The War Begins

"Nothing at all?!! Really?!!"

Rooster's wife, furious, shouted at Rooster and Lorelei.

"'Nothing at all,' yet he's still the owner of this bar. All of you, get out!! Get out!!" she roared at the surrounding Biker Gang.

"This noise is really getting on my nerves, Rooster."

Lorelei glanced at the other irritable woman and said softly, "Make her shut up."

"She isn't called Rooster, that's—"

Before the woman could finish, Rooster grabbed her by the throat.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart." Rooster spoke gently to Lorelei.

Then he whispered to his wife, who was struggling desperately in his arms, "You're just too noisy!"

His grip tightened, and the woman's struggles grew weaker until she stopped breathing altogether.

Lorelei watched the scene with great interest from the side. Only sights like this could give her a hint of excitement.

Rooster quickly disposed of his wife's body and continued hovering around Lorelei.

Meanwhile, large amounts of jewelry and weapons were gradually brought back by the members of the Biker Gang.

Such blatant commotion naturally attracted the police's attention. Several police cars came rushing toward the bar with their sirens blaring.

Under normal circumstances, these people would have panicked and scattered long ago. But now, the Biker Gang inside the bar seemed completely unaffected. They continued surrounding Lorelei as if this woman were their entire world.

Before long, the police began shouting warnings outside, and more than a dozen officers raised their guns and aimed at the entire bar.

Hearing the commotion outside, Lorelei smiled faintly and strode out.

Not long afterward, all the alarms outside went silent. Not a single gunshot rang out, and everything outside settled into complete silence.

Immediately afterward, the bar's doors were pushed open, and Lorelei walked in with nearly twenty uniformed American police officers.

Every officer stared at her blankly, completely captivated by the beautiful Lorelei.

In an instant, Lorelei's group had grown by half.

Although many of them were overweight police officers, there were also quite a few muscular elite officers among them, giving the group a significant boost.

As Lorelei looked at the large group of men before her, a hint of excitement finally appeared in her eyes.

Coulson and Sif were investigating information about the cases around their destination.

Sif was extremely proficient at operating S.H.I.E.L.D.'s high-tech projection equipment, and even seemed somewhat disdainful of it.

This left Coulson, who had been preparing to guide her through the controls, feeling a little awkward.

The two had not known each other well before. They could only say they were somewhat familiar with each other's faces. In front of this Asgardian warrior, Coulson unexpectedly seemed a little ill at ease.

"You've been to different realms and seen different races and aliens. Have any of them had blue skin?"

"Of course." Sif stared at the projected information in the air and replied casually.

"Which ones?" Coulson looked at Sif expectantly.

Although he had also received information about blue-skinned aliens from Leo, he had developed the habit of verifying everything again.

"Intellidians, Levian, Ferragans, Kree, Saks, Cetrillians, and the Frost Giants who tried to conquer Earth a thousand years ago. Asgard drove them away."

"Is that so? Then thank you." Coulson looked at Sif as he replied.

Then he tilted his head slightly and asked in a seemingly casual tone, "Have any of the others come to Earth recently?"

Sif turned toward Coulson in surprise. Then, a comforting smile appeared on her face as she said gently, "Don't worry, Son of Coul. None of the others has ever come to Earth."

Sif thought Coulson was afraid of an alien invasion.

But after hearing her answer, Coulson was extremely disappointed.

He already knew about the Frost Giants' invasion from Leo, but Sif knew nothing about the Kree invasion.

Not only the Kree, but the Skrulls had also come to Earth within the past few decades. Yet Asgard knew nothing about it.

Still, it wasn't a complete waste. At the very least, he had learned the names of several other blue-skinned alien races.

"Then, judging by what Leo said, we can basically confirm that they're Kree!"

The remains he had seen underground continued to circle through Coulson's mind, and he couldn't help murmuring to himself.

"Leo? Coulson, you know Leo too? Of course. He's also an Earthling. Is he with Thor?"

Sif seemed especially sensitive to the name Leo. She suddenly turned her face toward Coulson while searching through the records.

"You know Leo too?"

As far as Coulson remembered, the two of them had seemingly had no contact back then in New Mexico.

"That remarkable young man once came to Asgard and helped us tremendously. He is our most trusted ally. Even the All-Father Odin treats Leo with great respect."

Sif recalled everything those golden wings had done in Asgard.

She also remembered what the All-Father Odin had said to her when she followed the criminal Lorelei out, and spoke with boundless admiration.

Coulson's face twitched slightly. "Yes, he's truly amazing."

When did Leo go to Asgard again? And how did he cause such a huge commotion there?

Still, it's a good thing. No matter what, Leo is an Earthling. Compared to Thor, we have a much closer relationship with Leo. That means Asgard's potential problem has been solved by Leo too, right?

Sif and Coulson soon confirmed that the sudden special cases in the surrounding area all traced back to the Biker Bar.

Everyone except Skye, who was still lying in a hospital bed, was dispatched. A small S.H.I.E.L.D. escort team was also sent to provide support and rendezvous with them.

The group then arrived at Fitz's laboratory.

As a dual doctorate holder in physics and mechanical engineering and the S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy's top graduate, Fitz had made entirely new modifications and upgrades to the Sweet Dream Gun.

After facing enemies like the Centipede Soldier, who possessed Superman-like physical fitness, he had upgraded it from a simple pistol design to a more powerful stock-mounted firearm.

The team's main combatants, Agent Ward and May, were both very satisfied with the improvement.

"Where's Ms. Sif?"

Bang!!

Sif leaped down from a twelve-foot-high floor and landed heavily inside the aircraft, startling everyone.

"Can we leave now?"

Looking at everyone's faces, Coulson couldn't help wearing a confident smile.

Soon, the entire team arrived near the Biker Bar.

Several police cars were parked outside the bar, while numerous police officers stood there holding pistols and shotguns.

Coulson stepped forward and asked several of the officers, "How many people inside are under her control? Have you seen the suspect?"

"Yes, we have. She's so beautiful!"

The police officer looked at the approaching group with slight excitement, then immediately raised his gun, aimed it at Coulson, and pulled the trigger.