Freedom or Death

"Put away your hypocrisy. I don't need it!"

For a Sorcerer, being willing to show mercy was already exceedingly rare. Evenson had thought his earlier attack had intimidated the other man, and now he was generously offering to recruit him. Combining kindness and intimidation like this was already the greatest concession he could make. Yet Chen Haoran gave him no face at all and flatly refused.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. forced me to seal my power inside my body!" Not only did Chen Haoran reject Evenson's goodwill, he also fiercely condemned S.H.I.E.L.D.'s actions. "They kept conducting surprise inspections on me, making me sign all sorts of agreements every other day. It completely disrupted my life—no, it utterly ruined my life! I couldn't even keep a basic job to feed myself. I absolutely don't want to go back to those days!"

"Ah, another victim of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s terrible Inhuman monitoring system." Evenson sighed. Though he said this to Chen Haoran, it sounded more like he was speaking to Coulson and Melinda behind him. Sometimes, he truly felt that some of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s monitoring policies were awful, practically forcing people to cause trouble.

Still, he knew that view was entirely based on his own position. Looking at it from another perspective, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s approach was not necessarily unreasonable. "Mr. Chen, I live in the United States now. As everyone knows, it's a country overflowing with guns. But even there, you need to register to buy a handgun. Things like automatic weapons are even more strictly regulated and forbidden to the public, so..."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Chen Haoran interrupted Evenson again, unable to understand why he had suddenly brought up these matters.

"Mm..." Evenson suppressed his irritation and tried to speak calmly. "So do you really think S.H.I.E.L.D.'s monitoring of you is unreasonable? You should