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In the evening, Carter dug out a tripod from his small house and hung a dark iron pot on it.
Stark complained, "This is an antique from a hundred years ago."
Mike wants to say: Tony, you know the truth.
Carter took some rice, beef, seasonings and vegetables from the church, just in time to cook a pot of beef porridge.
Soon, Stark couldn't wait to take the wooden bowl, scoop out a bowl of porridge, huffed and ate happily.
For a billionaire like him, what's so rare about a bowl of stewed beef porridge?
The key is not the ingredients or taste, but the novelty and sense of participation.
The bowls, spoons and chopsticks were all cut by Mike with a knife, but there were only three pairs. Coulson was very careful and frowned slightly.
Mike shouldn't be such a rude person. Although he often complains about others who come to his house to have a meal. Complaints are complaints, but it can be seen that Mike actually enjoys it.
Rice tastes better when more people eat it together.
With doubts, Coulson put his own in front of Carter, "Your dishes and chopsticks."
"I don't need it." Carter smiled and pushed the bowls and chopsticks back, looked at Mike who was fighting for food with Stark with a deep look, and said, "I don't eat these things, it's not polite. So... you can eat it, don't worry about me."
What does "don't eat these things" mean?
Seeing that Carter didn't explain, Coulson picked up the bowl and chopsticks suspiciously, scooped out a large bowl of porridge and started eating.
After meal.
Coulson came close to Mike and asked in a low voice, "Why didn't you prepare the old man's dishes? This is not like you..."
Mike said of course, "Because he doesn't need it."
"Let me answer this question." Carter came from behind, "I'm sorry, please allow me to introduce myself..."
As he spoke, he took off his cowboy hat, put it on his lower abdomen, bent slightly and said, "I am Carter. Slade. I'm very sorry that I didn't give my name before."
Coulson eyes widened, Carter. Slade is not the Texas mounted policeman, the one who stole Contract of San Venganza more than a hundred years ago?
I saw his grave not long ago.
So...Carter faked his death, or is the Carter in front of him not a human?
"Ghost, Mike noticed it, so I didn't make his bowls and chopsticks." Coulson felt a chill running down his spine.
Seemingly seeing what Coulson was thinking, Carter said, "I don't know if I am a ghost. After all, ghosts don't have entities like me, and they can smoke, drink, and work."
Carter looked at Mike: "Young man, I can't see your background. Half-blood Angel? Or half-blood Demon? Or a magician?"
Mike smiled and shook his head.
Carter didn't ask any further questions.
Coulson is worried, so you should ask. Only after you ask can I write it down quietly.
Carter walked away with an old-fashioned pipe in his mouth and a shovel.
Coulson complained in a low voice, "I carry a shovel all day long, maybe there is a treasure hidden inside."
Mike wants to say: Haha, Coulson, you also know the truth.
Mike took out the beef jerky and handed it to Coulson: "Would you like to eat it?"
"I just had a meal. If I eat beef jerky at night, I won't worry about indigestion." Seeing Mike trying to take the beef jerky away, Coulson quickly said, "Of course I'll eat it."
Take away the whole bag.
Mike: "Eat just eat, shit. Talk a lot. Eat enough, there might be some entertainment show in the evening."
Coulson chewed the beef jerky happily, keeping Mike's words in mind, thinking, "You must stay vigilant at night!"
"Huang~~~ZZzz..."
Originally, the three of them were playing cards. Stark went out to pee. When he came back, he found Coulson lying on the mat, lying on his back, snoring loudly and playing rhythmically.
"It's over, it's over, let's go back to our homes." Stark threw down the cards, "Oh, it's really bad luck to have a boss like Nick, who treats people like animals. Phil hasn't slept well for several days in a row?"
"Damn, you have the nerve to say Nick, look how much you have squeezed Pepper." Mike rolled his eyes, "Also, you are the one who pulls Phil to play cards. You are so shameless, I admit... I can't compare to you!"
Stark continued to argue, but was pushed out by Mike.
The night is long and I have no intention of sleeping.
For night owls like Mike and Stark, exciting life has just begun.
Before starting the match, Mike specifically warned Stark: "If you dare to let JARVIS cheat, I guarantee that your third leg will not be able to get erect for at least a month, and you will have to eat vegetarian food, rat tail juice!"
"Do you want to play so big?"
"You forced it."
"You are cruel!"
Stark slipped into his tent and said, "If you don't cheat, you won't cheat. Let's see how labor and management cheat you with their strength!"
A few hours passed.
Mike felt something in his heart and put away his phone.
Open the Stark tent.
Stark was like a frightened rabbit, crossing his hands to protect his crotch. "I swear to God, I definitely didn't cheat."
Mike: "Well... I just want to say: The enemy is coming."
When he arrived at Coulson's tent, his phone just vibrated. Coulson sat up suddenly and said, "Report the situation!"
Coulson sounded serious, but his eyes were sleepy, and there were faint saliva stains on the corners of his mouth.
Gee, you are indeed a professional agent.
It's just that the incoherent expression and tone make people want to laugh.
After hanging up the phone, Coulson rubbed his face fiercely and said, "Johnny has transformed, riding a burning chariot, and is heading here."
The phone rings again.
After a while, Coulson hung up the phone with a gloomy face. "Two agents responsible for surveillance violated orders and attacked Ghost Rider... died in the line of duty."
Disobeying orders...Snake S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent, the snake cubs are getting more and more rampant.
Coulson suddenly asked Mike: "Before, you asked me to stay as far away from Ghost Rider as possible. In other words, do you think Ghost Rider will convict me?"
After saying that, Coulson's eyes dimmed a lot.
I am a sinner!
Mike knows that Coulson has done so many things for others. Although he has never thought about repaying anything, he actually wants to be Hell?
Would you say you are heartbroken or not?
Mike smiled and said, "Based on the standard of Ghost Rider, all of us should play Hell. Don't worry, there will be someone to accompany you when playing Hell. Besides, it is not Devil who has the final say whether to play Heaven or play Hell."
Coulson was stunned. "Then who has the final say?"
Mike replied, "Of course Devil is negotiating with Angel. There is both confrontation and compromise."
Coulson was stunned. "This... is a bit different from what I thought. Could you be lying to me?"
Mike pretended to be angry. "When did I ever lie to you?!"
Coulson said, "Always good."
Stark said from the side, "I testify to this. Just when we were playing cards, Mike knew that you were observing his micro-expressions, so he took advantage of it and deceived you several times."
Mike squinted. "Haha, you were wearing invisible headphones when playing cards. JARVIS is helping you cheat. Do you think I don't know? Don't forget that my hearing is among the best in the world."
Coulson:"..."
No wonder you lose more and win less.
How about just playing cards, the stakes are still a bunch of peanuts, that's it~
It's all drama.