As Robert pressed the timer on the electronic watch, his right hand slapped the ear of a man beside him like a poisonous snake. Then Robert stood up and pushed the guy who couldn't even scream to the other side.

His companion blocked their move to draw their guns.

As soon as the agent closest to the injured guy pulled out his pistol, Robert turned around along the unlucky man's body. Before he could lift the gun, he bent his left thumb and hit the second one hard on the joint.

On the unfortunate guy's temple.

Then Robert made a weird shake and cut between the two guys who had caught his companion's body. First, he stamped on the guy on the right, causing him to scream and bend down, and then punched him hard.

Hit the guy on the left in the ribs.

After quickly knocking out the two unlucky guys who were still trying to struggle, Robert raised his hand and pressed the switch of the electronic timer, which showed 4.36 seconds.

Robert put down his sleeves with satisfaction, walked back to the bar with a smile, picked up the black tea and took a sip. Then he looked at Isa and said with a smile: "It seems that I have actually made progress. Maybe I should drink more "medicinal wine"!"

Isa looked at Robert in horror and said, "Who are you? What is going on?"

Robert shook his head and said with a smile: "Are you sure you want to know?"

Isa was stunned for a few seconds, then nodded firmly and said: "Yes, I need to know what is going on. You look like my colleague. You know if I leave like this, my

The career is over.

I have worked hard for so many years not just to end my career here!"

Robert smiled and nodded, and then said: "Some people should be making the last struggle!

I don't know who those people are, but their actions are very crazy.

You people should be taken advantage of, because I guess you don't even know what you are doing!"

Isa looked at the kind Robert with a serious expression and said, "How do you know that my mission has nothing to do with national security?"

Robert shook his head, looked at young Isa, and said, "Believe me, the moment you came to Dr. Rush, you were doing something contrary to "national security."

All CIA operations within the United States are "dirty work"!

And these "dirty jobs" often have nothing to do with national security."

Isa glanced at the handsome doctor who smelled of marijuana. She still didn't understand. So she looked at Robert and asked, "I still don't understand what this guy has to do with national security? He looks like a gangster doctor."

Robert squinted his eyes and looked at the confused Isa, and said with a smile: "You don't know that he is Tony Stark's doctor? You don't even watch the TV news?"

Isa was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Why should I watch those shows full of lies? Is this guy really treating Iron Man?"

Robert thought for a while and said frankly: "To be precise, Dr. Rush is treating Tony Stark's injuries, the burns caused by the explosion...

Does this remind you of anything?"

Robert then picked up the small tea cup and took a sip, and said with a smile: "I'm telling you a piece of information, the Manhattan Tomahawk is guarding the injured Tony Stark.

He was waiting for those who dared to show their heads, and then swung his battle ax to chop off their heads.

And you...

Heed my advice and tell me who assigned you the task and who was responsible for recycling the information?

After that, you can go home and take a nap, and when you get up tomorrow, you can look at the death list here through your own connections, and then you can put your hands together and be grateful for your wise move today!"

Isa held her head in her hands, looked at Robert in disbelief, and said: "You mean someone wants to kill Tony Stark and then anger the Manhattan Tomahawk?

Do you think we, the CIA, are involved?

This is impossible! No reasonable person would do this!"

Robert nodded happily and said: "Obviously you are a rational person. I like rational people because they usually don't cause too much damage.

As for whether the CIA is involved, that remains to be seen. We all know that there are intricate relationships within the CIA, and many people are not fully serving the country.

"Church" has put down a very important thing in his hands and is rushing back from Europe. I guess you don't want to face him, right?"

Isa covered her forehead in pain, looked at the "kind" Robert in disbelief, and said a little desperately: "Prove it to me, "Church", prove it to me!

Then I decide what I should do!”

Robert glanced at Isa's small handbag on the bar, shook his head sympathetically, then took out his phone, shook it at Isa, and said, "Are you sure? Based on my understanding of "church", yours

The result must not be good, why don’t you listen to my advice?”

Isa looked at the phone in Robert's hand, nodded stubbornly, and said: "I must know whether I am doing something stupid...

All my past tasks were carried out through the same channels and the same links. If today's task is not...

So what have I been doing all these years?"

Speaking of Isa Foster, the beautiful agent who had been completely shaken, his eyes suddenly became sharp. He looked at Robert like a lioness and said: "Prove it to me..."

