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

Is Fast an agent of the CIA?Of course he wasn't, why would he serve this damn country?Be that damn CIA agent?

How did the certificate in his hand come from? This is his test of the system.

This morning, Fast told the system that he would be doing regular activities as a superhero today, and unintentionally expressed his need for something that could conceal his identity.

So with a 'snap', a full-face electronic mask appeared in front of him.

This is a special mask, it will blur and reorganize the detection effect of all the instruments that try to scan the appearance under the mask, it will record Fast's speaking Popin, and display it on the electronic screen.

It also changes Fast's voice, making his voice purely electronic, and it's also extremely rigid and not easily damaged.

Overall, this is a very good mask, in terms of concealing identity.

The only thing that dissatisfies Fast is that it will read part of Fast's thinking.

For example, when Fast feels a certain emotion, the Poppins displayed on the electronic screen may change into anger, joy or other expressions.

It looks like it wants to be a more active, cheerful superhero.

Fast, who thought he was lifeless, felt that it was not good.

Fast never told the system what he wanted clearly, so the ability of the system also includes providing some props to help?

Provide props and help without saying a word?Or does it simply not know that it is helping itself?

Fast had a guess.

The system is actually a well-defined program, and there is a living body behind the program that controls it, talks to Fast or something else, but that living body does not always supervise the program.

During the time when the living body does not have a supervisory program, the program will operate according to the previous settings, such as answering Faster's inquiry, setting the reply of the answer, and helping Faster to carry out the task and provide props.

It's just a machine that only knows how to execute orders.

So why doesn't the 'it' behind the system tell the host that it can ask the system for help?

The system did not indicate to him as the host that he could get help from props.

That would prove either to make Fast a superhero protecting the world or a villain to make the world more chaotic.

None of this is what the system wants.

Otherwise, it will definitely tell Fast that it can get some help from the system.

But now it was Fast who inadvertently showed that he needed something, and the program was ordered to carry out the order.

Becoming a superhero and a super criminal only allows Fast to survive, so what benefits can it get for the system.

Fast still didn't understand what the system could get from him.

The world can function normally without Fast——

Why does it let itself survive.

Time goes back to the present.

That CIA certificate was also Fast's means of probing the system.

He 'strongly' expressed in his mind that he needed a CIA agent's ID in his trouser pocket, so as to prevent himself from revealing his identity in advance.

Then he reached into his trouser pocket, and as expected, he touched the props prepared for him by the system program after receiving the order.

Next, Fast had to pick out time to study the upper limit of the program.

But not now, now he has more important things to do.

Fast withdrew his thoughts, he raised his lips, and withdrew his documents.

Fast said calmly: "In fact, the CIA has been following you for a long time. Although I don't want to admit it, your code is really good."

His tone was so calm that it was as if the CIA had really targeted such a small gang that was not well-known in the history of anti-terrorism.

"But that's why I came to you. I need you to teach me how to decipher the code, and what your latest 'big move' means."

In fact, the password is not important, what Fast wants to know is only the latest actions of the Zhutou Knife Gang.

However, in order to prevent Jack from speaking, the code becomes more important. If the code deciphered by Fast does not match the information Jack said, then Jack will be in big trouble.

Perhaps the pressure from Fast was not enough, Jack didn't have the slightest intention to obey Fast.

"Fuck you, bastard. Go lick your asshole." Jack snarled obscenities at Fast.

Fast lowered his eyes and looked at Jack lightly. There was no sign of being angered by Jack in his eyes, and there was nothing but pity for Jack.

He kept the corners of his mouth wide, leaned over and pulled out the penetrating Damascus knife.

He holds the blade, above Jack's head.

"Do you know the difference between the CIA and the FBI?"

"I don't care."

"You will care soon." Fast maintained a polite smile.

Fast stabbed the Damascus knife into Jack's chest with his backhand. The wound was shallow but very painful. The blood instantly stained the white vest red, and a blood flower bloomed.

The woman let out a scream, and then she remembered that Fast didn't want to hear her voice.

She was afraid that Fast might attack her, so she quickly covered her mouth, only to let out gasps.

Jack screamed, his face contorted in pain.

Fast lifted the foot that had landed on Jack, landed on the handle of the knife, pressed down a little bit, and the knife and blade also sank into Jack's body, splashing a lot of blood, which made Jack's face suddenly pale. Uglier.

