Masked Rider from Marvel World

We can't expect the families of these agents to fend for themselves while they're in jail!

That would be too inhumane.”

“Well said, this will give Tumus a charge to go to jail. You can just say that he had an accident during the mission!

This way his family won't be too disappointed." Ling Ge said.

After he finished speaking, Toms looked at Coulson with some hope. The charge for which he was imprisoned was more important to him than a reduced sentence. He didn't want Liz to know that his father was a notorious arms dealer.

"This is not good!" Coulson said with a frown.

Ling Ge simply took ten gorilla canned gadgets and pushed them over.

"Although it's difficult, it's not impossible." Coulson changed his words tactfully when he saw this new canning machine. Bargaining is still very important in doing business.

"And what about the compensation for his family? Actually, it's not impossible for us at SHIELD to step in, but, you know what I mean!"

"I understand, but we can't do it in vain!" Ling Ge said as he pushed ten more octopus robots over.

"We will take care of this matter, but the mother and daughter only have so-called pensions. We cannot provide them with corresponding welfare policies. I hope Mr. Toombs understands this."

"I understand. Thank you." Tumus choked up and said, "By the way, may I ask, what is the standard for setting pensions for your agents?"

"People like you are generally the lowest grade, but it's not impossible to get extra money. As for this, it depends on what the detective will pay us. After all, you get what you pay for!" Coulson smiled and glanced at the can next to Lingge.

"Just now he swore that he would not be greedy! It turns out that it was all lies." Ling Ge complained. He had a clear understanding of the character and credibility of the agent.

"Detective, you can't say that. We can't let SHIELD pay for this part of the money ourselves!

You know who our director is. He is very stingy when it comes to spending money, not to mention Mr. Toombs's situation. Let's not talk about it!"

"Uh... just pretend I didn't say anything."

Then he took out ten eagle-shaped machines and placed them in front of Coulson.

Seeing this, Coulson's face was full of smiles. "I'll make the decision on behalf of our director. Ten thousand a month. Someone will deliver it at the beginning of each month until Mr. Toombs is released from prison."

"In this case, I think it's okay to stay in the cell for a while longer." Tums whispered. Free food and accommodation, and money sent home, sounds good.

"Huh?" Ling Ge and Coulson looked at him at the same time. This inexplicable look made his back feel a little cold.

Coulson: "Mr. Toomes, you seem very happy!"

Ling Ge: "It's easy to change the country, but it's hard to change one's nature. Otherwise, we should fulfill his wish."

"Actually, I just made a little joke. It would be nice to get out of jail sooner," Toomes said angrily.

The two of them tacitly withdrew their gazes. They would not bother with this criminal who was about to go to jail.

“The charges can be dealt with as they are, and the next issue is the reduction of sentence.

Mr. Toomes has been officially selling weapons for at least six years, and he has recently robbed transport planes from the Disaster Control Bureau and Stark Tower, which is quite serious.

Fortunately, you caught me, otherwise if those things were to spread out, the world would be in chaos.

Can you imagine dozens of Iron Man villains wreaking havoc?

If he succeeds in seizing that plane, he can start a small war." Coulson said, although it was a bit exaggerated, it was definitely not alarmist.

"Well, Toms turned himself in, so let's reduce his sentence by three years. That's not too much, right?" Ling Ge pretended to analyze and spoke nonsense in a serious manner.

"It's not excessive, but you are lying with your eyes open, which is too much!" Coulson said with a wry smile. I believe anyone can guess whether it is surrendering or not.

"Hey! No one saw it, Spider-Man can prove that he turned himself in." Ling Ge said, and pushed ten more electric eel robots over.

"Oh!" Coulson sighed, and reluctantly held the pile of canned machines in his arms.

Ling Ge nodded in satisfaction, "Although they are arms dealers, the Federation has never lacked arms dealers, and the quantity they sell is not large, otherwise they would not have gone undetected for so many years.

I think we can make a big deal out of a small matter, and it wouldn't be too much to reduce the sentence by one year!"

"You are too ruthless in avoiding the main issue. Although the quantity they sold was not large, the destructive power was quite huge. You will not deny this! Don't forget how the ferry was blown in half."

"Well, how about we both make a concession and just reduce the sentence by half a year." As Ling Ge spoke, ten locust robots jumped in front of Coulson.

"Well, alright! We'll do as you say. SHIELD will be responsible if anything goes wrong."

Ling Ge was full of contempt for this remark. If you have the guts, don't take my canning machine!

He spoke so righteously, but his actions were not ambiguous at all. What a hypocritical human being.

“And that one wasn’t a robbery, it was at most an attempted robbery, I know these two are pretty much the same.

But no one was injured. Besides, was there anyone who saw what happened with the Disaster Control Bureau? No one.

Can't we just turn a blind eye and pretend it didn't happen?"

"But..." Coulson was about to say something when he saw twenty mechanical cans placed in front of him, ten peacock canned mechanical machines and ten pterosaur canned mechanical machines. His mouth closed involuntarily.

"This is a new product with flexible attack capabilities. It is the one your director wants most."

Cohen pursed his lips and nodded heavily. "Even if what you said is barely feasible, how do you explain Stark's plane?"

"Is there anyone on the plane? Is he robbing? He is clearly stealing!

The crime is different, so the sentence should be reduced accordingly. Three years is not too much! You know, he didn't steal anything!"

"This is a bit far-fetched. I always feel like it's not right." Coulson said, but his eyes clearly meant that the offer was not enough and more money was needed.

"Forget it then, just sentence him to six and a half years! He deserves the punishment and doesn't deserve sympathy." Ling Ge said, and then slowly recycled the twenty cans mechanically.