Robert glanced at Isa admiringly again, pressed a number on the phone, then pressed the speakerphone and placed the phone on the bar.

The phone was picked up after just two calls, and a dull and hoarse voice came from the speaker of the phone, "I am "Church"!"

Robert looked at Isa's frightened eyes, smiled, leaned closer to the phone, and said, "I'm Robert, do you remember me? Alvin gave me your phone number."

The "church" on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "What's the matter? If you're not in a hurry, I'll be in New York in an hour."

Robert glanced at Isa who was unwilling to give up and indicated whether she wanted to continue. This was her last chance.

If she told the "church" what she was doing now, even if she really didn't know it, there would be no consequences, but the result would definitely not be different in the "church".

She will only be thrown into a dark jail, and after all her confessions are squeezed out, she will pray that a kind boss will remember her.

This is the disadvantage of being a spy, because no one knows whether what you are telling the truth is, so letting you die or rot in a dark corner is the safest way.

Accusing a spy does not require evidence. A small question can determine the life or death of a spy. There is no difference between the treatment of one's own country and that of other countries!

Compared to the brutal "church", Robert is simply a "saint" now!

Faced with her own shaky heart, the stubborn Isa suicidally chose to approach the phone and said: "I am CIA agent Isa Foster, how do you prove that you are "the church"."

After "Church" was silent for about 2 minutes, he said in a deep voice: "Isa Foster, 28 years old, was born in the United Kingdom. In 2000, she was recruited into the CIA to become an agent."

Isa glanced at Robert who had a relaxed expression, then gritted her teeth and said to the phone: "These are not enough. Now there is someone in front of me who knows my name. How do I know that you are not in the same group?"

After "Church" was silent for a few seconds, he gave a dry smile, and then said: "What's the difference? Robert is by your side, you are in Hell's Kitchen."

All senior CIA officials have reached a consensus that Hell's Kitchen will never be our mission destination, so what are you doing there?"

He said "church" and said mockingly in a hoarse voice: "But in order to prove my identity, I am still happy to chat a few more words.

I've always known that you worked for MI6. A fool named Ethan Hunter used to file reports to save your life, but he himself is now in hiding.

From now on there will be no Agent Isa Foster, the CIA doesn't need a dead person to work for it.

What's your preferred method of death? Drug injection? Bullet? Knife?

Or should I send you to the black jail in Baltimore, find you the darkest basement there, and let you slowly rot there?"

The cruel announcement of "The Church" made big beads of sweat appear on Isa's forehead. A suit agent who had been knocked unconscious by Robert heard the entire conversation between Isa and "The Church".

Faced with his extremely dark fate in the future, the suit agent screamed, jumped up and shouted, "No~ I don't know, I'm just following orders~"

Robert looked sympathetically at the unfortunate guy with his wet crotch, "bravely" pulled out a pistol, put it in his mouth and fired a shot.

Looking at the helpless Isa, Robert sighed, picked up the phone and said: "Church, can you really retire if you do this? By the time you leave the CIA, you will have tens of thousands more enemies..."

The "church" on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment and said: "So I want everyone to tremble with fear when they hear my name, so that they will use their small brains when they come to trouble me.

And I found myself a good place to go..."

Robert hung up the phone helplessly. He could guess where the "church" was going to end up. An old woman named Elizabeth moved to Hell's Kitchen a few months ago...

There is an extremely special social environment here, and there is also a super boss like Alvin.

So this is the best shelter for these retired old guys.

This is also the reason why the "church" pushed to make Hell's Kitchen a "no-go area" at that time!

Robert looked at Isa, whose expression was extremely frightened, and saw her lips trembling as she tried to explain something to him. Robert smiled, shook his head, and said, "I don't know what's going on with you. I believe there is some other hidden secret."

, but that has nothing to do with me.”

As he spoke, Robert looked at the ashen-faced Isa and said with a smile: "What? Do you have any other plans?

But no matter what you want to do, please tell me what I want to know."

Isa was silent for a moment, took out an eyebrow pencil from her handbag, wrote a few names on a napkin and handed it to Robert, then picked up William Rush's whiskey next to her and drank it in one gulp, with a desperate look on her face.

Awaiting professional judgment.

Robert glanced at his harvest, glanced at the desperate Isa with a smile, and said: "You are lucky, the hiding Ethan Hunter is also here.
Chapter completed!