Marvel's The Force Awakens

The next half day passed uneventfully.After the experiment is over, they will get off work and come back tomorrow to extract the results of the experiment.After Peter packed his schoolbag, Gwen had already left first.Peter first bought a sandwich at a convenience store to satisfy his hunger, and then walked home slowly alone.

Now after exercising, his food intake has obviously increased a lot, and his previous food intake was simply not enough.Peter now often prepares extra food and feeds himself extra meals when he is hungry.There are also quite obvious changes in his body shape.The body that was originally almost skin and bones already had a lot of muscles that seemed inconspicuous, but were quite strong.

After returning home, Peter first completed his daily fixed exercise, and then continued to catch up on his winter vacation homework.Except for those compositions that he has not yet touched, he has completed most of the other homework.If nothing else, it will be completed next Thursday or Friday.The clock struck nine o'clock, and Peter lay on his bed on time, and fell into a deep sleep not long after.

There are more activities tonight.

Two o'clock in the morning, Sister Margaret's School for Lost Children.

The security guard at the door made way for the masked Peter, looking at him with a strange look.When he walked into the Weasel's bar, he was greeted by a burst of cheers, and at the same time, almost as many people were booing him.

Peter ignored them and sat down directly in front of the weasel.

"I haven't seen you for a while. Do you have any recommendations for me?" Peter took a glass of water and stuffed a five-dollar bill into Weasel's tip cup.However, the weasel made a helpless expression towards Peter.

"The last time we saw you was a week and a half ago, and we thought you wouldn't come back. Little Red Riding Hood, what you did last week really embarrassed me. Avitt is one of ours after all."

"First of all, I want to state that, first, I didn't know he was one of ours at first. Second, that guy raped his target's daughter. I only kicked one of his balls open, which is considered merciful." Peter felt a little embarrassed. care. "Besides, the only safe place I remember is this bar. There have been quite a few fights to the death over personal grudges outside, and I haven't seen you meddling in other people's business."

"The thing is, there's no personal grudge between you. Just because he does things that don't sit well with you, you've destroyed half of that part of him as a man. Few people here are completely clean, and they naturally feel disturbed."

"But when I came in just now, I heard more cheers." Peter said unhurriedly.

"That's because that guy Avitt is a son of a bitch," Weasel chuckled. "He doesn't have many friends here. Besides, if you have a superhero as a colleague, you will be excited, and it will be more face-saving when you brag to others."

Peter shrugged, and the weasel continued.

"I'm just reminding you. The black and white in this world are not that clear. If you can't tolerate those gray things, you will find that you will have a lot more enemies for nothing." Weasel chuckled. "I should be one of them."

"Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion." Peter said calmly. "From your tone, it seems that there is no new job suitable for me."

If there are still no tasks that he can accept, he will leave after sitting down for a while.On average, he comes to Weasel once or twice a week, and most of the time he comes home empty-handed.

In the past nearly two months, he has only found five tasks suitable for him, and the rewards are not high. So far, Peter has only earned more than 4000 US dollars.This also meant that Weasel's agency fee was pitifully small, but he was not worried about this.

"When the time comes to give you some real sweetness, you will throw away all the useless rules in your mind. In this world, money is the real power." Weasel once said this, and he also firmly believed that Peter will develop in the direction he expected.

However, the weasel's answer this time was a little different.

"There are no real tasks. That kind of completely clean work is rarely posted here, and you understand that. But... I do have some things here that need your help. You can treat this as a private Entrusted. Of course, the reward will definitely not be small."

"What does the private commission require me to do, how much is the reward, and... why are you entrusting this matter to me?" Peter pondered for a moment and asked three questions in a row.Although he is still a relatively newbie, he already has a certain understanding of many things in this industry.There must be something fishy about Weasel entrusting this private entrustment to himself so carefully.

"I must admit that completing this task requires a certain amount of... talent. Unfortunately, although my old guys are quite good at their daily jobs, they do not have the ability to complete this task." The weasel sighed slightly and looked to the other side of the bar, where he had fought with Peter.

The orangutan who had just punched down his opponent was standing on a table hammering his chest, looking exactly like a gorilla.

