Chapter 21: The Helper

The bar is the most effective place to let people forget their troubles, drunk and happy, where there is no fatigue and sorrow, there is only the ultimate relaxation and joy.

Bright flashing lights illuminated every corner, and everywhere were sunken men and women.

In one corner of the bar, there was a different man, this man was different from other addicted men, he was just sitting quietly drinking, his face was as indifferent as snow, and there was no color.

For this man, the high degree of wine seems to be no different from Bai Xingxing, and he poured one cup after another, and there was no more drunken blush on his face.

"Smack!"

A powerful slap was suddenly slapped on the man's table, and the force of the slap was not small, causing the entire table to shake.

The slap spreads out, and in its place are a few photos.

The man who was drinking, his face did not change in the slightest, and he was still pouring wine down one by one, as if he had not seen the thing that had been photographed.

Kodak moved a few steps, sat down next to the man, picked up a glass of wine on the table, and pursed his lips, his face was a little disgusted, as if he didn't like the taste of this wine.

"Peele, that's how you treat your savior?"

Hearing Kodak's voice, Peel's drinking movement paused slightly, and after a full 0.1 second of pause, he continued to resume his drinking action like watering.

"What's the matter with me?"

Kodak only shook his head lightly at Peel's indifferent attitude, and then pointed to the machine he slapped on the table and spoke.

"The things on these photos are what I saw in your house before."

"It's incomplete, but if I'm not mistaken, it's supposed to be a homemade artillery gun, and a miniature rocket."

"Hmm."

Peel just squeezed a word out of the corner of his mouth, and there were no other words.

Kodak heard Peel's answer, and there was a smile on his face.

"It's not that complicated, but if you can make it from some waste materials, it's clear that your craft isn't good."

"I need your help to make something for me."

"Say."

Peel was still a cold mess, and didn't seem to want to say a word more.

Kodak doesn't care much about his attitude, as long as he can do things, a cold attitude is nothing.

"I need you to make me two pairs of special shoes, and for special shoes, I only have one request, which can make me jump very high."

"The higher the better, and if you can, it's even better to be able to reach more than ten meters high!"

Peel put down the glass in his hand, thought for a second, and spoke.

"You pay for the drink, come to me in five hours."

Kodak's eyes narrowed, and this time he came to Peel, only tentatively and casually, he didn't really think that this man who seemed to care about nothing could really make it.

But now, Peel's answer made Kodak a little surprised, this guy's hands-on ability seems to be a little too strong, just ask for it, he can actually do it, and the speed is so fast.

You know, according to Kodak's understanding, this guy doesn't even have a stable place to live now, and it takes a lot of time to find tools and find a suitable place.

Kodak inadvertently glanced at Peel's hands, which were no different from the others, and whispered in his heart.

"Is it the reason for these hands? This guy's special ability seems to be closely related to these hands. ”

In my mind, I can't help but think of the scene when Peel snatched the dollar, and the action at that time was fast and terrifying.

The memories dissolved, and Kodak glanced at Peel with a smile, raised the wine glass in his hand, and took another sip.

"I look forward to your good news."

Getting up and putting the wine glass down, there were a few Franklins pressed underneath.

"Also, if you can, help me make a few weapons that are easy to carry and have great lethality."

After listening to this, Peel didn't say anything, just drained the entire bottle of wine in one go, grabbed Franklin on the table, and nodded silently at Kodak.

On Kodak's face, the smile was a little thicker again.

Leaving the bar, Kodak glanced at the watch he had just bought, beckoned a car, and headed for the next location.

The helper he was looking for was not Peel, Peel was just a meeting in passing, and even if he couldn't help him, there was not much loss.

Although Peel also has some special abilities, his own combat power is really weak, otherwise he would not have been almost killed by a few Japanese samurai.

His abilities seem to be more of a support ability.

Kodak's next move was definitely not easy, and bringing a guy who was not too strong in combat would not be of much help.

The taxi was speeding down the road, and the scene around it was moving backwards.

It didn't take long for the taxi to reach Kodak's destination......... Papa Mark's antique cottage.

Pushing open the door that could break at any moment, Kodak strode inside.

At this time, in the cabin, there is not only Daddy Mark, but also a familiar and strange character.

With white hair like snow, his face was as cold as ice, his figure was slender, he wore a Tang knife on his waist, and his body was surrounded by dangerous qi.

Familiar because Kodak has seen this person before, and he is very impressed.

is unfamiliar because Kodak has not spoken a word to this person so far, and even his basic information is not the slightest understanding.

As soon as he saw Kodak, a smile suddenly appeared on Daddy Mark's face, a customer like Kodak who came over every once in a while, for Daddy Mark, was almost comparable to Franklin's cutie.

"Kodak boy, this is a good helper that I spent a lot of effort to find you, and the introduction fee of five thousand US dollars, you are definitely worth it."

Kodak nodded, and replied inexplicably.

"yes, it's worth it."

After walking a few steps, he came to the familiar and unfamiliar man, stretched out his hand, and smiled heartily.

"Hello man, this is the second time we've met."

"My name is Kodak, and we need to act together."

The man on the other side looked as cold as a piece of ice, and stretched out his hand to touch Kodak.

"You can call me......... Leaf! ”

This person's coldness is completely different from Peel's coldness, Peel's coldness doesn't matter what it is, it seems that he doesn't care about anything when he sees through the red dust, and this person's coldness is a kind of loneliness that goes deep into the bone marrow!