When ward returned to the bar, Skye didn''t notice his expression. It was a little different from that just now. He just joked:
"Hey, I thought you stole away..."
"Uh?"
Ward was a little stunned, then pretended to be calm and said, "Oh, I just answered a phone call, so... By the way, I have something urgent. I may have to go first."
"Ah? You don''t want to leave me alone? You asked a girl out and went first. It''s like..."
Before Skye finished, ward interrupted her:
"Sorry, I''ll drink next time."
Leaving such a sentence, ward hurried to the door of the bar, leaving only Skye with an ignorant face.
Seeing ward leave, Skye couldn''t help muttering:
"Have I been stood up to my face?"
。。。
Out of the bar, a cold wind came to ward''s face, which made Ward''s slightly drunk brain wake up.
Shaking his head, ward took off his long legs and strode towards the black Audi parked not far away.
Boom
With a low engine sound, the car drove slowly north.
Sitting in the driver''s seat, holding the steering wheel with both hands, Ward''s thoughts had already drifted into the distance.
。。。
Time goes back a few minutes ago
"Ward, we need to talk."
Hearing a male voice on the other end of the phone, ward asked:
"Who are you?"
"I''m Sitwell. Where are you now?"
Hearing each other''s name, combined with his deja vu voice, ward was a little stunned and then asked tentatively:
"Sir, I''m a little inconvenient now..."
Before ward finished, the other party immediately said:
“HailHydra！”
Hearing this slogan, ward subconsciously raised his eyebrows and immediately responded:
“HailHydra！”
After finishing the slogan, Sitwell at the other end of the phone said in an ordered tone, "agent ward, I need you to go to XX Street on Broadway right now. I have a task for you."
"Received..."
Drop!!!
A harsh car flute awakened ward from his memory.
Looking at the green traffic lights in front of him and the car honking at him behind the rearview mirror, ward couldn''t help but step on the accelerator and continue to drive forward
。。。
Along Broadway, all the way north, Ward''s black Audi finally stopped in front of a private building.
Looking up at the brightly lit building, ward frowned slightly, then pushed open the door and entered the hall.
Standing at the front desk is a blonde.
Before ward asked, the other party smiled and said first:
"Mr. ward, Mr. Sitwell is waiting for you up there. You can see him directly by taking the VIP elevator over there."
According to the instructions of the other party, ward took the VIP elevator and went straight to the 25th floor.
As soon as the elevator door opened, you saw a luxury suite with simple structure and complete furniture and appliances.
On the sofa in the living room, a brown haired man was looking at ward with his legs crossed and a smile.
The scene in front of him made Ward''s expression instantly solemn and asked in a deep voice:
"Leon, what''s going on?"
Facing Ward''s question, Lyon didn''t give a positive answer. He just pointed to the single sofa opposite and said:
"Don''t worry, sit down and have a drink first..."
While talking, he picked up the whisky on the tea table and poured half a glass of wine into an empty glass.
Vaguely touching his back, trying to resist the strong uneasiness in his heart, ward went into the living room, sat down on the sofa opposite Lyon.
Pushing the glass in Ward''s direction, Leon picked up his glass, shook it, and said with a smile:
"You seem surprised. Didn''t expect to call you, not Sitwell, but me?"
Hearing the speech, Ward''s eyes changed slightly. While extending his hand to his back, he pretended to be relaxed and said, "Sitwell? I don''t know what you''re talking about..."
"Of course you know. Didn''t you dare to come here only after you confirmed my identity..."
Speaking of half, Leon''s voice has become the voice of the eighth level secret agent "bald brother" Sitwell of the s.h.i.e.l.d!
"Hailhydra! Agent ward!"
The voice hasn''t fallen, the change is steep!
With a sharp eye, ward suddenly pulled out a Glock 18 from his back waist, pointed the muzzle of the gun at the center of Lyon''s eyebrow and pulled the trigger!
Bang bang!
Three shots in a row, suddenly stopped!
After the gunshot, ward seemed to see a ghost and was stunned.
The finger on the trigger, but how dare not continue to pull.
Opposite him, Leon, sitting on the sofa, was still in a leisurely manner, crossing his legs and drinking whisky.
The only difference was that his empty right hand held his fist tightly.
"It''s very impolite to interrupt others when they are talking, you know?"
As he spoke, Leon stretched out his right hand and loosened his clenched fist.
The next second, from his hands, several flattened yellow cancan warheads fell on the tea table, making a clear sound of "clang clang".
These sounds also instantly broke Ward''s courage to continue shooting.
Putting Glock 18 in his hand on the tea table, ward stared at Lyon and asked:
"Are you going to kill me?"
"Just because you''re a hydra? No, I''m not going to do that." Leon then said, "besides, if I wanted to kill you, I would have done it..."
In this sentence, ward immediately captured a very important message: the other party had already known his hidden identity!
However, he asked himself that he usually performed very well and had no flaws.
Therefore, ward hesitated a little and asked the biggest doubt in his heart: "how did you know?"
After taking a sip of whisky, Lyon said:
"It doesn''t matter. The important thing is that I know not only that you are a hydra, but also everything about you, of course, including your direct online, who is..."
Hearing the speech, ward suddenly looked up, stared at Lyon with his eyes, and said in a deep voice:
"I warn you not to involve him!"
Ignoring Ward''s head threat, Leon just shrugged, stood up, came to ward, patted him on the shoulder and said meaningfully:
"It depends on your choice..."
"I have to say, Garrett is lucky to have such a obedient..."
Just then, a "Ding" came from the elevator.
"Ha, speak of Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive!"
As soon as the voice fell, the elevator door slowly opened, and another Hydra lurking in the s.h.i.e.l.d., John Garrett, came out with a puzzled face.
Seeing this, Ward''s face changed greatly and exclaimed:
"John?!"