"Hello! Phillips! ”

"Caesar! Did you do it? How dare you! Falk Squid!! @￥##￥#￥￥#%#%@#%……#%！ (expletive)"

"Oooh! Calm down, little Hunter! ”

"Falk squid! Don't call me by that name! ”

"Okay! Little Hunt! No problem! Little Hunt! Let me think about how to tell you this sad news! Ha ha! I'm sorry! This makes me so happy! Your father is in my hands, and at five o'clock this afternoon, I will see you in the warehouse at 35 Lost Willow Street in Manhattan, or I will treat your father the way you did to me, boom! Can I have a second life, does your father have it? Hahaha! ”

"Bastard! If you have the ability to let my father go, let's fight! ”

"Oh! Oh! Little Hunt! Who didn't meet according to the agreement in the first place? Do you know how much your bomb double hurt me mentally? Hahaha! I'm really looking forward to seeing you this afternoon! No more talking! My phone is out of gas! Oh yes! Don't play tricks! ”

Phillips heard the sound of hanging up from the phone, and slammed the phone out, and the unjustified phone crashed into the wall, ending up in pieces. He covered his face with his palms, took a hard breath of air, and said to himself, "OK! Calm down! Hunter! Everything is OK! There will be a way! Calm down! OK！ Calm down~~~"

Call~~~~~

He took a long breath, his flustered face calmed down again, and glanced at the smashed mobile phone, Phillips leaned his back on the sofa, squinting slightly, the current situation is that the enemy is in the light and I am in the dark, and his handle falls into the hands of the other party, which is more important than the exposure of his true identity. Seriously, Caesar threatened himself with such a trivial thing as Shockwave was himself and only made him feel funny, what is it, the big deal is that he has an extra superhero Shockwave on the name of the rich second generation, and it has no impact on his life. But old Phillips is different, his father only has such one, and if it's gone, it's really gone!

Thinking that his father is gone, the entire Phillips Group is his own, and the only person who is holding him down is gone, and he can do whatever he wants, Phillips thinks。。。。。。 I thought maybe it wouldn't be a big deal if my dad was gone.

When I think about it differently, it really dawns on me! Phillips' eyes are getting brighter and brighter, why should he save people? Caesar wants to tear up the ticket! He loves how to tear up tickets! What I lost was only a father, but what I gained was all the assets of the whole family!

On the other side, Caesar came to the farm where old Phillips was again, and I have to say that he was really good to this old thing, and the food and drink were all airlifted and expedited, except that the accommodation was not as good as before, and basically caught up with eighty percent of the normal people, and he did not look like a prisoner at all.

This time, old Phillips was having lunch, and a small wooden table was covered with a white cloth with a plate of food, a glass of red wine, and even a bottle of flower arrangement with water. Caesar looked back at the endless wheat fields, and then at the delicate food on his plate. He dragged the captain of the S.H.I.E.L.D. special operations team down outside the room, "Is your S.H.I.E.L.D. supplies so luxurious?" Or did you airlift a French cook? ”

The captain immediately waved his hand and pointed to a special combat officer standing behind old Phillips who was wearing a fully armed Dao helmet and mask but still had a white towel on his arm, "That guy is a Frenchman, and his hobby since childhood has been cooking, you know!" He wants to show us a hand! ”

Caesar's eyes widened, "But that guy is a captive!" You just have to make sure he's alive, huh? ”

The captain was silent, and he couldn't tell Caesar that they wanted a French meal. The special combat team wants to eat French food, I'm afraid you don't want to eat fart! S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't have the funds to feed and drink at your rice buckets! But the prisoners invited by the consultant wanted to eat a French meal, and we happened to have a cook in the team who could cook French food, so we only needed to fly over the kitchen utensils and materials, which directly saved the labor cost for S.H.I.E.L.D., so that the leader immediately approved it!

Looking at the captain's hesitant appearance, Caesar suddenly figured it out, and couldn't help but sigh that S.H.I.E.L.D. is really a magical organization, the leadership and all the layers are rice worms who only know how to be greedy for black money, the agents are all two or five boys, and the executive department wants to prostitute public funds for nothing, and it is only a miracle that this broken organization can be maintained from World War II to the present.

It can only be that S.H.I.E.L.D. has its own situation again, and there is no need to make a fuss.

