Jedi Seeking Pot [Comprehensive British and American]

Bones and Unknown walked side by side, secretly looking at this mysterious figure from the corner of their eyes.

He had obviously changed out of that blood-soaked suit, and now he looked no different from an ordinary white-collar worker.The white shirt was meticulously ironed, the cuffs rolled up to the elbows.The tie hung loosely across his chest, and the black trousers were not wrinkled.

If you don't look at the tactical belt around your waist and carry a briefcase, you can go to work directly without any sense of disobedience.The aggressiveness of Anonymous was perfectly hidden.

He learns fast.

Bones has seen the video of Unnamed being questioned by the National Security Bureau. Even through the screen at that time, he can feel the mechanical sense of Unnamed's body. It is the indifference that cannot be tempered by veterans who have been soaked in killing for many years.

In a trance, he seemed to see the brainwashing fighters of the second organization.

However, now Unknown is almost like a normal person, except when staring at those ice blue eyes, he can still feel the danger, the smell of gunpowder smoke surrounding him is almost inaudible, and he has merged into a kind of vague state inside.

The last person who could do this kind of concealment, Bones thought, was probably Agent Natalia.

"May I ask who you are?" Unknown's name interrupted Bones' thoughts, and the latter suddenly realized that he hadn't introduced himself yet.

This is really the lowest level of mistake, obviously want to build a good relationship, of course it is not too late - fighters like Unknown should be more likely to trust people who were alienated when they first met.

"Unqualified spy Bones, I am the captain of the captain's combat team, nice to meet you."

"Just call me anonymous."

After the meaningless exchange of names, there was another awkward silence.

"I've heard about you. It's great to escape from the Raider Building." Bone tried to find some common topics, but he really didn't know what Unnamed was interested in, so he could only dryly pull out the other party's "heroic" deeds Come.

"Thank you." There was no modesty, and he did not avoid this sensitive topic. Unnamed accepted the compliment as a matter of course, and asked casually, "Did the captain say what he wants to do with me?"

"Not sure," Bones laughed, "but the other raiders are there too."

Anonymous' face changed slightly.After careful observation, Bones found that his expression was as exciting as if he had been matched to the dean by playing truant from school and playing games.

The two were already very close to the room where the raiders were.

"Later today, do you have time to discuss?" Bones asked at the door of the conference room.He felt that the friendship between men had to be forged through fighting.

"Okay—what?" Unnamed turned sideways quickly, avoiding the danger of being smashed in the face by the door panel, but was still hit by the familiar red and black figure rushing out of the room.

Reflexively drew the gun and opened the safety, and waited for the unnamed person to realize that this person was a mercenary, and the muzzle of the gun had already been pressed against the opponent's forehead.The two "huddled" together at the door in a weird posture.

"…Wow."

Wow.Bones temporarily forgot the great plan of Hydra, and sincerely patted his stomach for Jiqing.

"Wade?" Unnamed put the gun back into the holster with a guilty conscience, pretending that he didn't want to kill his good teammate with a single shot.

"Sweetheart!" The mercenary's mask showed a horrified expression, "Brother has encountered a big problem, this must be an evil parallel universe, the spy captain of an evil organization or something, it's not real, it's not true, God lol , I want to go back to my own universe, and bring my little sweetheart with me!"

"Mercenary, what are you crazy about?" Anton's feigned irritability sounded from the conference room.

"This is the evil version of Anton! Brother, what should I do? Brother wants to eliminate harm for the people—" the mercenary said, and really pulled out his warrior/sword/knife with one hand, and was about to walk back.

Anonymous pulled his right arm holding the knife in time, preventing another tragedy from happening: Whether it was the captain holding the shield, Anton holding the palm cannon, or Natalia holding the lethal electric shock device, to make the mercenary "calm down" "It's really not necessary.

"Sweetheart is pulling my brother's hand. This must be an evil version of my sweetheart. I'm here to tempt my brother and prevent my brother from going back to find the real sweetheart!" The mercenary said so, but he didn't try hard to break free. The warrior/soldier/knife is about to wipe his own neck, "If you die, you will definitely wake up. This is really beautiful, but I'm sorry, I want a real sweetheart, not a fake sweetheart. This terrible nightmare, I am in In Inception, right?"

"No." Unnamed stretched out his hand to shield the mercenary's warrior/sword/knife, completely ignoring that his entire hand was exposed to the sharp blade, and probably felt that what he said the first time was not serious enough, so he repeated it again ,"no."

