[Comprehensive British and American] Hero part-time super villain

Fast stood under the station sign at the intersection with a mint popsicle in his mouth.

He glanced at his watch from time to time, his fidgety posture was almost the same as other people waiting for the city bus here.

Except for the lack of any kind of impatience on his face, and the fact that he didn't get on any bus.

The girls resting and playing around in the bar have been staring at Fast through the glass windows and chirping for a while.

In New York, a city hailed as the pearl of American fashion by the World Weekly, even Queens, which is not in the central area of ​​New York, is full of fashionable and beautiful men and women.

There are many handsome guys who will pass by here, but standing here like Fast so that they can see a thoroughly handsome guy is very rare.

Most of the handsome guys here are either passing by here, or they are in this class of people, riding on that fancy-colored Maserati, the appearance of those men is no less coquettish than women.

Fast is different. He wears a white T-shirt with a simple logo and black shorts, a pair of sneakers on his feet, a khaki canvas bag on his back, and a peaked cap that is casually buttoned on top of his head.

He has fair skin and a cold expression, not purely western facial features, but with a bit of oriental softness and charm. He has already declined several men and women who came to strike up a conversation.

"Who do you think he is standing here waiting for?" A girl asked casually after taking a sip of juice and staring at Fast.

"Wait for the bus," another girl replied.

"Oh, come on. I checked, and he didn't get on any of the buses."

"Maybe he is waiting for his girlfriend. Oh, his girlfriend must be a happy girl." The girl said enviously.

"It may be the same as the previous rouge vulgar fans. Wait for the benefactor to pick him up. Or wait for a rich man to strike up a conversation. Who knows if it will be selling his ass." A girl said without hesitation.

"I hope that's not the case."

There is a reason for Fast to appear here. Do you still remember the task given to him by the system?Once a villain and a hero, he must make up for that good deed within a month of his life.

in New York.

The power of the Clown Gang only includes the entire Gotham and surrounding areas, and has not extended its hand to New York.

So the information was investigated by Fast himself. Fortunately, in the past, in order to collect intelligence—not all the missions given to him by the boss were assassinations, and some required him to collect intelligence and information himself.

Fast spent a lot of time studying.

When he successfully hacked into the official website of the White House one day and inserted a logo representing his image on its webpage and eliminated all traces to escape safely, it meant that he was already a top hacker.

Fast hacked into the NYPD (New York City Police Department) database and found some criminals who had not been found by the police to have a slight connection. He found that these criminals had been to the same place, a speakeasy.

Fast intuitively guessed that the bar might be a gang trading place.

Mercenaries are unorganized private 'killers', and the places where they receive tasks are nothing more than bars and entertainment venues under the supervision of the black forces, so Faster is more sensitive than others.

Fast investigated and even let him catch a big fish, a black force lurking in New York, the pig-headed knife gang, whose black interests involve a wide range of areas, including unlimited drug trade, human trafficking, and information trafficking , illegal firearms, etc.

In the information system of the hacking organization, Fast found that the other party's anti-black and anti-reconnaissance awareness is quite good. Most of their important information uses some words that Fast cannot understand.

Obviously, that's the code.

Moreover, it is a password created by the pig head knife gang. Fast has used all kinds of code-breaking reasoning that he has known or used before, but he has not been able to decipher them.

Unable to decipher, which brought a lot of trouble to Fast.

Fortunately, there is no such thing as a path. After Faster combined communication information, satellite monitoring and code comparison, he roughly guessed that something happened, but he was not sure, just knew a rough idea.

The Zhutou Knife Gang seems to be planning a big event recently.

At the same time, Fast happened to intercept a non-crypto message, a message sent by a member of the Pig Knife Gang to his mistress, inviting the mistress to come to the old place in Queens to meet and say goodbye.

Because the mistress was not a member of the Pig Knife Gang, he did not use the password, which also allowed Fast to catch the loophole. After checking the information, that person had left a record in the police station for a street fight.

On a certain street in Queens, New York, it was precisely because he intercepted the internal information of a member of the underworld that Faster appeared here, and he squatted here to guard the member of the underworld.

Fast finger poked the phone screen carelessly, seemingly concentrating, but actually looked around calmly, and finally he saw the guy.

His appearance is very obvious, with a scar running through the left eye on his face, the eyeball of the left eye is lighter than the eye of the right eye, with a big beard and wearing a leather jacket, he looks very unfriendly appearance.

Fast didn't follow him from the beginning. The guy's anti-reconnaissance intentions were too obvious. From time to time, he would suddenly turn his head or look around, with undisguised vigilance in his eyes.

