26 The value of living
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"So they plan to use you to steal those so-called important items, and then kill you to silence you."
I came to the bar in a bad mood, sat in the corner with the old man and watched the rhythmic dance, enjoying the atmosphere of everyone's happiness, which really effectively alleviated the depression in my heart. I picked up the glass and drank the red wine in one gulp, and leaned on the sofa again. answer
"The key is that I can't refuse at all now, and I can't even resist. What bastard invented nanotechnology, and it can actually be turned into a bomb?"
"You don't seem to be in a hurry."
The old man was Morse Griska. He was smoking a cigar and looking at Peter. The other person's state didn't seem like he was being threatened at all, but more like he was enjoying the fun of being coerced. He tilted his head and teased Peter, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Of course he was afraid. Death, even when I saw that bullshit Baron, I wanted to kill him immediately. Unfortunately, he was not as fast as Quicksilver and couldn't do what he wanted to do.
In this case, the voice similar to the second personality reminds me in my mind that even if I am threatened, my use value is greater than the value of being killed, so my life will be very safe. The second personality formed by the soul that occupied the magpie's nest and was devoured by him is still so calm and rational. He has made the judgment that Hydra will not threaten his safety in a short time, but will take advantage of it. Do more things yourself.
"That's because the other party is not in a hurry. He gave me unlimited time to slowly find it."
"Why do I think they want to maximize their profits?"
"hehe"
Morsgriska's words made Peter laugh again. Yes, maximizing profits. He is a killer, the most professional killer. He doesn't need to guess what Hydra thinks. He estimates that it won't take long for him to take over. Got the mission, but we still have to find a way to solve the damn nano bomb, otherwise we can’t really be a dog that may be cooked at any time.
"Who knows"
"Your favorite character"
"Old man, I'm not in the mood right now."
Suddenly the old man shook his head and raised his head to signal Peter to look over. Peter waved his hand and turned his head, and a very beautiful beauty appeared in front of him. She was a Latin American-style beauty with slender thighs, long brown hair, and sexy thin lips. It's not the key. The key is that this woman looks very much like a female star in her previous life. For a while, I liked this female star very much.
"Haha, this is called not in the mood. You really need to know your taste. This type of woman is either the most conservative or the most unrestrained. They have two extreme personalities. Just play it as a girlfriend, don't take it seriously."
"I just feel a little familiar, she seems"
The old man Morsgriska once again spoke sarcastically to Peter, and finally reminded him with a little concern and got up and left. Peter opened his mouth to explain, but the old man had already walked into the back door on one side, shook his head and stood up. A woman seems to be entangled by a man, and the time has come for a hero to save her.
"My friend, haven't you seen that she is already showing an impatient look? Let's find someone else. She won't have any close contact with you."
He walked to the bar where the woman was with a bottle of drink, and teased the burly black man next to him. The other man turned back disdainfully, and just as he was about to speak, he noticed Peter, who was more than a head shorter than him. Everyone in this bar didn't know this. Peter, this seemingly weak Asian, is the VIP guest of Morse Griska in this bar. If he offends this man, he almost becomes the enemy of the entire bar.
She turned around and left without answering, and Peter took over the black man's seat. The woman didn't seem to be grateful to Peter, and continued to drink alone. Peter didn't say anything. Looking closely, he was 100% sure that the other person's appearance was that of his previous life. Of course, with my own naked eyes, I could observe the celebrity Jessica from close range. She was taller and more graceful, and her expression lacked a touch of coquettishness. She always felt a little too serious.
"Is the current method just to stare at a person with your eyes?"
Feeling a little uncomfortable being looked at, the woman asked Peter with disgusted eyes. Peter waved his hand and turned sideways to look at the beauty, smiling and explaining.
"Aren't beauties meant for others to see? Besides, since you're here, you should enjoy being seen, because you are beautiful and deserve to be noticed."
The words make people speechless. Anyone who is praised will laugh involuntarily. Her sweet smile is like an angel. Unfortunately, if I guessed correctly, and if I remember correctly, the woman in front of me will also be a super star in the future. Hero, still a very powerful one, Susan, the invisible woman of the Fantastic Four
"Thank you for helping me get rid of that nigger. Of course I hope you don't end up like him."
"This is a bit too strong to say, and the word nigger is a very unfriendly word."
In the United States, nigger is a very disrespectful word that has even been raised to the level of racial discrimination. It’s a shame that the messy bar music obscured the voices of the women in front of them. Otherwise, the dancing black people three meters away would never be because of what they saw in front of them. The beautiful woman is sexy and does not slap the other person as punishment. The female index finger stirs the ice cubes in the wine glass and talks to herself, her mood becomes low again.
"Yes, breaking up is also a very unfriendly word."
"I like to listen to stories. If you don't mind, tell me to listen."
"It's not something worth talking about."
"Forget it if you don't say it. But now that you are here, you should put down all your baggage. The pressure from society should not exist in bars."
Peter is not in the mood for conversation, and he doesn't force it. He is not a talker himself, nor is he someone who likes to stir up topics. A killer's life should be low-key. Even if a meteorite explodes from his side, he should not look sideways. Walking forward, showing indifference regardless of his own affairs, and not being curious about anything or anyone. Although he cannot hide it perfectly, and it was exposed in less than a year, he still has the most basic calmness. Still have a certain degree of self-awareness.
"Boss Peter wants to see you."
A strong man patted Peter on the shoulder from behind. He was the old man's bodyguard. He probably had something to do. The time to hook up with a girl was always so short. The bartender pointed at the beauty with disappointment.
"Her account is in my name."
The bartender nodded to show that he knew. Peter looked at the beauty again and persuaded her.
"Beauty, let me give you an old saying from my motherland. Drinking to drown your sorrows will make them worse. If problems arise, you must solve them. If you hesitate to kill them, you will only waste your own and other people's time and lives. Enjoy today's indulgence. Well, consider it rude of me to look at you for so long and apologize."