"Okay," the mercenary lost his integrity for a moment, carefully moved the knife away, and no longer pretended to be crazy, "Sweetheart says it can't be done."

Unknown didn't expect it to be so simple, and didn't know what to say for a while, so he put his hand on the mercenary's head and rubbed it:

"good."

Bones, who had witnessed the whole incident, turned around and walked away in a trance, feeling that the single dog had suffered tens of thousands of points of critical damage.

The captain's hearing ability is superior to that of ordinary people, allowing him to hear the full text. Stephen felt that his brain in the 40s could not keep up with the young people now.

Is it so unrestrained?

Of course, the attacker didn't call Unknown to see the mercenary flirting with him, the main purpose was to talk about future cooperation.

Apparently, both the NSA and the Raiders wanted to maintain a cooperative relationship with Anonymous.The Mr. Zizi incident this time made them realize that more allies are necessary.The Guardians of Hell's Kitchen have long been their partners, and now they need more talent.

"Assist us when necessary," Stephen carefully explained the terms of the cooperation. He was afraid that Anonymous would not be able to understand the details, so he made an analogy he probably knew. When a big crisis comes, we will turn to both sides for help.”

"of course."

This is probably a temporary team?Although it is difficult to determine the importance of this temporary teammate, Unknown thinks it is completely fine.

The Raiders didn't understand the true meaning of being unnamed as a "teammate," or they would have invited him to join the league early on.

For Anonymous, friends just exist and can be killed when necessary, but teammates are truly trustworthy existences that can be entrusted to their backs.

This is probably very similar to a mercenary. In the heart of this mercenary, comrades who really identify with him are probably very rare.

The meeting ended successfully, and Stephen was surprised that Bones would challenge Anonymous. This reliable special operations captain is not particularly aggressive at all, probably because he really wants to get to know this friend.

In the practice room, the floor is covered with cushions, and one side of the wall is a weapon rack. There are all kinds of unsharp cold weapons, and even classical weapons such as spears and knight swords.

Gu picked a short stick, and it is often said that an inch is short and an inch is dangerous, but on this man with exceptionally superb fighting skills, it has no effect at all.He can't wait to get closer and have a fight.

Anonymous took out his well-maintained and most commonly used melee weapon.Yes, he removed the pan from behind and held it in his hand.

Shocked, the bone didn't even cover the twitching corner of his mouth.

"This weapon...is really unique." He commented with difficulty.

"Yeah, he can still block bullets at critical moments." Unknown proudly introduced. Of course, none of the people present believed him except the mercenaries. They only thought that he was mocking Rumlow, so he chose this ridiculous arms.

As a mercenary, he has seen the unnamed skill of an unnamed flying pan knocking the archer off the beam, so he never dared to underestimate this frying pan.

"Okay, since that's the case, then let's start, please click until the end." It couldn't be more fair to let the commando captain be the referee, and the National Security Bureau really needs to evaluate the ability of the unnamed, and using bones as test stones is also a good idea. There is nothing wrong with it.

What was supposed to be a battle to close the relationship turned into a performance watched by all the attackers, and the bones were extremely complicated.

An unnamed player will not be modest, in a game, the first move often means the victory or defeat, so he is not polite at all, and the first time he gets started is an extremely simple jump and chop without any skills at all.

Bones quickly grasped the Untold style of fighting.Unnamed doesn't know many fancy fighting skills, and all his actions have only one purpose, which is to kill people.

In fact, once the fight started, the smell of gunpowder smoke on Unnamed's body began to condense into substance, making the opponent suffocate in the killing intent contained in those ice-blue eyes.

Bones began to groan, why does this man always like to wear that iron helmet when fighting, if there is no helmet, just this kind of eyes that can stop children from crying at night would be a kind of weapon.

He can't really kill Unknown, and his skills are really inferior to others, so he will only lose faster.

"Vegetables," a pot knocked the bones to the ground, and fixed the pan back to the lower back without a name, commented kindly.

The mercenary applauded at the side, stepped on the ground with his feet splayed, and stood in a very girlish posture. He snorted regretfully when he saw the unnamed movement, expressing his dissatisfaction with not seeing his buttocks.

Bones lay on the ground, thinking hopelessly why the two didn't get married yet.

He kind of misses the brainwashed soldiers who don't have a little talent for taunting, and hasn't been back to the evil organization for a long time, so let's go back and have a look tomorrow.

Why didn't I find the taciturnity of the brainwashed soldiers so cute before.I'm sorry, brainwashed soldiers, I only discovered your goodness after leaving.