Luke wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and stared at the dancer in the center of the stage with a strange expression on his face.
Barely controlling his expression, he raised his hand and knocked on the counter with a five-dollar bill between his fingers.
The bartender turned around.
Luke said, "Can I ask you something?"
The bartender looked at the bill under his hand and frowned.
But because of Luke's size and appearance, he still walked over. "What do you want to know?"
Luke gestured. "What's the name of the short-haired beauty on the stage? When did she come? I don't think I saw her last time. "
When the bartender heard the question, he immediately understood.
Five dollars for the information was already very generous. Most people wouldn't even give him a penny for such a question.
His attitude also improved. "Her name is Lannie. She's only been here for the last few days. But she's very arrogant and only dances like this. So far, nobody has been able to go home with her or climb into her bed! "
On the stage, "Lannie" was flirting with the audience. Luke's eyes twitched.
"… I
can't
wait
I
need
a
hit，Baby，
give
me
it
you're
Dangerous … "The music drifted into his ears.
Hearing this answer, he quickly flicked the five dollars in his hand over and his eyes twitched. Go back with him? Climb into his bed? Even Ramah might not be able to do that.
Seeing that Luke was so straightforward with the money, the bartender wanted to take a break. Instead, he stopped what he was doing and continued talking nonsense. "These girls are really strong. Do you see her thighs? They're so strong that they can definitely snap a person's waist. Look at this powerful dolphin. It must've been professionally "trained." If she sits on it, I'll … "
On the stage, Lannie's chassis vibrated vigorously as the electronic voice sang tirelessly, "… with
the
taste
of
your
lips，
I'm
on
a
ride，You're
toxic
tongue
slipping
Mine … "
Luke's face immediately darkened.
His right hand, which had been in his pocket earlier, took out something that looked like a pen, and aimed it at the bartender from under his left armpit.
A black needle silently shot out from the tip of the pen. The bartender was still saying something, but in less than a second, his eyes lost focus. His legs turned to jelly, and he fell onto the bar counter.
Luke calmly put his hand back into his pocket. With a thought, he put the agent pen and the tranquilizer needle into his space. At the same time, he seemed to be shocked as he looked at the bartender.
Soon, two burly men came over and checked the bartender. "He's not dead. He seems to be unconscious."
The other black man stared at Luke, his hand already on the gun under his loose T-shirt.
Luke snorted. "Come on, how many years has it been since you last touched a woman in this bar? Didn't you say how 'hot' Lanny was? She could faint from excitement. "
The black man was stunned. They all knew that the bartender was secretly coveting the new Lanny, but he didn't succeed in hooking up with her. He even had a record of fainting from being too excited.
At this time, the burly man who was squatting down also finished his examination. "No blood, no external injuries."
Forget about the gun, there was no smell of gunpowder in the air at all.
The two black men helplessly took out their walkie-talkies and shouted a few words, before they carried the unconscious bartender through a small door on the side.
Luke shrugged and turned his head to look at the three people dancing on the stage.
But he didn't forget to ask Ah Fu, "Did you record our dear Miss Lanny's dance? Make sure you don't miss anything. "
Ah Fu said, "Don't worry, Master. Bat 7 and 8 captured everything from two angles. It will definitely become Miss Lanny's lifelong treasure. "
Luke hummed in response. "Forget it. It's fine. Just put it in the database."
Ah Fu said, "Master, I thought you were going to give it to Mr. Phil as a birthday present. Otherwise, it would be too much of a waste."
Luke chuckled inwardly. Phil probably won't even have his birthday. He's going to die with me.
That was right! Lanny, who was in the middle of the stage, was the first model of the Phil Thousand Faces System.
Luke had specially chosen this short-haired, fierce, and hot girl style, and he could recognize her at a glance.
Even so, a thought surfaced in his mind. 'Could it be that Phil is here for the same reason as me?'
Phil and Batman were now brothers in hardship, and had already been "sacrificed."
The only thing he was responsible for was a secret investigation into Hydra inside S.H.I.E.L.D.
Claudia and Lamarr? Hydra and America's "big backer"? And it seemed like there really was a connection.
A secret organization like Hydra wouldn't mind earning billions of dollars every year without any records.
Luke also had a lot of things that he had to do with untraceable black money, so he wouldn't use the phone company's funds.
His opponents didn't need any evidence. As long as they found clues, they wouldn't let go of any mistakes.
Thus, no matter what kind of secrecy or money laundering, it was safer to get to the bottom of it at the source.
Thinking that, he couldn't help but look at Phil, who was about to finish dancing on the stage. Should he contact him?
What should he say? He hesitated. Because I saw you dancing part-time in a bar with my own eyes. I didn't expect you to be like this. Coulson? Phil wouldn't kill himself in anger, would he?
That way, before he killed himself, he might be able to kill some untactful witness!
Quickly rejecting this unreliable idea, Luke decided to wait and see what would happen next before he took action.
For Phil, it didn't matter if he delayed it for a day or two.
Who would have thought! As soon as he got the Thousand Faces System, Phil, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, actually started to liberate himself. Was this … a pleasant surprise? Luke concluded in his heart as he picked up his beer again and took a sip.
Of course, he had already turned back to the bar.
It was good enough that he had that video as a souvenir. Watching Phil dance with his own eyes … that scene would be extremely heart-wrenching.
Ah Fu sent a reminder. "Master, Spiders One to Six have entered the basement. There's a simple alarm, but it won't stop them from sneaking in."
Luke hummed in acknowledgment.
The bat prefix was a drone that could fly, and the spider prefix was naturally a drone that could crawl.
With his current technology, the spider's body could be less than ten millimeters — of course, it would be a lot bigger when its mechanical legs were spread out.
This was also enough for reconnaissance, especially when it came to crawling into holes. It was much more convenient than the flying bat drone.
Ah Fu said, "Discovered the second basement. There are more sophisticated detectors. The spider squad needs time to find a way."
Luke didn't think much of it and waited silently.
Since he had decided to give Phil a performance, no, a chance to show off, he wasn't in a hurry.
At that moment, the song on the stage ended, and the hot girl with the crew cut that Phil had transformed into with the Thousand Faces System No. 1 was called off, leaving only the two other female dancers to begin the next dance.
Iron Hand Rama also got up from his seat and walked through the small door.
Looking at the scene in the basement, Luke couldn't help but scratch his head.
Phil was taken to the basement by a burly black man, who then had her enter a room.
Then … Rama arrived and followed her into the room.
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