Struggle in the American Comic World

After dealing with the super killer Cross Gibson, the next step is to connect with the CIA.

It's much easier to find than Cross, the cold-faced killer. In the police station, Nobody from the CIA left a contact information for May.

After a brief communication, Jordani asked Nobody to meet at a coffee shop near the Hudson River.

The cafe is located in the Manhattan area, near Wall Street.

Even the craziest criminals dare not make trouble in this area. Every ten minutes, there are patrolmen wandering around.

This is also a consideration in terms of security, and the CIA has never been a good bird.

As the appointed time approached, a middle-aged man in a suit with a thick face, but always with a wild smile on his face, walked into the restaurant.

This is an unruly man.

The first time he saw this person, Jordani had an instinctive intuition in his heart.

"Your Excellency is the famous arbiter of justice, Mr. Jovovich, right?"

"Mr. Nobody, sit down. I've already ordered a cup of coffee for you, but I don't know if it suits your taste."

"Um, what kind of taste, I've always been picky."

"Spider flavor, do you like it?"

All the words were to the point. Once the two sides met and exchanged a few words, they quickly fell silent.

The old god Qiao Danny was drinking coffee, while Nanuobodi, with a few small movements in a calm manner, had already passed on some information.

There is no doubt about the importance of the spider serum potion, and it is even enough for the CIA to spare part of its staff and engage in a fight in the downtown area of ​​Manhattan.

After the information was transmitted, Nobody just said: "Mr. Jovovich, I like spider-flavored coffee very much, but..."

Qiao Danny directly interrupted the other party's words, saying: "You are delaying time, the manpower of the secret operation force should have surrounded here, right?"

Accompanied by Jordani's words, outside the coffee shop, a dozen figures from several directions suddenly softened to the ground.

With a whoosh, two small holes were broken in the glass window of the coffee shop, and two plainclothes CIA agents who were drinking coffee also lay directly on the table.

"Mike was shot..."

"Chris got shot..."

"There is an ambush, the trajectory cannot be analyzed..."

Nobody's face changed drastically, and there were bursts of exclamations in the headset.

But at this time, Qiao Danny picked up the coffee in front of him very calmly, and said with a smile, "Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

Escorted by two top assassins from the Assassin's Mutual Aid Association, it was too easy to deal with some plainclothes agents of the CIA.

Qiao Danny smiled calmly, while Nobody's face on the opposite side was already darkened.

In the eyes of two top killers, Cassian and Cross, the CIA's manpower and layout are as simple as a child's play house.

After Nobody was shaken, the smile on his face quickly returned to the previous one, and he said, "Good way, Mr. Jovovich, this time I'm invited out, it shouldn't be just for coffee and demonstrations, right?"

After all, he is also a veteran agent, even if he is already panicked, he can still hold his breath.

Old Yin beep!

Qiao Danny complained in his heart, and said with a smile: "The reputation of the CIA is not very good. In order for everyone to have a peaceful talk, I can only do a little bit of preparatory measures."

Nobody was upset when he was slapped in the face, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

After a pause, Nobody said: "Anyone with strength is worthy of respect, Mr. Jovovich, I don't know what you want to talk about now?"

Jordani took out a bottle of lavender potion,

Said: "This is something I got in the abandoned passageway under the 92nd Street. The medicine is not easy to drink. I can give it to you."

Regarding this bottle of spider potion, Jordani actually remembered a lot of things.

For example, the last thing not written in the diary left by Richard, the spider potion was indeed successful, but it was formulated with Richard's own DNA, and no one else could use it at all.

Thinking about it, Richard is also an old cunt, and he wanted to trick himself when he was dying.

Fortunately, I have a story to worry about, so this useless spider potion is quite suitable for use to trick the CIA.

Nobody stared at the medicine on the table, and said, "What does the CIA need to pay?"

Nothing is left in vain in the sky. As a seasoned Nobody, he was able to survive until now and become the supervisor of Nowhere, relying on the interdependence of prudence and boldness.

What you get, you need to give.

The strength shown by Jordani is enough for Nobody to take it seriously.

Jordani said: "First, the safety of Peter and May needs to be guaranteed. I don't want anyone to disturb their lives. Second, Osborn's troubles need to be taken over by your CIA. I also hate troubles."

Nobody took the potion directly, and said, "Yes! But in Richard's secret laboratory, a computer hard drive is missing. I wonder what Mr. Jovovich's plans are?"

Jordani laughed and said, "This is related to another deal. I believe the CIA is also very interested in the Assassin Mutual Aid, right?"

Nobody's face froze, as if he was thinking about something.

After a long while, Nuobodi said, "You want to make an idea of ​​the Assassin Mutual Aid Association?"

Jordani leaned back on the chair and said, "I hate these guys, they want to kill me, and I still have to live in New York, so I think it's better for these guys to die, are you right?"

Nobody said solemnly: "These people are difficult to deal with, they are too mysterious and powerful, and there are big figures protecting them."

Jordani took out a blueprint again and said, "Brooklyn Textile Factory No. 72, I believe that with the power of the CIA, it shouldn't be a problem to block this block for a period of time, right?"

"As for the big shots, is there any big shot bigger than the CIA?"

Nobody quickly thought about the pros and cons, and finally said: "I want the formula of the power source of the Mutual Aid Society!"

Jordani laughed and said, "No matter what you want, you need the CIA to get it yourself. We'd better use our own means, what do you think?"

Nobody nodded, drank the coffee on the table in one gulp, and said, "Happy cooperation!"

A final decision is made, and the cooperation is reached.

Both parties are wary, so it is better to act separately. In this process, how much ability and benefit everyone has.

As for the computer hard drive, it was an insurance measure for Jordani.

Once all the benefits are given out at this time, it will not be so wonderful for the CIA to turn around and cheat itself again.

The two sides discussed some details in the coffee shop. Seeing that the agents around him who were stunned by the anesthesia bomb tended to wake up, Qiao Danny got up quickly and prepared to walk outside.

Just as Jordani walked to the door, an agent lying on the ground suddenly grabbed Jordani's ankle.

"You...don't go, I'm going to kill you..."

The limp agent struggled, hitting Jordani's knee with his small fists.

Jordani took a look, hey, isn't this John Smith.

Feeling embarrassed, Jordani thought for a while, put aside John, picked up a green hat next to him, and covered the other's face.

"Dude, you'd better get a good night's sleep!"