Chapter 37: 1. an uninvited guest

Lao Gun Bar, this place where Dad has operated for decades, was once known throughout the Gotham quay pub, because there is an old-fashioned and serious boss, this place can definitely be called the whole Gotham's "cleanest" bar, there will be no messy poison X, nor will there be strippers who are exposed, everyone is here to drink some wine and pass the time.
So Daddy’s business has been tepid, but recently, due to some incidents, this bar has been closed for almost half a month, and now, in the bar where the workers have just packed into a large construction site, in the faint light In, four people are having a special conversation.
Cyber ​​looked around. Two dark guns pointed firmly at his head. On the left was a tall, indifferent man. On the right was an indifferent woman with the same skin color as him. He had short black hair. The slightly tight combat uniform looked heroic.
The most important thing is that Cyber ​​smelled a familiar taste from these two people...that belonged to the one who used to be him, that was the same person as him, at least the same as he used to be.
"Gotham's terrible law and order really hates me to the extreme!"
Cyber ​​grumbled. He raised his hands and threw the Colt on the ground. But if you look closely, you can see that Cyber ​​eyes have narrowed in the darkness. "Now just go home. , Can you meet two well-trained gunmen and an uninvited guest I haven't seen before?"
The man who was not tall who came to him shrugged and even patted his shoulder, as if to appease him,
"Okay! You and I know we will come, don't we?"
Hearing this familiar word, Cyber ​​frowned.
"Damn it, I've never seen you!"
The man didn't answer this question, he waved his hands towards both sides,
"Okay, May, Rumlow, put down your arms. Mr. Hawke is a smart man, and it doesn't need to be this way."
After that, he turned around and looked at Cyber, who asked in good faith,
"Right?"
Cyber ​​took his teeth, and he took a deep breath. The guy in front of him is definitely the most difficult of the three, but there is no way. Now he is at a disadvantage, and the opponent does not seem to intend to use violence, so he Nodded.
"Of course, I'm smart, so I won't do anything that threatens the safety of my life. By the way, can I turn on the light? I want to see who my customers are. This is also a goodwill, right? Mr. Who?"
"okay."
In front of him, the very gentle man dressed in a black suit smiled. He waved his hand. The frosty woman walked to the wall and lit the lamp.
When the lights turned on, Cyber ​​saw the black man in front of him. He was not tall and stood there just to face Cyber. The guy was very lean and dressed in a gray-blue suit and white shirt. With a pair of big sunglasses, his expression was very gentle, his eyes glowed with a wise light, and had a strong affinity. His hairline on both sides was high, and he looked like he was a little bald.
In general, this is a person who can easily become friends with others, but the more this is, the more vigilant Cyber ​​is, the guy in front of him reminds him of some "colleagues" who can pry in a few hours. The "jackals" who opened the deepest secrets of the most ferocious criminals.
"Phil Coulson, I am from New York, and I came here specifically for you."
Coulson held out his hand, and Cyber ​​looked at the left hand, his hands raised above his head, and his face 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 something to talk about."
For this invitation, Cyber ​​did not refuse. When the situation was completely controlled by the opponent, it was the best rule of action to follow their words. Even if the two guys behind him had already put down their pistols, Cyber ​​could be sure, If they are aggressive, they will sift themselves into a sieve within 2 seconds.
Those are two very difficult guys... very difficult to deal with.
He sat on the bar, his left arm leaning against the wooden cabinet full of knife marks, facing Coleson sitting opposite him, the guy always had a smile on his face, and until this time, Cyber ​​had no time Look at the other two people.
The first is the dark-haired man standing on his side, with a height of 1.9, which looks like a mixed race, with deep eyes unique to Europeans, and slightly longer hair. He wears a black combat uniform and crosses with a standard soldier. Standing in the center of the hall with a standing posture, two gun clips wrapped around his legs, and a communicator on his ear. If Cyber ​​is right, this guy has at least hidden in addition to the weapons on the surface. 3 daggers, maybe there are small grenades and the like.
But he... to be honest, it is not so difficult to deal with. Such a military-style guy, even if he becomes an agent, will not be a good agent. They naturally lack a flexible autonomy and will be a good subordinate, but in 3 Personally, this guy poses the least threat to Cyber, especially after stimulating the self-healing ability in the body, Cyber ​​has a 60% certainty that he can be eliminated at 1V1.
