How the Good and the Villain Saved Each Other

Something did go wrong with the Winter Soldier's mission—they lost their protégé.

"There must be something wrong with that woman!" Masters scratched his hair angrily and growled. I really don't know how much effort he put in, but he was able to grab the hair that was so short that it almost touched the scalp.They are standing in a clothing store now. After the target enters the store, the two of them follow them in unhurriedly, but their eyes wandered around the store but they didn't find half a figure. When they turned their heads, the back door of the store was big Open, outside is a commercial street, full of people, bustling.

The Winter Soldier stood at the back door frowning and looked around, and when his partner turned on the communication to report the situation to the captain, he held down the other's hand.

"What are you doing?" The big man stared displeasedly, while the Winter Soldier made a calm gesture to him, took off his sunglasses, and suddenly smiled at the female shop assistant who was watching the two of them tremblingly, and asked in Hebrew: "Just now Did a man and a woman come in?"

The clerk blinked her large taupe eyes and nodded.

"Then did they leave through the back door?" The Winter Soldier continued to ask, with a gentle tone, completely different from the cold look he had shown his partner just now.

The female clerk hesitated for a moment, shook her head quickly, and then pointed at the door of the warehouse: "They are hiding inside. The man said that you are bad guys and is following him. He asked me to open the back door to mislead you." He showed the Winter Soldier two big bills, "Hey, this is what he paid me."

Masters was taken aback, and just about to rush to open the warehouse door, the door opened by itself, and Matthew walked out with his arms around the long-legged beauty, clapping his hands exaggeratedly.

"Kronde finally found a smart guy to be my bodyguard," he chewed his gum, staring at the Winter Soldier with a smile, "it would be too boring to play with those idiots all the time."

The Winter Soldier ignored the opponent's provocation at all, but immediately adjusted to the state of secretly watching, turned around, pretended he hadn't heard anything, and began to pull the hanger next to him, saying "I don't know you, I'm just here to buy clothes ", and even actually chose a white cotton T-shirt from among them and held it in front of him to gesture.

"Does it look good?" He tilted his head and asked the female shop assistant.

"It looks good." The saleswoman nodded desperately.

The Winter Soldier tilted his head and thought for a while, then suddenly walked to the dressing mirror, started to unbutton his shirt, unbuttoned the shirt, and put on the T-shirt.

"It seems a little small." He frowned and looked at himself in the mirror, completely ignoring the four petrified people in the store.

"I—I think it's just right." The saleswoman replied reluctantly, trying not to scream.

"I think it's just right too." Matthew swallowed, and commented attentively, his eyes fixed on the plump chest muscles of the Winter Soldier,

The Winter Soldier puffed up his cheeks slightly, slapped his feet back and forth on the ground like a penguin, seemed to be weighing something, and finally turned his head and shook his finger at the female shop assistant: "Is there a size two larger?"

No... Everyone shouted in their hearts, this is a simple white T-shirt, if it is two sizes too big, it will become an old man's shirt!

As it turns out, good-looking people look good in anything—even old men.

"This is a big size, I need a dozen." After trying it on, the Winter Soldier said to the female shop assistant, and paid the bill smoothly. Matthew saw the wallet in his hand and couldn't help touching his chin. : "Gucci's new style last winter, but why is it such a strange taste when buying clothes?"

The Winter Soldier still regarded him as an invisible passer-by, took the bag handed over by the clerk to thank him, and ran to other hangers to continue to pick and choose. From time to time, he blatantly glanced at Matthew. People are stuck in the store, and they don't buy anything and don't leave. What the hell are they going to do?

Matthew couldn't laugh or cry. He always hated the security forces arranged by the Ministry of National Defense, but he thought the beautiful bodyguard in front of him was very interesting, so he simply invited him: "I'm going to the casino later, do you want to go together? It's also convenient for you to get close Stalk."

The Winter Soldier and Masters looked at each other, and the latter wondered: "Israel also has casinos? Don't their traditions always regard gambling as the root of all evil?" He served in the secret base of the US military in Israel for three years. Jewish culture is fairly well understood.

Matthew turned his head towards the beautiful woman beside him: "She said she knows an underground casino that specializes in receiving tourists, so it's not a violation of the rules."

