Although Carla herself has extraordinary powers because of the Moonlight Gem, she still feels incredible after seeing this scene in front of her.

Not only is the appearance exactly the same, but even the obscene demeanor of the lustful eyes is exactly the same.

If it weren't for the fact that the real Captain Jack was still lying on the ground, Kara would never have believed that the Captain Jack standing in front of her was transformed into Rog.

"Don't be stunned, I'll handle the rest alone, you go back to the safe house!"

The next thing to face is not a passerby or a driver, but a highly vigilant terrorist.

With an inexperienced newcomer like Kara, it's better to just catch the terrorists in the bar.

At least it's a little less effortless.

Rogge didn't say it explicitly, but Kara heard what he meant.

Don't mess with the past as a newcomer.

Go back to where you came from.

If someone else did this to her, Kara would definitely let that person enjoy the extraordinary abilities of what is called Moonstone.

But when that person is Rogge, it's a different story.

Kara would rather fight the Red Tank than face the feeling of being crawled all over her body by disgusting bugs.

Thinking of this, Kara involuntarily trembled slightly, as if there were bugs crawling on her body at this time.

"Okay, then I'll go back first!"

Without any hesitation or dissatisfaction, Kara turned and left, walking unusually decisively.

When night falls, Rogge, transformed into Captain Jack, leaves the hotel and takes a taxi to the Ecstasy Night Bar.

Before leaving the hotel, he enjoyed a dinner of the highest specification that a hotel could offer.

As for the bills, of course, it was paid by Captain Jack.

Isn't it a reasonable thing for Captain Jack to pay for what Captain Jack eats.

Rogge thought that the bar that could be favored by Captain Jack and the terrorists would not be too bad.

But when he came to the door of the bar, he felt that he had overestimated Jack and them.

It seems that the industries of smuggling and terrorists have not made much money in recent years!

After sighing in his heart, Rogge walked into this bar that was not modern at all.

Because it was still early, there weren't many customers in the bar.

However, in the case of a bar, even during the night rush hour, there are not many customers.

Rogge soon saw the legendary connector man, and walked to the bar where the connector man was.

"Two glasses of vodka without ice, one for Russia and one for the United States!"

This connector code is stupid enough.

Rogge said in Captain Jack's usual speaking habits.

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man next to him turned his head to look at him.

The bartender is not the terrorist's connector, but the guest next to the bartender.

No energy response, ordinary people, zero threat.

When he turned his head to observe the man, Rogge quickly made a judgment on the man's strength.

However, before he could wait for the man's answer, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Old Jack, can your little wrecked ship still cross the Atlantic, but don't be blown over by the storm."

Who is this guy?

Looking in the direction of the voice, he saw a tall, viking-like man.

"Why, you don't know me anymore, or do you say that your brain has been eaten by sharks."

The man who suddenly appeared sneered loudly.

As long as the brain has not yet died, it can be seen that he is deliberately looking for trouble.

"Get out!"

Rogge didn't know what Captain Jack's relationship was with the man, so he had to choose to answer the one that would apply to any relationship.

"Oh, I see, old Jack, you're talking about business!"

After speaking, the man came to the terrorist's connector, patted him on the shoulder, and said unabashedly: "Young man, if you want to do business, you can come to me, I am much more reliable than Old Jack!" ”

Can't let this guy go on any longer, Rogge plans to use the hypnotic power of the writing wheel eye to solve this guy who came out of nowhere.

However, as soon as he was about to make a move, the man said something completely unexpected.

"He's not Old Jack, he's a spy for the Americans!"

As soon as the man who deliberately dressed as a pirate finished speaking, the face of the terrorist's connector suddenly changed, and he pulled out the pistol on his waist without thinking about it.

Damn it!

Rogge cursed in his heart.

At this point, the situation did not allow him to continue to disguise, and there was no need to disguise it.

As soon as the terrorist's connector pulled out his pistol, Rog came to him with lightning and grabbed his right hand holding the gun.

Click!

With a little force, the connector's right hand was broken as easily as Rogge broke a toothpick.

After quickly dealing with the man, he set his sights on the pirate-like man.

"Who are you?"

The only person who knew that he was disguised as Captain Jack was Moonstone Kara.

At most, add those few logisticians in the safehouse.

Other than that, it is impossible for anyone to know that Captain Jack is in his disguise.

The man, of course, was not likely to answer Rogge's question.

When Rogge questioned him, he pulled out a saber of nearly thirty centimeters from his back belt.

Playing with knives in front of me?

Seeing the eager look of the man after pulling out his saber, Rogge laughed helplessly.

Less than ten seconds, three seconds to be exact.

The saber in the man's hand was in his hand.

After casually dancing the saber in his hand, Rogge asked again, "Last chance, who are you?" ”

There was no difference from the result just now, and the man still had no intention of answering the question.

For this man's choice, Rogge felt a trace of regret.

He then returned the saber to the man.

It's just that this man didn't pick up the saber in a different way than ordinary people.

He caught the lightning-fast saber with his forehead.

Thump!

The sound of falling to the ground rang out.

Ignoring the man who came out of nowhere, Rogge grabbed the connector with his broken right hand and led him out of the bar.

A rooftop building near the bar.

"Why? Why do this to me? ”

Rogge said helplessly, with a look of disappointment on his face.

The connector looked at the annoyed Rogge with a bewildered expression, completely unable to guess what he was going to do.

"I was going to be a serious ninja for a good time, gathering intelligence, sneaking in, destroying targets, and completing missions.

"Why can't you just let me do all the work!"

As soon as the words fell, Rogge's eyes fell on the connector.

"I'm in a terrible mood right now, so I would like to remind you not to have any thoughts that you shouldn't have.

"Otherwise, I'll chop you up!"

After speaking, he took out the bone chopping knife that he had brought casually at the roadside restaurant.