Struggle in the world of American comics

After taking down the super killer Cross Gibson, the next step is to contact the CIA.

It's much easier to find the cold-faced killer than Cross. Previously at the police station, CIA's Nobodi left Mei a contact information.

After a brief communication, Jordani made an appointment with Norbody to meet at a coffee shop near the Hudson River.

The cafe is located in Manhattan, near Wall Street.

Even the craziest criminals dare not cause trouble in this area, and there are patrols patrolling every ten minutes.

This is also a safety consideration, and CIA has never been a good bird.

Approaching the appointed time, a middle-aged man wearing a suit with a heavy face, but always with a wild smile on his face walked into the restaurant.

This is an unruly man.

The first time he saw this person, Jordani had an instinctive intuition in his heart.

"You are the famous judge of justice, Mr. Jovovich, right?"

"Mr. Nobody, sit down. I've ordered you a cup of coffee, but I'm just not sure if it suits your taste."

"Well, what kind of flavor? I've always been picky."

"Spider flavor, do you like it?"

All the words were on point. As soon as the two sides met and exchanged a few words, they quickly fell silent.

The old god Jordani was drinking coffee, and Nobodi, with a few small and quiet movements, had already passed on some information.

The importance of the Spider Serum Potion is undoubted, and it is even enough for the CIA to sacrifice some of its manpower to carry out a battle in downtown Manhattan.

After the message was passed on, Norbody finally spoke: "Mr. Jovovich, I like spider-flavored coffee, but..."

Jordani directly interrupted the other party's words and said: "You are stalling for time. The manpower of the secret operations force should have already surrounded us, right?"

Along with Jordani's words, outside the coffee shop, in several directions, a dozen figures suddenly softened to the ground.

With a whoosh, two small holes were opened in the glass window of the cafe, and two CIA plainclothes agents who were drinking coffee fell directly on the table.

"Mike was shot..."

"Chris was shot..."

"There is an ambush, and the ballistics cannot be analyzed..."

Nobody's expression changed drastically, and bursts of exclamations came from the headset.

But at this time, Jordani very calmly picked up the coffee in front of him and said with a smile: "Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

With two top killers from the Assassin's Mutual Aid Association escorting them, it couldn't be easier to deal with some CIA plainclothes agents.

Jordani smiled lightly, but Nobody's face across from him was already dark.

In the eyes of two top killers, Cassian and Cross, the CIA's manpower and layout were as crude as children's playing house.

After Nobodi was shaken, his face quickly returned to the previous smile, and he said: "What a good idea, Mr. Jovovich. The reason for asking me out this time is not just for coffee and demonstration, right?"

After all, he is a veteran agent. Even if he is already panicking, he can still keep his composure.

Old Yin beep!

Jordani complained in his heart and said with a smile: "CIA's reputation is not very good. In order for everyone to talk calmly, I can only make some preparations."

Nobodi was unhappy with being slapped in the face, but he didn't dare to say anything.

After a pause, Norbody said: "Anyone with strength is worthy of respect. Mr. Jovovich, I don't know what you want to talk about now?"

Jordani took out a bottle of lavender potion and said, "This is something I got in the abandoned underground passage on 92nd Street. It's not easy to drink the medicine randomly, so I can give it to you."

Regarding this bottle of spider potion, Jordani had actually thought of a lot of things.

For example, the last thing not written in the diary left by Richard was that the spider potion was indeed successful, but it was made from Richard's own DNA and could not be used by others.

Come to think of it, Richard is also an old scumbag, and he wants to trick himself before he dies.

Fortunately, I have plot hooks. This useless spider potion is quite suitable for tricking the CIA.

Nobodi stared at the potion on the table and said, "What does CIA need to pay?"

There is no free pie in the sky. As a seasoned Nobodi, he can survive to the present and become the supervisor of Nowhere, relying on the coexistence of caution and boldness.

What you get is what you have to pay.

The strength shown by Jordani was enough for Norbody to take him seriously.

Jordani said: "First, Peter and May's safety needs to be guaranteed, and I don't want anyone to disturb their lives; second, Osborne's trouble needs you to take over, and I hate trouble too."

Norbody took the potion directly and said, "Okay! But there is a computer hard drive missing from Richard's secret laboratory. I wonder what Mr. Jovovich has planned?"

Jordani laughed and said: "This is related to another deal. I believe the CIA is also very interested in the Assassin Mutual Aid Association, right?"

Nobodi's face froze, as if he was thinking about something.

After a long while, Nobody finally said: "Do you want to target the Assassin's Mutual Aid Association?"

Jordani leaned back in his chair and said: "I hate these guys, they want to kill me, and I still want to live in New York, so I think it would be better if these guys died, are you right?"

Nobodi said solemnly: "These people are difficult to deal with. They are too mysterious and powerful, and there are big people protecting these people."

Jordani took out a blueprint again and said: "Brooklyn Textile Factory No. 72, I believe it won't be a problem to block this block for a period of time with the power of CIA, right?"

"As for big shots, is there any big shot bigger than CIA?"

Nobodi quickly thought about the pros and cons, and finally said: "I want the formula for the source of the mutual aid association's strength!"

Jordani laughed and said: "No matter what you want, you need to get it yourself. We should each use our own methods. What do you think?"

Nobodi nodded, drank the coffee on the table in one gulp, and said, "Happy cooperation!"

The deal is finalized and the cooperation is achieved.

Both sides are on guard, so it's better to act separately. In this process, everyone will be able to gain as much benefit as possible.

As for the computer hard drive, it is an insurance measure for Jordani.

Once all the benefits are given out at this time, it will not be so wonderful if CIA turns against him and cheats him again.

The two parties discussed some more details in the coffee shop. Seeing that the agents around him who had been knocked unconscious by tranquilizer bombs tended to wake up, Jordani quickly stood up and prepared to walk outside.

Just as Jordani walked to the door, an agent lying on the ground suddenly grabbed Jordani's ankle.

"Don't leave, I'm going to kill you..."

The weak agent struggled and hit Jordani's knees with his small fists.

Jordani took a look, hey, isn't this John Smith.

Feeling embarrassed, Jordani thought for a moment, left John alone, picked up a green hat next to him, and covered the other person's face.

"Dude, you'd better have a good sleep!"