He patted the captain on the shoulder and said with relief: "Next time you want to eat and drink at public expense, just tell me directly, there is no need to beat around the bush like this, you see how aggrieved the team members who cook for you are!" ”

The captain waved his hand again, "No, no, no!" For him, cooking is entertainment! You have no idea how happy he was this morning. ”

I see you're having a good time, Caesar walked past the captain and into the room.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Phillips! Are you still used to eating? ”

Old Phillips put down his knife and fork, picked up the napkin on the tablecloth and wiped his mouth, "It's okay!" He turned his head to the waiter-like special combat team member and said, "This little guy is quite professional, it's a pity to follow you with a rain of bullets, his hands should naturally hold kitchen knives, not guns." ”

The player behind him nodded stupidly at old Phillips, as if pleased with what he had said of him.

Caesar sat across from old Phillips with a chair, poked his head mysteriously and said, "Sir, guess what I did this morning?" ”

Although old Phillips was only wearing a pair of pajamas, he still looked like a gentleman, his upper body was straight, his hands were on the table, and his gray hair was meticulously arranged, "What do you want to say?" ”

Compared to this old thing, Caesar in a suit and tie lives like a monkey jumping up and down. Caesar, who looked like a monkey, heckled and continued, "I'll call your son. ”

"I told him to go somewhere in Manhattan at five o'clock this afternoon, and if he didn't go, I'd kill you, and told him not to make a small move, do you think he'll be honestly obedient?"

Old Phillips closed his eyes in agony, and he finally understood what Caesar's purpose was. Feelings can't withstand temptation, the so-called father-son relationship is not impossible in the face of absolute interests, if Hunter can rescue himself alone, if he can't, as long as Caesar lets himself go back, even if he doesn't mind his filial piety, the relationship between Hunter and himself can't go back to before.

"You're breaking up a family!" Old Phillips, who had been broken by a word, was no longer a gentleman, and screamed and strangled Caesar across the table.

It's comfortable to talk to a smart person, you can make sense at one point, and you don't have to waste your tongue to explain, but Caesar wasn't ready to let him go, he tilted his head back and continued to mend the knife: "Do you think your son will be dazzled by your huge assets and won't come in the afternoon, or does he plan to take the opportunity to get rid of you directly?" ”

Caesar leaned his back back on the chair, crossed Erlang's legs, and played with his nails with a happy face, "Old man, do you think that son of yours is really filial enough?" Now, have you ever reflected on whether you treated your son well enough in the past? ”

Old Phillips was forced back into the chair by the waiter-like special operators behind him, and seeing this, the corners of Caesar's mouth couldn't help but sneer, you said that you can bewitch a normal agent, it's not impossible, but you want to tempt a hydra? Laugh to death! Are you serious??

This old guy is finally no longer the gentleman he used to be, his long hair was scattered on both sides of his cheeks, he stared at Caesar with red eyes, and looked at Caesar with an eye that longed to eat Caesar, "Why is it so!" Almost gritted his teeth and strained these words out of his mouth.

Could this be the legendary look that chooses people and devours them? What an eye-opener! Caesar happily knocked on Erlang's leg, killing people! Murder and heartbreaking! The most enjoyable thing ever!

Caesar admired the appearance of the old Phillips defeated for a moment, and then said to the special operators behind him: "Remember to urge him to finish his meal, I hate people who waste food." ”

Laugh to death! Did you really think you were here for a vacation? The captive must have the consciousness of a captive, and if you are so arrogant, where will my face go?

Humming a tune, Caesar walked out of the hut and flew away in a helicopter.

The special combat team member dressed as a waiter came to the captain's side, "What, captain, what sin adviser did I have in the previous place!?" ”

"Eh~~ I don't think so, as far as the consultant's heart is smaller than the eye of a needle, revenge will definitely not be overnight, and something really should have happened to you a long time ago."

"Good! You say the consultant is small-minded! Next time, I'll make a small report! ”

The captain looked at his teammates with an idiot-like look, "Is it possible that my heart is also smaller?" Do you think I'm better than a consultant? ”

。。。。。。。。。

Five o'clock came

A figure like an astronaut landed in front of the warehouse that Caesar had spoken, facing the door of the warehouse, and the dark warehouse was like a big mouth that chose people to devour, waiting for his prey.

But the shockwave was not afraid at all, and walked in with his feet raised.

"Caesar! Where are you? I'm coming! Get my father out of here! The astronaut shouted around through the mask.

Caesar's figure in a suit came out of the darkness and stared at Phillips, who looked like an astronaut with a mocking expression, "Coward! What is it? Is it another bomb? At this time, his golden eyes were extremely dazzling.

Soon, Caesar couldn't laugh anymore, because the astronaut in front of him slowly took off his mask, revealing the face of Phillips, who gritted his teeth and glared at Caesar, "I really came as you said, you can let my father go!" ”