American comic killer daily peter

29

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Sitting at the end of the speedboat, Zach kept laughing, as if he was afraid of not letting others know that he was a bad guy. Peter drove the speedboat with an expressionless face, and after four or five turns, he docked at a wild dock. On the shore, a small group of heavily armed soldiers walked out of the woods. The leader stood on the dock and handed the phone to Peter.

"Mr. Peter, you should know what you are doing."

Baron Strucker's voice rang from the phone, but his tone was obviously not very friendly. Peter wanted this result, otherwise he and Zach would not have stayed in this big mountain forest for three days without hearing anything. In addition to going to towns to copy information about mechas, Peter also knows how to maximize the benefits of what he has in his hands.

"This kid's name is Zach, and he is the son of Obadiah. He should have the technology of Stark mecha in his hands. Of course, it is only part of the early stage, but I think this technology should be enough for you to know that I What are you doing, I am loyal!"

"Stark's mecha..."

After hearing Peter's explanation, Baron Strucker obviously hesitated. Stark's mecha is indeed a good thing. This has been fully seen from the news these days, but it is still too childish compared to the Cosmic Cube, but it is a good thing. Obviously, the fat should not be let go. Since Peter was honest and willing to contribute, there was no reason why he should not accept the gift.

"Won't you give me a little benefit!?"

"You want to ask me for money?!"

Before the contemplative thoughts had time to add all the next plans, Peter broke Baron Strucker's three views and actually asked himself for money instead of selflessly handing it over. Don't Asians all like impermanent contributions? Why? The person in front of them is so selfish. Isn't it their favorite thing to surrender to the country? They can sacrifice everything for the country...

"Although I am loyal, loyalty cannot be eaten as food, so you always have to give me something to eat, right?"

"..."

Peter's philistineness left Baron Strucker speechless, and he even wanted to kill Peter. However, Peter did have greater use value. There is no doubt about this. After thinking about this for a moment, he threatened

"Mr. Peter, it seems that no one knows your identity yet."

"Then you'd better kill me before I kill Zach, otherwise I'm a money-grubber!"

He would rather die than get money. Baron Strucker almost didn't laugh. Peter's tone was that he was serious and there was no deception. Baron Strucker knew that if he continued to threaten, the consequences would be a life-and-death affair. Although he didn't think Peter was serious. He is not afraid of death, but if he really wants money, then his losses will be a bit big. Peter's value has not been fully reflected. It would be a waste to kill the other party now. He shakes his head helplessly and has no hope for this weird Baron Strucker. If you want to continue wasting brain cells, solving it in the simplest way is considered a good behavior.

"How much do you want?!"

"5000 million is not too much. This is Tony Stark's mecha. Isn't it worth it for being handsome, cool, and powerful?"

"You will get it. Now go back to New York and continue to investigate the whereabouts of the Cosmic Cube. At the same time, I advise you not to have this happen again. Also, I need your blood. Someone will come back to New York. I’m asking for it from you!”

"You want my blood, no problem, you can have as much as you want!"

The other party's request was very intriguing. It seemed that the main purpose of threatening him was not just for use. He had a lot of blood, but why would the other party be interested in his own blood? Peter suddenly had a strange idea in his heart. Could it be that the other party was interested in his own blood? The other party's original purpose was to come here for his own blood. Unfortunately, the baron had no intention of continuing the conversation with Peter. After giving the order, he hung up the phone. Two soldiers dragged Zach out of the speedboat. Zach had already known this. Mentally prepared, I glanced at Peter and said with a smile.

"Thank you!"

"Bon Voyage!"

Back on his speedboat, Peter left the dock under the watchful eyes of the Hydra agents, escorting Zach to leave quickly. But just as he entered a valley, the sound of bullets was heard in the woods, and everyone was even more worried. Elite soldiers appeared to attack the Hydra agents and surrounded the Hydra soldiers. In a panic, Zach knocked away the soldiers and jumped into the nearby cliff and waterfall. The sound of firefights continued for 10 minutes. Then he reluctantly stopped.

Put down the rope and jump into the cliff waterfall. After a while, Zach was fished out. He was lying on the ground gasping for breath. Zach's smile did not diminish. The soldiers wrapped Zach in a towel. Zach walked to the corpses on the ground. In the middle, I searched and identified the man just now, found the satellite phone from his arms, and dialed the number back with his mouth raised.

"Hey!"

“Let’s continue the collaborative conversation!”

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bang...

"You are this?!"

She was sleeping in her own home when there was a sound of kicking the door outside the living room. Peter walked out of the bedroom rubbing his eyes. Natasha was fully armed. Hawkeye was also aiming at her this time. Fury was sitting on the sofa with a cold expression.

"Should you explain the seven lives...Mr. Peter!"

"You should have found Zach's information. Here are Zach's mecha files. All of Stark's early resource designs are enough for you to create your own mecha!"

Peter walked to the cabinet on the other side, opened it and took out a document that had been prepared, then threw it in front of Fury and explained at the same time. Fury opened the document doubtfully and frowned at the contents.

"Where's the Zack!?"

Although there is no core energy control equipment, the design drawings and energy concepts of the mecha have already been initially completed. As long as the research continues, the creation of the mecha will be absolutely foolproof. Fury can imagine it. In the picture of the whole world in the future, everyone has a Mark mecha, and the police are worth the damn law. The world will become chaotic, and the culprit of all is still discounting and ready to drink soda!

"Of course he was taken away by the buyer. Should I invite a big man to spend the night at my house!?"

"Peter, do you know that you are cholera-promoting the security of the entire society?"

Fury was really angry. He stared at Peter as if he was asking Peter if his conscience hurt. Peter helplessly squeezed the Coke and asked.

"I just use money to do things. You recruited me as an agent and didn't give me a salary. Why don't you allow me to earn some extra money?"

"Do you know how much harm this information will cause to the world if it flows into the hands of other people with ulterior motives?"

"Whether the world is harmed or not, whether it is peaceful or not...does it have anything to do with me!?"

does it matter! ?This sentence was so high-sounding, as if he was staying away from the matter. For the first time, Fury realized that he was completely wrong. Looking at a person's appearance and interior had absolutely no value in front of Peter. The damn bastard only had this kind of coldness. Only a devil would want to turn the world upside down!

Yes... peace is okay, but if the world is really chaotic, then what profession is the most popular?

Killer!

"You bloody bastard!"