Translator: Henyee Translations Editor:Henyee Translations
For the next three days, they waited in the abandoned factory.
Phil spent most of the time trying to familiarize himself with the newly-acquired Kunlun Chi Refining Technique and the stealth suit.
Luke analyzed intelligence.
Some was what he had gathered himself, and some was from Nick Fury.
Ina week at most, Luke and Phil would act to secretly capture some members of SHIELD.
If there was no problem with the other party, Nick Fury would arrange for them to have a “narrow” escape via a rescue operation and to return to SHIELD safely.
If the other party was Hydra, the only outcome for them was to disappear.
With Phil as Luke’s partner, the division of labor in this “snake-catching operation” was very clear.
Nick Fury gave them a target and information on their whereabouts.
Big Dipper would be the main fighting force.
Phil would provide support and take care of any unexpected situations during the operation.
During the interrogation, Big Dipper would only ask about Hydra members, while Phil would ask about SHIELD itself.
Luke was indeed interested in SHIELD, but there was no need to test his luck with Nick Fury right now.
Hmph, did the director really think that the thought amplifier had to be a “helmet” that had to be worn on the head?
Ahelmet was just the most portable and convenient way.
Setting up a device to gather the other person’s thoughts from 100 or 200 meters away would have the same effect.
When Phil actively asked questions, he never got as much as Luke. After all, Phil didn’t have Mental Communication!
Superpowers were meaningless if you didn’t use them as cheats.
Nick Fury was very efficient once he made up his mind.
Soon, the first target was selected. It was a special agent who appeared to have an ordinary relationship with Garrett. During the investigation, it was revealed that the two of them had secretly been in contact before.
While that wasn’t enough proof, Nick Fury wouldn’t talk about proof right now.
There was no point talking to Hydra about proof.
Luke and Phil were hiding in a toilet stall in a dingy hotel in Congo. Thanks to their suits, they were able to turn invisible and block out scents. The wait wasn’t hard.
Phil was lost for words.
Was advanced technology and money that great?
Back when he first started out, he had even jumped into a sh*t pit before.
Someone had been chasing him back then, however, and it couldn’t compare with the current situation.
Luke sent a message. “Why are bad guys and secret agents so fond of meeting in the washroom?”
Phil was stumped; he hadn’t expected Big Dipper to suddenly ask such an inane question.
But he didn’t need to think to come up with a convincing answer. “Because anybody would feel insecure when they take off their pants; even running away would be hard.”
Luke imagined himself running out of the washroom and onto the street without pants on. He had to admit that the answer was spot-on.
After the invention of underwear, a person would feel insecure when they lost this layer of protection, which would inevitably affect their movements.
This sort of discomfort in battle was fatal.
Luke said, “The person who set up this meeting won’t take off his pants, right?”
Phil said, “If anormal person comes in, however, they’ll definitely have to take off their pants. Otherwise, it’ll look strange.”
Luke said, “Fine, I should be glad that we snuck in.”
Phil: “They’re here.”
Two minutes later, two groups of people entered the washroom one after another. Two other individuals guarded the door.
They didn’t use the toilets. Instead, they checked all the stalls before they stood in front of the sinks again and put their briefcases down.
The African-American leader on one side opened his briefcase first and pushed it to the other leader, who was a middle-aged white man.
The white man picked up the items in the briefcase and examined them carefully with a magnifying glass and a few tools.
Amoment later, he nodded in satisfaction. “The goods are fine.”
As he spoke, he gave his own briefcase to the leader.
The black man eagerly opened the briefcase and quickly examined the money inside.
Although they had dealt with each other before, there was no absolute trust in this business, since people with integrity wouldn’t be doing this thing in the first place.
At that moment, the door suddenly opened.
Four men in combat uniforms charged in and fired.
Five to six people in the bathroom instantly collapsed.
Then, the fight started, and deafening gunshots rang out in the washroom.
The new group had fewer people, but they had come prepared, and had the upper hand.
The first two parties had more people, but after a prolonged exchange, they were putting up a desperate struggle.
In this fierce fight, none of the three parties noticed several faint thuds.
Two of the four men in black combat uniforms dropped, and so did two men on the other side.
The fight continued.
Men dropped one after another. By the time the middle-aged man came back to himself, he was the only one left standing in the washroom, staring at a man in black combat uniform.
Both parties pulled the trigger without hesitation.
At the same time, there were two more thuds.
Both of them dropped.
The only difference was that the middle-aged man’s chest exploded, while the man in black combat uniform only swayed twice before he collapsed in shock.
Before he lost consciousness, the man only had one thought: How is this possible?
They had a foolproof plan. They were wearing bulletproof vests and helmets. Logically speaking, it was impossible for all of them to be defeated.
But the truth was that all three parties in the bathroom had collapsed, and more than ten people were lying on the floor.
The lights in the washroom suddenly went out, and Luke and Phil walked out of the stall.
Phil put an optical camouflage on the last person to collapse before he carried him out the back door.
Luke, on the other hand, stored the middle-aged man’s body and the two briefcases in his inventory before he left as well.
Two minutes later, the three men in black combat uniforms suddenly woke up and staggered to their feet.
Sensing the dead silence, they turned on their tactical flashlights.
Looking at the bodies all over the floor, their expressions turned ugly.
After a quick check, they discovered that their captain and the middle-aged man were missing, and their expressions turned even uglier.
‘What they were feeling at the moment was probably like lions being overwhelmed by a pack of wolves and the latter taking off with the lion king.
One of the three quickly made a call, while the other two chased away the frightened staff who were peeping into the washroom from outside.
They had killed a bunch of people in a hotel overseas and had lost their captain. They were in trouble this time.
Phil quickly reached an old bungalow a kilometer away. He entered the basement from the storeroom.
Luke followed and cleaned up all traces behind them.
This matter might draw the attention of Hydra members; they couldn’t be allowed to sense anything strange on the first operation.
