Druid of Marvel

Alvin walked into the lobby of the Waldorf Astoria with a pair of cool tactical sunglasses provided by Stark.

After looking around, Alvin felt a few glances. With a bright smile on his face, he walked to the rest area and found a free sofa and sat down.

Wearing a suit and leather shoes, he looked like an elite assistant to a big boss. When he saw Alvin sitting down, he carried a document bag and walked to the front desk.

Stark has already booked the presidential suite for them in advance. Just go to the front desk to report the name and get the key.

Alvin was sitting on the sofa, took out a cigar and lit a sip, listening to Stark with a smile in his ear with a smile, "Alvin, I should go to the hotel, let Iron Man sit It's the stupidest option to give you logistics in a **** van! "

Alvin chuckled and said, "Don't do this. Your goal is too obvious. Our goal is to find that Anna and get the four warheads. She's ... oh!"

Alvin said that he leaked his mouth and covered his mouth. He looked around left and right, and a few tall tall guys with obvious ears deliberately avoided his sight.

Alvin took a bit of an awkward sip of the cigar, and saw that Qi had already obtained the key to the room, and was walking towards himself under the guidance of a waiter.

Facing the hotel lobby where the atmosphere suddenly became a little weird, Alvin stood up quickly, walked up to the air, and followed the waiter to his presidential suite.

After entering the room, Alvin tipped the waiter twenty yuan and sent him away.

Walking to the bar in the presidential suite, Alvin found two bottles of beer, threw them a bottle of gas, and said with a smile, "What about my acting skills?

I guess those agents from other countries will move, if Anna is hiding in the hotel, she will soon be unable to stay. "

Stark said mockingly in the headset: "Yes, yes, Alvin, you are very talented in acting. You have already booked this year's Golden Plum Awards.

Why did you come up with such a bad plan, our best practice is to wait to find that woman in action!

What do you do with these agents? They are just in the guise of the bright side, and everyone knows that their real power is in the dark. "

Alvin took a sip of beer indifferently, walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the outside scenery with a smile and said, "When can you find her?

The surveillance of the hotel has been taken over by you. Have you found her trail?

We all know what happened to Duke in the morning, so would you guess a trained terrorist would continue to come to this hotel? "

Stark said puzzledly, "So what do you want to do? Is it okay for the agent to concentrate on acting as a lame agent?"

Alvin laughed, looking at some suspicious guys in an unfinished building opposite, and said, "Where we have time to spend, waiting is not my style.

With this clue from the Waldorf Astoria, we have to do something anyway.

That woman ran into Duke in the morning and did not kill Duke when she had the upper hand. You have to say that there is nothing between them. I don't believe it!

There may be three situations now. The first woman is here. Now the agents will definitely act. As long as she is forced out of the hotel, or even just show her face, we will catch her!

Second, the woman was very smart. After meeting Duke, she felt that the hotel was not safe, but I guess she still wanted to see if Duke had betrayed her. The woman went crazy sometimes, which was really scary !!

But now the surveillance system in New York, including the hotel surveillance system, has been re-encrypted by you. She wanted the answer to be observed only in a secret place.

Frank will mark the hidden places that are suitable for monitoring. You are responsible for staring those places. My bird will also cooperate with you. Maybe there will be gains! "

Stark stunned for a few seconds, and said a little sloppyly: "It's not like your style. Why do I suddenly think you're smart?

What's the third point? I'm starting to get curious! "

Alvin scolded unhappyly: "Fuckyou Stark, I have always been smart, but sometimes my brain is not as fast as my fist.

If you **** can find those people early, what else can we worry about?

The third is that all our guesses are just guesses, the woman never came here, she was hiding somewhere else.

But what does it matter?

I just sat in the lobby and said a few words. It was all the agents who wanted to make trouble. I just need to take a break in the presidential suite. What do I lose? "

Stark cursed funny in the communicator and said, "Dude, you forgot that Frank and Steve are also working with me, you asshole!

Shall I call you for a massage?

And how can you guarantee that the special unions believe you? "

Alvin smiled "Hey," and said, "I'm a Manhattan Tomahawk, a mech warrior. Isn't it normal for the agents to be lame?

Can those agents not know me?

For the same reason, with a little clue, do you think they will let it go?

We don't have any other clues anyway, that woman doesn't take the lead, and we can't help her.

Let these professional agents try it now, we are waiting to see if there is a gain, even if there is no gain! "

Stark said with amusement: "You are not afraid to rush that woman and explode the warhead! You bastard!"

