Chapter 1451 Agent Cemetery

Although Brother "Church" has retired, his reputation in the industry is really not just a boast!

A few men and women who were sitting in the corner and looked very ordinary slowly stood up with their hands raised.

They really don't dare to resist, because "Church" is the kind of lunatic who would rather kill by mistake than let go!

What Alvin was discussing with people here just now can definitely be called a South American earthquake with a huge impact. The value of this information is beyond doubt...

The hicks who have been in Hell's Kitchen all year round simply cannot understand what kind of impact Alvin's move into Peru will have on the entire South America...

In their hearts, Principal Alvin just started leading them out of Hell's Kitchen to grab territory.

As for other political implications, no one cares about those because "politics" never cares here.

In fact, the main task of these agents from various countries who come here in rotation to "listen to the news" is to keep an eye on the progress of the "anti-gravity coating". As soon as there is news, countries around the world will place orders and start queuing up.

Only those who are ignorant would think that the "paint company" is under the control of the American military...

These unlucky agents experienced an exciting and bloody adventure with Qi in Boston...

They clearly know that the only person who can really make the decision is Julie, because there is Alvin standing behind her!

The actions of these agents are actually semi-public...

Because the surveillance process of Alvin by SHIELD and the FBI was made into a "legend" by a few nefarious logistics personnel, and was regarded as a negative example by special departments around the world. They called the Peace Hotel the "Agent Cemetery"!

Among the former surveillance agents, a veteran of S.H.I.E.L.D. became the boss of the Extraterrestrial Affairs Division of the U.S. Department of Homeland Security by taking kickbacks. This is Harvey...

There is also an FBI fool named Timmons, who has stifled himself in the surveillance room.

In the end, he had to be pushed out by his own people and went with the sniper Bob Lee Swagger to take the blame for assassinating the Vice President.

If those people hadn't been killed because they offended Alvin and Stark, Timmons's ashes might not have been found.

But in the end, Timmons did not escape prison. He stayed in prison for half a year, and finally returned to Hell's Kitchen to open a small "security consulting company."

The experiences of these two people made everyone in the industry know that their traditional methods were useless here, so the current model came into being...

Eat, come to eat every day, from the time the restaurant opens to the time it closes...

The tips they gave allowed Shangqi to buy all the furniture, electrical appliances, curtains, floors, etc. in his house.

If they continue to stay here for another year and a half, they might have to change houses...

Slowly, these agents discovered that surveillance work here was extremely boring and expensive.

But they now find that compared to their current situation, the boring days of the past were simply wonderful.

Several agents slowly walked to the center of the restaurant with their hands raised...

One of the ordinary-looking middle-aged men glanced around at the horrified colleagues around him. He sighed helplessly, looked at the "church" and said: "We promise not to spread what we heard today..."

"Church" looked at the middle-aged agent who was the first to stand up, he smiled and shook his head and said: "Don't believe every word the agent says, this is the truth we know when we enter the industry.

But I'm retired, and the boss here definitely doesn't want to make this place bloody...

I can give you a chance..."

Saying "church", he watched Alvin fish out little Ginny from the back alley, and then drive all the children upstairs...

"You are British and I can smell the decay of British intelligence in you.

Go find all the spies, and I promise not to kill you. "

After hearing this, the middle-aged man immediately glanced at a table near the bar, where a young couple had been sitting.

There was a blond girl there who had been holding up her mobile phone to take pictures, just like those young people who come to Hell's Kitchen to "pilgrimage" or "look for excitement".

There are many people like this in Hell's Kitchen, and people have long since become accustomed to them from being unaccustomed to them at the beginning.

These young people will check in and take photos in various places in Hell's Kitchen, and then create their own adventures in Hell's Kitchen on Facebook to gain more fans.

Don't tell me, there are really many successful people...

The FBI no longer comes here. They collect the public information on Facebook and then analyze it to know what happened in Hell's Kitchen.

Looking at the "church", the young man spread his hands in confusion and said: "I am not an agent, I am a travel blogger in New York, and Hell's Kitchen has always been my destination research object..."

As he spoke, the young man turned on the computer on the table, turned towards the direction of the "church", and said: "Really, if you don't believe me, you can come and take a look. I have 800,000 fans, and Old William's Bar is also listed on my blog. Advertising.

