Chapter 132: The Grudge

As an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., you must not allow your perceptions to be limited.

What atheist?

In this world, anything can happen!

This time Mike happened to be with Coulson, but what about next time?

So, today, Mike is going to teach Coulson a good lesson, to break this cognitive limitation, to remember what happened today, and to learn a lesson so that if he encounters something like this in the future, he will still not be vigilant.

Mental scanning, Mike controlled his mental powers and carefully checked the situation on the other side.

However, he had clearly underestimated the strength and capacity of Kayako.

She quickly spotted the mental observation, but only looked at Mike's room, like saying that I remembered you and would be looking for you later, making Mike a little nervous.

Her long black hair hung low, her face pale, her eyes full of resentment.

Thinking of the frightening glance that Kayako had just made ..

Mike swallowed hard, took a packet of chips out of his secondary pocket for Charles and the others, stuffed a piece into his mouth and watched the broadcast.

Coulson had drunk a lot this evening and on the way to the hotel, instead of going down, the booze kept coming up, making his head start to spin.

Rubbing his head, he watched a strand of hair appear on his fingertips and took a breath of cold air, then threw it in the trash.

"Why is it so cold?"

Coulson shivered, glancing at the room temperature gauge, his eyes wondering, then confused.

"Uh? What was I trying to do?"

Coulson shook his head, shivered, tossed the box he was holding in his black cloth onto the side of the bed, shook himself and walked slowly into the bathroom, saying, "Take a bath, then go to sleep."

Putting on the bath water, Coulson lay comfortably in the tub.

Finally, it wasn't cold anymore, but ...

The world was spinning in just a few moments.

It was a bad feeling, so he grabbed a wet towel and put it on his face.

Just as he put the towel on, two figures appeared next to the bath.

Toshio Saeki was standing next to the bath, looking at Coulson quietly, while Kayako Saeki stood in front of Coulson's head, looking down at Coulson's towel-covered face, and then slowly bent down.

As he watched the scene, Mike tensed up and stuffed two chips, but Coulson, the man in question, felt nothing.

Finally, Kayako's face was about to be pressed against Coulson's, but Coulson, who had a towel over his face, still didn't feel a thing.

Kayako's movements faltered.

She could easily kill Coulson now, but there was something missing if she did that ...

That's right, the ultimate panic, and hasty screams!

It was when she saw these things that her hateful, spiteful heart found a little satisfaction.

Now ...

The other side didn't even see her, so what's the point of playing!

So she gave her son an eerie wink, and Toshio Saeki obediently reached for the towel and was about to touch it when Coulson ripped it off and then struck a glance at the bent-over Kayako

Time was frozen in time and the atmosphere became frosty, making Mike, who was watching live, nervous.

With a spiteful look in her eyes, Kayako raised her hand and grabbed Coulson.

The drunken Colson's eyes were confused, but the towel in his hand was slipped delicately into Kayako's hand and he plopped down on the tub, saying, "Press it."

Seemingly unprepared for such a situation, Kayako froze.

"Hahahaha!"

Mike laughed so hard that he threw out his chips.

This was probably the most embarrassing thing that had ever happened to Kayako in all her years in the business.

Toshio Saeki glanced carefully at her mother and put his hands around Coulson's neck.

She pushed her son's hands away, saying that this time, she had to do it herself.

The towel in her hand was controlled by invisible forces, twisted together and turned into a cloth stick.

Dripping ...

A drop of water fell on Coulson's back, causing Coulson to look up in confusion.

The moment he looked up, Kayako controlled the towel and shoved it directly into Coulson's mouth, pushing it as far as it would go and drilling it into his stomach.

Coulson's eyes went wide and he pulled the towel out with both hands.

At the sight of this, Kayako finally felt some satisfaction, but it was clear she didn't want to let Coulson die, she wanted to make him feel the ultimate horror!

As soon as Coulson pulled out the towel, his stomach churned and he was instantly transformed into a human fountain.

"Ew!"

Something unspeakable.

The unspeakable was poured over the Kayako

The atmosphere instantly became stark and embarrassing.

Toshio Saeki took two steps back in fear, and Kayako's black hair began to dance, clearly furious.

...

"Hahahahahahaha!"

The only audience, Mike, has been laughing while holding his stomach.

...

The vomiting had cleared his head.

Pulling a towel from the side and wrapping it around his body, he shook his dizzy brain and looked at the filthy figure, frowning and trying to clear his alcohol-tainted mind, and stammered, "Who are you?"

The bathtub at her feet burst into flames and the faucet began to spurt water, rinsing the filth from her body under her conscious control.

Coulson watched the scene, his confused eyes sobering as he backed towards the bathroom door.

Something wasn't right.

He was drunk, the alcohol was clouding his brain, he didn't even know what had just happened, but his instincts as an agent told him that his life was in danger, and that danger was coming from the woman in front of him.

Is she a killer?

He pulled open the bathroom door, shook himself, turned and ran out, lunged behind his bed and pulled out his gun.

The next second, after he saw the woman and a kid straight through the door, he fired without hesitation.

"Bang!"

The bullet put a hole in the door.

The two disappeared in front of his face.

Coulson shook his head and suddenly felt a tickle on his neck.

A hand grabbed it and there was a strand of hair that he envied.

His eyes narrowed and he lunged forward.

But a strand of black hair had unwittingly wrapped itself around his body, pulling him to the ground.

The first time he saw the face of the woman was when he turned his head to look.

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