Protecting the Organization That Guards Earth

However, this quickly attracted hostile glances, Kino frowned.

The image of the God of Man at the core lights up.

Even the faintest sounds could be heard clearly.

"Get ready to make a move; these pigs look like they're from a wealthy family."

"Reed, there are people all over here. It wouldn't be good to just start a fight!"

"Idiot, why don't we just take them to a secluded place before we attack? I've been eyeing that redhead for ages."

"Then I want the smaller one."

A cold glint flashed in Kino's eyes, his icy gaze seemingly capable of freezing a person instantly.

"... godfather?"

Damian, standing to the side, felt a chill run down his spine and looked at his godfather with fear. Such a powerful killing intent.

The murderous aura emanating from Kino vanished instantly, and he reached out to pat Damian's head.

"I'm sorry, Damian, I startled you." Kino's tone was full of apology.

"Godfather, who made you angry?" Damian looked up.

"I'm not angry, I was just thinking about some bad things." Kino smiled gently, a smile as warm as a spring breeze, making people feel incredibly comforted.

He's definitely not angry anymore; after all, who gets angry with Deadman?

Soon, several people approached from different directions, including a woman who was quite attractive.

The woman walked up to Kino and suddenly fell down before she could even speak.

A knee came crashing down from the sky, landing heavily on the woman's neck. It was unclear whether she fainted or truly died.

The shop assistants in the surrounding clothing stores didn't even have time to scream.

"The FBI is investigating and has arrested a criminal gang."

The FBI agent, kneeling on the woman, glanced at Kino and instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

Although Kino made an appearance that night, the cameras were a bit far away, only capturing a blurry image of Kino, so the public didn't know what Kino really looked like.

But little did he know that if this old man in front of him got angry, the entire country would be doomed.

Seeing that something was wrong, the people around tried to run away, but were quickly pinned to the ground by several men in plainclothes and taken away without a word.

The whole process was swift and efficient, taking less than thirty seconds. Before those around could even fully react, it was all over.

"Mr. Kino, it's been a long time."

A gentle voice came through, carrying a hint of warmth and familiarity.

Kino turned around and saw Coulson, dressed in casual clothes, slowly walking in from a corner. He had his usual friendly smile on his face and was carrying a bag of drinks in his hand.

"Here, an Eastern-style drink. I think it tastes great." Coulson handed over the drink.

Kino took it and saw that the green packaging had two English letters printed on it. His mouth twitched. It was the Marvel Universe, and he could still see this. But he didn't refuse. He opened a bottle and handed it to Damian next to him.

"Is S.H.I.E.L.D.. spying on me?" Kino stared directly at Coulson, a hint of scrutiny in his eyes.

Coulson's expression remained unchanged. "No, it's just that we monitor every large shopping mall."

That's true. After Kino's abilities were confirmed, no one dared to monitor him, but there were other ways.

Traffic surveillance and mall cameras will alert S.H.I.E.L.D.. as soon as they detect Kino's or someone's face.

"That's fine."

Kino nodded slightly, his expression softening somewhat.

Who wouldn't like a free bodyguard?

"I don't want to see them again."

"Understood, they will cut in line to carry out the executions this afternoon."

Don't let Coulson's seemingly nice appearance fool you; he's a Level 8 agent, Hawkeye is only Level 7.

"Mr. Kino, may I ask where you've been all this time?"

Coulson asked seemingly casually, but his eyes held a hint of inquiry.

He had read that report as well; it showed a crimson hand grabbing something and then disappearing.

"Nick Fury told you to ask," Kino replied casually, her eyes glued to Venom and the others' costume change.

"That's right, the director couldn't sleep well during the time you were gone."

Coulson shrugged helplessly and sat opposite Kino, not daring to look at the beautiful scenery behind him.

"Take care of my expenses for today, and I'll let you know how to deliver."

Kino spoke casually, as if he were talking about something trivial.

Coulson's eyes lit up; he hadn't expected to get the answer so easily.

"No problem," he replied without hesitation.

"I fought some other lords of hell, stole some treasure, that's all."

Kino said it casually.

"Other hells? You mean there's more than one hell?" Coulson's expression instantly turned to extreme shock, his eyes widening.

"Yes, there are ten including me."

Kino dropped a bombshell.

"Ten!"

Coulson couldn't help but gasp, his voice filled with disbelief.

Kino couldn't help but laugh when he saw the incredulous look on Coulson's face.

Coulson, seeing Kino's unrestrained smile, composed himself and said, "You're lying to me. If there were ten demon kings, the earth would have been destroyed long ago."

"No, it's just that those guys are being kept outside Earth by the Sorcerers and can't get in."

Kino stopped laughing and told the truth.

Coulson breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Who are the Sorcerers?"

"These are secretive organizations that have existed for millions of years, most of them not for fame or fortune, but to stop those demons from invading Earth. They are the true guardians of Earth, unlike your S.H.I.E.L.D.."

Kino's eyes held a hint of admiration.

"..."

Coulson stared at Kino silently. His gaze spoke volumes: How did you get in?

"I'm different; I have powerful connections."

Kino raised an eyebrow. Although he didn't know why the Sorcerer Supreme hadn't appeared yet, he should have tacitly acknowledged his existence.

"Where are they...?"

Before Coulson could ask anything else, Kino had already gotten up from the sofa and left.

"I've answered the questions. Please give my regards to Nick Fury, and I hope he can get a good night's sleep from now on."

Watching Kino leave with his entourage of women, Coulson gave a wry smile.

Get a good night's sleep; keeping people in suspense like this makes it hard for him to sleep well at night.

"Sir, what should we do with these?"

The agent who had been in plainclothes appeared and pointed to a pile of clothes.

"Check, please. Deliver it to the manor gate," Coulson said helplessly.

"But we don't have enough money on us," the agent said, looking troubled.

"... I'll pay the bill."

Coulson then realized that this place was full of luxury goods, with even the cheapest clothes costing several thousand dollars. He'd have to ask S.H.I.E.L.D.. for reimbursement later.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh.

Kino and her group continued to other stores, watched more fashion shows, and shopped their way through the area.

Although I'm not short of money, there's no point in spending my own money compared to getting something for free.