I am a quality captain in American comics

Christmas explains to Barney who Heisenberg really is, after all, for an elderly man like him.

It is not an easy task to keep abreast of new terms in the world.

"I just like the feeling of calming myself down, the smell of smoke is great here, I force myself to calm down.

You know, I'm after this feeling of total concentration.

I can't find this feeling anywhere else. "

"Yes, you were born to belong to the battlefield."

Barney nodded and neatly packed the loot with the caliph's turban.

The blood seeped through the turban and dripped on the desert, blooming into brilliant flowers.

"Honestly, Barney, have you ever thought about what happens after retirement?"

Yin Yang casually kicked away the sand solidified by blood, turned around and asked.

"Retirement? I thought being a school security guard was the retirement option for us old guys."

"Don't lie to yourself. How could the school's security guards come out to do this? Moreover, the big VIP in Hell's Kitchen is not someone who will take on this kind of business.

I remember him being as much of a warmonger as some fat viper. "

"Isn't this wonderful? It's like the process of life. It's generally stable and unchanged, but it will ignite a bright light at a certain moment."

Longgren came over with a cigar in his mouth.

"And I think this principal must have an amazing past."

"I never thought that you bunch of bastards could be so artistic when you weren't drinking. What do you call this? Post-mortem? Let's go home quickly and hand this damn guy over to the FBI, so we can use the money to have fun."

Christmas said nonchalantly, and the others looked at each other with teasing smiles.

"It looks like the birds want to go back to their nest."

"I have to remind you, we usually talk about lairs."

Caesar laughed extremely meanly.

But Christmas just gave them the middle finger and turned away.

When they found Zhang Beijiang, the motorcycle gang was setting off fireworks with a down-and-out insurance salesman.

"I didn't know you still had this kind of wailing, what is it?"

Barney pointed at the flames in front of him, and Longger just glanced at it.

"Haha, boss, this is called thermite. But did any of us bring this thing out?"

“It’s true that no one brings it, but such a simple thing is not difficult for me.

Introduce yourself, Tony Stark. "

Longger narrowed his eyes and stared at the down-and-out insurance salesman in front of him, and stretched out his hand to him.

"Lundgren."

"It seems that you are very knowledgeable about chemistry?"

"I went to MIT."

"Oh, I like your experience, a highly educated executioner. I thought this kind of person would look more elegant. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to slander you."

"Boss, do we have to take this guy back alive? If I beat him into a vegetative state, can I blame it on the terrorists?"

"For the sake of money, give me face."

Zhang Beijiang smiled and patted Longger on the shoulder.

"A lot of money?"

"He just added another million, so it is indeed a lot of money."

Zhang Beijiang rubbed his nose and said unwillingly.

To be honest, he didn't really like the way Tony spoke either.

But who made him believe in the God of Wealth?

"Haha, are you interested in coming to work at Stark Industries? I guarantee you can earn more than you would here."

"Forget it, I don't think your company can give me a high salary. Besides, why is Stark Industries looking for a top mercenary?"

"I've already signed a contract with them, and the liquidated damages are terrible."

Zhang Beijiang opened his mouth to persuade with the compassion of a capitalist. Tony glanced at Longgren and said with some regret.

"That's such a shame."

"I just wanted to ask, what's going on with this Django? He looks the same as the American cowboys from centuries ago, but I remember that black people at that time were still working as farm tools."

Wade looked at Old John up and down with his unrecognizable face, and the words in his mouth could be said to be quite offensive.

But fortunately, Old John was not a bad person. He looked at Wade, and when he saw his face full of hyperplasia scars, he took a breath of air and pretended to be amazed.

"God, your face looks worse than my dick. Isn't it your dick that they used when you sold your ass outside?"

Wade looked at him and then at Zhang Beijiang, the excitement in his eyes was beyond words.

"I knew your place would be a good place. I would definitely have no shortage of people to chat with here."

Zhang Beijiang could only smile bitterly when he saw this. The bad news was that a new victim had appeared. The good news was that the victim was not him.

In this regard, Zhang Beijiang said that he was a dead Taoist friend rather than a poor Taoist. Anyway, he bought insurance for Old John.

"Everyone is here, it seems we can go home."

Zhang Beijiang said as he clicked twice on the cell phone that Colson gave him, and soon the buzzing sound started again.

"Captain, have you wiped out all the enemies?"

Colson looked at Zhang Beijiang and said in surprise.

"You said this, I'm sorry, I didn't know their strength was so low. I thought they would be stronger than the Germans, you know. This is my first war in the new world, and I'm not very used to it."

Zhang Beijiang said something apologetic. Colson looked at Zhang Beijiang and twitched the corners of his mouth, but finally couldn't say anything.

After all, although these fanatics are similar in mental state to the German devils, their military literacy is far behind.

"Sorry, I think we might be able to establish a long-term cooperative relationship in the future. We have sent someone to help you go through the process. What do you want to call this company?"

"Would you like to name it? I'm not very good at it, why not just call it Veteran's BBQ."

"Ok?"

Colson looked at Zhang Beijiang and blinked.

He understood what Zhang Beijiang said, but he couldn't figure out what the old man meant by what he said.

Veteran BBQ Security Company?

How the hell does this sound unserious?

"I don't quite understand, but are you sure you're awake, Captain?"

Zhang Beijiang looked at him, nodded and said.

"Of course I'm awake, so just do it. The new company has a new atmosphere, and our business scope will be very large in the future."

Zhang Beijiang said as he took Tony on the plane.

"Why do you have to call it this name? Don't you think it's tacky?"

"No, just imagine. From now on, our group's code names will be changed to Taco, hot dog, shrimp, spaghetti and the like.

Then the news will report that a very evil and powerful villain was defeated by Pipi Shrimp.

Believe me, death is bearable, but the reputation of being defeated by Pipi Shrimp is hard to say. "