NOVEL NEXT Across Marvel: I Lost Iron Man
Chapter 253 Loki Escapes
Chapter 253 Loki Escapes
As for tracking Loki's whereabouts, Ye Qingyang has no hope at all. Don't forget that Loki is the god of tricks, good at 72 changes, this skill is comparable to my cousin's Mystique.
After receiving the location sent by Cyclops, Ye Qingyang instantly turned into a streamer and flew away!
At the same time, Watson and George were sitting face to face in a cafe in Brooklyn.
George's face is calm, but anyone who is familiar with him knows that there are rough waves under the calm surface.
Watson looked at his old boss. For so many years, he and he have always been a teacher and friend, and he also unconditionally believes in his teacher.
George asked Watson to come here on purpose today, George said without any haste
"A new task has been issued from above."
Boo—"
Just the beginning of the conversation, the coffee cup in Watson's hand slammed heavily on the table. The ceramic coffee cup clashed fiercely with the small wooden round table. The sudden sound was especially harsh in the quiet cafe. .
This startled many people who enjoyed this quiet leisure time, and they glared at them one after another, but neither of them paid any attention to the strange gazes of others.
Watson was overwhelmed by recent incidents. First, Tony found out that he was an undercover agent. He was determined to die, but Tony, a cunning man, used his wife, children and police status as threats to protect him. Tiger is on top.
Watson didn't even know why Tony valued him so much. He was just a trivial undercover agent, not a crooked dragon or phoenix. He was not good at assisting the crown prince.
Besides, the internal situation of the Zhatian Gang is so complicated, if you make a wrong move, you will be doomed. Once Xiaoqiang takes the position, the only thing waiting for Tiger and himself is wandering around the world.
I received a call from George today. He wanted to talk about his distress. He wanted his master to answer his questions and show him a clear path, instead of continuing to issue some shit tasks.
Watson felt that his chest was blocked, and he couldn't swallow it, and couldn't spit it out. He endured the discomfort and said
"What is it this time? What are you going to do? You said last time that as long as Tony died, I would be able to restore my police status. You said it was the last time, so why don't you say anything!"
George didn't show too much expression because of Watson's anger. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, took a deep breath, and said
"The plan has changed, and the organization is forced to—"
Watson felt that his chest was going to explode, and his tone rose
"What a shitty situation! Tony is dead! Is it wrong for me to want to go back to my original profession? You can't just catch my wool and squeeze hard. Is it my fault for not bringing Tony to justice? ? Now that Tony is dead, I have to be blamed? Whose attention is this, and who is it that came up with this attention!"
George's eyes were blurred, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Facing Watson's questioning, he said lightly
"It's useless to ask, there are only three people in this world who know your identity."
Watson sneered in his heart, three people?
That's right, not counting the dead Tony and the living Tiger, there are indeed only three people.
"Is it you, the detective, or Director Musk?"
Hearing this, George said with some displeasure
"You impolite guy, Director Musk is my friend, is it your friend? There is no sense in speaking. I think you have been in the underworld for more than ten years, and you have really become a gangster."
call--
When Watson heard this sentence, he was angry and funny. In his eyes, I turned into a gangster with no rules!
Is this how superiors judge a policeman who has been undercover for more than ten years?
At this moment, Watson only felt that he was a little sad, and there was nothing more sad than a dead heart. Tony, the leader of the gangster, could understand it with reason and move his feelings. Will it be better than Tony?
He has no answer.
Watson leaned weakly on the back of the chair and said
"I don't want to continue doing it anymore, please abide by the agreement."
George took a puff of smoke, and the blue cigarette smoke was lingering, making his face under the dim light a little hazy.
"Can't do it anymore?"
"Yes, I can't do it."
George nodded and continued smoking
"Okay, then don't do it, don't do it, just hand in your resignation letter. Didn't you succeed in the Zhatian Gang? After handing in your resignation letter, let's live your underworld life well. Yes, I guess so Even better, the bowl of food for the police is not delicious, and not everyone can afford it, um, how much do you earn a month? It must be a lot, right? "
Ah!
George's words were like a sharp knife, piercing deeply into Watson's heart. At this moment, his heart almost stopped beating. Without the blood supply from the heart, all the capillaries in his body began to become thinner. Cold, at this moment, his blood began to cool down.
It's like the temperature in early spring has dropped below zero.
Although the inside of the cafe was still warm, Watson's body seemed to be stripped naked and thrown into the ice and snow, trembling non-stop.
"Do you think that what you are speaking is still human?"
Watson looked at the very familiar face in front of him, and felt so strange and cold, as strange as a beggar he saw suddenly on the side of the road, as cold as riding a bicycle for an hour in the cold wind and heavy snow without wearing gloves.
George glanced at Watson and continued:
"But what would they do if they found out that you turned out to be a police officer?"
It was this sentence that made Watson unable to control his anger any longer. A gust of hot air poured in from the soles of his feet and rushed straight to his brain at a speed of 180 kilometers per second. He grabbed George by the collar and slapped him hard. The coffee on the table was overturned by George's body and fell to the floor across a small round table.
"Snapped--"
With a crisp sound, the ceramic cup fell to pieces, and the coffee inside was like a puddle of blood, thick and hot, and spilled all over the floor.
Watson looked at George and said through gritted teeth.
"What do you want to do to me? What?"
At this moment, he felt blessed and seemed to understand many things.
No wonder I have been hiding for so many years without incident, but Tony was injured and dying and found out that he was an undercover agent. The undercover files of the New York Police Department are top secret!
How can Tony, a mafia boss, break through?
If you say that there is no inner ghost to help, who will believe it?
