Taking advantage of the second opportunity to open the door, two spider drones crawled in through the crack of the door, hid in a suitable position, and passed on the situation in the room.
Lamar turned his back to Phil, poured some potion into the wine glass, and then picked up two glasses of wine and walked towards his "prey".
Luke put his hand on his forehead: What's the matter
He didn't think Phil would be so foolish to be tricked, but people like Rama wouldn't show any face.
Drugs will not work, he will use violence without hesitation.
Will Phil let a black slag bully him? Obviously impossible.
Thinking of this, Luke sighed, got up and walked outside the bar.
It was really going to make a big fuss, and he could only get the information out of Iron Hand Rama's mind as soon as possible.
How much you can gain depends on luck.
Let Phil betray his "beauty"? Luke couldn't do it, and Phil couldn't do the same.
Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. have no rules for py transactions with criminals unless it is a personal hobby.
In the luxury suite on the basement floor, Phil was smiling all over his face, watching Lama who brought the wine.
The Thousand Faces No. 1 model, coupled with his signature smile, presents a different kind of... allure in front of Rama.
Yes, at this moment, Model No. 1's light-colored short hair and strong body, with a neutral and masculine beauty, combined with a gentle smile, are as wonderful as the taste of a cocktail.
Rama admitted that he was moved.
It's a pity that after being rejected by this "Lanny" several times in a row, he didn't have the patience to play any pursuits.
As a woman, if you like it, you will be given more money. If you don’t like it, you will be thrown out of the bar.
He is iron-handed Rama, he is such a ruthless iron-blooded man.
With a calm expression on his face, Phil stretched out his hands to take the wine glass, and thanked softly: "Thank you, Lamar, I didn't expect my dancing skills to be so recognized by you. But I need to think about the long-term contract."
A smug light flashed in Lama's eyes, and he said perfunctorily, "No, Lanny, I can see your dancing skills, and I appreciate it very much...huh?"
His eyes suddenly fell on his right arm that was passing the wine, and "Lanny"'s left hand fell there.
"Her" hands are wearing a pair of black thin gloves, reaching to the elbows, which was added by "Lanny" herself, saying that this can highlight "her"'s c-position demeanor.
Rama also approved of this combination. Against the backdrop of the black long gloves, the pair of arms are more white and charming.
But at this moment, the five fingers of the black glove were like needles, piercing the skin of his right forearm, and then piercing deeply into the muscle.
The smile of "Lanny" in front of her was still so gentle, no different from before.
Feeling the danger, Rama opened his eyes, clenched his teeth, and swung his left fist at "her".
The black fist pulled out an afterimage in the air, and it arrived instantly.
Phil's complexion changed, and while raising his right arm, he pulled Lama's right arm with his left hand, and he used his strength to hide to the opponent's right side, keeping himself as far away from that terrible fist as possible.
But the speed of the opponent's left fist was beyond imagination.
Just when Phil raised his right arm, it was already hit hard.
Click!
Phil only felt a numbness in his right arm, followed by a huge pain.
He resolutely gave up on continuing to lock on Rama's right arm, and quickly retreated following the huge fist force.
With the sound of ping-pong, his body knocked open the coffee table, and fell onto a single sofa.
The huge inertia brought him over with the sofa.
The big black man outside the door who brought Phil in vaguely heard the movement, but he didn't intend to go in at all. Instead, he laughed: "Wow, didn't Boss Rama say he would be gentle this time? Don't be afraid to make such a big noise again." Dead man."
Immediately, he couldn't help swallowing when he thought of "Lanny"'s strong body: "These niangs are really strong, the boss is blessed."
…
At this moment, on the roof opposite the bar, there were suddenly intensive gunshots.
Four or five automatic weapons fired at the same time, smashing the glass windows on the upper floors of the opposite bar to pieces.
In less than a few seconds, almost all the big black men watching the scene in the bar received the notification of the attack on the walkie-talkie and began to rush upstairs and the back door.
Forget about the gate, just the dense gunfire, going out from there is most likely to turn into a hornet's nest in seconds.
The guests in the bar were completely unaware of the movement outside. The loud music and the double-layer soundproof door divided the inside and the outside into two worlds.
Luke, who was invisible, took advantage of the opportunity of these big black men to open the door, entered the small door, and touched the basement floor.
The defense of the basement floor is not strict, it is only of a very ordinary level, and it is not at the same level as the second basement floor.
Luke's invisibility system is effective enough on the basement floor where the light source is not very sufficient.
At this time, he issued an order to the spider drone to cut off the power supply of the bar.
At the same time, the bar's daily power and backup power, including the basement floor, went completely dark in an instant.
In the room, the battle between Lamar and Phil has also entered an extremely dangerous state.
Feeling the gradual paralysis of his body, Lama knew that his chances were running out. While roaring, he stepped on the concrete floor with a bang, and hit Phil again with his left fist.
Phil's right arm drooped and he couldn't lift it up at all.
He knew he was a bit careless this time, but he didn't expect Rama's "iron hand" to be such a terrifying mechanical arm, and his body could resist strong anesthetics.
And Phil's pair of black thin gloves are just nano-gloves, which are first-rate in support, but have no strength bonus at all.
So he can only move quickly and use the environment to fight back.
But Rama's roar made his heart sink.
If the other party calls his subordinates, the nano gloves can't stop the bullets, and the other party can block him in the room and beat him into a sieve.
What's more terrible is that Lama's action speed soared at the same time, and he couldn't hide for long.
Although the situation was critical, Phil still did not panic.
As an old secret agent, I have encountered such life-and-death situations too many times, and my nerves have long been as hard as steel.
Until the last moment, he will not give up even a chance.
Suddenly, the room was plunged into darkness.
Phil was startled, but there were two faint red lights on the opposite side.
He moved away from them subconsciously, and dodged a punch from Rama.
With a flash of inspiration in his mind, Phil knew what the two red lights were—they were Lama's eyes.
This also proves once again that Rama is not an ordinary person!
After understanding this, Phil quickly stepped back according to the location of the furniture in his memory.
Losing his light wasn't necessarily a bad thing for him.
Both sides can't see it, so naturally the stronger and faster one will suffer more.
But the red light representing Rama's eyes continued to rush towards him without any pause.
Phil cursed secretly, guessing that the other party might have night vision.
Although the room was dark, there was still a faint light emitted by some electrical appliances, which was enough for some night vision devices to work.
It's just that Lama only relies on his eyes for night vision. Is this some kind of superpower
At this moment, he stumbled, his calf bumped into some furniture, and his body fell backwards involuntarily.