Chapter 292: The needle doesn't poke, the wrestling needle doesn't poke
"Drop her! Drop her!! β
"Hold your head, you idiot! Will you hold your head! β
"Grab her clothes! Grab her clothes! β
In the midst of the loud noise, Peter was stunned to see the sexy beauties in the ring scuffling together in only simple clothes.
Is this the stimulation of adults?
"Hey, Peter, don't let it go like they did, you should shout it out!"
Amber stood next to him, looking at the two wrestlers with a very artistic and professional gaze.
The blond-haired wrestler has a good figure, but the makeup is too thick, and there should be a lot of freckles, and the other purple-haired wrestler is younger and has an ordinary figure, but he looks very good.
Of course, these are nothing, the most important thing is that they are really dedicated, they don't care about their own situation at all, they only have opponents in their eyes.
"It's... Is it? β
Peter felt a little difficult to breathe, "Uncle Amber, maybe I'm not suitable here..."
"Cut."
Amber glanced at him speechlessly, "Then let's go outside and stay." β
Peter was about to walk out when a violent cheer erupted around him, and he turned his head to look at the ring.
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Forget it, let's take a look again, anyway, I didn't pay for it.
An hour later.
The two bought some food from the food truck on the side of the road and walked back as they ate.
"Peter, you should look your heart in the face."
Amber taught in the tone of a passerby: "What's wrong with the man's point? Don't always look like you're cringe, it makes me feel like I'm making a losing trade. β
"Huh?"
Peter, whose mouth was bulging, was stunned, and then swallowed the food hard, "Didn't I come out until I saw the end?" β
"So what? You don't have anything else in mind? β
Amber squinted at him.
"Yes."
Peter said excitedly: "I asked before, those wrestlers have a minimum appearance fee of 1,000 US dollars, and if they win, there will be a bonus."
I think that with my current ability, I should be able to easily defeat those opponents by participating in similar competitions, and when I get the money, I will be able to buy the new clothes and bags that Jian Xin has been thinking about. β
"Shet! Do you want to listen to what you're saying? β
Amber didn't bother to deal with this kid anymore, and accelerated towards the front, "Forget it, go and play with that girlfriend of yours, it's annoying to look at you." β
"Uh..."
Peter stood there with an aggrieved face.
He really thinks that he has a good idea, and he makes money by his ability, so why not?
Looking at the green face reflected in the glass beside him, Peter made a decision.
He's going to boxing in a boxing tournament, and since he hasn't finished his studies yet, maybe he should bring a mask or something.
The other side.
Amber, who was about to go to the store to have a look, was suddenly stopped by several men in sunspot suits.
They have the same temperament as Coulson, and even have a similar head shape, which is very recognizable.
Hey, it turns out that doing special agents will affect the amount of hair?
"Amber Alexander, you are suspected of violating national security..."
The man in the suit in the lead held his documents in one hand and a gun in the other, and his mouth was babbling non-stop.
To sum up, it was Amber who committed the crime, and they were responsible for the arrests.
But...
"If you look at my head with that damn gaze again, I'll swear I'll pull all your hair off!"
The man in the suit was stared at a little bit of a broken defense.
"Huh, so ruthless?"
Amber retracted her gaze, "Long live the Hydra!" β
The man in the suit was directly stunned, and he didn't know how to answer, and a storm directly set off in his head, which made the already urgent hair volume even more precarious.
"Ha, just kidding."
Amber smiled, "Now you should call Nick Fury and tell him everything you know." β
βyesοΌ yesοΌ β
The man in the suit took out his mobile phone like a marionette and dialed the director's office.
And the men he brought with him also raised their pistols in unison at this moment, shouted Long live the Hydra, and then pulled the trigger in their mouths.
The moment the gunshots rang out, the pedestrians on the street fled as fast as they could, like frightened beasts.
The movements are skillful, and it is clear that he has a lot of experience.
"Why are you messing with me?"
Amber exhaled softly.
I hope business isn't too busy today, otherwise Sean will definitely have to complain.
To keep the guy from spitting at him, he decided to speed up and check it out before ordering the super cumbersome charcoal-grilled beef tenderloin.
Hey, hey, hey, the sky is big, and the vacation is the biggest!!
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S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters.
Nick Fury looked at the phone in his hand in a daze, and for a moment he had the illusion that he was dreaming.
The Hydra, which has been wiped out for many years, has revived, and still occupies more than sixty percent of the members of S.H.I.E.L.D.?
So, he should actually be called the Nine-Headed Director, not the S.H.I.E.L.D. Chief?
Gently hanging up the phone, Nick Fury straightened his clothes to look like usual, and walked out of the office.
There are people coming and going outside, and many employees are busy.
He stood still for a moment, until Coulson hurried over.
"Nick, eight agents from Group C committed mass suicide on Twelfth Street in Queens, I suspect they should be controlled by psychic abilities, and the most likely suspect is the guy named Amber, shall we take action?"
"Coulson, how long have we known each other?"
Nick Fury didn't give an answer, but asked softly.
Coulson was stunned, but still gave his own answer, "It should have been eighteen years." β
"Eighteen years?"
Nick Fury muttered a sentence in his mouth, and then seemed to remember the question just now: "What mission did those people go on?" β
"I don't have access to it."
Coulson spread his hands, but then frowned, "Nick, this joke isn't funny. β
"I'll take care of it."
Nick Fury bit his lip, "Now I'll go out first, do you want to come along?" β
"Where?"
Coulson asked.
"We'll talk about that later."
Nick Fury doesn't trust anyone anymore, so he has to find a helper who he can trust and has the strength to turn the tables around.
For example, the captain who has just been transformed from a popsicle and is now spending his last days with his girlfriend.
Brooklyn.
A pair of young handsome men and beautiful women are embracing each other on the riverside.
"Steve, will you forget me?"
Peggy already felt her body begin to weaken, and within seconds of asking another question, her originally ruddy face turned pale.
This overwhelms Steve, who is immersed in happiness.
"No, I'll never forget you."
"It would be nice if you came back by then."
Peggy smiled a little, time was running out, "I really want to hold you all the time..."
"I... Damn, I'll go find Amber, he will definitely save you, even if it is to sell my soul, I don't want to lose you. β
Steve became hysterical.
(End of chapter)