He could feel the blade cutting through his ribs, pointing at his heart.

"The CIA is an anti-terrorist organization. They will not be as secretive and gentle as the FBI. Terrorists are stubborn and reckless guys. There is no cure for them—"

"Even if they treat you worse and kill you, no one will say anything. After all, you are a terrorist...you have been deprived of your human rights by the people long ago."

The woman next to him took two steps back in fear because of Fast's words. She had already rubbed against the corner, and Jack turned out to be a ****?

The smile on Fast's face deepened.

"I say! I say!! I'll say whatever you want to know!!!" Jack shouted in a hurry.

The fear of blood loss made him start to panic. The self-control he had just now was gone. He felt that if his heart beat harder, he might touch the blade.

He may be chased and killed by the organization if he tells the information. If he does not tell the information today, no, he will die now.

Fast learned from Jack that the Pig Knife Gang was going to transfer the gang to Winchester with the goods. They brought smuggled goods and some other things, including high-tech weapons and the like.

Fast also learned the secret code of the pig's head knife gang, which is actually not difficult, but the principle of spelling according to a menu list, and Fast now already knows what the menu list is.

Fast thought thoughtfully, leaving New York?Perhaps it has something to do with Spider-Man, who has sabotaged their operations several times during the night watch, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

Fighting against superheroes will not end well, not to mention that Spider-Man is still a reserve member of the Avengers. Who doesn't know that Iron Man Tony Stark controls the entire New York satellite.

They're not superhero fanatics (bad guys who do evil to get superheroes' attention, or guys who commit crimes against superheroes).

There is no need to have an intersection with a hero.

Since you will run into Spider-Man if you do evil here, why not just change to another city?

Seeing that Fast was thinking, Jack stared at Fast with hope.

"Then... can you let me go?"

Jack had told Fast everything he knew, and now the entire floor was stained with his blood, his eyes were black and his body was cold, he knew it was a sign of ischemia.

If he is not sent to rescue, he may really die.

Fast stared at Jack, the dark truth that Fast had seen in the hacking surveillance, hidden by the pig-headed knife gang.

Jack's ugly, evil face with a maniacal grin, he's beating up innocents with a crowbar, so dirty and messy.

At this time, this face is full of hope and fear.

Jack, who has always controlled other people's lives, this is the first time his life has been controlled by others.

"Do you still remember the news two years ago? A blind old black woman was beaten to death in an alley. The year before last, a family of three from Japan who visited New York were brutally murdered, and their bodies were buried in the snow for three days..."

Hearing this, the hopeful part of Jack's face gradually faded.

"Ask if they are willing to let you go?" Fast said coldly.

"I answer for them, unfortunately, no," Fast said.

He pushed his foot down, and the entire blade sank into Jack's chest because of Fast's movement, piercing his heart, and more blood spurted out and splashed on Fast's calf.

Jack struggled twice, maintaining a terrified expression, stopped his movements, and his body became stiff quickly because of the loss of function.

Faster glanced at his calf in disgust, and pulled the pistol out of Jack's heart. He took two pieces of paper from the table, and carelessly wiped away the blood left on the knife and his leg.

Then he turned his attention to the woman in the corner who was almost fainting from fright, and he showed a gentle smile, even though he knew that in the eyes of the woman at this time, he was a life-threatening devil.

"You heard that just now. Your lover is a villain and killed a lot of people. Why do you think he is here today?"

The woman probably came to a conclusion based on what Jack said and what Fast said, and her eyes dimmed. "He...he came to kill me."

Immediately afterwards, the woman's face became very frightened again. "Are you...are you going to kill me?"

"I don't know anything, I can't say anything, please let me go."

"I won't kill you, you didn't do anything, no one will kill you." Fast stared at the woman with a gentle expression, but his eyes were indifferent. "But someone will find you."

"As long as you do what I say, nothing will happen to you."

"what should I do?"

Fast raised his lips and smiled, whispering in the woman's ear.

The woman nodded suspiciously, pointed at Jack's body and said, "Then what about his body?"

"I'll take care of it." Fast glanced at the corpse on the ground and said, "You check out now."

"it is good."

After the woman left, Fast snapped his fingers, and a mass of black appeared under Jack's body, like a shadow or thick ink. The body sank and disappeared, together with the blood.