Chapter 1021: Mysterious Avengers

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Sitting on a squeaky wooden chair, the "old cowboy" wearing a cap picked up the glass and poured a large beer on the wrinkled old face, revealing a satisfied smile.
Although he had just betrayed his old partner not long ago, this old-fashioned professional bank robber did not mean anything, just hiding in a secret hiding place on the west side of the chaotic city, happy to drink. The wine.
"The CIA is also finished, no way, who wants them to die?"
The old cowboy put down the wine glass and leaned back on the back of the chair to look at the ceiling. Under the influence of alcohol, he felt that he was about to go to heaven. at this time--
Hey!
A loud noise, the iron door in the hiding place was violently opened, and the old cowboy's wine suddenly woke up most of the time, almost instantly shot the gun at the door. but……
His right hand hurts. The left-hander who accompanied him for decades has just flew out. The old cowboy hasn't realized what happened. He saw a dark face blocked by the mask, which has already appeared in front of his eyes. .
"You are very happy?" There was a low female voice under the mask. The woman in black put the saber on the neck of the old man, and the dark scorpion was dull.
"No, I have to drink every day, or I can't live." The old cowboy who was subdued by the other side raised his hands very calmly and put on a posture of surrender: "It's nice to meet you, beautiful. I provide quite good information." Accurate, isn't it?"
"Indeed, we found the warehouse of the Lions." The black woman's tone was cold: "But I didn't expect those agents to really want to take the goods and sell them. What did you say to them?"
"Ah, you shouldn't kill them all, beauty?" The old cowboy laughed out loudly: "You are no different from me in betraying your companions."
"Answer my question." The woman said coldly.
"I can guarantee that I have never said anything." The old man bent his eyes and the smile on his face looked meaningful: "But ah, I have lived for so many years, and this kind of thing has been much more..."
"Say it."
After getting permission to continue to be nonsense, the old cowboy smiled and said: "You should be an agent who has just been sent to this city? It is still too young to know what happened here. It was placed in the city by the CIA. The agent, but I found me from a long time ago and wanted to work with me."

Need intelligence?
The woman’s question is very simple.
"No, they want to rob the bank with me." The old cowboy said with a smile.
"Don't think about fooling me, the old man." The woman's eyes flashed a faint light, and the blade of the old man's neck pressed down. A few drops of blood were seen in the wound: "The CIA's special union went to plan bank robbery." case?"
"Hah, so I said that you are still too naive, miss!"
The old cowboy did not fear the blade on his neck. Instead, he laughed out loudly: "Do you think the CIA is the kind of absolute justice organization? The CIA agent should always be loyal to the United States and perform all the tasks of the United States? Don't be kidding. Your 'partners' told me personally that the CIA has been cutting the funds for overseas operations. They are almost ready to survive. As agents, their status is false, even if they are exposed to work, there is a risk of exposure. So you can only choose illegal means!"
"This is impossible." The woman shook her head: "I am not a special agent for this kind of thing..."
"There are still many impossible things, you are just too young, have not experienced it yet!"
The old cowboy said to push the right hand of the woman's knife and stand up straight. The old figure is extraordinarily tall under the light, like the statue of the same gloomy:
"Before you arrived, the agents found me and wanted to work with me to make money. They have already done things like robbery, kidnapping, etc. This time they just want to make a big vote, so they are eyeing. Goods on the 21st..."
"They won't do this." The woman in black is low.
Even though she has been "handed traitors," she still believes that her companions will not do this.
But in fact, she is only reluctant to admit it. When she found the truck carrying drugs in the underground warehouse, she saw the excitement of other agents, and she already understood the truth of the matter.
- Your companions are not good people at all. They are no different from gang members, bank robbers, and drug dealers. They are also criminals who are greedy.
But even if she knows this, the woman is still reluctant to smother with those guys.
"Tell me, why are you robbing the bank?" She stared at the vicissitudes of the old cowboy: "Your money is enough to spend it? It doesn't make much fun for the age."
"Haha, this lady, do you want to study the psychology of criminals?" The old cowboy, who was full of words, laughed and revealed the teeth that had been burned with smoky eyes: "Done of our line, it has to be a little psychological, otherwise it is quite Not going on. Some people are trying to make money, some people are for family, and I am... just a personal hobby."
"You have a problem with your brain." The woman said contemptuously.
"No, no, I am a man. Isn't it normal to like this kind of thing?" The old cowboy excitedly patted his chest: "Imagine you brought a group of people, wearing automatic rifles and heavy body armor. The head is covered with silk. Socks rushed into the bank, brought tens of millions of dollars from the inside to the car, and then smashed the police car chased, and drove away, isn't this a man's romance?"
"Sorry, I don't think there is any romance at all." The woman's eyes bent out of dangerous arcs, and the saber in her hand changed from a positive grip to a counter-grip.

All in all, there is a reason for anyone to do this.

Speaking of the topic of robbing the bank, the old cowboy seems to have become a professor-level professional, and began to talk about it: "I have a companion because I have no money to pay the ransom, and my daughter was kidnapped and then took the road. He It seems that most of the money that has been stolen has been donated to a place like an orphanage. It is really a foolish idiot..."
"..."
When the words came out, the woman suddenly stepped forward, grabbed the collar of the old cowboy, lifted the other person directly, and asked aloud: "What is the name of the person you said?"
"How do I know? We all use codenames. His code name is ‘豺狼’.
The old cowboy said eagerly:
Fast... put me down, I can’t breathe...

The woman’s hand was loose, and the old cowboy’s back stepped a few steps, almost falling to the ground, the black woman was in front of him, and the saber in her hand reflected the sharp cold:
"Tell me, where is this 'wolf'?" She asked coldly.
"I don't know..." The old cowboy seemed to realize something: "Do you want to talk to him?"
"No, I will make him feel nothing."