In the brightly lit subway car, there was a faint smell of tobacco in the air. The courier pushing the bicycle might have wanted to quibble, but then he saw the death knell's eyes.
The mercenary who was leaning against the window with his legs crossed just looked down at his black and yellow armor, and then looked at the courier with his lips pursed. His meaning was obvious.
He is sitting here wearing his iconic battle uniform, without wearing a face mask. No matter which identity he is, he can definitely see it on the platform.
In the end, you came up and asked where Mr. Wilson was and whether there were other men in this carriage? Are you blind?
The rider's opening remarks looked like they were designed. After seeing the corpse, he pretended to be frightened and screamed. After that scream, he originally planned to drop the local courier and run away, right? Anyway, the things were delivered to Deathstroke. , the messenger’s mission is completed.
The Super Investigation Department has this problem - it underestimates the heroes of the world. Who can count on this little trick? So Su Ming exposed it directly to him.
At the same time, Harley also pointed the muzzle of the gun at the man, asking the courier rider to come over and talk, and not stand at the car door.
Standing in a relatively open place meant that a sniper rifle must have been pointed at his back from a distance, in order to silence him safely before the mission failed or the organization's secrets were revealed. This was also the style of the secret service organization.
"You are wearing a bug, so those in the command center should also be able to hear what I say. Listen up, everyone, I know your Super Investigation Department as well as Mr. Bones, so don't use any tricks. Now, you can’t even play Batman, do you still want to play with me? Bring me the things and let me see!"
It was obvious that the rider fell into a brief panic after his identity was revealed, and then Deathstroke did not give him and the people behind him any more chance to think, and directly spoke the next words in a commanding tone.
So after a brief pause, the courier rider walked into the bloody car, stepped over the bodies of several African Americans, and handed over the document bag in his hand.
However, the rider's face had no expression at this time. The DEO agents had also received professional training. Everyone was like a machine. In comparison, the agents of the Sky Eye Society were more like humans. At least they could still have their own mood.
To be honest, Su Ming discovered when he was reading comics in his previous life that DEO agents always moved on as if they didn't see their colleagues die, while agents of the Sky Eye Society would instead call out a few times and try to retrieve the body. Or shed a few tears.
Although the latter seems very unprofessional, I have to say that the fat black woman is still knowledgeable. After all, the richer the emotions of her subordinates, the easier it is for her to manipulate and exploit them.
"The labor contract... the one you signed for Kayla was a temporary labor dispatch. You are really not a human being." Su Ming opened the document bag in his hand, took out the papers inside and looked through them one by one, commenting from time to time. After all, he is a mercenary, and he is very familiar with the contract: "I didn't buy insurance for her, let alone dental insurance. There is no need for a large organization like DEO to deduct this fee, right?"
"I'm just a low-level agent. None of the things you mentioned can be decided by me." The rider stood at attention in front of everyone, raising his chin slightly. He may have had a military background before, as if he was waiting for a lecture from the leader. .
"I was just talking to the people behind you." Su Ming shook his head and flipped through the documents in his hands: "How is Director Bones doing lately? I heard that the last time Zhenwang detonated a micro-nuclear weapon in front of him He almost died of the fusion device.
"..." The rider stopped talking. It was obvious that this kind of topic was not at the level he could discuss.
Mr. Bones is indeed dark, and his personality is a bit like Nick Fury. No one can trust this kind of person after he is injured, and he doesn't know which mountain den he hid in.
"The director's injury has not improved much. After all, it was a miniature hydrogen bomb." At this time, a slender figure appeared at the door of the carriage. He was wearing sunglasses at night and looked like he was mentally disturbed. However, he had long wavy golden hair. She was very beautiful. She waved to the courier: "You can leave now. You are so late in delivering something. This week's bonus will be deducted in half."
Even though he said that, you can see that the courier was obviously relieved, because only
If the money is deducted, it means that he will not be executed secretly. !
Everyone knows that the internal discipline of the Sky Eye Society is very strict. The Suicide Squad is often tasked with dealing with traitors, but few people know that the discipline of the Super Investigation Department is even harsher than that of the Black Fat Lady.
But the person who is now in charge of this organization, which can be called DC's "West Factory", is actually a beautiful woman. The moment Zeiss walked into the subway car on high heels, he smiled, as beautiful as a flower in bloom.
"Hello, Deathstroke, Wonder Woman, and... Harley Quinn, don't you want to give your old classmates a hug when you see them?"
Her big eyes paused on everyone's face and greeted them warmly, but completely ignored Kayla who was playing with her fingers with her head down.
Supergirl was usually PUAd so hard by her, and now she has some mental disorders. Her whole body trembled when she heard Zeiss's voice, just like Cinderella who was targeted by the evil stepmother.
"Haha, hello Bichi, long time no see. You are doing well."
Harry, who was chewing bubble gum, had a normal expression and answered the other party with a smile. After all, they were both classmates, and they were also girls with mental problems. They might not have had much interaction with each other when they were in school, but now they find it a bit interesting:
"You don't need to hug me. You mentioned our personal relationship as soon as you came. Do you want to use my memory and feelings to ask me to help you talk to Slade? Haha, do you want me to remind you that when I Is he the top top student in the School of Psychology?"
Speaking of this, Harley was really a little angry, because after so many years of graduation, she was now a renter, and Zeiss, a country girl who was not very impressive at the beginning, has become a senior government official who can be on an equal footing with the black fat woman. led.
But then I thought about it, these people usually have to listen to the President of the United States, but the President of the United States is still a puppet chosen by a plutocrat like Batman, and Batman is definitely not as good as his own little bee, so he can do it in one step, which is a waste of time. Decades of detours.
Then, she laughed wildly like she was having a seizure, and her body rolled back and forth in Diana's arms.
"Okay, Harry, it's better not to do psychological profiling on your old classmates. In the face of absolute power, little tricks are irrelevant." Su Ming took a puff of cigarette, raised his chin and nodded: "Please sit down, Deputy Director Zeiss, since you have sent someone to get what I want, you should know my way of doing things, what do you want in exchange?"
