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Chapter Banquet

Nick Fury secretly operated SHIELD, monitored Rasputin's movements, and investigated the Bayek family and its assets. These two tasks were designated as key executions, but they were left behind by several of his closest agents. , the secret "pest" mission is what he is most concerned about. .biquge secretly vets all agents to find Assassin's mole.

Noh was a little worried about this, not that he was worried about Assassin. In fact, although he transformed several S.H.I.E.L.D. agents into descendants of assassins, the number was extremely small and they were only used as casual chess. What he was afraid of was that Hydra would be exposed in advance and cause a lot of fun.

Hydra also occupies some key points and weight in his subsequent plans.

So he used a clone of a Hydra researcher to incorporate the anti-truth serum potion he invented in his previous life into some of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s truth serum potions, and secretly reported to the former director of SHIELD and the leader of Hydra, Alexander Pierce. about this matter.

After Pierce was frightened, he secretly made some adjustments to the lurking Hydra, asking them to go out to do tasks as much as possible, and then use various methods to obtain the anti-Veritaserum potion before returning.

He even carried out a series of assassinations in order to delay time so that he could produce enough anti-truth serum potion.

This also made Nick Fury more certain that there was Assassin's mole in SHIELD.

"I took the initiative to find a pot myself." Nuohe only felt a little weird about this, but he also found it quite interesting. At this time, he was in the lobby of a hotel. This was the literary party Luo Wen had told her about.

He rubbed his head with a strange expression on his face.

"Mr. Noh Igal!"

Luo Wen, the editor and secretary of Noh's small company, was a little crazy. He looked at the boy in front of him with helplessness. He pointed at Noh's head and said: "The hair style I just spent ten thousand dollars on has been messed up like this by you." ”

He watched helplessly as Noh's casual hand easily messed up the hair shape he had just made.

"I don't think this hairstyle is very good-looking. Those damn glues will make me bald prematurely. You shouldn't take advantage of the jealousy caused by your dangerous hairline to inflict it on me." Noh said nonchalantly. : "Rowan, where is the bathroom?"

Rowan pushed up against Noh, and Noh looked at Rowan without hesitation.

"Don't tell me you want to wash it off?"

"Yes."

"Then why did you do it?"

"You said you wanted to make one, but now it was accidentally destroyed by me. I want to restore my original one."

Rowan had never been in such urgent need of a wrench as at this time in his life. He desperately wished that he could break out Noh's white teeth one by one.

It's really the boss's words that make the employees lose their legs. Damn you little evil spirit! Rowan thought resentfully.

"Although I don't know what you are thinking specifically, Mr. Rowan, I think child abuse is against the law."

Nohe blinked his innocent eyes with a serious look on his face. When Rowan was too choked to speak, he laughed, turned around and left.

"Where does this little guy get all his bad taste?"

Looking at Noh walking away, Rowan said helplessly. He thought about it and decided not to contact the hairstylist. After all, Nohe was not bad looking, and with his exquisite clothes, it was a trivial matter as long as his hair style was not too ugly, and it might make him look more casual.

Really, this banquet is very important. Rowan really couldn't help but complain that Noh's careless attitude made all his hard preparations during this period seem to be in vain.

Putting aside the complicated psychological activities in Rowan's heart, Noh went to the bathroom, turned on the faucet and washed his head thoroughly.

Like a puppy, he shook off the water on his head and wiped his hair with his hand.

At this time, in the mirror hanging in the bathroom, Nohe looked a little more sharp, and the cold color brought by his light gray eyes was a little stronger. Although he was still smiling, he gave people a full sense of attack. .

"I'm a little naughty dog. I can be cute and cool. I'm a big wolfdog. Can I buy you a drink..."

He hummed softly and walked out with his hands in his pockets.

Rowan's eyes were full of surprise when he saw the new look of Noh. He stepped forward and groped Noh for a while.

"Who are you! Rowan! Are you gay?" Noh slapped his hand away and said dissatisfied: "You're still a damn pedophile!"

"Noh, I just want to know where you hid the hairspray?" Rowan explained.

"Stop your damn enthusiasm, you are like a big golden retriever, brainless and reckless." Noh belittled Rowan mercilessly, and the people next to him were already casting curious glances.

Nohe stopped talking, pulled Rowan's sleeve, and whispered: "Let's leave quickly."

Being dragged, Rowan had no choice but to follow him.

Luo Wen was very interested and teased from behind: "Is our little genius afraid of birth?"

In his opinion, at Noh's age, it is appropriate to be afraid of strangers. In that case, no wonder he doesn't like activities that require attendance, Rowan couldn't help but think so.

"Humph, shallow!" Noh made a random excuse without telling the real reason, "I just find it a bit annoying to be looked at like a monkey."

"It's not that serious. You are a public figure. You are destined to adapt to this, Nohe."

Rowan never failed to instill in Noch the idea that he was a public figure.

"Rowan, you are so verbose..."

……

Arriving at the main hall of the banquet, Nohe found a remote place and sat down. He used magic to bring the scene of the hall where he was originally to his mind.

"Mr. Fords, have you just arrived?"

A middle-aged businessman greeted an old man, and the old man shook his hand.

"Mr. Mowe, my little grandson pestered me to tell him stories, so he came to play for a while."

The old man responded gently.

"Little Draven? I remember that kid, he should be in middle school now." Mowe asked.

Old Fords smiled and nodded, "Yes, but this kid is a little playful."

"After all, he is a child, and it is always good for families like ours if children are more active. The old Kent child is a nerd. Oh, to be honest, I am really worried about him."

While the two were chatting, Mowe saw an acquaintance and said hello.

It was a middle-aged man of about the same age as him, with thin cheeks and meticulously combed hair.

"Dear Kent, Morway and I just mentioned you."

Old Fords smiled.

"I guess that's not a good thing to say." Kent's voice was hoarse, and his eyes looked a little sinister.

"How is that possible, my dear friend." Mowe looked nonchalant and said, "Kent, you don't seem to be in good spirits."

"Actually, I'm fine now."

Darkness suddenly appeared in Kent's eyes. The moment Old Fords and Mowe, who were looking at him, saw the darkness in his eyes, their eyes were also filled with darkness. But in an instant, the darkness in their eyes disappeared, and they seemed As if nothing happened, they continued chatting.

This scene happened all over the hall.