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Chapter 43 Anxious Sitwell

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After acquiring the skills, Hades took a shower, changed his clothes, and went to work energetically.

Coulson has gone home to rest. He hasn't slept all day, and he has experienced so many big events, and he is extremely nervous. Now he relaxes, and he falls asleep on the bed when he gets home. .

Fury is naturally still in the office thinking about the plan for how to wipe out all the ghosts inside S.H.I.E.L.D.

And there is another person who is extremely anxious at this time.

That man was Agent Sitwell, whose hairline had reached the back of his head.

After the negotiation was over, he returned to his home and couldn't sleep at all. He just kept pacing back and forth, waiting for the phone call he was looking forward to.

but!
"What's wrong..." Sitwell cursed and scratched his head recklessly. Anyway, he doesn't have any hair to care about now. "No...I have to go and see..."

Grabbing the key, Sitwell put on his shoes and was about to go out. After thinking about it, he put the key back.

If something really happened, then he would definitely be targeted by someone who wanted to drive there in the S.H.I.E.L.D. special car.

Sitwell didn't want to go by himself, but the people he could use now, except for the missing team, were all out on missions and couldn't come back in a short time.

And the current matter obviously cannot be delayed for too long.

So, Sitwell decided to take a taxi and let the taxi driver drive slowly past the target location. In this way, he could achieve the goal of not being noticed by others, and he could observe what happened.

Soon, Sitwell went downstairs, waved to stop a taxi with the license plate "HDS666", and got on it.

There are no restrictions on the format of license plates in the United States. Specially customized license plates only need to be reported to a special organization and paid every year. Therefore, in Sitwell's view, there is nothing special about this car, except... the driver's The face value is so high.

"Go to 124 Grand Avenue." Sitwell said after getting into the car.

"No problem, sir." The driver wearing a peaked cap smiled and asked in a polite tone, "Do you have any time request?"

"...No, it's fine to drive normally." Sitwell was stunned by the driver's question before responding in response.

"Okay, please fasten your seat belts, welcome to Hades Taxi, I wish you a pleasant journey~" After Hades finished speaking with a smile, he immediately started the car and turned towards the taxi that he had traveled a lot in a day. drive to the next place.

"It's really...fate..." Hades thought so while driving.

The expression on his face is still a faint smile, which looks very polite and sunny, but in fact, Hades is constantly complaining in his heart.

"What the hell, I just want to drive with peace of mind, why do these people have to run into my car one by one? And this is my first order today!" Hades complained helplessly in his heart, He drove the death taxi and went straight to the destination.

You have to do the task at hand, right?

The moment Sitwell got in the car and told his destination, Hades received a mission issued by the system, and then he discovered that the passenger of his 686th single mission was a Hydra agent, and I just finished catching his subordinates not long ago...

"So, he's going there to see what happened?" Hades guessed Sitwell's purpose, "I guess that's it, otherwise he wouldn't take a taxi, this is to avoid suspicion... …In this way, he should let me drive away at that time, and won't stay there."

Sure enough, when approaching the destination, Sitwell said: "I suddenly remembered one thing, you continue to drive forward, put the speed at the slowest, and you may have to change the destination later, don't worry, I will give you enough money."

"Of course there is no problem!" Hades agreed without even thinking about it, and then slowed down to the slow walking speed of ordinary people.

"..." The corners of Sitwell's eyes twitched, "Don't be too slow, about fifteen yards will do."

A car moves at a speed of one meter per second...it's easier to attract attention.

"Okay, okay." Hades gestured ok, increased the speed to fifteen yards, and drove straight.

This speed is just enough for Sitwell to observe most of the surrounding situations.

The more he looked, the more frightened Sitwell became.

The few cameras he could see on the street were all destroyed, and there were some obvious bullet craters on the ground and walls... Most importantly, the house was surrounded by the police and a partition was erected. offline!

What a big deal!

There is only one thought in Sitwell's mind at this moment.

To be honest, when he hadn't received any news from his subordinates after one night, he had almost confirmed this guess in his heart.

However, the fluke mentality of human nature left a glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping that this group of people did not reply to him because of some other things.

But now, it was obvious that his little hope was completely shattered.

"Sir, sir?"

A voice from the driver pulled Sitwell back from his stupor.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Sitwell asked.

"Where are we going?" Hades had to repeat, "Or are you going to get off here?"

"No, I... I suddenly remembered that I seemed to have forgotten something at home," Sitwell said, shaking his head. "Take me back to the place where I got in the car."

"Okay, no problem!" Hades turned the steering wheel, turned around and drove towards the place he came from.

After a while, Hades returned Sitwell to his original position.

"Welcome to take the Hades taxi, and look forward to your next ride," Hades said with a smile on his face, "The cost of this trip is 87 dollars~"

"One hundred dollars, and the rest is a tip." Sitwell handed the money to Hades, got out of the car, and quickly returned to his home.

He must now report what happened to his superiors immediately!
And Hades, of course, started the car, left here with a blank expression on his face, and continued his journey of brushing points.

Hmph, no wonder he is a villain, he is reluctant to give more money, and he actually gives less than passers-by!

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