After leaving the teaching building, Yan Xiaobei felt very annoyed.
The people from S.H.I.E.L.D. were clinging to him like a relentless shadow, even though he hadn't done anything.
The mysterious voice mocked: "You even robbed the Great British Museum and still claim you haven't done anything."
"At least before I was imprisoned in the Dark Prison, I hadn't done anything bad." Yan Xiaobei argued, as the mysterious voice remained silent.
Yan Xiaobei asked again: "What do you think I should do to completely escape S.H.I.E.L.D.'s grasp?"
The mysterious voice said: "Only if you completely die once, I can take your soul into another's body, blessing you with rebirth, changing your identity. Otherwise, you'll never escape their capture."
"I don't believe it."
Yan Xiaobei shook his head; with so many people on Earth, he didn't believe he had nowhere to hide. He believed he could certainly elude S.H.I.E.L.D.
