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Chapter 151: Bathroom Fight! (Please give me a monthly ticket!)
Roy, who had a keen sense of perception, immediately noticed something strange behind him. He tightly grasped the pistol sleeve with his left hand and grabbed Walker's collar with his right hand. Relying on his own tremendous strength, he forcibly swapped the body of Walker, who was 1 meters tall and weighed more than 85 kilograms, with his own body.

[Stay alert: Insight +1]

As the two CIA agents raised their pistols and prepared to aim, they found that their immediate superior had his back to them, and his large body blocked the shooting angle.

Walker and Roy faced each other and their eyes met. It was not until then that Walker vaguely realized that the man who attacked him looked familiar.

"you……"

Without giving Walker a chance to speak, Roy rushed forward against Walker's body. Seeing this, the two CIA agents who had just entered the room immediately rushed forward.

When the two sides were only 1 meter apart, Roy turned his wrist outward, forcing Walker to drop the pistol. Roy, who was holding the pistol slide, threw the pistol directly as a projectile.

The pistol spun in the air and hit one of them in the face with a snap. The throw was so powerful that blood gushed out of his mouth and nose. His head tilted back, his body fell backward in the air, and he fell heavily on the tiled floor.

[Throwing Attack: Throwing Proficiency +1]

A backhand slap hit Walker on the cheek. In an instant, Walker's face was distorted, and ripples like water waves began to appear on his skin. A tooth flew out of his mouth and his body rotated 360 degrees on the spot.

The armed agent raised his gun and aimed at Roy.

How could Roy, who was quick to react, give this man a chance? He had never been defeated by anyone in close combat.

He took a step forward, grabbed the opponent's pistol slide, pressed the buckle on the gun body with his thumb, and pushed forward. In an instant, the opponent's pistol slide was separated from the gun body.

While the other party was stunned, Roy pressed the magazine eject button, and the pistol magazine slid out of the grip. He caught the falling magazine with his right hand, turned 360 degrees in a half-squatting position, and smashed the man's eyes with his raised right hand holding the magazine.

The magazine hit the man's eye socket straight in the air. With a howl of pain, the CIA agent in front of him fell to the ground and his body began to twitch.

[Ultimate Dodge: Dodge +1]

I have to say that this CIA agent named Augustus Walker is quite capable, at least he has strong ability to withstand blows.

Walker wiped the blood from his mouth and nose with his hand, turned around, bent forward, hugged Roy's waist, and used the inertia of the forward rush to push Roy directly into one of the bathroom partitions.

Another agent climbed to his feet and rushed into the partition as well.

Three people squeezed into the small bathroom partition in an instant.

Roy's back was against the toilet tank, and his legs couldn't stand straight.

Facing close combat with two well-trained CIA agents, Roy hit the abdomen with his right hook, the abdomen with his left hook, and the cheek with an uppercut.

Seeing that the other party had moved away, Roy immediately kicked out with his left leg and kicked the man out of the bathroom.

Seeing this, Walker used an elbow to hit Roy on the head.

Because the space was narrow and there was no room to dodge, Roy used his head to take Walker's almost full-strength elbow attack.

boom--

Walker's right elbow hit Roy's forehead.

The next second, Walker quickly retracted his elbow and rubbed his right elbow with his left hand, making a "hissing" sound.

Fuck!! What the hell is this, a piece of iron?

[Damage received: Bone hardness +1]

While Walker was rubbing his elbow, Roy grabbed Walker's head with both hands and then used his head to hit the opponent's head.

boom--

Walker's eyes were full of stars.

Roy did not use his full strength against Walker because he was afraid of killing him. For the CIA operations chief, Roy wanted to keep him alive, or at least able to speak.

At the same time, several CIA field agents rushed into the bathroom to provide support. Seeing that their boss was being beaten, they quickly rushed over.

Roy pushed the dizzy Walker away and hit the agent's left cheek with his right fist. The force of the punch was firmly absorbed by the opponent's left cheek. The fist, as hard as a block of iron, directly tore the man's facial skin. The teeth wrapped in the facial skin fell off from the gums under the huge impact of the force.

As his face twisted and deformed, tiny cracks appeared on his skull. The brain was separated from the mucous membrane tissue under the strong impact, and Roy directly caused subarachnoid hemorrhage.

[Fighting: Fighting proficiency +1]

After knocking this man down, Roy lowered his head to avoid the second man's swinging punch. While squatting, he used the strength of his waist and abdomen to quickly turn 360 degrees and elbowed him to burst his liver.

The liver is a key hit part in a fight. Once hit, it is very easy to be knocked out on the spot. Roy's elbow strike was not an ordinary person's elbow strike. This strike directly shattered the liver of the man in front of him.

The liver ruptured and a huge pain instantly hit the brain. The man fell to the ground and began to twitch violently, howling in pain.

[Fighting: Fighting proficiency +1]

Roy took advantage of the situation and grabbed the arm of the next agent, and with his enormous strength, he threw him out. The man flew sideways, smashing a row of mirrors behind him.

Roy dodged the next man's punch again, then jumped over him, and his fist turned into a palm, rubbing the throat of the agent in front of him. The sound of his Adam's apple cracking reached his ears.

