"Damn, Lao Hu, it's been more than ten years, and this old American territory is still not used to tmd. Civilians holding guns is nothing. Back then, our village didn't have armored vehicles or infantry artillery? But the officials and civilians are just like destroying people everywhere. Unbearable."
In a restaurant in Chinatown, a middle-aged man wearing a suit and tie, but not much modification, and having the temperament of a concierge complained to another middle-aged man in the same suit and tie, but with an upright temperament.
"Old Wang, the American people can handle it themselves. Why do we care so much? Hurry up and eat. After dinner, Shirley Yang has a lot of tasks for us." The middle-aged man with an upright temperament said.
"What's the point of her mission? It's nothing more than negotiating business with Osborn today, grabbing Stark's orders tomorrow, and then going to the orphanage to look after the children I said, Lao Hu, hurry up and have a baby of yourselves. , always looking at what¡¯s the point of a child that others don¡¯t want!¡±
"Only looking after children is true We are a museum, not next to Osborne and Stark. And give birth to one? Forget it, we are already this age"
""
Listening to the conversation between the two middle-aged men, Colson and Barton, who were also eating, were relatively speechless.
Life is always full of helplessness.
These two people have reached middle age, but they still live like donkeys.
Although it is said that a middle-aged man is a donkey, but
Well, you shouldn¡¯t be so depressed.
Wasn¡¯t it just that you were beaten violently with two swords yesterday? There were no dead people, which was much better than the Hand where corpses were everywhere.
¡°Well, during the report, the Director¡¯s reprimand didn¡¯t sound very good.
"Well, sir, I think we can ask those two Asians for information." At this time, the voice of a young agent Qi Qi Ai came from the headset.
"Don't be like those uneducated fools everywhere in this country, looking at the faces of Asians and thinking they are all the same. You are the elite, you have to distinguish between Chinese, Japanese, Koreans and Southeast Asians , The two yesterday were obviously from the Japanese school, and these two are obviously Chinese. And even if they are Japanese, just everyone will not know about super-powered swordsmanship." Coulson said helplessly.
"Yes, sir! Butsir, those two are the chairman and major shareholders of the famous American chain of mystery museums - Gui Chui Deng, Bayi Hu and Kaixuan Wang. I think they should be aware of Asia's super powers. You have a lot of say." The young agent whispered.
??Mystery Museum?
Is the stinky socks of the witch, the fairy washing water, or the beard of Merlin?
The young agent¡¯s words reminded the agents of some not-so-good experiences.
Based on the nature of their work, these museums under the banner of mystery have naturally investigated most of them. Most of the museums that are open to the public do not have any genuine items. It is said that they are just like museums of films and TV dramas with mysterious themes. Those that are mysterious and not open to the public have no use at all.
So, before Coulson could say anything, an old agent spoke. "Idiot, not to mention just a museum under the guise of mystery, but also a prestigious psychic. We have investigated so many, but most of them are liars!"
"Don't be like this, Sitwell" At this time, Coulson's good-natured personality showed up.
As a senior, we must encourage young people. Only in this way can we cultivate people.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Playing off as a senior and bullying the younger ones as a senior? That¡¯s a backwater, a talent that has no hope for a company or country.
"Wait, Coulson, Sitwell, you mean, Bayi Hu and Triumph King?" Barton suddenly spoke.
"Barton, do you know them?" Colson and Sitwell were stunned.
"I don't know them. But once when I was fighting against tomb robbers who tried to resurrect demons in Cairo, I heard a person shout these two names." Barton said.
"You mean the time you cooperated with mi6 last month?"
"How did you shout?"
Coulson and Sitwell spoke at the same time.
"That's that time. The leader of the tomb robbers who claimed to be a descendant of the ancient Egyptian high priest Imhotep said when reprimanding his men, 'If Bayi Hu and Triumph King hadn't quit more than ten years ago, I won't hire you idiots," Barton replied.
Hey, so these two really have something? Colson and Sitwell couldn't help but look at the two ordinary middle-aged men at the same time.
But you really can¡¯t see it?
And you have to transfer it just after eating it?
Can social animals still encounter such good things?
"Gentlemen, this is the FBI. If possible, could you please take up a moment of your time? We need to ask you a few questions." Colson thought for a while and walked over.
???????????????????????????? Anyway, it¡¯s free to eat, and if you don¡¯t lose a piece of meat by asking, then just ask.
"FBI?" Wang Kaixuan raised his eyebrows.
He was annoyed by these people before he came to the United States, and he became even more annoyed after coming to the United States. It was even more annoying than seeing people at the immigration office when I was illegally crossing the border without a certificate. If it weren't for the big business of Lao Hu's family, and to a certain extent they were in the same group with these guys, he, Mr. Kai, wouldn't give them a good look.
"If you have anything to say, just ask." Wang Kaixuan waved his hand.
"Since we support you with our tax dollars, I'll give you five minutes."
"" Colson was a little speechless, but he didn't feel dissatisfied.
After so many years of working as an agent responsible for contacting various troublemakers, he has never seen anyone. Wang Kaixuan has a much better attitude than the Texas rednecks or Hell's Kitchen gangsters.
He told everything he could about what happened yesterday.
Then he got Wang Kaixuan¡¯s answer.
"Oh, how could Mr. Kai know this? If Mr. Kai had such a skill back then, what would he be afraid of?"
"Old Wang!" Hu Bayi shook his head to stop Wang Kaixuan's attack.
"Bah, I just don't like you people who are soft-spoken. You spend all your time begging others to join these Americans, and you don't even have your own roots. The Chairman said, 'Seek peace through struggle, and you will survive in peace. "If you seek peace through compromise, you will perish peacefully." What's the use of your bottomless demands other than making them bully you even more!" Wang Kaixuan shook his head.
"There is no way, people under the eaves have to bow their heads. Shirley said, we don't have guns in our hands. If we dare to fight, Tulsa in 1921 will be our future." Hu Bayi sighed.
¡°Then we can¡¯t just do nothing.¡± Wang Kaixuan was dissatisfied.
"" Listening to what Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan said, Coulson looked embarrassed.
¡°Well, luckily I¡¯m not from the FBI. The dark history of the Confederacy has nothing to do with me. We are an agency under the five fingers of the United Nations.
After scolding Sang and Huai, Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan told Coulson what he wanted to know.
"Forget it, let me tell you. What you encountered is very simple. In our place, it is called the unity of man and sword. The unity of man and sword means that man is the sword, and the sword is the man. Do you think it is the man? Sword wielding, seeing a man wielding a sword is like seeing God. But in fact, when a man wields a sword, the sword also wields a man, and the sword controls each other, and they are never separated. What you are unconscious is only the human body, and only a part of the human sword. , of course it is impossible to stop the entire system." Hu Bayi said. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com