I'm really not an agent, and I swear I will never tell anyone what I heard today.

In fact, I think Principal Alvin is doing a great thing. Why can't more people know about it? "

Boss Pluto walked up to the young man curiously. He bent down and looked at the blog on his computer. After flipping through it, he patted the young man on the shoulder with some displeasure and said, "You didn't introduce me." pharmacies and hospitals...

This is a huge disrespect to me! "

As he said that, Pluto turned around and took out a few big bills from Yade's body and stuffed them into the hands of the blogger youth, and said: "Publish an advertisement for me, in the most conspicuous position...

Well, let’s just say that New York State’s ‘Pluto Pharmacy Chain’ offers prescription marijuana in a variety of flavors! "

The evil-looking Pluto makes the young blogger a little frightened...

These young people are not afraid of the Manhattan Tomahawk, not afraid of being out of breath, or even afraid of Bruce Banner. They are not afraid of those guys who once stole the show in several battles in New York...

But they were still afraid of Pluto...

The young blogger glanced at the several hundred dollars in his hand with trepidation, and then said with a trembling voice: "This, this, where do you want to put the advertisement just now?"

Pluto raised his chin and looked at the discerning blogger youth. He stretched out his hand with satisfaction and clicked on the blog youth web page. There was a photo of the young man and a patrolling ghost wolf...

"That's it, that money is a deposit. If it works, I will give you more money..."

The young blogger nodded helplessly and said, "Then I will help you make the advertising slogan when I get back, but can you please not remove my photo?

This is how I found a girlfriend...

I can put your slogan on the top and bottom of the photo! "

Pluto glanced at the sexy girlfriend of the blogger...

This big-hearted girl didn't care that her boyfriend was being blackmailed. Instead, she held her cell phone close to Pluto and "clicked" a selfie.

Pluto sniffed instinctively, then grinned and made a scissor hand gesture...

Then Pluto tilted his head and looked up and down the sexy girl's voluptuous figure, and blew a frivolous whistle...

The young blogger was a little worried and closed the computer and tried to pay the bill and leave here, but Pluto shook his head and said: "You are not one of our own, I will find a place for you to work..."

Once your ads are working, you're good to go.

Don’t worry, the conditions there are definitely much better than you think…”

Pluto's words made the young blogger almost jump with anxiety. He said anxiously: "You can't do this. I still have a job, I still have pets at home, and my mother calls me every day..."

Pluto spread his hands indifferently and said with a smile: "You can call your mother in prison, and I will have your pet sent to prison together.

Work? Well, you work for me now..."

Pluto thought that the young blogger would still struggle, but after hesitating for a few minutes, the young man said curiously: "'Prison'?"

Is it the prison where Principal Alvin is imprisoned?

Is that the legendary ‘mutant prison’ there?

Legend has it that there are terrible guards from hell, and even the gatekeepers are terrifying hellhounds...

Can I show what the prison looks like in my blog?

Can I go interview those mutants who are in jail? "

Pluto was stunned for a moment when he was asked. Thinking about the fat red dogs he had seen with their bellies touching the ground, Pluto grinned with his big gold teeth and said, "I'm starting to like you!

Originally I wanted you to live in a mutant sea prison, but I have changed my mind now...

I can let you stay in my room for a while, remember to work hard there.

If I find that your advertising is ineffective, you will know how terrible the bill is when you come out! "

The young blogger trembled in fear, but the "media person's" fearless spirit affected his intelligence...

He took out his house key from his pocket and put it into Pluto's hand. The young blogger said nonchalantly: "Remember to pack some clothes for me, and bring my cat and cat food with me, and..."

Seeing Pluto's eyes gradually becoming fierce, the young blogger nodded knowingly and said, "Okay, that's all. I can access the Internet there, right?"

After hearing this, Pluto turned around and waved to one of his men, and said: "Send this guy to Prison Island...

Fill in my name when registering, I still have more than 2 years in prison, let this guy help me sit in jail for a while. "

The young blogger saw that the big man covered in tattoos was about to grab him. He glanced at his girlfriend and said to Pluto: "Where is she?

Do you want to go with me too? "

Pluto sniffed and said with a smile: "If you can fucking name this girl, I will send you together..."