The next kick broke the opponent's shin bone. With a cracking sound, Roy used his left foot to kick the opponent's crotch. The sound of the balls popping was heart-breaking, and he fainted in an instant. Perhaps only a momentary coma at this moment was the greatest relief for this man. [Fighting: Fighting proficiency +1]

Suddenly, Roy felt a strong wind coming from behind him. He raised his arm to block the opponent's upward kick, and then used his right hand to grab the opponent's ankle.

Turning around, he saw that the other person was actually a female agent. Without any hesitation or discrimination, Roy dragged the other person's ankle and dragged her into a split position.

He turned over and came behind the other person, and used both hands to press down the shoulders of the female agent. With a cry of "Ah", the female agent sat on the ground with her legs split.

Roy used his knees to press against the opponent's lower back spine and pressed hard on the opponent's neck with both hands. Two consecutive cracking sounds were heard, and the cervical and lumbar vertebrae were broken at the same time.

Standing up, Roy looked at the other person with his legs spread out, his waist bent 90 degrees, and his head on the ground. He said "Ugh"...

at this time,

Someone else pushed the door and entered the bathroom.

When the man came in and saw the scene, he was stunned.

"Uh... sorry to bother you..."

He turned around, opened the bathroom door, and ran away.

Looking around the messy bathroom, more than a dozen people were lying on the cold tile floor. Some were lying on the ground, groaning; some were lying on their backs, lifeless; and some were struggling to curl up on the ground, groaning in pain.

Turning around and looking at Walker who was slowly standing up, Roy smiled. Fortunately, he didn't use too much force to beat the man to death.

Walking up to Walker, Roy grabbed his hair and dragged him to one of the few open spaces in the bathroom.

At the same time, the bathroom door was pushed open, and two tall white men in suits entered first and stood on both sides of the door at the same time.

Look at the faces of these two people, typical French white faces.

Following in behind the two men came a supermodel with blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing a white slit long skirt. Roy's stunning appearance caught his eye. This woman was none other than the White Widow who had invited Roy to the appointment.

Entering the men's bathroom, the White Widow glanced at the floor, looking at the CIA agents lying all over the floor. She smiled and then clapped her hands at Roy: "James Bond, you have great skills. You can take down so many CIA agents by yourself."

Walker, who was half lying on the ground, raised his head and saw the White Widow. He looked at her with vicious eyes and said, "Vanessa Kirby, you dare to betray me. You have to know that this is America, New York, not your France."

Hearing this, the White Widow smiled and walked forward. She squatted in front of Walker in front of Roy, patted Walker's cheek gently with her hand, and said, "I know this is New York, but so what? Aren't agents meant to be sold? What's more, you are more valuable and can be sold for a good price."

After saying this, the White Widow looked up at Roy with seductive eyes: "Is that so? Mr. James Bond."

"Vanessa Kirby!!!" Walker spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were cold, his face was as gloomy as water, and he looked like he was going to eat someone.

At this moment, seven or eight people came in from behind the White Widow, both men and women, all dressed in strange clothes. These people pulled out pistols with silencers from their waists, and when they passed by the CIA agent who was not dead yet, they pulled the trigger at his head.

As several tiny gunshots rang out, all the CIA agents in the bathroom, except Augustus Walker, were killed.

Seeing this, Walker screamed at the White Widow like crazy: "You will regret it, you will definitely regret it, Vanessa!!"

The White Widow stood up from the ground, looked at Roy, and smiled: "Your makeup is well done. My men almost didn't recognize you."

After hearing what the White Widow said, Walker, who was half lying on the ground, slowly turned around and looked at the monster behind him. After a closer look, he finally figured out who this person was and immediately murmured, "It's you..."

Looking back at the White Widow again, Walker said, "Vanessa, you betrayed me to him. Why? Was our cooperation unpleasant before? Didn't I do you enough good things before?"

The White Widow smiled and said, "That's all in the past. Capital, capital, everything has to be oriented towards capital, everything has to be oriented towards profit. If someone can offer a very high price, why can't they sell you? Who do you think you are?"

"you……"

Cough cough--

Walker was so angry that he coughed up blood again.

The White Widow gave Roy a lustful look, "Am I right? Mr. James Bond."

Roy did not speak, but kept observing the beautiful and femme fatale in front of him. He listened to every word of Vanessa, which gave him a more comprehensive and profound understanding of this French intelligence businessman.

Seeing that Roy didn't say anything, the White Widow waved her hand, and two of her men stepped forward and dragged Walker out of the bathroom in front of Roy.

Roy did not stop her. After all, this was the White Widow's territory, and he wanted to see what the other party was going to do.

The White Widow gave Roy a faint smile and slowly raised her right hand in front of Roy. Roy took the White Widow's hand.

The White Widow turned gracefully, her high heels clicking, and pulled Roy out of the bathroom.

Leaving the bathroom, the White Widow took Roy's arm and walked straight to a huge double wooden door. When passing Isabella, the White Widow glanced at Isabella's face and said, "Let your female companion come with you."

After the White Widow and Roy left, her men entered the bathroom and began to clean up the bodies inside.

The huge exquisite wooden door was opened from both sides by the bodyguards. After Roy and others entered, the exquisite wooden door slowly closed, and they walked in a corridor with exquisite and quaint decoration.

Walking through the corridor, the White Widow carried Roy into a huge concert hall. Classical music was playing in the hall. Rich people in tuxedos sat at tables of three or five. Some were drinking; some were smoking cigars and chatting with beauties beside them; some were closing their eyes to appreciate the classical music; some were...

(End of this chapter)