Marvel: I'm just the Supreme Master's sidekick.

Chapter 134 Quinn's Gathering

"Are you all in position? I'm going to swagger in through the main entrance."

Skye pressed the communicator on her right ear, trying to keep her voice as low as possible.

With the forged invitation she obtained from hacking into the backend last time, she could enter freely right in front of the security guard.

Before me lies a beautiful little garden and a lovely white villa.

Yes, this is one of Ian Quinn's residences in Malta.

According to S.H.I.E.L.D., this was also an important base where he hid many key items.

"Welcome, ma'am. I hope you have a beautiful and pleasant day."

The guard merely glanced at the invitation in Skye's hand before nodding and letting her through.

Not many people knew about this gathering, and invitations were even rarer, making it highly unlikely that they were forged.

Skye was wearing a carefully chosen high-end gown today, and her every move was graceful and elegant.

Almost no one would doubt that she was an outstanding young woman from high society.

"I recognize you, one of the most famous architects in the world. I love the sculptures you designed in Paris."

Even when facing truly important figures, Skye remains calm and composed.

Of course, this was all thanks to Agent Simonster's message over the communicator.

They had already compiled information on the attendees and were ready to provide Skye with any necessary intelligence.

"Ah, isn't this Miss Skye? It's a pleasure to meet you."

Just as she was looking around for a target, the target came to her doorstep.

Skye turned around, and the person in front of her was Ian Quinn.

The other person was wearing a white suit and had a relaxed and contented expression on their face.

But how did he know Skye's name?

"You know me? Looks like our Tide Rising Organization is pretty famous."

"Of course, otherwise why wouldn't I stop you?"

"What are you stopping me from?"

"He hacked into my backend so he could create an invitation for himself."

Ian Quinn leaned close to Skye's ear and whispered something like this.

Skye was startled; it turned out that this matter had already been discovered.

"Since you already know, why did you still entertain me?"

"Of course I don't want to waste your talent, and your pretty face." Ian patted her on the shoulder.

This guy is a playboy, always talking smooth-talking to girls.

His goal now is clear: to recruit Skye to his side.

And maybe develop some other kind of relationship with Skye.

"If you don't mind, you can travel around, have fun, and think it over carefully."

Seeing that Skye did not reply immediately, Ian Quinn did not press the matter and turned to leave.

A moment later, she saw the other person walk onto the stage set up in the center of the garden.

The pattern on the projection screen was almost identical to the small ball that the agents found at the carjacking scene.

"That must be a gravity-based device," came Agent Fitz's affirmative voice from the communicator.

The theme of today's gathering is to attract investment for the mass production of this device.

The people present were all well-known wealthy investors.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please allow me to introduce the greatest of this century..."

Ian Quinn began his eloquent performance, explaining that to secure investment, he needed to convince his subordinates.

Taking advantage of the gap, Skye quietly slipped into the house.

Meanwhile, outside the mansion, a rubidium laser fence kept Coulson and Agent Ward out.

They waited anxiously in place, only able to go in if Skye succeeded.

"Hey! You guys over there! What are you doing here?!"

Before they could find a place to hide, a group of mercenaries discovered them.

There were roughly seven or eight soldiers, carrying long knives, but no guns.

"It's been a while since I've fought, let's go." Coulson adopted a fighting stance.

Two mercenaries rushed up and unleashed a combined slash.

Coulson stepped back, snatched the knife from one of the men with his left hand, and then kicked his right leg hard.

The person who was kicked was in excruciating pain and released his grip.

Taking this opportunity, Coulson delivered an elbow strike, landing squarely on the back of the man's neck.

On the other side, Agent Ward also fought back fiercely, holding his own against four opponents.

Within minutes, all seven mercenaries on patrol were lying on the ground.

"Looks like I'm pretty strong after all." Coulson put his hands on his hips with satisfaction, looking at his spoils.

But when he and Agent Ward looked up together and surveyed the area—

But they found unconscious mercenaries lying everywhere.

The number was about the same as the intelligence gathered in advance, which means they were all wiped out.

"Why are you staring at me? Wouldn't it be troublesome if you got caught?"

Qin Wuying released his grip and threw a mercenary to the ground, only then realizing that Coulson and Ward were dumbfounded.

If everyone faints, isn't that the same as having no one around?

Coulson and Ward exchanged a glance and couldn't help but laugh.

With such a powerful teammate, I should have just handed it over to Qin Wuying from the beginning.

"Are you listening? I've made it inside the house."

Just then, Skye's voice came through the communicator; she was tiptoeing down the corridor.

The break in Ian Quinn's speech was originally a perfect opportunity, but now she was blocked by a locked door.

There was neither a lock nor a password on the door.

"Look around the nearby desks; there might be an unlock button," Agent Fitz said.

Skye then started rummaging through the table next to her.

"What are you doing?—" The sudden voice almost made her heart stop.

Ian Quinn returned to his room sometime after finishing his speech.

Nasky saw everything she was doing while rummaging through things.

"I treated you kindly, and you want to pry into my secrets, to find evidence of my tax evasion?"

Ian Quinn frowned and said with great displeasure.

This statement made Skye realize something.

Yes, the Rising Tide organization was originally a Robin Hood-like organization, so it's understandable that Ian Quinn would think that way.

Skye picked up a pen from the table and wrote a few words on a piece of paper.

"Click!" After a crisp sound, all signals were cut off.

"Sir!" Agent Fitz reported anxiously, "Skye has cut off all communications!"

Upon hearing the news, Coulson and Agent Ward felt a chill run down their spines.

Could it be that Skye chose to betray him and defect to the enemy at the most crucial moment?

Considering the potentially generous terms Ian Quinn might offer, it's not entirely impossible.

If that's the case, they will also be exposed.

If Ian Quinn summons the police, they can be shot dead on the spot according to Malta's regulations.

"It's alright, I'll go and see what happened."

As Qin Wuying spoke, he activated his ethereal transformation and passed through the rubidium laser barrier.

"Uh, if Commander Qin can get over there, then why are we here?" Agent Ward scratched his head.

This statement caused Coulson to fall silent for a few seconds.