Chapter 37
Old Gun Bar, this old man has been in business for several decades. It used to be famous throughout the tavern in Gotham Wharf area. Because of the old and serious Boss, this place can definitely be called the entire Gotham. The "cleanest" bar, there won't be those messy poison Xs, and there won't be those strippers who are barely dressed. Everyone is here to drink a little wine and pass the time.
So the old man’s business has always been tepid, but recently due to some incidents, this bar has been closed for almost half a month, and now it’s been packed into a large construction site by the workers. Inside the bar, in the faint rays of light, four people are having a special conversation.
Cyber looked around, two dark muzzles pointed firmly at his head. On the left was a tall and indifferent man, and on the right was an indifferent woman with the same skin color as him. He has short black hair, matched with the slightly tight combat uniform, and looks valiant and formidable looking.
The most important thing is that Cyber smelled a familiar taste from these two people...that belonged to the one who used to be, that was the same person as him, at least the same as the one who used to be.
"Gotham's poor security really makes me hate it!"
Cyber murmured. He raised his hands and threw Colt on the ground. But if you look closely, you can see that Cyber's eyes have been narrowed in the dark. "Now when I go home, I can meet two well-trained gunmen and an uninvited guest I have never seen?"
The man who walked up to him, who was not too tall, was shrugged, and even reached out and patted his shoulder, as if to comfort him,
"Okay! You and I both know We will come, won't we?"
Cyber frowned upon hearing these familiar words,
"Damn, I have never seen you!"
p>The man didn’t answer this question. He moved towards and waved his hands on both sides.
"Okay, May, Brock Rumlow, put down your weapons, Mr. Hawk is a smart man, you don’t need this "
After finishing talking, he turned his head and looked at Cyber, and asked kindly,
"Right?"
Cyber barked his teeth. He took a deep breath, and this guy in front of him is definitely the most difficult one of the three people to deal with, but there is no way, now he is inferior, and the opponent does not seem to intend to use violence, so he is nodded.
"Of course, I’m smart, so I won’t do anything that threatens my safety. By the way, can I turn on the lights? I want to see who my guests are, and that’s also Kindly express, right? Mr. Who?"
"Um...well."
The very gentle man in a black suit and dressed in front of him was laughed, and he waved his hand. , The woman as cold as ice and frost walked to the wall and lit the lamp.
The lights were turned on. Cyber saw the black clothed person in front of him. He was not tall and stood there just to face Cyber. This guy was very capable of cleaning up. He was wearing a gray blue suit and white shirt. There is also a pair of big sunglasses in the pocket of his suit. His expression is very gentle, and his eyes are full of intelligent rays of light. They have a strong affinity. The hairline on both sides of him is very high, which looks very good. It's like a little bald.
In general, this is a person who is easy to be friends with others, but the more so, the more vigilant Cyber is. This guy in front of him reminds him of some "colleagues" who can In a few hours, pry open the secret "jackals" in the heart of the most ferocious criminals.
"Phil Coulson, I am from New York, I came here specially for you."
Coulson extend the hand, Cyber looked at the left hand, raised his hands above his head, his face was full Coulson was indifferent, which made Coulson a little embarrassed, but the embarrassment was fleeting, and his hand turned to the other side.
"Sit down, Cyber, we have some things to talk about."
For this invitation, Cyber did not refuse. When the situation is completely controlled by the opponent, following their words is the best code of action, even if the two guys behind him have put down their pistols. But Cyber can be sure that if they have offensive actions, they will sift themselves into a sieve within 2 seconds.
They are two very difficult guys...very difficult ones.
He was sitting on the bar counter, with his left arm leaning against the wooden cabinet full of knife marks, facing Coulson who was sitting across from him, who always had a smile on his face, and until now, Cyber has time to look at the other two people.
First of all, the black hair brawny man standing beside him, height 1.9, looks like a mixed race, has deep eyes peculiar to Europeans, and has slightly longer hair. He is wearing a black combat suit. He stands in the middle of the hall in a standard military stance, with two gun clips wrapped around his legs, and a communicator on his ears. If Cyber is correct, this guy, apart from his apparent weapon, There are at least 3 daggers hidden on his body, and maybe there are things like small grenade.
But he...to be honest, it’s not that difficult to deal with. Such a military-style guy will not be a good agent even if he becomes an agent. They are born with a lack of flexibility and autonomy. He is a good subordinate, but among the three people, this guy poses the least threat to Cyber's, especially after stimulating the self-healing ability in the body, Cyber is 60% sure that he can kill him in 1V1.
But that woman, that looks similar to his former compatriots, a woman between 1.7-1.8, half-length and not short black hair, very in line with the appearance of Western aesthetics, she must smile It looks good, but she always keeps her face cold. She stands behind Coulson, looking at the big boy in front of her with a scrutinizing gaze.