And he may have been a little too excited, causing him to lose his balance.The entire table fell over and the drinks from the guests above were spilled all over the floor.Unfortunately, the orangutan also hit a pillar next to the table and fainted.

"Damn it, you bastards need to pay for those things." Weasel roared towards that side symbolically, waved his hand, and then skillfully crossed out the amount of compensation from the accounts of several people involved in the fight. .

Peter was not diverted, his eyes were still fixed on the weasel. "What kind of talent are you? You haven't answered my question yet. What is the specific content of your mission?"

The weasel finally became serious.He glanced around the bar to make sure no one was paying attention to them, then he lowered his voice and explained to Peter.

"I'm going to start from the beginning. Maybe I'm just overthinking it, but if this kind of thing can be determined early, it will definitely not be a disadvantage."

"Speaking of important things." Peter directly interrupted Weasel's tirade, but now he was a little curious about this matter.

"It started five months ago." Weasel didn't care about being interrupted and continued. "Five people came here, all with new faces. They ordered a batch of high-quality weapons, equipment and ammunition. Assault rifles, light sniper guns, and submachine guns were basically military grade. The quantity was not large, but regardless of the reservation All subsequent settlements were paid in cash in one lump sum. Although it was a bit strange, I didn’t pay much attention at the time.”

"However, a month and a half later, they ordered a batch of arms again, and that time they also brought some explosives. This time I was more cautious and inquired about it from several other colleagues in New York. There were also a group of unfamiliar faces. We each purchased a batch of weapons from them, all of which were military-grade equipment, all paid for in cash. I’m not a fool, they must be in the same group.”

"Don't kid me, it's just a regular business. I don't believe you haven't sold arms on this scale after working here for more than ten years." Peter under the mask sneered. "Besides, middlemen shouldn't know too much. Isn't this your mantra?"

"It is true that I have handled a lot of goods in the past ten years, and many of them are larger orders than these." Weasel directly admitted this, "But there are not many organizations that have enough strength to purchase so many weapons without causing trouble. . And they are usually well-known forces in New York. This time is different. The people buying are complete strangers, and they obviously don’t want to attract attention by spreading their purchases. What worries me even more is that these weapons have not been used yet. "

"They purchased more than a hundred guns, a large amount of auxiliary equipment and enough ammunition to fight a small war. Five months have passed, and they haven't even used a bullet. There is no way they can buy a big gun in New York at a premium. This group of people are very patient and must have some plan."

"Then you wonder what the plan is." Peter took over the Weasel's words.The weasel nodded, and Peter was lost in thought.He tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table, and it took a long while before he spoke again.

"So far, I don't see how I can get involved in this incident, unless you can give me more information about them. But looking at you now, you don't seem to have anything useful."

Weasel nodded.

"That's true. Yes, I have very little information about them now. I only paid attention to them after the last transaction. Their number, identity, and strength are all in the dark. So if I can completely understand if you refuse this commission."

At this point, the weasel glanced at Peter.But that mask blocked all his exploratory gaze. "But we do have an opportunity to spy on them now. They placed another order with Martin the day before yesterday and will pick it up next Monday night. With your ability, follow them and get some information. I think there shouldn't be much It’s a big difficulty.”

Peter fell into thinking again and began to weigh the pros and cons of this matter.And that's when Weasel dropped a bombshell of his own.

"If you are willing to accept this task, I can pay you [-] U.S. dollars in advance, and you can get another [-] U.S. dollars after the task is completed. If the information you bring back is indeed important enough, I can even consider adding some more to you. Add head."

After hearing this, Peter's eyes hidden under the mask lit up.Thirty-five thousand US dollars is half a year's salary for Uncle Ben, which is a small sum of money.You know, for many difficult red card tasks, their rewards are roughly only this amount.

"Twelve thousand in advance and thirty thousand dollars afterwards. I think this price is very fair." Peter quickly suppressed his excitement and began to bargain.However, to his surprise, the weasel, who was usually as untidy as an iron rooster, seemed quite generous.

"Deal" He agreed to Peter's offer on the spot, with a proud smile on his face.