Alvin said indifferently: "What can I do?

She wanted to detonate the warhead, she had already burst! Now that Manhattan has been completely blocked, she has detonated here and she can't run.

I just need to find her now, as long as she can appear in front of me, I have a way to make her do nothing! "

Stark laughed and said, "Okay! You are now the boss, you have the last word!

I think we are now a civil justice organization. Maybe we can think of a louder name for ourselves. What do you say about the "Stark Alliance"? Or "Iron Alliance", I think it's good too! "

Alvin smiled and ignored Stark's ridicule. In his opinion, it is absolutely unnecessary to establish a so-called justice organization.

Because when a strongman group forms a so-called justice organization, internal contradictions will inevitably arise.

They are all guys with character, ability, and even problems. How can everyone get along completely peacefully.

You are now holding Ivan and Stark in a house. You must have one lying down in the end.

And the same thing, different people will have different views. "Justice" sometimes has different definitions in the eyes of different people.

Sometimes this kind of contradiction can't be coordinated, especially everyone is a person with ability and faith.

Just like Matt and himself, everyone is a friend, but they don't agree on how they treat things.

Now is the best situation. If all people are brought together, facing different positions and different attitudes, who will compromise? Who gives in?

Alvin thinks the best way is to live the life you want, and call your friends when you need help.

Relations that rely on emotions are much more reliable than requiring an organization to call a "programme of justice" to unify everyone's minds!

Maybe one day, someone can rely on his ability to gather a group of powerful people to form an organization, but Alvin thinks that it will never be himself.

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Sitting in the restaurant of the hotel, Ethan Hunt shook the red wine in his hand slightly, and looked at the guests in the restaurant with a secret look.

Just now, he clearly felt that an undercurrent began to surge throughout the hotel.

Agents from various countries that had been quiet before began to move around frequently and seemed to have made some significant discoveries.

A tall Eastern European man walked to a middle-aged man who was eating and whispered in his ear.

After listening, the man stood up and followed the tall Eastern European man quickly left the restaurant and walked towards the hotel's door, where a black Mercedes-Benz business car was parked.

That middle-aged man was a target of Ethan Hunt. He was a black market high-end arms dealer in Eastern Europe. His name was Lyudmila, and he was mainly selling high-end arms in Ukraine.

Sealed fighters, high-value gadgets such as outdated missile systems, etc., are all targets of his sales.

Ethan Hunt got up naturally, explained to the waiter that he would be back in a while, and then naturally went to the bathroom.

In an unmanned aisle, Ethan Hunt pressed the communicator and whispered, "Bangey keeps an eye on him, don't let him out of your sight."

After speaking, Ethan Hunt took out the phone and dialed Bourne. After the call was connected, Ethan Hunt said softly: "Bourne, the situation has changed a bit, and we may need to act in advance.

We killed the big fish first, and the little fish let them go. Can you be sure to kill both Fernando and Dogo?

You must not confess the wrong person, otherwise I can only escape. Until the "church" does not retire, I will never show up in any public place that may expose me. "

Byrne was silent for a while and said, "I see, I think something must be wrong.

If you go to the lobby to take a look now, you will see that your little fish has been "persuaded" to come back!

Need action? I'm in charge of killing Fernando and Dogo, and I'm sending you a little fish by the way! "

Ethan Hunt gritted his teeth and said, "Go ahead!

I went to the most important Russian Igor, who was the most important target of this operation.

There are only three real Russian guests in the hotel rooms. I hope that the Russian arms dealer Igor is among them!

This is the worst situation I've ever seen ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Why did things change suddenly and I don't know why? "

Byrne leaned on a circular pillar in the lobby of the hotel, holding the phone in his hand, and the light in his eyes looked at the Lyudmila who had been "advised" to turn back, and he was panicking towards the elevator.

Byrne lowered his head and talked on the phone while walking towards Lyudmila. As the two passed by, a thin steel needle in Berne's hand was running along Lydmila's ribs. The Ministry stabbed in.

It wasn't until Berne walked away more than ten meters away and turned into the cafe in the hotel lobby. Lyudmila was holding her chest and collapsed to the ground like a heart attack patient.

No one at the scene noticed that just passing Liudmila, she looked ordinary and was dressed in simple Berne.

A man sitting on the lounge sofa in the hotel's lobby revealed his gleaming head behind the newspaper and glanced at the back of Berne's entry into the cafe.

Then the suit bald and smiled at Ethan Hunt in the corner of a corridor far away.

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