"Hoo ......"

Sitting on a creaking wooden chair, the "old cowboy" in the peaked cap picked up the glass, poured a large sip of beer, and smiled contentedly on his wrinkled old face.

Although he had betrayed his old partner not long ago, the veteran and professional bank robber had no guilt, just hid in a secret hideout on the west side of the city of chaos and drank happily.

"The CIA is also finished, there is no way, who told them to have to die?"

The old cowboy put down his glass, leaned back in his chair and looked up at the ceiling, and under the influence of the alcohol, he felt that he was about to go to heaven. That's when —

Boom!

With a loud bang, the iron door of the hiding place was violently kicked open, and the old cowboy's drinking strength suddenly woke up for most of the time, and almost instantly drew his gun and aimed it at the door. But......

His right hand hurt, and the revolver that had been with him for decades flew out of his hand, and before the old cowboy realized what was happening, he saw a pitch-black face blocked by a mask, which had appeared in front of his eyes.

"You're happy, aren't you?" A deep female voice sounded from under the mask, and the woman in black pressed her saber against the old man's neck, her dark eyes dimmed.

"No, I have to drink every day, otherwise I won't be able to live." The old cowboy who was subdued by the other party calmly raised his hands and put on a gesture of surrender: "It's a pleasure to meet you, beauty." The information I provided is pretty accurate, isn't it? ”

"Indeed, we found the warehouse of the Lions." The woman in black's tone was cold: "But I didn't expect those agents to really want to snatch the goods and sell them, what did you say to them?" ”

"Ah, you're not going to kill them all, beauty?" The old cowboy sneered, "You and I are no different from you in betraying your companions." ”

"Answer my question." The woman said coldly.

"I can assure you that I didn't say anything." The old man bent his eyes, and the smile on his face looked meaningful: "But ah, I've lived for so many years, and I've seen a lot of this kind of thing......"

"Go on."

After getting permission to continue the, the old cowboy laughed, "You must be an agent who has just been sent to this city, right?" Still too young to know what had happened here before. The agents who were planted in the city by the CIA have been approaching me for a long time and want to cooperate with me. ”

"Need intelligence?" The woman's question was very succinct.

"No, they're trying to rob the bank with me." The old cowboy said with a smile.

"Don't try to fool me, old man." A fierce light flashed in the woman's eyes, and the blade against the old man's neck pressed down, and a few drops of blood oozed from the wound: "CIA agents going to plan a bank robbery?" ”

"Ha, that's why I said you're still too naïve, miss!"

The old cowboy was not afraid of the blade around his neck at all, but laughed out loud: "You think the CIA is the kind of organization that is absolutely righteous? Should CIA agents always be loyal to the United States and carry out all the tasks assigned by the United States? No kidding! Your 'partners' told me personally that the CIA has been cutting funding for overseas operations, and that they are on the verge of not surviving, and that as agents, their identities are all fake, and even if they go to work, they are at risk of being exposed, so they can only choose illegal means! ”

"It can't be." The woman shook her head, "I didn't become an agent for this kind of thing......"

"There's a lot more impossible, you're just too young to experience it yet!"

The old cowboy said and pushed away the woman's right hand holding the knife, and stood up directly, the old figure looked particularly tall in the light, like a gloomy statue:

"Before you arrived, those agents approached me and wanted to find a way to make money with me. Robbery, kidnapping and the like, they have already done it, this time they just want to make a big ticket, so they are eyeing the goods on the 21st......"

"They wouldn't do that." The voice of the woman in black was low.

Even though she had become a "traitor", she still believed that her companion would not do such a thing.

But in reality, she just didn't want to admit it, and when she found the truck carrying drugs in the underground warehouse, she saw the excitement of the other agents, and she already understood the truth of the matter.

- Your companions are not good people at all, they are no different from gang members, bank robbers, drug dealers, and they are also profit-hungry criminals.

But even though she knew so, the woman still didn't want to go along with those guys.

"Tell me, why are you robbing a bank?" She stared at the vicissitudes of the old cowboy's face: "You already have enough money to spend, right?" There's no need for entertainment at this age. ”

"Haha, this young lady, do you want to study the psychology of criminals?" The old cowboy who was full of smug laughter laughed, revealing his smoky yellow teeth: "Those who do our job must have some psychological sustenance, otherwise they won't be able to survive." Some people do it to make money, some people do it for their families, and I ...... It's just a personal hobby. ”

"You've got something wrong with your brain." The woman said contemptuously.

"No, no, no, as a man, isn't it normal for Lao Tzu to like this kind of thing?" The old cowboy patted his chest excitedly: "Imagine that you brought a group of people with automatic rifles and heavy body armor with silk on their heads. Socks rushed into the bank, took out tens of millions of dollars from it and loaded it into the car, and then blew up the chasing police car, and drove away in style, isn't this a man's romance? ”

"I'm sorry, I don't think it's romantic at all." The woman's eyes curved dangerously, and the saber in her hand changed from a positive grip to a reverse grip.

"All in all, anyone has their own reasons for doing this."

Speaking of the topic of bank robbery, the old cowboy seemed to have become a professional at the level of a professor, and began to talk eloquently: "I have a companion who only embarked on this road because he had no money to pay the ransom, and his daughter was killed by the kidnappers, and it seems that most of the money he robbed was donated to orphanages and other places, what a hopeless idiot......"

“……”

As soon as these words came out, the woman suddenly stepped forward, grabbed the collar of the old cowboy, directly lifted the other party up, and asked loudly, "What is the name of this person you are talking about?" ”

"How do I know? We all use code names, and his code name is 'Jackal'. The old cowboy struggled and said, "Quick...... Put me down, I'm going to run out of breath......"

As soon as the woman's hand was loosened, the old cowboy staggered back a few steps, and almost fell to the ground, the woman in black stood in front of him, and the saber in her hand reflected the sharp cold light:

"Tell me, where is this 'jackal'?" She asked in a cold voice.

"I don't know......" the old cowboy seemed to realize something: "Do you want to catch up with him?" ”

"No, I'm going to leave him with nothing."