Chapter 85: Perfect Match

Although Remy Lebo is a gambler and occasionally a guest thief, he is a person who values ​​promises. Otherwise, if there is nothing good for him, Mike would not sit and drink with him.

An organization?

Mike instantly thought of S.H.I.E.L.D.

“S.H.I.E.L.D.?”

Remy LeBo looked at Mike in surprise and said, “You’ve been annoyed by them too?”

“That’s not true.” Mike said smugly, “I have always been a farmer with peace of mind, how can I be noticed by them.”

Remy LeBo looked at Mike enviously.

Mike pulled away from the topic and said, “By the way, where’s Logan? Weren’t you guys together in Las Vegas?”

“He stayed there for six months and left.” Remy LeBo took a leisurely sip of wine and said, “You know, a wolf doesn’t stay in one place for very long.”

Unless, of course, he decided that was where he belonged.

“Anyway, the last time I contacted him was before I brought this damn thing with me.” Remy LeBo looked at the wristband in disgust and said, “I thought he’d contact you.”

Mike shook his head.

Suddenly, Remy LeBo’s phone rang.

Remy LeBo looked at the number and picked it up with an irritated look on his face.

“Oh, I did that, got it! I won’t mess around! Damn it! Am I supposed to watch them beat those unlucky bastards to death?”

“What? You’re coming for me?”

“Shit mission!”

With cursing, he hung up the phone and looked helplessly at Mike and said: “I can’t even drink alcohol.”

“I’ll go first, I’ll be in touch with you.”

Mike doesn’t want to meet people from S.H.I.E.L.D. They had just exchanged contact information.

Remy LeBo loudly instructed, “Don’t forget to pay!”

Mike reached out and smiled and nodded at Remy LeBo. He walked to the bar, paid the money, and ordered another bottle of wine, then turned and walked out of the bar.

As he walked to the door of the bar, he looked up at the sun that was about to set and muttered, “I have to go back soon.”

Suddenly, an elongated figure fell on him, making his eyes dark.

Mike looked over and saw a black man in a black suit with an inch of hair walking toward the bar, plunging past him and into the bar.

When the other man walked into the bar, Mike just couldn’t help but laugh.

It was Nick Fury with two eyes!

When he met Coleson, he also thought about when he would meet the coin chief, but he did not expect to see it.

Also, the future director with hair, looks so good.

However, still quite sinister.

He just called and said to look for it, and he showed up right away.

This means that when he called, he was already in the neighbourhood, and even already in front of the bar.

If Mike is one step slower, he will be seen sitting with Remy LeBo.

When the time comes, secret investigation is indispensable.

Of course, Mike can use the skill to cut this memory.

“This guy, the old coin ……”

Mike whispered, drove his new car and left quickly.

Inside the bar.

Remy LeBo had just watched Mike leave when he saw the asshole who was supervising him and giving him assignments walk in.

“Remy, you look like you’re in a good mood today.”

“Who said that? Did I say that to you? And please, call me Mr. Lebo.”

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Nick Fury did not care and said: “Everyone who is in a good mood has asked friends to come here for a drink.”

Saying this, he sat at the other side of Remy Lebau, he picked up the glass that Mike had just used and buckled it aside. After re-ordering a glass with the waiter, he poured himself a glass of wine, looked around and said: “Where is your friend?”

“There are no friends!” Remy LeBo said indifferently, and said, “Go ahead, why are you looking for me?”

Seeing Remy LeBo pull away from the topic, Nick Fury took a sip of wine and said, “Nice wine.”

Seeing the corner of Remy LeBo’s eyes jump, Nick Fury only smiled and said, “Don’t worry, there are no new tasks, just ask you something.”

“Hmm?”

“The hellfire thing.”

“Then you’ve come to the wrong person, I don’t know them very well.”

Remy LeBo shook his glass, ice cubes clanging in it, a sarcastic grin on his face.

“But you can still provide some information.”

Nick Fury said seriously, “There’s information that they’re plotting something, do you know anything about it?”

“I have no idea.” Remy LeBo shook his wrist and said, “Don’t you guys know where I am?”

“If you know anything useful, please tell us.” Nick Fury lowered his head, with a black face as if swallowed by darkness, he could not see any expression: “They are recently engaged in some plan, if it succeeds, there will be many people dead.”

Remy LeBo was stunned, the shaking glass stopped, he tried hard to see Nick Fury’s expression, but found that nothing could be seen except a black face.

After a deep breath, he said, “I heard that the voices in Hellfire are not harmonious, and the White Emperor and the Black Emperor have different opinions.”

Nick Fury’s eyes lit up and said, “That’s important news, thanks.”

Remy Lebo frowned: “You said many people will die, what are their plans?”

“How do I know?” Nick Fury looked up, with a smile on his face.

Looking at the other party’s expression, Remy LeBo could not know that the other person was bluffing him just now. He hummed and said, “It’s okay, just leave.”

“After knowing each other for so long, you’re still so unpredictable.” Nick Fury looked at the wine on the table, raised his glass and said, “I happen to be fine, and you happen to be unaccompanied.”

Squeezed his eyes at Remy LeBo and said: “Perfect match!”

Remy LeBo looked deeply and said, “You are more shameless than me!”

“Thanks!” Nick Fury didn’t care, instead he laughed, “Look, if we have something common, we can have a good conversation.”

“……”

……

A month later, the kids’ summer vacation was over.

“Ding ding ding!”

The noisy bell rang, Eric’s palm squeezed, and the alarm clock instantly shattered.

Then, his sleepy eyes froze loosely and he shrieked out.

“Ah!”

He looked at the alarm clock that had turned into pieces, with a heartbroken look.

This alarm clock was only replaced by him, and it was still deducted from his pocket money.

Now, his pocket money was even less.

Listening to his miserable screams, Charles got up indignantly and was about to provoke the other party without measuring himself when he saw the broken alarm clock and laughed gloatingly.

When Eric looked at him hard, he shut his mouth again in time.

“Hee hee!”

Showing a pleasing smile to Eric, Charles quickly put on his clothes and said, “It’s the first day of the new semester, you can’t be late for school.”

Eric grumpily scratched his hair and said, “I know, no need to remind you.”

The two dressed quickly, grabbed and finished washing up, ate breakfast under Mike’s supervision, rode their bikes away with Clark, and then at the town intersection, after separating from Clark, who was already in high school, the two yelled and rode in a race toward school.

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