Fast guessed that he had a drawn knife in his wide trouser pocket.

A knife to execute his mistress.

So Fast gave a soft 'tsk' at first, with a look of impatience on his expressionless face, he put away his mobile phone, and walked to the convenience store like other passers-by who had been waiting for the bus for a long time Buy a bottle of water.

After opening the distance again, Fast slowly followed the gang member.

The gang members were meeting the sexy-dressed woman in a hotel room.

Jack closed the door, hugged the woman and called her name in a soft and intimate voice, rubbed the woman's body and brought her to the bed.

Listening to the woman's comfortable sex, some thoughts flashed through Jack's head.

This was the last time he had fun with this woman, and he had a good impression of this quiet and obedient woman.

That's why he came to her every time.But he can't leave any handle here, after having fun this time, he can only get rid of her.

A gentle knock on the door interrupted the actions of Jack and the woman. The knock on the door was very gentle and regular, completely different from the fiery scene inside the house.

Jack originally planned to ignore the knock on the door and continue working, but the man outside seemed to be unable to hear what was happening in the room at this time.

He knocked on the door persistently.

'Boom boom boom. '

The knock on the door affected Jack's interest, and he felt restless.

He turned his head and yelled at the door: "Get out!"

However, the knock on the door only stopped for a moment, and the knock on the door sounded again in the next second.

There is quite the momentum of not opening the door.

At the same time, there was a cold voice from outside the door. "Room Service."

"Go to your mother's room service, bastard! I'll let you go!" Jack yelled at the waiter outside the door, spraying saliva on the woman's face.

"If you don't need room service, please give me the service card next to the bedside table, thank you."

The voice of the waiter was not affected by Jack's anger and dirty words at all, he just said it businessfully.

Jack thought viciously in his mind, taking out the picture of taking out the knife to pick out the intestines of the barking waiter outside.

In fact, Jack can only think about it, because the Pig Head Knife Gang wants to relocate, he must act in a low-key manner now, if he kills the waiter, it will cause a lot of trouble, and may affect the gang's relocation.

If he got into trouble, he had no doubt that he would be hunted down by the whole gang.

Thinking of this, Jack couldn't help but shudder, but he was still angry.

So Jack swore loudly, got up from the woman, and walked briskly to the door with his bare feet and deliberately loud steps.

The output to the person outside the door is already pressed in his throat, and he is only waiting for the output after the door is unscrewed.

He twisted his hand vigorously on the doorknob and pulled the door open.

click-

Before the swear words came out, he felt himself flying up. The woman's terrified eyes and screams almost pierced his eardrums. He must slap the woman's ears, he thought distractedly.

At this moment, Jack didn't know what he had experienced. It wasn't until he fell heavily on the ground that his whole body was in severe pain, and black and white lights flashed in front of his eyes, did he react slowly to what happened just now.

The moment he opened the door, a foot kicked his chest so hard that he was sent flying.

Fast closed the door, and smiled comfortingly at the woman curled up on the bed looking at him with a horrified expression, and made a silence gesture.

He stepped on Jack's chest with one foot to prevent him from standing up, and with the other hand, he threw the pistol out and stuck it in Jack's face. The silver light reflected from the blade made the woman who was huddled in the corner tremble uncontrollably.

She has always been law-abiding, probably the most she has seen is street fights, where has she ever seen such a thing.

At the same time, her eyes swept over the words engraved on the blade. "May each of our close encounters be unforgettable and fatal, so that we don't need to meet again."

Elegant and gorgeous sentences, like whispering intimately with fatal danger.

Fast showed a shallow smile, and stared at Jack condescendingly, his pale green eyes once again stained with thick ink.

"Good morning sir, I think I have something I would like to talk to you about."

Fast's foot on his chest seemed to just land on it lightly, but Jack couldn't break free.

"You bastard—" Jack was forced to lie on the ground and asked angrily.

His anger caused his head to tilt slightly, as if this would bring back his long-lost momentum.

"Do you know who Lao Tzu is?"

"Of course." Fast smiled brightly, showing two white canine teeth, looking harmless and innocent. "Isn't that why I came to you?"

Hearing this, Jack's aura that was still there just now disappeared all of a sudden.

His heart stopped suddenly for a moment, and then started beating at a faster speed. When he came back to his senses, his body was already drenched in cold sweat, and fear and panic pierced through his skin to his bones.

He... was being targeted?

Fast felt the extremely fast beating heart on the soles of his feet, and his legs were also trembling slightly due to the beating of the heart.He maintained his face and took out an ID from his shorts pocket.

"CIA (Central Intelligence Agency)—"

"Sir, I think you're in trouble."