Meiman: Weaving myths, starting from urban legends

It took Coulson a full half an hour to even show Chu Mu a copy of the logistics department’s information, which convinced Chu Mu that there was no money printing machine in S.H.I.E.L.D.

Looking at Chu Mu’s extremely disappointed eyes, Coulson’s heart jumped, secretly glad that he might have prevented a huge federal crime that could affect the entire country’s economy.

“So where did you get all this money?” Chu Mu did not believe that Coulson’s status as a senior agent could allow him to receive millions of salaries every month.

“The funding of a secret mission, if you want to know what the mission is, maybe…” Coulson also wanted Rachumu to join his secret operations team.

However.

His words are not finished.

Chu Mu took the small stack of mission funds he gave and turned around and left the office, leaving only to turn his head and pour water, and halfway through the words, he suddenly found that Coulson, who was gone, was speechless.

Finish your lunch meal.

Chu Mu was not in a hurry to go out.

After all.

No one wants to go out to work in a hot and hot environment. Of course, there is also a trivial reason that the missing people in Coulson’s information always disappear at night, and the road bar where hippies like to gather is only open at nightfall.

“Eat and drink at public expense! I feel like Coulson is about to offer you as an ancestor! When subordinates can do your part! You really are my eternal idol! ”

Janma Simmons’ expression was very pompous.

“You little sunspot, go far.”

Chu Mu was still thinking about the color-changing ink.

“When will I be valued by Coulson like you, endless reports, endless invasion of private photo albums, I didn’t choose a computer to do these things.”

Leofitz was also assigned a regular task by Coulson just now, which is to hack into the mobile phone and computer of a congressman to collect criminal evidence.

These years.

Leofitz has performed similar tasks too many times, and he no longer wants to see how despicable politicians use their toothpicks to wrestle with poorly acted women.

“Maybe you can upload those photos and videos online, and I think you can get a good profit.” Janma Simmons had a bad idea.

“Oh, then you and Chu will have to visit me in federal prison, I don’t want to go to jail for this, at least five years of imprisonment is a price I can’t afford.”

Leofitz was obviously not without similar thoughts, but he was too frightened to act at the price he might have to pay.

“Why do you think we’ll visit you?”

Janma Simmons looked amazed.

“yes, do you think our time is worthless’?” Chu Mu glanced back at Leofitz and continued to play the sixth-order Rubik’s Cube in his hand.

“Okay, that’s human warmth, I understand.”

With a wounded expression, Leofitz turned his chair again and cracked the private photo album of the councillor, he now felt that making fake documents to go out for consumption was not so fragrant.

Being able to get money from S.H.I.E.L.D. and go out to spend is something he envies.

“Wow! Broke the shortest record! ”

Cracking a parliamentarian’s photo album again, Leofitz’s eyes widened directly, and he saw pictures in the album that did not conform to Darwin’s theory of evolution.

“Are you sure… Does he have anything else? ”

Chu Mu leaned over with a strange expression.

“Yes.”

Leofitz zoomed in on the picture and proved to Chu Mu and Janma Simmons that this congressman was not cut more when he cut the bract skin as a child.

“I admire … This woman. ”

Janma Simmons looked at the woman in the picture who looked like she was about to ascend to heaven, and she directly gave a thumbs up, feeling that the real actors are not in Hollywood.

……

When everyone is off work.

Chu Mu once again rushed to the post of field service.

Before leaving.

He also took two fuel cards from the logistics department. Even if the fuel card is not used up in the field work this time, changing hands to the online trading platform can create an additional income.

For most of S.H.I.E.L.D.’s old agents, such an operation can only be regarded as a basic operation, anyway, the large amount of funds left by S.H.I.E.L.D. will always disappear inexplicably every year.

If you don’t take it, I won’t take it, then you have to let Commissioner Geng take it.

You say yes.

Nick. Fury.

“I need an M1911 pistol, as well as a Barrett, preferably another Barrett bullet with five hundred rounds of pistol ammunition and two magazines.”

When Chu Mu received the equipment, he also encountered difficulties from the logisticians.