Masters bared his teeth: "You are here for a meeting, not for a tour, let alone for a gamble."

Matthew bent his mouth, lowered his head and licked the nipples of the beautiful woman next to him. The girl didn't feel offended at all, but giggled instead.

"I like beauties, food and gambling, and of course science," the playboy scientist raised his head and winked playfully, which reminded the Winter Soldier of Tony inexplicably, "but I never thought about any of the above items. Forgoing the rest, I'd love to have the lab in Las Vegas if the Department of Defense allowed it, but you know it's impossible for boring people to approve it."

Masters snorted. "I'm going to report to my superiors."

"Okay," Matthew waved his hand and didn't mind. "Actually, it doesn't matter whether he approves or not. The meeting will be held the day after tomorrow. It would be better to kill me than to stay in the hotel all day with nothing to do. I will definitely do whatever I want. , instead of trying to create fake identities to follow me in, why don’t you come with me, and I will be responsible for the gambling money, one thousand dollars each, how about it?” He said, showing a fox-like smile.

The Winter Soldier rolled his eyes. This guy really looks more and more like Stark. Are scientists these days the type who are playful, rich, and fun-loving?But compared to the $[-] Iron Man made, this guy is still far behind.

"Bucky, ask that woman about the underground casino, preferably the location." Steve's voice came from the headset, and the Winter Soldier did as he did, but the brown-haired beauty just showed a mysterious smile: " Come with me, count the time and it will start soon."

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The underground casino that the beauty introduced was not underground, but on a small cruise ship.From the outside, this ship is just an ordinary tourist boat carrying passengers out to sea for sightseeing. The hull is old, and the new paint and old paint are mottled. When you walk in, you will find that the interior of the cabin is luxuriously decorated, and the gambling methods are complete. From the croupier who deals the cards to the publicist who wears scantily dressed, everyone is good-looking and considerate, but there are indeed no Jewish faces here, and even the bartenders are blond and blue-eyed.

There was a mixed crowd of tourists at the gaming table, and some of them looked like casino veterans. Their faces were sinking, their emotions were undisturbed, and they played with chips repeatedly between their fingers, trying to disturb the opponent's mind with that crisp sound; They are novices, sometimes they are ecstatic when they win money, and sometimes they are dejected when they lose money. What's more, their eyes are red, sweat drips down their foreheads, and their ferocious expressions look like beasts that have been starved for many days.

"Bucky, we have also successfully boarded the ship, but we can only stay in the designated area for the time being. If there is any danger, you must notify us as soon as possible, and I will rush over immediately, understand?" Steve's voice came from the earphone Come, the Winter Soldier tapped twice on the back of the ear inadvertently, indicating that he had received it, and at this time, Matthew, who had gone to the service desk to exchange chips, just came back.

"You can play whatever you want." He stuffed a large handful of exchanged chips into the hands of the two, "I'm a big boy, and I can take care of myself."

The duo of partners stretched out their hands to take the chips without any pressure, and then stared at Matthew together, but they didn't seem to move at all.

"Okay, okay, I'm just asking, to see if throwing a piece of meat and bone can lure you away." Matthew curled his lips, took a beautiful woman's waist with one hand, and turned around: "Then please follow your master closely." Let's go for a walk together, puppies." After speaking, he started his favorite activity in a leisurely manner.

He played blackjack for a while first.This is a kind of gambling game suitable for people with high IQ. Matthew won a lot quickly and a lot, obviously to save more capital, and left the first table with almost doubled chips in less than an hour , After 21 minutes, I lost all the money I just won.So he turned to poker again, and gradually began to win some back.

"Hey," Masters suddenly turned his head to discuss with the Winter Soldier, "How about our shifts? It's so boring to stand and watch all the time-don't you want to try your luck at all?" Those cute The chips were already hot in his hands, and he couldn't wait to use them all - of course, he was even more looking forward to using them to earn more of these lovely chips for himself.

The Winter Soldier snorted from his nasal cavity, as if expressing disdain, but also seemed to agree to the proposal, the big man immediately smiled, ran to the service desk to change the chips into small coins, and sat down in front of the slot machine without any creativity. try your luck.

