Marvel's The Force Awakens

After walking out of the bar, Peter took a deep breath.

After going around a few more times, 10 minutes later, Peter arrived on the roof where he usually trained.After taking out his new equipment, Peter did not rush to put it on, nor did he take off the mask hiding his face.It took about half an hour for Peter to search through all of this tights.

After finally making sure that there were no hidden monitors or miniature cameras, Peter breathed a sigh of relief.Although the weasel has begun to become brothers with him, it is still necessary to maintain a basic sense of precaution.

Once he put that out of his mind, Peter started working on his new toy.

Although this set of tight-fitting clothes is much heavier than ordinary clothes.The black and red colors above are actually made of two different materials.The red material takes up most of the bodysuit.It is quite thick, about three to four millimeters.It seems quite sturdy and not easy to bend, but it still has some characteristics of fabric.

But the black material mainly in the joints is quite soft and highly breathable.Peter tried to pull it hard, and its toughness was far beyond that of ordinary fabric.

After taking a moment, Peter changed into his top and pants. Peter found that the tights fit surprisingly well and were comfortable.He performed several difficult movements without feeling any hindrance, and it was even much easier than the daily clothes he usually wears.

"Damn it, how did that woman know my size so clearly..." Peter muttered cursingly, his body shuddering.He put on his last gloves and shoes, and then put on his helmet.

According to Weasel, this helmet is the most expensive part of the equipment.It can even resist close-range attacks by small-caliber weapons, and it can also have a good defensive effect against large-caliber weapons.

More importantly, it is not only practical, but also stylish enough.

Streamlined shape, gorgeous combination of red and black.The helmet looked like it was straight out of a movie or anime, and it matched the rest of his outfit pretty well.After putting on the full suit, Peter really looked like a superhero.

"It would be nice if I had a cloak..." Peter was still a little regretful.

Taking out his phone, Peter took a few selfies of himself before happily putting the phone back and putting it away with the clothes he had changed.

It's time to put the performance of this piece of equipment to the test.

At 11:30 in the middle of the night, at the back entrance of the Cerberus garage.

This car repair shop is considered to be the largest gathering place for the Hellhound community.They take on various illegal car and motorcycle modification jobs during the day, and this is their carnival venue at night.Drinking, taking drugs, almost every night the scene here gets out of hand and something goes wrong.But the members of Hellhound are quite proud of this, thinking that this is proof of their toughness.

A cold wind blew by, and the two big men guarding the door couldn't help but shiver and began to curse the damn weather.

"Damn it, why haven't they come yet?" One of them couldn't help complaining, and the other person nodded repeatedly.If it weren't for tonight's business, they would have been drunk with their brothers.

At this time, a ray of light came from the end of the dark street.An enlarged van slowly drove towards them. After the horn sounded softly, the van stopped in front of them.

The car door opened and four men got out.They looked to be around 40 or [-] years old, and they were all wearing windbreakers.There was a strange sharpness in their eyes, which made both of them feel a little frightened.

The chest pockets of these four people looked bulging, as if they contained something.The eyes of the two people stayed there for a moment, and then quickly moved away.As an important customer, this privilege is no problem.

After all, the four of them couldn't cause any big trouble.

The man at the head was holding a briefcase in his hand, which looked quite heavy.After some negotiation with Shaiwoai, the four of them were let in.The two big men also wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads.

"What a hell

Already..."

After more than ten minutes, the four men in windbreakers came out again.The briefcase in the leader's hand was gone, and all four of them had a look of relaxation on their faces.It is not a pleasant experience for them to directly enter the territory of forces whose enemies and friends are unknown.If the other party turns against them, the four of them will probably have to answer here.

But as luck would have it, the transaction was quite successful.All the goods arrived, and the other party was smart enough not to ask too many questions.

With the help of the two big men, they put the three large boxes into the back of the van.The two parties shook hands in a friendly manner, and the four people got into the van. The two big men also returned to the garage through the back door and locked the door behind them.

The car lights turned on and the engine roared.The van drove out of the narrow street.After making two consecutive turns, it carried this valuable cargo and disappeared into the night.

However, the four people in the car did not realize that a locator had been stuck under the chassis of the car, making all their attempts to cover their tracks useless.

Peter played with the locator in his hand.He bought this gadget from Weasel for more than 300 US dollars.Although the price is a bit expensive, it does work quite well.Not only are locators smaller and more difficult to detect, the signals they emit are also relatively difficult to intercept and easier to receive.

For such a lucrative mission, Peter naturally doesn't mind spending a little money on more sophisticated equipment.

He was easily hanging on his bicycle a few hundred meters behind the other party. The other party's constant changing of directions made it easier for Peter to keep up with them.After more than ten minutes, the other party's van finally stopped in front of the garage door of a three-story building.

"Hey, Weasel. The corner of E132 Street and Brook Lane. Help me find out where this is." Peter pressed the phone hanging on his waist and asked his question.After a while, the weasel's voice came clearly from the other end of the headset.

"Little John's Moving Services is a moving company. Does it have anything to do with your mission?"

The people in the van had already gotten out and started moving the goods in the van.The garage door was also opened from the inside, and several more people walked out, helping the four people carry the goods.

"The car is parked in front of this moving company, so I think the connection is quite strong." Peter whispered, deliberately keeping some distance from them to ensure that his voice would not be heard.

There was a sound of keyboard tapping coming from the headphones.After a while, the weasel's suspicious voice came over. "This company is a family company founded in 01. It was acquired last year and its historical record is quite clean. How could it be related to the arms trade?"

"Check who bought it." Peter said calmly.

"Let me see..." The sound of keyboard tapping sounded again, and this time the weasel answered much faster. "The acquirer is United Construction Company. It is an emerging company, but it has a lot of capital injection behind it. They have several large development projects in Hell's Kitchen, and their background is quite clean."

"Maybe it's not as clean as we thought." Peter said this after a moment of silence. He always had an ominous premonition. "Do they have anything to do with the strength of New York's underworld?"

"This is really unclear." Weasel seemed a little hesitant. "I can check more. Maybe they have some interests with someone. But after all, these are shady income. If the investigation is too deep, I will have a lot of enemies in New York."

"Whatever you want, you want the information anyway. I don't care."

Weasel was choked by Peter's tone. Just when he was about to speak again angrily, Peter had already anticipated what he wanted to say.

"Don't worry, I know this bit of information isn't worth the price you're asking for. It's not easy to make money for you, I still understand that. I'm going to go in and explore now, see you later."

Peter didn't wait for the Weasel's conversation and cut off the communication on his own.The weasel who was still in the bar smiled bitterly, and then his face turned solemn.

The water inside may be deeper than he imagined.