Wu Liuqi in Marvel

Chapter 23 The Eighth Lie of the Assassin's Rules
Wu Liuqi dropped the scissors to the ground.

"Damn! Mission failed again!"

Sylvie dropped the M82A1 to the ground.

"Damn it! Sniper rifles can't kill people these days!"

"Ah Qi, I'm going to assassinate Zemo, I'll remember that guy Adams! Never cooperate with him next time!!"

Wu Liuqi didn't get the money, and later he found out that Jin Bing's financial situation has always been in a state of loss. He didn't expect the leader of the underworld to be so shameless.

This assassination was not Wu Liuqi's fault at all, he was acted out by his teammates, who would suffer?
Wu Liuqi returned to Hell's Kitchen.

He is very tired these days, and he misses the mapo tofu at Shisan Restaurant a little bit.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Uncle Jika and the red-haired beauty who called himself a little angel. She had a big perm today.

"Mr. Wu, we meet again."

They just separated... How could this guy come back faster than himself? !
"So, what's the purpose of coming here this time?"

Wu Liuqi gave Xiao Shisan a compliment, and the proprietress understood it and entered the back kitchen.

"Actually, it's not a big deal. The main thing is to discuss about the outside organization. I told you about it a few days ago. Now, just go back and take a test with me, and you can officially join us."

Mei Hua Shisan brought up the prepared Mapo Tofu, Wu Liuqi dug a spoonful and said, "Okay, no problem, I can do it anytime."

According to Article xx of the Assassin's Code.

A good assassin needs a regular career, and he has long since given up on being a barber.

Phil and Natasha looked at each other.

"Well, is he okay?"

Natasha responded to Phil's eyes: "No problem, what's the problem?!"

Phil squeezed his eyes: "Don't be like this, anyway, you are also a level [-] agent, didn't you see something?"

Natasha shrugged: "I'm an agent, not a fortune teller. What can I tell?"

"I think that mapo tofu seems pretty good, how about we make one too?"

Phil thought for a few seconds, gave Natasha a positive look, then waved his arms and said, "It's the same for us too!"

The three wiped out two servings of tofu.

Before leaving, Phil and Wu Liuqi shook hands cordially.

"Your Chinese food is really delicious. I will pick you up in three days. Don't run around in these few days. Also, after joining us, you may not be able to take tasks casually. This is the rule of the organization. I hope You cooperate."

Wu Liuqi casually said a few perfunctory words.

Let him not accept the task? !
Stop making trouble, how can the assassin give up the mission?

According to Article [-] of the Assassin's Code.

A good assassin must learn to lie.

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Three days later, Phil drove his classic car and was waiting at the door of the hair salon early in the morning.

Wu Liuqi came out from the door and yawned lazily.

Mayfair put on sunglasses again today.

"Do you know? I'm an eighth-level agent, and there are not many newcomers who can be picked up by me personally. If there are no accidents, I will lead you in future missions."

He really looks like a senior, except for being a bit talkative, everything else is fine.

……

……

"Come on, test your punching strength." A staff member in a blue T-shirt said.

Wu Liuqi has just come here, and he heard that joining the outside organization requires a lot of tests, he doesn't know if it's true or not, but this is someone else's land card, let him test it and he will test it.

"...Boom!"

A frontal straight punch.

A cloud of dust rose from the ground.

The record of the boy in the blue overalls not changing his face.

"Next item."

Wu Liuqi walked to the treadmill.

Phil glanced at the data recorded just now.

"85kg?! It shouldn't be, the punch strength of an ordinary man should be 100kg. Could it be that Mr. Wu is hiding his clumsiness?"

Phil walked to the treadmill, and the distance he set was 5000 meters. For ordinary agents, they only need to run for 10 minutes to qualify.

10 minute has passed...

Wu Liuqi was sweating profusely from exhaustion, with one hand on his waist and the other on the shoulder of the little brother in blue.

"It can't be done, it can't be done... This thing is too tired... I can't take it, I can't take it, let's change it."

Phil glanced at the data on the treadmill.

"3256 meters?! Is Mr. Wu still hiding his clumsiness? Tsk tsk... As expected of a professional assassin, he acts so well."

The next item is combat training.

On the other hand, the personnel are ten fourth-level agents, each of whom has mastered at least three or more fighting techniques.

Wu Liuqi cast a glance at them, the breath of his whole body rose in vain, and the scissors jumped nimbly at his fingertips.

Phil's pupils shrank slightly: "Are you finally going to make a move?"

At this time, an untimely voice came in, and the blue-clothed brother said, "I'm sorry Mr. Wu, this is a fighting test, please put away your weapons."

As he spoke, he took away the spinning scissors.

Before Wu Liuqi could react, those fourth-level agents rushed towards him.

"Wait...wait a minute!! I'm not ready yet!! woc!! Don't slap me in the face! Ahhhhhh!! My waist! My tailbone!!! sh*t!! Don't touch it!! "

Phil couldn't bear to close his eyes, and his admiration for Mr. Wu increased even more.

The test in the afternoon was over, and when he came out of SHIELD headquarters, Wu Liuqi was already out of shape.

Phil handed a proposal to him, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Congratulations, Mr. Wu, you are the first person in this organization, don't worry, you have a high degree of freedom, just You just need to take action when we need you, and you have this."

Phil gave Wu Liuqi a crystal screen.

"This is your ID. If you want to come here in the future, you only need to show your ID. Also, I will use this to contact you at ordinary times."

After Wu Liuqi left, Phil stayed in Nick Fury's office.

The director of S.H.I.E.L.D. had a surprisingly solemn expression, and a test report was placed in front of him.

"Punching strength 85kg, time for 5000 meters: unfinished, highest jumping ability, 1.5 meters?!! Fighting skill evaluation: F?! Anti-seduction ability: no??!..."

"Colson, is this guy really reliable?"

Phil said: "Don't worry, Mr. Wu is very powerful, and he hasn't met you yet, so he can't be counted as a formal member of that organization."

"Also, I think this test can be cancelled, because this method of measuring agents cannot measure an Avenger. You know, they are not ordinary people."

Nick rubbed between his brows.

"I will consider this proposal. You are not here recently. Tony Stark has made a lot of noise. He is going to the Middle East. Let's not interfere with this matter for the time being. It's time for that playboy to get to know the world. .”

　Ask for tickets, make a list (PS: You actually said that I am water?! I don’t understand, where am I? Can writing supporting roles be called water? Adams, Jinhe, Kirishima Kohane, Blade, Werewolf, Mockingbird , All of these people have roles in the background, and Adams and Xiaoyu are both original characters, so let me write it in one stroke like writing ordinary character sets? Stop making trouble, each character design is the author's painstaking effort, let me write it in one stroke?? Sorry, I can not do it.)
　　
　
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