards at once,