Africa

One was covered in tiny wounds, his face was almost scratched by thorns and branches, and his suit was tattered; he was running around in a panic, and behind him was a team of S.H.I.E.L.D. field agents who were chasing him. .

After running for so long, this middle-aged man is almost exhausted. If it were not far ahead or somewhere that could save him, he, a pampered person, would never run such a long distance.

can't hear the gun in the back

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