Jedi Seeking Pot [Comprehensive British and American]

It's not that the National Security Bureau is the kind of policeman who arrives late after the incident is over.All those who could fight fought against their own people, and all the others who could fight couldn't beat the Assault Squad.

The director can't help it, the director is wronged.

The agents surrounded the Assaulter Building not long after the battle started, and in order to avoid unnecessary casualties, they didn't rush upstairs until the battle ended.The agents of the National Security Bureau watched the unidentified person fall from the building in bewilderment.

what's the situation?Didn't the two of them come together?

"Mercenary, what are you doing?" The guardian of Hell's Kitchen was the first to react. He heard the sound of strong wind, and fell quickly wrapped in an unknown name.The only one with the ability to fly couldn't move. Anton's armor was basically scrapped, and it was impossible to go down to save people.

Sensitive four senses can't stop the sudden panic in his heart. It is true that Anonymous has unknown friends and enemies, but he also stood by their side at the critical moment and stopped Mr. Zizi's plot.What are the mercenaries doing?

this height.If it was for retaliation for Unknown's shot just now - damn madman, it is impossible to survive at this height, Unknown is not like Deadpool, who has the ability to resurrect countless times.

Unknown is falling, and the familiar sound of wind surrounds him, just like every time he skydived.The only difference is that this time, there is no parachute strapped to his body.It's not that Anonymous has never experienced the death method of falling to death, but he is still in a state of confusion until now.

Why push yourself down?

Suddenly, something slammed into him from the side, and a red shadow flew across the air at high speed, just in time to catch Unknown, took him to swing for a long distance, and stopped on the opposite building.

The man let go of his hand, scratched his head embarrassingly, his voice was too young: "I'm sorry, sir, the mercenaries said the situation is urgent, they should have gone there." It was the spider in the red and blue uniform .

He just met with the mercenary on the A-line light sign of the Avengers Building, and the mercenary told him not to go down and meddle easily, and then helped Anonymous chase Zizi who might escape.Of course, there are many bad words and jokes mixed in, so I won't mention them here.

Unregistered quickly walked to the edge of the roof, and sure enough, he saw the archer almost half-carrying Mr. Zizi into a military vehicle obviously belonging to the National Security Bureau.The peripheral agents cannot pose any threat to Mr. Zizi.In fact, they didn't serve any function other than delivering the courier.

During the time when he was stunned for killing the mercenary just now, the possibility of catching up with Mr. Zizi was completely eliminated.Unnamed reflected on his inexplicable waste of time just now, completely unable to imagine what was going on at that time.

He had never experienced such emotion before, and only felt that his reaction was completely illogical.Unnamed sat down where he was, and began to analyze what it was.

Except for Anton, all the assailants have been moved into the isolation room, and Mr. Zizi's order is currently only "don't move".The next tracking will be handed over to the National Security Bureau. No matter how Mr. Zizi's ability to control people's hearts, he can't erase the GPS device on the car. Of course, the archer will know how to do it, but from the clues, it is the agents in front of him. Things they're better at.

"Mr. Unknown, please put down your weapon." The agents of the National Security Bureau took the lead in lowering their guns, saying that they did not have any malicious intentions. According to Hong's statement, he realizes that now the NSA needs unnamed help.

The principle of the Director of National Security has always been to use everyone who can be used, and the National Security Bureau under his leadership is naturally the same.Anonymous as a valuable "resource", naturally cannot be an exception.

Anonymous put down his gun as well.It quickly occurred to him that he was no longer a hunted fugitive, or a suspicious figure.Both the guardian and the spider openly cooperated with him, which means that a hero has acknowledged his ability and identity, and paid the most basic trust.

If he guessed right, the NSA agents would turn to him for help next, and this was also an excellent time to plan for their future.An unnamed decision pre-empted the strike.

"Detective," he took off his third-level head, and stared at the leading agent with ice-blue eyes. He was obviously not the dominant height, but it gave people a sense of oppression, "I think you need my help, it just so happens , I need yours too."

"Please say," the agent felt that the creepy feeling of seeing an unregistered name returned for the first time, but as a one-in-a-million NSA agent, this chill was far from enough to scare him.

"I only hope that I can participate in this matter as a friend of the National Security Bureau." Unnamed and did not intend to stop the child's crying with a look, but after getting confirmation from the agents, he decided to gently put this topic down.

