Chapter 380

"Cool!"

In the huge steaming hot water pool, Fisher rubbed the big dough in his hand and took a breath against the towel. Marguerite next to him gave him another mouthful of wine mouth to mouth.

After swallowing the wine and touching the steamed bread for a while, Fisher once again expressed the feeling of a winner in life.

"Now maybe no one can be happier than me at this moment!"

"Yes! You are so happy! " The deputy director, who was moving himself, turned his eyes angrily. During this period, she also choked. Now Fisher is back, and he doesn't care about his face. He can squeeze it first.

In fact, when she first received a call from Fisher, the deputy director wanted to refuse very much. They could play any way in private, but she was still very embarrassed about such a multi person trip. Only in the end, she went, not because Fisher said that the big bed was very comfortable, which she often admitted, but because she wanted to know where Fisher had gone during this time!

After entering the new year, the workload of the s.h.i.e.l.l.e.l.d. suddenly soared, and more and more wonderful people emerged. They all wore tights to learn to reconnect and fight criminals in the streets or become criminals. However, the superior departments also felt that these guys needed to be controlled, and the s.h.l.d. chased behind the buttocks of these tights boys like dogs every day.

"You are still too low!" Fisher rubbed the dough as if it were coming.

"Just thinking about locking people up, you don't want to become your own person. You put a job advertisement outside the gate of the Divine Shield Bureau, saying that you should take care of food, housing, five insurances and one gold, with a monthly salary of 10000. Do you think someone will take the initiative to come over!"

"This is not very good. Our s.h.i.e.l.d. bureau is an elite in the industry. Few graduates from Harvard and Yale can come in every year!"

"Pa!" Fisher slapped each other in the ass.

"What do you think? When people enter Wall Street, they drink coffee every day to tease the female secretary. How happy is the salary? Can I follow you up the knife mountain and down the fire sea for a salary of less than 100000? Going to the FBI can also be a criminal umbrella. As far as I know, you have begun to think of ways to deal with criminals and tramps? "

"The matter of national security can be called tossing. It's an honor to serve the country..." as soon as the deputy director opened his mouth, a happy atmosphere immediately appeared in the air.

"What are you laughing at!" The flushed deputy director wanted to reach out and pinch each other's face. As a result, his body suddenly softened and collapsed in Fisher's arms.

"Well, who's next? I'm going to hit ten today! "

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Maria Hill's complaint to Fisher is not targeted, not only the s.h.i.e.l.d., but even the U.S. government has a headache for these guys. It's just that people like stark America team usually encourage everyone not to be a shrinking turtle on the Internet, so these people are like beating chicken blood, If you have nothing to do, you like to throw some beaten gangsters at the door of the police station.

"These so-called superheroes should be controlled!"

There have been similar calls in politics, and even fanatical parliamentarians have issued statements that the police should shoot directly.

Atlas has even been sent a letter by the federal government asking them to develop some targeted equipment for the police.

However, Fisher refused, and he himself published on the Internet what forced those strange people to wear tights and hide their faces to fight against criminal activities.

"Brother, don't tear down the stage!" Lynch looked helpless on the phone.

"What platform has been demolished? I just comply with the voice of the people!" Fisher wore a Bluetooth headset and took it easy to put on leather gloves.

"You don't know what you said. Many girls, stars and businessmen have come out to appeal. Do you think your view represents you personally?"

"Isn't it?" Fisher looked at his watch and made a gesture to the soldiers in black armor.

"Just be happy. What are you doing over there? Why did I hear the sound of the sliding rope?"

"I'm practicing rope lowering. I'm going to use it when you get married!"

"Fark squid!"

"Falk squid vomit!"

After Lynch hung up the phone, Fisher put the headset back in his pocket and buttoned the slide at his feet.

He is now on the top floor of a skyscraper with more than a dozen soldiers in black combat clothes and Great Republic Army badges on their arms. Their goal is a banquet hall on the 36th floor downstairs. Of course, they are not to kill, but to save people.

This is a new business developed by Kate and Margaret during his absence. Because it has not been very peaceful recently, the Star Wars series issued by atlas's game company has received a big welcome. Everyone wants to fight aliens, But some ashes players will not be able to enjoy the latest Star Wars 10 Republic ghost because of family or work matters.

So they spent $500 online to buy atlas's safe play package for three days, which will not be complained by the family, that is, the company's new business. The registered players will choose a time and place, and then soldiers in the uniform of the ghost special forces of the Great Republic Army will tie him away at a designated time and place, Take it to a place full of beverage machines and snack streets and play three-day games happily.

Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, they were kidnapped.

"OK, count down thirty seconds!" After confirming that everything was normal, Fisher sent a signal to the professional actors he brought.

"Let's go!"

Then Fisher took the lead in jumping off the roof of the building. In the friction between the flying rope and the pulley, Fisher reached the target.

The banquet attendants who had been arranged for a long time had already opened the windows of the building. In the screams of the guests, a professional actor jumped into the hall from the window, and then arranged the head cover and handcuffs in place because the target wanted to pretend to be afraid, but was too happy.

Then, amid the screams of the guests, the kidnappers and the kidnapped young people returned the same way, leaving only a group of hotel waiters and bewildered men and women who wanted to try, but could only squat behind the bar and secretly laugh because they signed the contract.

When the police arrived, the young man had happily fought a group war with his partners in the safety zone more than ten kilometers away.

"Welcome to Guanglin next time!"