The day he became Quicksilver in American comics

"Why don't we let Pietro search alone? After all, he is very fast. It probably takes less than a minute to search the entire sentry post." Wade started his tirade again. He seemed to have a disease called not picking zero numbers. Agent sickness is an uncomfortable disease.

Pietro felt that Agent Zero who was slapped in the face would probably have shot him dead if he didn't think Wade was still useful. Although he felt great, he still covered Wade's mouth in order not to cause trouble. .

"uuuuuu"

The interrupted Wade continued to struggle and was punched in the stomach by Pietro, followed by a knee to the crook of his foot.

The unprepared Wade's knees softened and he almost fell to his knees.

Pietro used his strength to make him give in, and warned fiercely: "Shut up, if you cause me any trouble, I will tell you about your bedwetting at the age of five."

Wade pushed Pietro's back away with force and said righteously: "It's not five years old, it's four and a half years old. Do you know that the difference between five and four can easily cause misunderstandings?"

"Okay, get out of here, you idiot," Pietro cursed and punched Wade in the stomach again.

After going up to the third floor, Pietro let go of Wade. This guy's nagging skills were as good as those of Tang Monk from Journey to the West, so while Wade continued to use his skills, Pietro turned around and walked towards the attic.

The attic looked like a storage room, filled with all kinds of miscellaneous items. It seemed that it had not been used for a long time, and there was a musty smell when the door was opened.

Pietro couldn't help but slap the dust on his face as he stepped inside. The door was closed with a bang, and just as he was about to turn around, a gun was pressed against the back of his head.

"Don't move, put your hands up."

A man's voice sounded behind him. Pietro raised his eyebrows, smiled without the man noticing, and then raised his hand at the man's urging.

The man reached out and searched his whole body. After finding no dangerous items, he breathed a sigh of relief, but he did not put down the gun.

He asked Pietro: "Tell me, who are you and who sent you?"

Pietro confessed honestly: "My name is Pietro, and I am a mercenary. I was sent by my boss, Colonel Stryker, to find a man named East."

The man's hand holding the gun paused and continued to ask: "What are you looking for him for?"

"I want to ask him something, do you know where he is?"

The man sneered: "Of course I know, because I am East."

Pietro showed a shocked expression: "That's really an unexpected gain."

"Do you think I would let you go easily and go with you?" East asked.

"I just want to know some questions. If you find it troublesome and don't want to make a trip, you can tell me directly." Pietro suggested to him.

Unexpectedly, East really thought about it seriously and agreed to Pietro's proposal: "Okay, you ask."

So Pietro asked: "You and Rose have a good relationship."

East replied: "Yes, she is my lover. She is a smart woman and has value."

"Ms. Rose will be sad to hear what you said." Pietro felt sorry for Rose.

East sneered: "I just said some sweet words, and the woman took the bait. She did a lot of things for me, but this was her wishful thinking, not something I forced her to do."

"Sir, you really have a way with women." Pietro couldn't help but praise.

East seemed very proud and continued happily: "Of course. It not only opened up the market in the west for me, but also helped me make suggestions and help me ascend to the position of the leader. It's a pity that such a woman is so vicious that even the person next to her will Random calculations cannot be tolerated.”

"That's true. I think you are right. Mr. East. By the way, is the leader you just mentioned Sistans? Do you want to replace him?"

East nodded: "Yes, that guy's subordinates have been bribed by me, and his power has been taken away. When he comes to Latvia this time, I can take the opportunity to kill him and take the top position."

"When will Sistans come to Latvia"<b