“Do you know what you’re talking about? Don’t tell me you’re going to fight a world war! The logistician rolled his eyes with an attitude that he didn’t want Bird Chu Mu at all.

“Friend, have you ever been on field duty? Do you understand field service? Do you know how many crises are brewing out there? “Chu Mu actually just doesn’t like the attitude of the logistics staff.

But.

This does not prevent him from occupying the moral high ground. Is there something wrong with what you said? There are indeed many crises brewing out there, and what he wants to investigate is a supernatural event.

“I can only give you a pistol, and two magazines for bullets.”

The logisticians were slow to distribute the firepower needed by Chu Mu.

No way.

Chu Mu could only make a phone call to Coulson, and then the logistics department received instructions from his superiors, so he distributed equipment to Chu Mu with a “dog in the day” expression.

“It’s not over sooner.” (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Chu Mu was very satisfied with the equipment he received from the logistics department.

“Who knew you were a relative…”

You can see it.

The employees of S.H.I.E.L.D. also have a deep understanding of human feelings.

……

Just as Chu Mu was driving to the mission destination.

As the sun gradually goes down.

On the interstate in which he was driving.

The sky that was originally relatively clear soon became covered with dark clouds, and with the complete setting of the sun, a large number of dark clouds gathered together to form a dark cloud rolling posture.

“What the hell weather!”

Chu Mu drove the jeep quickly on the vast road, seeing the torrential rain pouring, and soon the visibility of the car became outrageously low.

There was no way for Chu Mu to reduce the speed of the car and drive for several hours before arriving at the destination that he should have arrived at two hours ago.

“Where this bar was built… It’s also too down-to-earth. ”

Chu Mu saw the bar standing in the wilderness, it was hard for him to imagine that such a bar could actually make money, and the customers inside were all people who didn’t watch movies or TV series?

Everything terrible happens in movies is in this kind of place.

For example, well-known IDs.

For example, Texas chainsaw massacre or something.

“Obscure.”

Chu Mu didn’t think there would be any delicious dinner in such a place, he parked his jeep on the side of the road, and walked to the bar with a black umbrella.

“Gee, an Asian boy with fine skin and tender flesh, we don’t have your favorite blonde here, and people who want to have fun are not welcome here.”

The bartender standing under the eaves of the bar was very burly and strong, with a big thick chain around his neck, and Chu Mu could tell at a glance that he was cheating like those social brothers in his previous life.

Shakin’s is quite a bit of a card.

The large iron chain that can be dyed gold is very cheap.

“As you can see, I can’t drive in this damn weather, I’m thirsty and hungry right now, and I just want to get some rest and eat something.”

Chu Mu now plays a bad luck urban white-collar worker who suspects that this place is carrying out human trafficking activities, otherwise who would open the bar in a place where such birds do not.

Don’t quack the waist.

Take the head to make money?

“You can see that you are embarrassed, but our bar is not open to outsiders, this is not racist, but only angels are allowed to step into it.”

The burly strong man was carrying a wine bottle in his hand, and he directly raised his hand to block Chu Mu’s way, and the angels he said were not races and lives in the true sense.

Rather, it is a subculture of hippies who like to wear jackets with wings, so they like to bragg about calling themselves angels.

“I don’t think… You know what an angel is. ”

Chu Muhu glanced at the burly strong man suspiciously, he originally thought that this was a waist processing factory, but now it seems that the people in this bar are actually not very interested in the waist?

Otherwise.

What waist processor would turn down a pair of healthy waists from Asia? Everyone around the world knows that Asians, who have strict drug control, have the healthiest waist.

“Listen, I don’t want to talk more nonsense with you here, you either leave quickly, or I’ll let you know what the consequences of provoking someone like me is.”

The burly strong man’s gaze was fierce, and he gave Chu Mu a warning spoon.

“This is not where the law can work, and if you are buried in a mound of dirt, even if it is turned into fertilizer, no police will find any murderer.”

The burly bartender strong man revealed his skeleton tattoo, and his words made Chu Mu’s eyes light up, didn’t this find out where the missing person went?

“Now, leave us this…”

The burly bartender’s words were not finished.

A large-caliber desert eagle hit his chin directly.