She and Coulson should be friends, they have a special kind of intimacy, and most importantly, this woman feels dangerous to Cyber's!
The extraordinary danger does not come from her appearance, but a feeling that there should be other secrets in her.
"Who are you?"
Cyber glanced at the red drink next to Coulson, then lifts the head and looked at him, who reached out to line his suit I turned it over, took out a piece of ID, and shook it in front of Cyber. It was a black and white eagle, surrounded by circles of letters.
"Uh, we have many names, the most commonly used now is "Strategic Homeland Intervention Enforcement and Logistics Division"..."
Coulson put the black certificate on the table, Speaking out a series of complicated and slurred names, after seeing a flash of impatience in Cyber’s eyes, he was lightly coughed,
"Well, you should have heard of our name from Crane , SHIELD."
"shua"
Cyber's squinted eyes opened in an instant. When Crane talked with him, he was sure that there was no one around him, this person in front of him , How did you know? Has this organization been so strong with no opportunity?
His shock was completely captured by Coulson. The agent laughed at him, took the red drink at hand, and drank it comfortably.
"Well, it seems you know who we are, so let's talk about business."
Coulson's expression became serious, "The fear you got from Crane is poison Give us the formula of qi! This kind of thing that can cause a great chaos in an instant cannot be held in the hands of an Illegal immigrants with serious violent tendencies and unknown origins. You are a smart person, Cyber, you know that What to do, right?"
"So Mr. SHIELD, who likes to drink watermelon juice, do you think someone with a serious tendency to violence would give it to you so easily?"
Cyber pursed his mouth, propped his head with one hand, and looked at Coulson. His other hand touched the edge of the counter. As expected, a gun hidden there had disappeared.
"You are looking for this, right?"
Coulson's flicked his left hand, and a well-maintained M9 was turned around in his palm, and then placed on the table , Coulson pressed it with a finger and slid it to Cyber,
"Frankly speaking, this can’t protect you, you have to understand, Cyber, I’m here not just because You, you are lucky. I usually don’t care about this kind of trivial matter. If other colleagues of mine come here, maybe this will become a battlefield of gun battles. No one wants the things that happened on the narrow island 3 days ago to happen again. If it happens, it's not good for you or me."
After speaking, Coulson took a deep breath. He leaned forward and lowered his voice.
"And you give me that stuff, I have a message that is closely related to you, you are absolutely interested, fair trade, you and I both like this kind of exchange, don't you?"
Coulson's voice is very sincere, which makes people unconsciously want to be convinced. After the voice, expression, and even the combination of humming secrets, you can change your first in other people's hearts recklessly. impression, he has never done such a thing, but he has seen it more than once.
Coulson can't fool him.
"Well, I promise you! That box is in the second drawer of the table in the first house on the left hand side of the third floor. I think you should be able to find it. Why didn't you do that? "
Cyber took M9 over and put it on hand. He was not deceived by Coulson, but he would not refuse his proposal. He hated this kind of non-choice thing, but the matter is over, he Have to find a way to regain some initiative.
Coulson cracked his mouth and smiled. He slapped the brawny man, he turned around, moved towards the third floor and walked up, and then Coulson said to Cyber in an old friend's tone,
"We don’t do that. Personal property is sacred, right?"
He took a sip of watermelon juice and looked at Cyber with an expression of disbelief. shrugged, "Especially a person who has a fear of poison qi in his hand. Experience tells us that it’s best not to flip through his things at will. By the way, the set of Battle Armor you put in the basement is good, and it fits mine very well. Aesthetics!"
Cyber stopped tapping his fingers on the table, but then began to dance lightly.
"It’s fine if you like it. By the way, do you want to intervene in the narrow island incident? Or come and arrest me? Or simply..."
"peng"
Cyber put two fingers together, placed them on the temples, and imitated the sound of a gunshot. Coulson has been creating an atmosphere of a fair conversation. Cyber did what he wanted, perfectly clear questions, and faced On this question, Coulson was not surprised. He put the watermelon juice in his hand aside and put his hands on his knees.
"How come? Those are bad guys, aren't they?"
The agent showed the same smile as a child. He blinked at Cyber. "This world has many factors of instability. The League of Shadows is one of them. This country is so big that even SHIELD can’t control the overall situation. , We welcome some heroes who stand up for justice against them, but how can I say, the trouble they will cause is not our turn to deal with."
Finally, Coulson concluded with one sentence Up the problem.
"SHIELD deals with events that are more complicated and worse, incomprehensible and difficult to reach by ordinary persons, such as you, Mutant Cyber ·Hawk!"