Coulson couldn't help it immediately. If he really let these cans go, the director would definitely kill him when he returned.

He immediately held Ling Ge's hand and put on a smiling face, "You are right, it is stealing. Even if it is not, we will find a way to make it become so."

By the time Ling Ge reacted, the twenty mechanical cans had already been carried over by Coulson.

"You are no longer hypocritical, you are vile!"

"How much is integrity worth? Those canned machines that we rented earlier saved the lives of at least thirty agents during the reconstruction of SHIELD. Compared with their safety, the prison sentence of an arms dealer is not important at all."

Ling Ge: ...I suffered a loss because I was given too much.

422. This is the protagonist, right? You owe me a big favor

"Oh! Never mind, that's it!

Just think of it as a small contribution from me to those agents who fought so hard!" Ling Ge thought secretly in his heart.

“Toombs, I’ve reduced your sentence to three and a half years. If you behave well in prison, you might be able to get out within three years.

Remember to turn over a new leaf and start a new life after you get out.

By the way, Peter Parker stood up Lizzie in front of you last night in order to catch you. If you can say something nice about it, try to say a few nice words. It’s better to make up a lie. Although the naughty kid is unreliable, he still has a strong sense of responsibility. "Ling Ge said a little tiredly. If Tooms is stable, Lizzie will be stable too. In this way, Peter Parker's emotional problems will not cause any big trouble. Just think of it as after-sales service.

It's just that I lost some money, but it's my money that's lost.

"Haha! I'll try to make up a better excuse for him. After all, he and I had a few minutes of private conversation, which is enough to arouse people's imagination." Toomes said with a dark face. Even if he felt that Peter Parker was not worthy of Liz, he couldn't refuse in front of Lingge, his great benefactor.

When Coulson took Toomes away to see his family for the last time, he was already carrying a medium-sized box in his hands. Although it couldn't be said that he returned with a full load, it was still a good harvest.

Seeing the two people leave, Ling Ge decisively hid in a mirror in the office.

"System, hurry up and open the task panel.

After so much hard work, it’s finally time to reap the rewards.”

"Okay, host."

Main quest: Help Peter Parker recognize himself; Reward:

Points; Status: Completed.

Side quest:...

Hidden Mission: Help Peter Parker deal with his relationship problems without regrets; Reward:

Points; Status: Completed;

Witness the famous scene where Peter Parker recognizes himself; Rewards:

Points; Status: Completed;

Help Peter Parker capture the Vulture; Reward:

Points; Status: Completed.

???

After reading this, Ling Ge was confused. What the hell?

That kid is the one who is destined to be the one! Neither Stark nor T'Challa has ever been so valuable.

"System, you did this on purpose. You are being too nice to Peter Parker."

"No, this system is quite fair.

Although the host has done a lot before, they are all dispensable.

To put it bluntly, it's like Peter Parker helping an old lady cross the street or feeding stray cats when he has nothing to do.

Only these three hidden tasks are of some value."

Ling Ge: ...That makes a lot of sense. I am speechless.

"I won't bother with you, just take them all!"

"Yes, including the original points, mission points, sign-in points, and points rewarded from battles, the host currently has

integral."

"Pfft! Damn it, this is definitely intentional.

So in the end, I can only buy a newborn form of Kuuga, and I can't even unlock one form. What a joke. "Ling Ge cursed, "Is Kuuga fighting? That's getting beaten up!"

"Well, this is the result of the careful calculations of this system. Although it takes 300,000 points to unlock a form, it can still be done if the host signs in for a few more days."

"Is this how you comfort me?" Ling Ge said speechlessly, "It's fine if it's a blank slate! It's better than nothing.

I will slowly figure out how to unlock it after I get it!"

On the other hand, Coulson made a meaningful home visit to Toomes in the name of a senior agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.

He solemnly declared Toomes' hidden identity as an agent and his significant contributions to S.H.I.E.L.D., and also promised to give him a monthly allowance of $10,000 to compensate his family.

All in all, Coulson took great pains to portray Toomes, an arms dealer, as a hero who carried on in the darkness. Although he had to serve three years in prison, his fate was glorious.

The mother and daughter had no doubts about these statements because Toombs was often not at home on weekdays. They didn't even know what job he did, but he received a considerable salary every month.

Now the truth is out, an agent! How can you be called an agent if you don't keep it secret?

When Toms came out of the house, he felt that it was a little unrealistic, especially since his daughter looked so proud to have such a father, which made him feel guilty.

"You SHIELD are really good at making up lies. It's good this way. I can go to jail with peace of mind." Toomes said with a relaxed look on his face while sitting in the car.

"Although most of them are fake, you have indeed made a significant contribution to SHIELD." Coulson sighed, then patted the box full of canned gadgets in his hands, a gratified smile on his face.

TOOMBS: ...

Midtown Middle School.

Liz looked at Peter Parker with tears in her eyes, "You were so rude last night, you know.

But thank you anyway, my father has explained it and you saved him."

Peter Parker felt very uncomfortable when he saw the goddess crying, but he soon realized that something was wrong.

I saved him? When did I save him?

It would be better to arrest him, but saving an arms dealer is better. Even if he is your father, you can't wrongly accuse me like this!

"Really, thank you. The people from SHIELD came to my house today and explained a lot of things to me." Liz said with a sob.

"SHIELD?" Peter Parker murmured, and then suddenly thought of something.

I understand, I understand everything. Mr. Lingge is really helpful. He arranged everything in less than a day and filled a huge hole for me.