Luke took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth with it. He looked weird and stared at the dancer in the center of the stage.
He barely controlled his expression, raised his hand and knocked on the bar, with a five-dollar bill pressing on his fingertips.
The bartender turned his head.
Luke: “Let me ask you a little question.”
The bartender looked at the bills in his hand and frowned.
But due to Luke's current size and appearance, he still walked over and asked, "What do you want to know?"
Luke gestured, "What's the name of the short-haired beauty on the stage? When did she come? I don't think I saw her the last time I came."
When the bartender heard the question, he immediately understood.
Giving him five dollars for this news is already very generous. Most people wouldn't give him a cent if they asked him this kind of question.
His attitude improved.asxs.: "Her name is Lanny, and she has only been here in the past few days. But she is very proud and only dances this kind of serious dance. So far, no one can go home with her, let alone climb into her bed!"
On the stage, that "Lani" was shaking her head and winking at the audience, and Luke's eyes twitched.
“… I’m not waiting for you, Baby, to give me it yerous…” The music floated into his ears.
Hearing this answer, he decisively flicked the five-dollar knife in his hand, his eyes twitching: Go back with him? Climb into his bed? Even Rama may not be able to do this.
Seeing that he paid so straightforwardly, the bartender also wanted to take a break, so he stopped what he was doing and continued to chat: "These women are really powerful. See her thighs, so strong and powerful that they can definitely break a person's waist. Look at this powerful swing, it must have been professionally "trained", the frequency is definitely high, if I sit on it myself..."
Lanny's chassis was shaking vigorously on the stage, and the electronic music was singing tirelessly: "... with the taste of your lips, I'm ooxigue slipping mine..."
Luke's face immediately darkened.
He had just reached into his pocket with his right hand and took out something like a pen, which he pointed at the bartender from under his left armpit.
A thin black needle shot out silently from the tip of the pen. The bartender was still saying something, but in less than a second his pupils lost focus and his legs went limp and he fell on the bar.
Luke calmly put his hands back into his pockets, and on a whim, he put the special agent pen and the anesthetic needle into the space. At the same time, he seemed startled and looked at the bartender.
Soon two big black men came over and checked the bartender: "He's not dead, he seems to be unconscious."
The other big black man stared at Luke, his hand already on the handle of the gun under his baggy T-shirt.
Luke pouted, "Come on, haven't you touched a woman in this bar in a few years? Isn't it just about how "hot" Lanny is that she can get so excited that she faints."
The big black man was stunned. They all knew that the bartender was secretly coveting the newcomer, Lanny, but he failed to seduce her and he had a history of passing out due to excessive drinking.
The squatting man also completed the examination: "No blood, no external injuries."
Forget about the guns. There was no smell of gunpowder in the air.
The two big black men took out their walkie-talkies and yelled a few words helplessly, then carried the unconscious bartender into the small door next to them.
Luke shrugged and turned his head to look at the three people who were dancing passionately on the stage.
But he did not forget to ask Ah Fu: "Did you record the dance video of our dear Miss Lanny? Make sure there are no omissions or distorted screen."
Ah Fu: "Master, rest assured. Bat No. 7 and Bat No. 8 captured everything from two angles. It will definitely become Miss Lanny's lifelong collection."
Luke hummed, "Forget it, just put it in the database if nothing else."
Ah Fu: "Master, I thought you would give it to Mr. Phil as a birthday present. It would be such a waste."
Luke laughed in his heart: Phil would probably not even celebrate his birthday and would die with me.
Yes! Lani, the one in the center of the stage, is actually the number one model of Phil's Thousand Faces System.
This hot chick with short hair and fierce looks was specially picked by Luke, and she is recognizable at the first sight.
Having said that, an association emerged in his mind: Could it be that Phil came here for the same goal as himself
Now Phil and Batman are brothers in distress, both of whom have been "sacrificed".
The only thing he was responsible for was secretly investigating Hydra within S.H.I.E.L.D.
Claudia and Rama? Hydra and the American "big backer"? There seems to be a real connection between them.
A secret organization like Hydra wouldn't mind making billions of dollars in unrecorded black money every year.
Luke also has a lot of things to do, and he has to use untraceable black money to complete them, and he will not use the funds from the mobile phone company.
His opponents don't need any evidence. As long as they can find clues, they will kill the wrong person and not let him go.
Therefore, no matter what kind of confidentiality and money laundering, it is better to distinguish them completely from the source, which is the safest way.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Phil who was about to finish his dance on the stage: Should I contact him
How should I say this? He hesitated: Because I saw you dancing part-time in a bar with my own eyes, I didn't expect you to be like this, Coulson? Phil wouldn't commit suicide in anger!
In this way, before committing suicide, he might even kill some ignorant witness!
Quickly rejecting this unreliable idea, Luke decided to wait and see and wait for his chance to act.
For Phil, it doesn't matter if I delay it for a day or two this time.
I didn't expect it! As soon as he got the Thousand Faces System, Phil, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, actually began to liberate himself. This can be considered... a pleasant surprise? Lu concluded in his heart and took a sip of beer again.
Of course, he was now facing the bar.
It would be nice to have that video as a souvenir, and then let him watch Phil dancing passionately with his own eyes. That scene... was extremely "heartbreaking".
Ah Fu sent a reminder: "Master, Spiders 1 to 6 have entered the underground level. There are simple alarm devices, but it does not affect their infiltration."
Luke hummed, indicating that he understood.
The prefix "bat" refers to drones that can fly, and the prefix "spider" refers to reptile drones.
With his current technology, the body of a reptile spider drone can be made less than ten millimeters - of course, it will be much larger after the mechanical legs are unfolded.
This is also sufficient as a means of reconnaissance, especially for drilling into cracks and holes. It is much more convenient than a flying bat drone.
Ah Fu: "We have found the second underground floor. There are relatively complete detection equipment. The Spider Team needs time to find the passage."
Luke didn't care and waited silently.
Since it has been decided to give Phil a chance to perform, no, a chance to show off, he is no longer in a hurry.
At this moment, the song on the stage ended, and the flat-headed hot girl that Phil transformed into using the Thousand Faces System Model No. 1 was called away, leaving only the remaining two female dancers to start the next dance.
Iron Hand Rama also stood up from the booth and walked into the small door.
Luke looked at the scene in the basement and couldn't help scratching his head.
Phil was taken to the basement by a big black man and then led into a room.
Then... Rama also arrived and followed into the room.