Heroes of Marvel - Chapter 877: Luck?
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Chapter 877: Luck?

Chapter 877: Luck?

Brus.h.!.+

After answering Evans question, the soldier controlled his Hoverboard and quickly rushed to the ground. The portal has been fully opened, and the invasion can happen at any time. Therefore, he has to quickly put down the burden that has little combat power behind him.

Agent Evans, you stay here. The backup team will come here soon and I want you to join them. Landing on the street that is still some distance away from the portal, the soldier ordered Evans as he loosened him.

Thank you! Whats your name? After getting off the Hoverboard, Ace looked at the soldier of the Mobile Unit and spoke.

Evans wanted to make some friends and make connections. After all, the person n front of him is a soldier of the newly formed mobile unit at the s.h.i.+ELD headquarters, and it would be good for him to be able to make friends with him. Moreover, although the two of them didnt speak that much to each other, Evans felt that they should be able to become good friends.

Forget the name, I almost forgot my original name. However, you can call me No. 7, this is my code name in the mobile unit. And I dont think we would have any chance to meet in the future, even if it is in the headquarters. Hearing Evanss words, the Soldier calling himself No. 7 responded in a flat tone.

Uh Then

Brus.h.!.+

As Evans was about to say something, No. 7 had already driven the Hoverboard directly into the air. It seems that he doesnt want to continue chatting with Evans and his teammates in front are still waiting for him.

Hey Evans sighed silently as he watched No. 7 fly away. He also understood from the answer that the other party didnt want to be friends with him that much.

If No. 7 was willing to make friends then he, a new agent, a new spy will have had his first friend at s.h.i.+ELD headquarters and a very different one at that. Although the secret forces are not involved in frontline combat, the relations.h.i.+p between them is very tight. Evan is having some regrets right now, maybe he should have talked more on the way here.

Huhu~

Sensing the violent and abnormal airflow caused by the formation of the mid-air portal, Evan pulled back his thoughts from No. 7, who was drifting away in mid-air. Then he saw two familiar figures emerging from a corner of the street ahead.

Huh? Isnt that Agent Bailey and Agent Boldt? As he got a good look at the two approaching figures, Evan muttered with a twinkle in his eye.

Then, Evan walked toward them. This time, it was these two agents who first discovered the abnormal concentration of Alpha Particles here, and they made a small contribution to Earths protection.

h.e.l.lo! Agent Bailey, Agent Boldt! Evan was already waving his hand before Bailey and Boldt had noticed.

After hearing Evans voice, Bailey and Boldt raised their heads and looked forward at the same time. And at the moment when they saw Evan, a bolt of silver-white lightning suddenly slashed down from the air, just towards Evans position.

Bang!

Watch out! Before Bailey and Boldts worried shouts came, the silver lightning had already landed.

Then, Bailey and Boldt hurried towards Evan. From their close view, Evan must have been struck by that bolt of lightning. Although even the smallest lightning strike would have given the person little hope of survival, Bailey and Boldt were not about to give up.

But their eyes widened when they reached the spot where lightning had struck them. Evan, who was supposed to be struck by lightning, was safe and well and he was just holding his head in shock.

Hey! Are you alright? Agent Bailey asked as he looked at the young man who was holding his head trembling in front of him.

Ah! Im fine?! Hearing Agent Baileys voice, Evan, who was holding his head, quickly put down his hands and spoke with a surprised expression on his face.

Well, youre fine, and that was weird. There was clearly a lightning bolt that just struck down. However, looking at you, and the ground over here, it seems like it was all an illusion on our part just now. After confirming that he was okay, Agent Bailey said suspiciously.

Huh! Its fine if you are okay! It seems that the s.p.a.ce energy has somehow messed up this area. Wed better withdraw far away! After Agent Bailey finished speaking, Agent Boldt, who was standing beside him, reminded after letting out a long breath.

Yeah! Lets retreat first, the frontline soldiers have already arrived, and we, the less armed guys, should hide behind them and watch. Agent Bailey said quickly after hearing his partners reminder.

Uh Who are you? Are you also an agent of s.h.i.+ELD? I havent seen you before! When Bailey and Boldt were about to continue to retreat, Bailey remembered and asked the ident.i.ty of the young man in front of him.

My name is Evans. I am a fourth-level agent. Evans quickly replied after hearing Baileys question.

Oh! So you are the lucky newcomer! It seems that the rumors are indeed right, your luck is good! Bailey said in surprise after hearing Evanss answer.

He is fine even after being struck by lightning. This can no longer be explained simply by good luck. This is simply a supernatural event. Of course, the agents in s.h.i.+ELD have also seen a lot of unusual things. So they dont think this situation is so special.

Evan:

Then, Evan, Bailey, and Agent Boldt quickly withdrew to the outside of the affected range of the portal. As for the mobile team flying in the air, they dont need to worry about the three guys as they were moving away from the portal.

Of course, none of the three knew that when the silver-white lightning struck just now, there was a wave of magical energy on the roof of the adjacent building about 200 meters away from them. In fact, it wasnt that the silver lightning had no effect, but that it was transferred by the sorcerers.

Being struck by s.p.a.ce energy can be even worse than being struck by lightning. You guys should stay away. Watching the three quickly leave the block, a Sorcerer, standing on the top of the building hiding his figure, muttered to himself.