At the plateau airport in Huaxia, Tibet, a large black transport plane landed slowly, taxied on the runway for a while and then stopped.

Several black cars drove into the airport and stopped at the door of the transport plane, and a group of Chinese people in black suits got out of the car, waiting respectfully beside the transport plane.

The plane door opened, and Luo Feng walked down the gangway, waving to the people who were waiting for him below as he went.

"The comrades were so polite that they came to greet me."

Walking down the gangway, Luo Feng warmly shook hands with the officials led by him.

"Director Luo, if you can come to Huaxia for inspection, it will definitely greatly improve our work."

"Did you do a good job of intelligence, and you knew I was coming without prior notice?" Luo Feng shook his head and said, "But I'm not here to inspect, I'm just here to see someone, you guys go back first." ”

Several officials of the Asian branch still wanted to persuade each other, but Luo Feng's face was blank, and they were silent, and they had no choice but to get in the car and leave.

After driving away the officials of the Asian branch of S.H.I.E.L.D., Luo Feng got on a military helicopter and flew straight into the Himalayas.

The helicopter flew over the snow-capped mountains, and Luo Feng sat in the co-pilot seat and stared down, his eyes were like torches, sweeping the ground at a glance, and the subtleties were clear.

"Chief, a blizzard is coming."

Flying over the roof of the world, even the most experienced and excellent pilots can find it tricky in the event of a blizzard, the pilot said with some concern, pointing to a thick lead-gray cloud in front of him.

"Then you can fly back." Luo Feng said: "I'll get off the plane here." ”

The pilot observed the ground situation, shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "Chief, this place is not suitable for landing, and the wind is too strong when hovering." ”

"It doesn't matter, I'll skydive."

Luo Feng opened the cabin door as he spoke, jumped out, and jumped off the plane.

The pilot scratched his head, suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly shouted: "Chief, you forgot to bring a parachute!" ”

However, all that responded to him was a cold wind with snowflakes.

……

Of course, Luo Feng didn't need any parachutes, he spread his limbs in the air, slowed down his fall slightly, transported his innate true qi, and gently fanned his palms, bringing up a whirlpool of air currents.

When the helicopter pilot saw Luo Feng gliding in front of the plane with his arms outstretched, he was greatly relieved, knowing that this chief with a legendary background was also an extraordinary person, and he couldn't help but feel that he could be in charge of one of the most powerful departments on the earth, and the man who fulfilled the duty of protecting the earth was really unusual.

The realm of the innate martial artist has opened up the bridge between heaven and earth, the acquired turbidity has turned into the innate clear qi, the true qi is endless, Luo Feng has a superb light skill, although he can not fly freely, but he can glide against the wind, the wind in the Himalayas is strong, he is like a fish in water.

After gliding for a while, Luo Feng stared at the ground again, and suddenly found that there was a bright yellow in the snow, and then a closer look was a mountaineer trapped by a blizzard, that person was climbing a rock wall, but his physical strength was exhausted, and he was still struggling in the wind and snow, and he was about to die.

This person is one of the targets of Luo Feng's search.

Luo Feng's arms fluttered, like an eagle closing its wings and diving, he changed his flight trajectory and pounced directly on the climber, and when he was about to approach, a spinning body was landing on the cliff he was about to climb.

Luo Feng landed on the cliff, shaking up a piece of ice and gravel, the mountaineer was already unable to support it, and this time it was even worse, and he was about to fall as soon as he let go of his hand.

But his wrist was grabbed by Luo Feng, and he pulled him up the cliff with just a slight lift.

This mountaineer is a foreigner, with a scruffy beard, curly hair, and narrow cheeks, Luo Feng takes a closer look, isn't this Sherlock Holmes?

With S.H.I.E.L.D.'s investigative ability, it was easy to find out that Mr. Strange had been in a car accident, a pair of dexterous hands were crippled, and various treatments were unsuccessful.

Stephen was so weak that he fainted from the fright of his fall.

With a slap of his palm, Luo Feng pressed his palm on his chest, gave him some innate true qi, helped him recover his strength quickly, and then carried him to find a sheltered rock wall and put him down, so as not to drop his body temperature too quickly.

After being properly settled, Luo Feng turned out the plateau gas stove from the storage space, took out a small pot and boiled some snow water.

At this time, Stephen also woke up, he looked at Luo Feng with wide eyes and surprise, and said in a slightly London English accent: "Am I hallucinating?" I actually saw a Chinese man in a black suit in the Himalayas! ”

"Am I still wearing a fur coat?" Luo Feng said with a smile: "This coat is impermeable, warm enough." ”

Luo Feng was wearing a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent's standard suit plus Nick Fury's fur coat.

In fact, the martial artists of the innate realm have long been invulnerable to cold and heat, and they can climb the Himalayas even in shorts and vests.

Handed Stephen a cup of hot cocoa, which he took with a trembling hand and drank it slowly, before he recovered a little and regained a little energy.

"Thank you for saving my life, I thought I was going to die." The future Doctor Strange said with palpitations.

Luo Feng waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's hard work, why worry about it." Are you a mountaineering enthusiast? Didn't the local guide warn you that this route was not suitable for mountaineering at all, and would even anger the 'mountain gods'? ”

Stephen smiled bitterly and stretched out his trembling hand and said, "I heard that there is a master living in seclusion here, and I want to seek treatment from him." What about you? How did you end up dressed like this? ”

"Coincidentally!" Luo Feng said: "I also went to find that master. ”

"You don't have any mountaineering equipment, how the hell did you climb up?" Stephen looked at Luo Feng and couldn't help but ask.

Luo Feng pointed to the sky and said, "I parachuted down, by the way, when it comes to curing diseases, I have a magical elixir......"

Halfway through his words, Luo Feng squinted his eyes and looked at Stephen's horse face carefully, and swallowed back the words behind him: "When I didn't say it." ”

Stephen looked at him in confusion, not understanding what Luo Feng meant.

"Well, since we're on the same road."

Luo Feng was also a little embarrassed, and immediately changed the topic: "When you are rested, let's set off together, we can take care of each other on the way." ”

Stephen nodded gratefully, took out the compressed biscuits and baked them through the stove lit by Luo Feng, and ate them while drinking hot cocoa, and after a short rest, he completely recovered his strength and stood up with Luo Feng's support.

The two of them braved the fierce wind and snow together, heading towards the top of the mountain, their way up the mountain was completely different, Stephen was climbing, using a mountaineering pickaxe to hook the rock crevices and ice blocks to climb hard, and Luo Feng was a little lighter on his toes, and the person shot out like an arrow and landed in the distance.

The difference in speed between the two was too big, Luo Feng was a little impatient, so he simply returned to him, stretched out his hand to carry him on his shoulder, and carried him between the cliffs and the rugged rocks.