Marvel: The Eight Hour Workday Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Yellow sand was flying.

Su Xing waited silently by the main gate and collected intelligence.

Looking at the heavily guarded terrorists at the gate, Su Xing habitually touched the steel knife at his waist.

In Su Xing's mind, the image of an agent has always been inseparable from an assassin.

As for assassins, Su Xing's biggest impression is the Assassin's Creed he played in his previous life.

When Su Xing was a college student and had not yet been forced to work, he was obsessed with the series of games.

If rescuing Tony was regarded as a task in a game, Su Xing would have sneaked in with a musou.

Assassin.

That means you have to be aggressive.

If I kill all the enemies, then no one will know I've been here.

As for the hostages?

If you can survive in the chaos, it means you are awesome and your operation is meticulous.

If you can't survive, it's fate, and it has nothing to do with you.

Su Xing licked his lips and put his hand down from the knife handle with a bit of regret.

But this is not a game after all.

Coupled with the terrorists' incredible operation of shelling the arsenal in the previous hideout, Su Xing was even more timid.

Although this is the base camp of this group of terrorists, no one can guarantee that the quality of the personnel here must be higher.

If he chooses to rush in directly, it is possible that the enemy will do something big and shoot Tony directly, and then the matter will be a big deal.

He can't say when reporting to the mother of Fake Man, God made him die, and it has nothing to do with me, right?

If things really develop as Su Xing expected, Su Xing will know that he will not be able to keep his job.

He will lose his job.

What's the point of clocking in and out?

Thinking of this, Su Xing sighed.

It can only be said that reality is often more ridiculous than fiction.

Then he took out the eavesdropping device from his pocket that had been unused for many years and had almost grown mushrooms.

Su Xing opened the system a little unfamiliarly and began to collect intelligence.

A few dozen meters away.

The conversation of the terrorists at the gate fell into Su Xing's ears word for word.

"Please, let me go."

"Stop the bullshit! Get out of here!"

"Hey! Brother, why are you letting these bitches go?"

"I don't know, the boss seems to want to make weapons with Tony Stark."

"Shit, did you see him? That playboy."

"I saw him, standing at the entrance of the cave with the boss........."

Listening to the conversation of the terrorists, Su Xing took off the eavesdropping device and felt happy in his heart.

Fortunately, he didn't rush to meet him directly, otherwise, with the distance between Tony and the terrorists, he could only say that he was a hero.

Su Xing touched his chin and thought.

Since it is easy to accidentally hurt Tony if he breaks through directly, then choose another plan.

According to the observations on the hillside just now, the terrorists in the den are now gathering around the cave, preparing to make weapons.

Then we have to find a way to disperse them and fish in troubled waters.

So what method should be used?

Su Xing had a flash of inspiration.

Got it.

In addition to Tony, there are many refugees in the den who have also been abducted by terrorists.

So can we do something with these refugees?

Su Xing, who has determined the plan, concealed his breath and slowly moved in.

Outside the cave.

The hood that Tony was wearing was taken off by the terrorists.

After not seeing the sun for a long time, Tony was a little unable to adapt to the sun's exposure, and squinted physiologically.

Facing the terrorists' request for cooperation, Tony could only respond.

"I promise."

With Tony's promise, the leader felt much more relaxed.

Looking at Tony, the leader's face was filled with smiles again.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Stark."

"You won't suffer any loss in this 'business'."

After saying that, the leader laughed.

A fake smile also appeared on Tony's face.

The leader showed off his weapons to Tony in a happy mood.

"Honestly, Mr. Stark, as your super fans, we love you more than those businessmen in the business world."

Then he smiled and motioned Tony to look around.

Facing the gaze of the terrorists under the cave, Tony also followed the leader's hand to look at the weapons and equipment in all directions.

Sweeping the whole scene, Tony's eyes with a fake smile became heavier and heavier.

All the weapons on the scene, whether it was the missiles placed next to it or the weapons held by the terrorists.

Tony knew very well where they came from.

[Stark Enterprises].

Watching the terrorists wielding the weapons they developed, the corners of Tony's mouth gradually dropped and finally disappeared.

But due to the surroundingIn this situation, Tony could only smile with a fake smile.

As a genius who developed weapons himself.

Tony is very familiar with the smell of gunpowder.

But watching the terrorists pointing their own guns at the defenseless refugees, Tony never felt that the smell of gunpowder was so pungent.

Forcing a smile, Tony felt a strong shock in his heart.

At this moment, Tony, who was personally threatened by his own weapons, had transformed from an arms dealer to a qualified hero.

Tony took a deep breath.

Are these things what you want to show me?

Okay, man.

You got what you wanted.

Enjoying the gaze of the people below, the leader laughed happily.

At this time, a panicked voice came from the terrorists below.

"We are attacked!"

Hearing this, all the terrorists present instantly raised their guns and prepared for battle.

The leader immediately put away his smile.

Fuck.

The attack came so soon?

Listening to the silence around him, the leader felt something was wrong.

No.

If they were attacked by hostile forces, what about the gunshots?

The leader looked at the subordinate who reported the news and asked in a deep voice.

"Who attacked us?"

The subordinate said to the leader with a horrified face.

"The brothers at the door all lost their lives."

The leader frowned.

According to his memory, there were at least three or four gatekeepers.

Even if they were attacked, they would not be unable to make any sound.

Why didn't anyone in the camp notice it?

The leader asked with confusion.

"How did you find out?"

The subordinate said tremblingly.

"I was just about to bring the slaves over, and as soon as I arrived at the door, I found the bodies of my brothers."

The leader asked calmly.

"Where are the slaves?"

The subordinate was full of fear, as if he had seen a devil.

"All gone, not even the bodies!"

Tony, who was listening nearby, couldn't help but get excited.

He had a grudge against the terrorists, and he quietly dealt with many armed terrorists.

Most importantly, he released all the refugees who were held hostage.

It was the same as what I thought.

It must be him!

I was finally going to be rescued!