Although Remy LeBeau is a gambler and occasionally a thief, he is a person who values commitment. Otherwise, if he was useless, Mike would not be sitting here drinking with him.
An organization
Mike instantly thought of SHIELD.
"S.H.I.E.L.D.?"
Remi LeBeau looked at Mike in surprise and said, "Have you been annoyed by them too?"
"That's not true." Mike said proudly: "I have always been my farmer, how could I be noticed by them?"
Remy LeBeau glanced at Mike enviously.
Mike changed the subject and said, "By the way, where's Logan? Aren't you two in Las Vegas together?"
"He stayed there for half a year and then left." Remy LeBeau took a leisurely sip of wine and said, "You know, wolves don't stay in one place for a long time."
Unless, he decides that is where he belongs.
"Anyway, the last time I contacted him was before I brought this damn thing." Remy LeBeau looked at the wristband with disgust and said, "I thought he would contact you."
Mike shook his head.
Suddenly, the phone rang from Remi LeBeau.
Remy LeBeau glanced at the number and picked up the call with a look of displeasure.
"Oh, I did it, you know! I won't mess around! Damn it! Do you want me to watch them beat those unlucky people to death?"
"What? Are you coming to find me?"
"Bullshit mission!"
After cursing, he hung up the phone, looked at Mike helplessly, and said, "I can't even drink to my heart's content."
"I'll leave first and contact you when I have time."
Mike didn't want to run into someone from SHIELD. They had just exchanged contact information.
Remi LeBeau shouted loudly: "Don't forget to pay!"
Mike reached out and nodded to Remy LeBeau with a smile, walked to the bar, paid the money, ordered another bottle of wine for the other party, turned around and walked out of the bar.
When he walked outside the bar door, he looked up at the sun that was about to set and murmured: "I have to go back quickly."
Suddenly, an elongated figure fell on him, making his vision darken.
Mike looked around and saw a black man wearing a black suit and short hair walking towards the bar. He walked past him and walked into the bar.
When the other party walked into the bar, Mike couldn't help laughing.
This is Nick Fury with two eyes!
When he saw Coulson, he thought about when he would see the Coin Director, but he didn't expect to see him here.
Also, the future director with hair looks good.
However, it is still quite insidious.
I just called and said I was looking for him, and he showed up right away.
This means that when he made the call, he was already nearby, even at the door of the bar.
If Mike had taken one step slower, he would have been seen sitting with Remi LeBeau.
At that time, secret investigation will be inevitable.
Of course, Mike can use skills to cut this memory.
"This guy is an old coin..."
Mike whispered, drove away quickly in his new car.
Inside the bar.
Remy LeBeau had just watched Mike leave when he saw the bastard who was responsible for supervising him and assigning him tasks come in.
"Remy, you seem to be in a good mood today."
"Who said that? Did I tell you? Also, please call me Mr. LeBeau."
Nick Fury didn't care and said, "If you're in a good mood, I invite my friends here for a drink."
As he said that, he sat opposite Remy LeBeau, picked up the glass that Mike had just used, turned it aside, asked the waiter for a new glass, poured himself a glass of wine, looked around, and said: " Where is your friend?"
"How can I have any friends!" Remy LeBeau said lightly, "Tell me, what do you want from me?"
Seeing Remy LeBeau change the subject, Nick Fury took a sip of wine and said, "The wine is good."
Seeing Remy LeBeau's eyes twitch, Nick Fury smiled and said: "Don't worry, there is no new mission, I'm just asking you for some information."
"Um?"
"The hellfire thing."
"Then you've got the wrong person. I'm not familiar with them."
Remy LeBeau swung his glass, ice cubes clinking in it, with a sarcastic smile on his face.
"But you can still provide some information."
Nick Fury said seriously: "There is intelligence that shows they are plotting something. Do you know any information?"
"I don't know." Remy LeBeau shook his wrist and said, "Don't you know where I am?"
"If you know any useful information, please tell us." Nick Fury lowered his head, his dark face seemed to be swallowed up by the darkness, and no expression could be seen clearly: "What plan are they working on recently? If it succeeds, A lot of people are going to die.”
Remy LeBeau was startled for a moment, and the shaking of the wine glass stopped. He tried hard to see Nick Fury's expression clearly, but found that he could see nothing but blackness.
He groaned and said: "I heard that the voices in the hellfire are not harmonious, and the White Emperor and the Black Emperor have different opinions."
Nick Fury's eyes lit up and he said: "This news is very important, thank you."
Remy LeBeau 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 LeBeau still didn't know that the other party was bluffing him. He snorted softly and said, "It's okay, just leave quickly."
"We've known each other for so long, and you're still so unkind." Nick Fury looked at the wine on the table, raised his glass, and said, "I happen to be fine, and you happen to have no one to accompany you."
He winked at Remy LeBeau and said, "A perfect match!"
Remy LeBeau looked deeply and said: "You are more shameless than me!"
"Thank you!" Nick Fury didn't care, but smiled: "Look, with common ground, we can have a good chat."
“…”
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A month later, the children's summer vacation ended.
"Ding ding ding!"
The noisy ringtone rang, Eric squeezed his palm, and the alarm clock shattered instantly.
Then, he paused sleepily for a moment and screamed.
"ah!"
He looked at the alarm clock that had been turned into pieces with a distressed look on his face.
He had just replaced the alarm clock, and it was deducted from his pocket money.
This time, his pocket money was even less.
Listening to his screams, Charles stood up angrily, and when he was about to provoke the other party without knowing his own strength, he saw the broken alarm clock and laughed happily.
When Eric looked at him fiercely, he closed his mouth in time.
"whee!"
Showing a flattering smile to Eric, Charles quickly put on his clothes and said, "Today is the first day of the new semester. You can't be late for school."
Eric grabbed his hair angrily and said, "I know, you don't need to remind me."
The two quickly got dressed, rushed to wash up, finished breakfast under Mike's supervision, and left on bicycles with Clark. Then at the crossroads of the town, after separation from Clark, who was already in middle school, the two shouted. The little screamer rode his bike and rushed towards the school.