Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Grudgeful and Competitive Hawkeye
On the banks of the State Opera, on the Danube, SzΓ©chenyi Boat Bar.
At night, the lights on both sides of the Danube are illuminated, the water is deep and colorful, and the sightseeing boats swim slowly with the waves.
Jordani had looked at Hawkeye several times along the way.
After pouring a few glasses of whiskey at the bar, Hawkeye finally couldn't help it and said, "Mr. Jovovich, I'm not a hot girl, your gun is not suitable for me, so don't look at me like that, OK?" β
Jordani was speechless and said, "I'm just observing where your bow and arrows are placed, I'm not interested in men." β
Hawkeye patted his waist casually and said, "Activated carbide soft metal, combined with sodium iodide, can maintain a certain tension, it's just a little trick, don't you have it?" β
There's your sister!
Jordani really didn't expect this Hawkeye to hold such a grudge.
I just casually shot the other party a few times, and I didn't even hit it, and when I picked myself up, it became endless.
I don't have a stomach and don't bother to talk to people like you.
In fact, Jordani has his own plans, and during the battle in the theater, Jordani had already seen that the person Hawkeye, or S.H.I.E.L.D., had definitely heard of him, otherwise, the other party would not give up so easily, and he would not believe in himself easily.
The only difference is how well S.H.I.E.L.D. knows itself and what it thinks.
Sure enough, after Jordani became silent, Hawkeye began to be a little passive, and several times, he wanted to say something, but he stopped talking.
After a while, Jordani looked very free and easy, and said: "I have also drunk the wine, you are too stuffy, and you will revenge, small belly, too grudge, I'm leaving!" β
Hawkeye: "......"
We were still enemies before, okay, is that right?
Just when Jordani was about to get up, Hawkeye couldn't help it after all, and said: "Hey, Jordani Jovovich, a gypsy, born in Belarus, entered New York in 2004, killed 49 people, the evidence was insufficient, and in September, there was a conflict with the CIA. β
"In March 2005, for unknown reasons, there was a clash with the CIA and Osborne, and the casualties were unknown."
"In April of the same year, the Assassins Mutual Aid Killers Cross, Gunsmith, and Fox attacked New York No. 72 Textile Mill with secret CIA forces......"
Jordani was not surprised to have repeatedly made a big splash in New York City and was noticed by S.H.I.E.L.D.
It's just that Jordan smiled playfully and said, "Mr. Barton, you are skilled enough in memorizing this information, but your tone is a little stiffer, which is more embarrassing than the worst rap!" β
Barton's face darkened, and he said, "This is not my accusation, it is Coulson's, shit......"
Jordani smiled more and more proudly, and said, "Forget it, I'm so good, I won't tease you, let's talk about it directly, your appearance is too blue!" β
βF.. kοΌ Barton complained, glared at Jordan, and said, "Are you interested in joining our Territorial Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau?" β
Jordani looked confused and said, "What game?" β
Barton: "Homeland Strategic Defense Offensive and Logistics Support Agency." β
Jordani: "What is the land?" β
Barton couldn't help but reach into his arms, which had been pressed against the gun in his arms, and if he didn't agree with him, he felt the urge to shoot Jordani directly in the face.
Jordani shrugged and said, "Okay, no kidding, what's in it for me to join?" β
Barton's face twitched, and he said: "Joe, people always have to do something, not everything to be good, our organization exists so that people in the world can live a better life......"
Jordani looked retarded and looked at Barton until the other party couldn't say any more.
In front of adults, if the excuse is too bad, it is indeed easy to be despised.
Barton felt that he would never be able to say such nonsense with such seriousness, seriousness, and righteousness as Coulson.
Especially the person opposite is still an old fritter.
After thinking about it for a while, Barton drank a glass of wine very angrily, and said: "Our organization has investigated your information and past, and all the scum you killed in New York is unpunishable by law, which is also the basis for the organization to be interested in you, someone will contact you later, he can say more than I can." β
Jordani sat down again and said, "That Coulson in your mouth?" β
Barton raised his eyebrows and said, "It should be that the organization is more interested in many things in your hands, and it also has a good evaluation of your skills and combat effectiveness. β
Jordani laughed, it always feels good to be recognized, and said, "Your organization is not too blind, and my combat power is at least much more powerful than yours, isn't it?" β
Barton glared instantly, reached out and tore off his belt, flicked it casually, turned it into a bow, and said, "Damn it, come on, I'm going to let you know how good I am." β
"Okay, it's a tie!" Jordani hurriedly stopped.
Finally, when Barton's temper subsided, the two soon became silent again.
Patton is a man of great action, but he is taciturn, and he is a little competitive and retributive.
As for Jordani, more than ninety percent of his efforts to communicate with others are used on women.
The two first met, and it is normal that there is nothing to talk about.
Fortunately, between men, when they are not talking, they can also express their feelings with alcohol.
The feelings are deep and boring, and the feelings are shallow, just lick it, phew, it's impossible to lick it, and if you want to lick it, you can lick the black widow.
The result of the fight is that neither of the two people has drunk anyone, after all, it is not the time.
At eleven o'clock in the evening, the cruise ship docked.
When the two were separated, Barton glanced at Jordan and said, "Joe, hot girls are everywhere, there is no need to bury your own life for a woman, the matter of super soldier serum medicine, no matter what time it is, is a very serious matter." β
Although the conversation between them was not too pleasant, Jordani and Barton got along quite well.
Patton's words can be regarded as kind counsel.
Jordani smiled and said, "If there was an opportunity to save your loved ones, would you give it up?" β
Barton was slightly silent, and then said categorically: "No, if there is such an opportunity, whoever stops me, I will kill him." β
Jordani patted Barton on the shoulder and said, "So cherish, the next time we meet, maybe it's an opponent." β
Barton had nothing to say, waved his hand, and quickly disappeared into the crowd of people.
And waited until Barton completely disappeared, not far from Jordan's side, a thickly wrapped woman got up and inadvertently approached Jordani, and a muzzle had been pressed against Jordan's chrysanthemum.
"Mr. Jovovich, it's better to find a secluded place, we need to talk about it, or I have a gun, and maybe you can try it."
A slightly familiar and hoarse voice rang in Jordani's ears.
Immediately afterwards, Black Widow, dressed in a thick winter coat and not showing a little of her appearance, hugged one of Jordan's arms as if she were a lover.
Black Widow is much more vigilant and careful than Jordani imagined.