But that woman, that looks similar to his former compatriots, the woman between 1.7-1.8, with half-length and short black hair, is very in line with the aesthetic appearance of Westerners, she must be very nice to laugh, but unfortunately she always With a cold face, she stood behind Coulson and looked at the big boy in front of her with a kind of scrutiny.
She and Coulson should be friends. They have a special kind of intimacy, and most importantly, this woman feels dangerous to Cyber!
The extraordinary danger did not come from her appearance, but a feeling that there should be other secrets in her.
"who are you?"
Saber glanced at the red drink placed next to Coulson, then raised his head to look at him. The latter reached over and rolled over his suit lining, pulled out a document, and shook it in front of Cyber. It was a black-and-white eagle, surrounded by a circle of letters.
"Uh, we have many names, and the most commonly used one is "Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau"..."
Coulson put the black document on the table and said a series of complicated mouthful names. After seeing the impatientness that flashed in Cyber's eyes, he coughed.
"Well, you should have heard our name from Klein, SHIELD."
"Uh"
Cyber's narrowed eyes opened instantly. When Klein talked to him, he could be sure that there was no one around. How did this person in front of him know? Is this organization so strong that it is so pervasive?
His shock was completely captured by Coulson, and the agent smiled at him, picked up the red drink at hand, and sipped comfortably.
"Well, it seems that you know who we are, so let's talk about business."
Coulson’s expression became serious,
Hand over the recipe for the fear gas you got from Klein! Give it to us! This kind of thing that can cause a big mess in an instant can’t be held in a state of severe violence. , And you’re a smart guy, Cyber, you know what to do, right?
"Then Mr. Agent SHIELD who likes to drink watermelon juice, do you think a person with severe violence tends to give it to you so easily?"
Cyber ​​pursed his lips, propped his head with one hand, and looked at Coulson. His other hand touched the edge of the counter. As expected, the gun hidden there had disappeared.
"You are looking for this, right?"
Coulson's left hand flicked, and a well-maintained M9 made a circle in his palm before being placed on the table. Coulson pressed it with one finger and slid it to Cyber,
"Frankly, this can't protect you, you have to understand that Cyber, I'm here not just because of you, you are lucky, I usually don't care about such small things, and if it is my other If a colleague comes over, there might be a gun battle battlefield here, and no one wants the narrow island to happen again three days ago, and it will do you no good to me."
After talking, Coulson took a deep breath, leaning forward and lowering his voice.
"And you give me that stuff, I have a news that is closely related to you. You are absolutely interested in fair dealing. You and I like this exchange method, don't you?"
Coulson’s voice is very sincere, making people have an unconscious taste of wanting to be convinced, voice, expression, and even a secret combination, you can change your first impression in other people’s hearts, He had never done such a thing, but he had seen it more than once.
Coulson couldn't fool him.
"Okay, I promise you! That box is in the second drawer of the table on the third floor on the left hand side of the first house. 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 choiceless thing, but now that the matter was over, he had to find a way to recapture a little. Initiative.
Coulson cracked his mouth and smiled. He colored the strong man. He turned around and walked up to the third floor. Then Coulson said to Cyber ​​with the tone of old friends.
"We don't do that kind of things, are personal property sacred and inviolable, aren't we?"
He took a sip of watermelon juice and looked at Saiber’s expression with disbelief. He shrugged. "Especially a person with such a thing as fear and poison in his hands. Experience tells us that it’s best not to turn his things casually. , By the way, the suit of armor you put in the basement is good, which is in line with my aesthetic!"
Cyber's finger on the table stopped, but then he danced gently.
"You just like it, yes, are you going to intervene in the Narrow Island incident? Or come to catch me? Or simply..."
"boom"
Saber put together and put it on his temple. He mimicked a gunshot with his voice. Coulson has been creating an atmosphere of fair conversation. Cyber ​​just like what he intended, and asked out clearly. Coulson was not surprised by this question. He set aside the watermelon juice in his hands and put his hands on his knees.
"How could it be? Those are villains, aren't they?"
The agent smiled like a child. He blinked at Cyber. "There are many unrest factors in this world. The Alliance of Shadow Warriors is one of them. This country is very big. Even SHIELD can’t control the whole picture. We welcome some heroes who stand up against them in order to stand up for justice, but how to say, the trouble they cause will not be our turn to deal with."
Finally, Coulson ended the question in one sentence.
"The SHIELD dealt with events that were more complicated, worse, and difficult for ordinary people to understand and reach, such as you, mutant Hippo Hawk!"