Chapter 2040 (2/2)
”Sniper? When I saw someone die quietly in the bar, I knew the black widow was coming for me. But I need to remind you that there are so many people who know I'm here, and they all know that I can't die for some ridiculous reason. ”
Colson got out of the car, leaned leisurely against the door and said with a smile:
”I don't understand what you are talking about. Maybe a child is shining on you with a laser flashlight. Since you are willing to stop chatting, let's start now. But there's one thing you're right about. I'm on duty after all
The dwarf agent still that indifferent smile: ”although I am not afraid of death, but also do not want to die meaninglessly, excuse me, old classmate, if I can answer the question, I will naturally answer you.”
Two agents with the same hair loss and the same smile began to communicate face to face.
”What are you doing in America? And it's also a place where there's a lot of superpowers like hell's kitchen. ”Colson was not vague at all. He not only asked questions, but also pressed his watch secretly to turn on the recording function.
”You should ask the U.S. military about this, if they can tell you.” Michaelis, with his hands on his back, stood upright on the side of the street.
Agent Colson thought for a moment:
”have you seen any monsters tonight? It's just around the corner. ”
”Monster? No, there are a lot of them. ”
MichaelD turned his back, crooked his neck, and let Colson look at the bar himself. The people who had drunk too much and had a good time were crazy around the door of the store. All those guys were freaks.
If they're not, their children will be, and drugs and alcohol can degrade their genes.
”I repeat my question.” With a smile, Colson put his hand into his arms, connected Frey's communication and asked the director to listen in: ”did you see a bright yellow, square creature, like a large sponge, moving in the street? By the way, it also has anthropomorphic funny features
”Well, your sense of humor is really growing, Colson.”
Michelle laughs and shakes his head. How could there be a walking sponge in this world?
”I guess you saw a cartoon character walking into my bar through the monitoring equipment, but it's a pity that if I were you, I would go back to report to my superiors and mobilize forces to check network hackers to keep up with the times, old friend.”
Colson was silent for a moment. He was actually waiting for Frey's order. Then he asked, ”that sponge monster killed two gangs, about 70 or 80 people. You can remember, about an hour ago.”
”Forty minutes ago, a man in a skull t-shirt entered the bar. He smelled of gunsmoke and blood. His stride could be seen as military background. His face was alert. He should be on guard. I suggest you catch him.”
Mishaw immediately recalled the punisher. Although he didn't know the man, it was only a basic skill for an agent to extract from his memory what he had observed at that time.
”... nice to meet you, Mitchell. Good night.”
Colson was silent for a moment and got the order from Frey to give up the mission.
White Skull Black T-shirt, a listen is the punisher, Frey immediately launched the authority to wipe the buttocks of old comrades.
On the roof of the building not far away, a red haired woman in a tight black leather suit, also holding a sniper rifle, slid down against the wall and got into the co pilot of an open car.
”I'm glad to meet my old friend, but next time I'd better not arrange for the shooter. Good night. I'm going back to the embassy.” With the same smile, Michelle waved politely to Colson, ready to leave with the box.
Colson lowered his voice as he drove past him: ”just to remind you, don't touch the mutants of New York, or my eldest brother will be very unhappy.”
”Well, don't worry. This time I'm just here to deal with ordinary people.” The dwarf stood in the same place to recycle and say goodbye, and then turned around to drill the alley and disappeared.
Colson looked at the direction of the other party's departure in silence for a long time.
two bald men were immersed in past grievances and their respective tasks. No one noticed that the black widow of the deputy driver had just turned her head and blinked at the corner of the street behind her.