Baker is no longer interested in S.H.I.E.L.D., and naturally, he is equally uninterested in Hydra.

Even if the center of the entire universe revolves around Aegis and Hydra in the future, not every traverser likes to rush to take advantage of the heat.

Besides.

Every traverser is the protagonist of destiny, why do you have to rush to stick someone else's ass?

It's underestimating oneself too much.

Or overestimating others?

A true time-traveler should be the kind of person who can pay the attention and gaze of the world to himself no matter what world he is in, no matter where the center of that world is.

For example, right now.

Baker didn't shoot at Hydra agents, nor did he fire a cold shot at the Templars.

One shot.

Baker fired only one shot.

"Bang!"

A yellow bullet erupted from the muzzle of the gun, and then, whizzing towards the target on the ground, then suddenly turned a corner.

The next second.

"Bang!"

With his hands cuffed and firmly protected by the two Templars, Wesley suddenly seemed to have a powerful thrust, his head instantly raised, and then the center of his body involuntarily fell towards him.

Poof!

With a brow in the center of his eyebrows, Wesley, who had a feeling of death, widened his eyes and fell heavily to the ground, and his body seemed to bounce mischievously.

This moment.

When the men and horses on both sides saw that the loot they were fighting for was suddenly hit by a stray bullet, the gunfire instantly stopped, and the scene suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

And then.

The centaurs of the Templars and the centaurs of Hydra collided in the air, and when they heard the sound of police cars whizzing in the distance, they instantly and quickly left in the opposite direction.

In an instant, the never-ending war scene just now ended in such a tigerish way.

Baker glanced at the Hydra agents who had broken into pieces and scattered in all directions, before following the Templars who had boarded a helicopter.

Yes.

Helicopter.

Just as the Templars turned their heads and left, a helicopter suddenly appeared on the road, as if it had used some stealth technology.

Maggi.

The current timeline is only four years, is it appropriate for you to expose stealth technology so early?

Is it appropriate?

Baker complained a little speechlessly, but he was more certain in his heart, the fourth Apple of Eden, which could use his lifespan in exchange for technology beyond his time, was in the hands of the Templars.

Think about it.

Baker followed the helicopter heading for the Hudson River, but, with a buzz, the helicopter disappeared in an instant the moment it flew towards the Hudson Valley.

Baker was slightly stunned, and then smiled.

The moment he just saw the helicopter that suddenly appeared, he had already thrown his right hand directly, and inserted the true eye left by this month's gift on the top of the helicopter.

Summons the Recon Ward map.

It's hard to have a real eye that is moving at high speed.

Baker set off again, ready to follow the guidance of the True Eye.

【Ding Dong!】 】

Baker stopped again, hovering in the air, his expression slightly stunned.

The voice......

It seems to be the sound of award-paying.

But......

Didn't you say that the prize will be awarded on the birthday of the whole year, but there is still a prize.

Baker has some small expectations in his heart, for his plug-in, Baker loves and hates, loves, if luck breaks out and draws a certain skill of the Star Casting Dragon King, then fly directly, hate that this system can't be moved, since the age of sixteen, there is a birthday lottery every year, and there are no bonus benefits on any other festivals.

[Add one lottery (four-in-one lottery)]

said.

A lottery machine similar to a Las Vegas slot machine appeared on Baker's eye.

It's just that......

This lottery machine has four squares, from left to right, representing [Hero Skill], [Hero Item], [Normal Skill], and [Alliance Item].

Baker looked at the real eye on the Scout Guard map that seemed to be slowing down near Bear Mountain in the Hudson Valley, and then at the alluring lottery machine.

After a while.

Baker's heart fluttered, and he flew straight towards his apartment.

Never mind.

Anyway, the real eye has been put in.,Such a big base.,It's impossible to disappear for no reason.,But this lottery can.,The annual lottery is only reserved for twenty-four hours.,It's obsolete for hours.,Who knows why I don't know how long the benefits of the bonus will last.。

Baker didn't want to do it again at the age of eighteen.

So.

Even if it's an ego gem, it's not as good as Baker's plug-in, after all, the ego gem may be taken away by others, but the plug-in won't.

Soon.

Just as Baker was heading towards 820 Fifth Avenue, New York police cars arrived at the scene belatedly.

Victoria Hand covered her forehead, and then angrily pulled out the anesthetic needle from her arm and threw it out.

Damn it.

Obviously, the disguise has already been arranged, why is it still on the road, is there really a person in the organization who is not single-minded?

Victoria slowly got up against the bullet-ridden vehicle, and then her eyes instantly fell on the eyebrows not far away, and Wesley, who was undoubtedly dead and couldn't die anymore, was stunned.

He's dead?

Fake, right?

Ms. Hand hurriedly ran to Wesley's body, crouched down, and then tried to find evidence that this person was not Wesley, but the clothes inside, as well as a red mark on his neck, clearly proved that this person was Wesley.

Could it be that the group had already pressed to find out what was going on with the artifact?

Lady Hand had a thought in her mind, and then shook her head directly.

There is a possibility.

But Ms. Hand changed her mind, and if Wesley really knew, then it was impossible for Wesley, who was in a state of ignorance after learning how dangerous he was now.

This guy is an assassin, yes.

But he was just a quick-forming assassin trained for a few months.

Of course.

This may really be Wesley's cunning, but he is cunning, and others will not be too stupid, even if he says the place, when he does not send someone to find the holy weapon, Wesley will not be killed, no organization will be so stupid.

…… Wait a minute.

After checking that Wesley was Wesley, Ms. Hand sat on the ground next to her, wiping her face with both hands and thinking about what Wesley had said to her in the car.

"I didn't really take anything."

"It's true."

"The textile mill trained me, lied to me, made me kill my father, I went for revenge, that's all."

"And Sloan has been guarding against me, how can I let me know where the holy weapon is, even if it is, I don't know what the holy weapon looks like."

"If they're really looking for the Hallows, then they shouldn't be looking for me, they're going to look for Hero, who was the only assassin who wasn't there that day."

"Moreover, he has met me twice, why didn't he kill me in revenge for the fox?"

“……”