His ultimate goal is to not have so many obstacles in the next drug run, not to mention asking Dr. Lulu to continue researching the matter of biological toxins, and it is enough for the National Security Bureau to owe him a favor.

"That's a pleasant cooperation." The agent agreed without hesitation, and from this moment on, Unknown was no longer on the blatant watch list of the National Security Bureau.Suspicions of the unnamed can be put aside for now in the face of an enemy capable of threatening a raider squad and manipulating its members.

Of course, the first benefit for an unnamed person temporarily trusted by the National Security Bureau is a decent weapon.Anonymous's requirements for weapons are terribly precise, including detailed requirements for rifles/guns, scopes, grips, and even magazines.

Although he found the weapon very down-to-earth, the agent was still amazed at his familiarity with the gun.Anonymous disassembled the gun and inspected it one by one.In the game, he has no chance, and he doesn't need to do so. In real life, it's completely different.

Make sure your firearm is properly maintained.

The mercenary and the agent were talking at the door, probably talking about the fact that he was resurrected after death, and Mr. Zizi's order was invalid for him.Anonymous feels at ease.He doesn't feel that way normally, and he doesn't feel that way when he meets the most reliable teammates.But the mercenaries put him down, even temporarily.

"Great, how about going to kill a super villain who can control the mind with brother?" What a serious music, shaking his head and pulling out his sword, "Compared to that bald man in a wheelchair, this gay Mr. Zi is far behind."

Anonymous is checking the gun in his hand. It is a brand new M416 provided by the National Security Bureau.Hearing this, put the magazine into the chute, making a crisp click.

"Ah. We'll win," he said with a smile.

The helicopter was ready, and Anonymous didn't know how to drive this thing. The others were obviously not at ease to let the mercenaries come, so the pilot received instructions to only let the two people down with a rope ladder from a certain distance, and they were not allowed to come with the mercenaries. The suspect made contact.

"I will bring him back." Before leaving anonymously, he assured Agent Natalia who was already in the isolation room.

Natalia still couldn't move, but blinked slowly.There was no gratitude or false emotion in her eyes, she looked at Anonymous and gave him complete trust, at least in this case, because she seemed to see herself before being recruited by the NSA.

Unknown is a killer, a top killer.And the reason why top killers are top is because they generally don't fail.

The dead mercenary and the unnamed were sitting face to face in the helicopter. The actual destination was not far away, and the flight time was about 5 minutes.Unknown felt that the emergency pistol/gun by his side was a little hot.

Mostly just an illusion.Unnamed realized that if Deadpool fell into Mr. Zizi's trick, he would have to kill this undead mercenary himself again.No more hesitating or wasting time, he told himself, but at the same time he wasn't so sure.

Amidst the roar of the propellers, the unnamed mercenary couldn't hear what the mercenary said, so he leaned forward and moved closer to the mercenary.The latter repeated what he had just said.

"Brother feels, brother was shot."

"Yes, Wade, you were indeed shot just now." Anonymous pointed out calmly, "But you won't after a while."

"Yes, yes, I'm hopeless, I feel like I've been shot in the heart," the mercenary performed exaggeratedly, his mask was almost wrinkled, and it was obvious that the face underneath was full of distress and hesitation, "Talk to me Let’s fall in love, the kind that is premised on going to bed.”

The more he talked, the more eager he was to try, he put aside his hesitation at the beginning, and happily talked about it.

"?" Unnamed seriously thought about the meaning of this sentence, but he really didn't understand what it meant to go to bed.

"No, I'm sorry, although the death penalty is bloody money, I can't bear to poison the pure heart of my sweetheart. I will be your flower protector." The mercenary buried his face in his palm, and suddenly felt that he was a pervert—although often I have this kind of awareness, but this time it is especially serious——feeling.Guilt almost drowned me.Ha, the headlines, the undead mercenary dies of his own non-existent conscience.

"?" Unnamed is still confused, and doesn't quite understand the meaning of mercenaries.He can even fight wits and courage with various agents in other aspects, but he is really like a blank sheet of paper when facing emotional problems.

"It's nothing, your third-level head looks really good." The mercenary couldn't raise his head at all.

"Thank you." Unknown accepted the mercenary's praise calmly, stood up, and was ready to go down the rope ladder to the ground at any time.Below is an abandoned factory. According to the information of the National Security Bureau, it is also an underground medical clinic.It is no surprise that Mr. Zizi will come here.