Thinking about it this way, everything can be explained.
(End of this chapter)
As for tracking Loki's whereabouts, Ye Qingyang has no hope at all. Don't forget that Loki is the god of tricks, good at 72 changes, this skill is comparable to my cousin's Mystique.
After receiving the location sent by Cyclops, Ye Qingyang instantly turned into a streamer and flew away!
At the same time, Watson and George were sitting face to face in a cafe in Brooklyn.
George's face is calm, but anyone who is familiar with him knows that there are rough waves under the calm surface.
Watson looked at his old boss. For so many years, he and he have always been a teacher and friend, and he also unconditionally believes in his teacher.
George asked Watson to come here on purpose today, George said without any haste
"A new task has been issued from above."
Boo—"
Just the beginning of the conversation, the coffee cup in Watson's hand slammed heavily on the table. The ceramic coffee cup clashed fiercely with the small wooden round table. The sudden sound was especially harsh in the quiet cafe. .
This startled many people who enjoyed this quiet leisure time, and they glared at them one after another, but neither of them paid any attention to the strange gazes of others.
Watson was overwhelmed by recent incidents. First, Tony found out that he was an undercover agent. He was determined to die, but Tony, a cunning man, used his wife, children and police status as threats to protect him. Tiger is on top.
Watson didn't even know why Tony valued him so much. He was just a trivial undercover agent, not a crooked dragon or phoenix. He was not good at assisting the crown prince.
Besides, the internal situation of the Zhatian Gang is so complicated, if you make a wrong move, you will be doomed. Once Xiaoqiang takes the position, the only thing waiting for Tiger and himself is wandering around the world.
I received a call from George today. He wanted to talk about his distress. He wanted his master to answer his questions and show him a clear path, instead of continuing to issue some shit tasks.
Watson felt that his chest was blocked, and he couldn't swallow it, and couldn't spit it out. He endured the discomfort and said
"What is it this time? What are you going to do? You said last time that as long as Tony died, I would be able to restore my police status. You said it was the last time, so why don't you say anything!"
George didn't show too much expression because of Watson's anger. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, took a deep breath, and said
"The plan has changed, and the organization is forced to—"
Watson felt that his chest was going to explode, and his tone rose
"What a shitty situation! Tony is dead! Is it wrong for me to want to go back to my original profession? You can't just catch my wool and squeeze hard. Is it my fault for not bringing Tony to justice? ? Now that Tony is dead, I have to be blamed? Whose attention is this, and who is it that came up with this attention!"
George's eyes were blurred, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Facing Watson's questioning, he said lightly
"It's useless to ask, there are only three people in this world who know your identity."
Watson sneered in his heart, three people?
That's right, not counting the dead Tony and the living Tiger, there are indeed only three people.
"Is it you, the detective, or Director Musk?"
Hearing this, George said with some displeasure
"You impolite guy, Director Musk is my friend, is it your friend? There is no sense in speaking. I think you have been in the underworld for more than ten years, and you have really become a gangster."
call--
When Watson heard this sentence, he was angry and funny. In his eyes, I turned into a gangster with no rules!
Is this how superiors judge a policeman who has been undercover for more than ten years?
At this moment, Watson only felt that he was a little sad, and there was nothing more sad than a dead heart. Tony, the leader of the gangster, could understand it with reason and move his feelings. Will it be better than Tony?
He has no answer.
Watson leaned weakly on the back of the chair and said
"I don't want to continue doing it anymore, please abide by the agreement."
George took a puff of smoke, and the blue cigarette smoke was lingering, making his face under the dim light a little hazy.
"Can't do it anymore?"
"Yes, I can't do it."
George nodded and continued smoking
"Okay, then don't do it, don't do it, just hand in your resignation letter. Didn't you succeed in the Zhatian Gang? After handing in your resignation letter, let's live your underworld life well. Yes, I guess so Even better, the bowl of food for the police is not delicious, and not everyone can afford it, um, how much do you earn a month? It must be a lot, right? "
Ah!
George's words were like a sharp knife, piercing deeply into Watson's heart. At this moment, his heart almost stopped beating. Without the blood supply from the heart, all the capillaries in his body began to become thinner. Cold, at this moment, his blood began to cool down.
It's like the temperature in early spring has dropped below zero.
Although the inside of the cafe was still warm, Watson's body seemed to be stripped naked and thrown into the ice and snow, trembling non-stop.
"Do you think that what you are speaking is still human?"
Watson looked at the very familiar face in front of him, and felt so strange and cold, as strange as a beggar he saw suddenly on the side of the road, as cold as riding a bicycle for an hour in the cold wind and heavy snow without wearing gloves.
George glanced at Watson and continued:
"But what would they do if they found out that you turned out to be a police officer?"
It was this sentence that made Watson unable to control his anger any longer. A gust of hot air poured in from the soles of his feet and rushed straight to his brain at a speed of 180 kilometers per second. He grabbed George by the collar and slapped him hard. The coffee on the table was overturned by George's body and fell to the floor across a small round table.
"Snapped--"
With a crisp sound, the ceramic cup fell to pieces, and the coffee inside was like a puddle of blood, thick and hot, and spilled all over the floor.
Watson looked at George and said through gritted teeth.
"What do you want to do to me? What?"
At this moment, he felt blessed and seemed to understand many things.
No wonder I have been hiding for so many years without incident, but Tony was injured and dying and found out that he was an undercover agent. The undercover files of the New York Police Department are top secret!
How can Tony, a mafia boss, break through?
If you say that there is no inner ghost to help, who will believe it?
Thinking about it this way, everything can be explained.
(End of this chapter)
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