The Winter Soldier quietly stood behind Matthew, looking at the surrounding situation calmly.Their gambling table can seat four people in total. Among them is an Asian young man who spends a lot of money and has always been very lucky. The people on the gaming table change one after another, but he is always sitting safely on the right side of Matthew. Location.However, this young casino master didn't seem to care about how much he won or how little he won. From time to time, his eyes would look at the Winter Soldier, and he would grin meaningfully when he looked back coldly at the Winter Soldier.

"Is that your bodyguard?" The Asian youth suddenly asked Matthew. His English accent was a bit crappy, and he sounded like a Japanese.

Matthew smiled maliciously, winked at him, and said in an ambiguous tone: "Yes, the personal bodyguard, I just got it recently."

The Japanese Kuo Shao showed a semblance of understanding, and looked at the Winter Soldier more presumptuously: "How about transferring it to me? This money is considered as compensation for you." He pointed to the high pile of chips on his hand, all just now Won from different hands.

Matthew touched his nose: "I have no problem, but we should respect the wishes of the parties involved in this kind of thing."

The Japanese young master looked at Dongbing with a smile, and dishonestly took his hand hanging by his side and rubbed it carefully. Seeing that Dongbing didn't resist, the smile on his face became wider: "I like you very much, if you are willing to come with me , no matter how much your previous employer pays, I will pay double. I will occasionally play something different, and the price at that time depends on the intensity, how about it?"

What the Japanese touched was the left hand of the Winter Soldier. It was the mimic robotic arm that Tony just put on for him. It looked and felt exactly the same as the skin of a real person, but he didn't have the perception of the real skin. At this time, the Winter Soldier was full of brains. It's all "Where is Steve", "What is Steve doing", "When will this idiot in front of me go back to the hotel", I don't feel that I am being molested at all, and naturally I don't mean to dodge.

Seeing that the Winter Soldier's dumbfounded look was funny and cute, the man intensified his hand movements, and even put his hands between the Winter Soldier's legs lewdly.

The Winter Soldier took a quick step back, frowned, and finally realized what this overwhelmed little weakling was thinking of him.He glanced at the crowd, picked up the thick gold iron-painted cigarette case that the Japanese put on the gaming table, lowered his head, and folded it in half like origami under the shocked and distressed eyes of the other party, and then Then silently broke it back to its original shape and threw it back on the table.

Everyone stared at the Winter Soldier like a monster, but the latter raised his chin nonchalantly at the stunned croupier: "You should deal the cards."

After one round, all three people at the gaming table except Matthew got up and left. Even the croupier found an inexplicable excuse to disappear. Pat the Winter Soldier on the shoulder: "Let's go, buddy, it seems that it's time to change places. Whiskey and poker make me nervous. It might be a good idea to watch a strip show and relax."

Seeing this, Masters, who had been sitting in front of the slot machine, finally stood up reluctantly. Although he forgot about changing shifts with the Winter Soldier, he could barely remember that they were performing security tasks. Then walk towards a hatch with a heavy curtain.

The hatch has two security handles.Their figures are even bigger than Masters, each of them is a full two meters tall, and their muscles are almost breaking through the black security uniforms. One of them has a strange tattoo on the right half of his face. and another with reggae hair and tiny wooden beads in the braids, looking weird and scary.

Matthew put some chips in the opponent's hand and was immediately let go, but when the Winter Soldier and the others wanted to follow up, they were stopped.

"Entrance fee." The tattooed man spread his big hand toward them, his voice low and growling like a bear.

"Together," Masters pointed to Matthew, "we are his bodyguards."

The burly man cast a questioning look at Matthew, but the latter stared at the two Winter Soldier in feigned surprise, then shook his head blankly: "I don't know them." After speaking, he turned his head and walked forward, The door curtain was raised and lowered by him, and his figure quickly disappeared from the sight of the Winter Soldier and the others.

"Damn it, you cunning bastard!" Masters growled, while the Winter Soldier calmly asked the security guard next to him: "How much is the entrance fee?"

The burly man looked up and down the Winter Soldier with a look of disdain.

"Three thousand dollars," he replied, and in his experience, people wearing such cheap suits could not afford such a large sum of money.