Not far from the port.

A low, heavy metal sound came from the bar with a wooden sign in Waldrun, and the bartender in a black shirt passed through the toasting guests and shouted to Yagami-an on stage with an electric guitar sweep:

"Jacovel, someone is looking for you."

“......"

As if he hadn't heard it, Yagami plucked the strings and continued his playing.

Rhythmic rock music resounded throughout the bar, and all the guests stood up and cheered, swaying to the rhythm.

"Sorry, two gentlemen, Jagwell's personality is like this, he doesn't like to be disturbed when he plays, you may come back later..."

The bartender looked at Steve in a baseball cap with some embarrassment, and Hawkeye behind him.

"It's okay."

Steve took off the hat he used to disguise and looked at the bartender in front of him, with a smile on his face, "You should be an agent who graduated from S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy, and your disguise skills are a little green." "

After the bartender's expression changed, he nodded helplessly, "Yes, I am a sixth student of S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy, George. Raven, Chief Coulson asked me to lurk here, secretly observing for a while to determine the level of danger in Yagami-an. "

"Typical S.H.I.E.L.D. style."

Hawkeye Double 077 on the side shrugged his hands on his chest, "I dare to pack tickets, you must have been discovered long ago." "

"Impossible."

Some young agents immediately retorted, "I have been following the regulations in the secret agent code during this time, and there has not been a single violation." "

"That's the biggest problem."

Hawkeye shook his head, "The first time I saw you, I knew you were an agent, and you were a completely inexperienced kind. "

Considering the rookie agent's psychological endurance, Hawkeye still left a little affection on his lips and did not say it too badly.

Steve shook his head helplessly as he listened, signaling the agent to follow them outside the bar.

"Talk about it."

Steve said bluntly, "I want to know all the information about Yagami-an during this time. "

“......"

George. LaVine was silent for a while, and it wasn't until in the miniature headset, when Chief Coulson agreed, that he spoke:

"Yagami-an came to this bar two months ago as the resident singer of the night, and his daily life is basically in the bar, or in the hotel near the bar, without any excesses (bfeh)..."

"By the way, the name he proclaimed here is not Yagami-an, but Yagwell, and even his hair is dyed black."

"I see."

Steve listened thoughtfully, glanced at Hawkeye, and a moment later, the two returned to the bar, quietly waiting for Yagami-an to finish singing.

"Oooh—"

The atmosphere in the bar was warm to the extreme, and many girls dressed hotly kissed Yagami-an...

"It's also a bar tradition."

George. LaVine explained with some envy, "In fact, because of Yagami-an, the bar's turnover has tripled, and most of the frequented by young women are young women. "

"Well, Captain, you should have experienced this treatment before."

With a teasing smile on his face, Hawkeye naturally said that Steve was touring the country during World War II to sell war bonds.

"Clint, that's old, and besides, I'm not as popular as he is..."

Steve shook his head with a wry smile, waited until Yagami-an finished singing the last song, and raised his glass to signal to him.

"You shouldn't have come here."

Yagami-an's reaction was cold.

Putting down the guitar and sitting next to Steve, he turned his way towards George. LaVine beckoned, "Go get a bottle of Chivas Regal." "

"Oh..."

George. Lavine nodded subconsciously, thought about it and felt wrong, and asked stunnedly: "Mr. Jagwell, you already know my identity?" "

"What do you think?" (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

[Yagami-an] glanced at him lightly, obviously it was a very ordinary look, but it made George . LaVine shrunk down, stopped talking very sensibly, and ran to get a bottle of Chivas whiskey.

"You're wasting your talent."

Picking up the wine bottle and watching the amber liquor gradually fill the glass, Yagami-an said this in a cold tone.

"Why?!"

Steve was stunned for a moment.

"The blood of the serpent contains a power that you cannot imagine, but you have never paid attention to it."

Yagami-an glanced at the green lantern ring on Steve's right hand, "Have you ever thought that when you are in a desperate situation, try to put down this ring, so that maybe you can still improve, instead of gradually becoming mediocre like here..."

"But I don't want to be controlled by this force."

Steve frowned and said what he really thought, "In the initial stage of obtaining the blood of the Great Serpent, I was out of control for a while, the power of the Great Serpent is indeed strong, but it is also extremely dangerous..."

"So I say, you're wasting your talent."

Yagami-an shook his head, "Your will is stronger than you thought, as long as you are stubborn enough, the big snake can't help you." "

Saying that, Yagami-an stood up, drank the wine in the glass, and looked towards George, who was standing on the side, like a little brother. LaVine nodded:

"Clear the scene, here comes a guy I hate very much."

"Huh?!"

George. LaVine was stunned for a moment, and then saw Goenitz, dressed in a black priest's suit, politely pushing the door and walking in, and smiled at him.

"Who is he?!"

Feeling the boiling of the blood of the big snake in his body, Steve's face was almost instantly solemn.

"Goenitz, the serpent's most loyal subordinate..."

Give your guitar to George. Lavin, signaling him to take away, Yagami-an raised his hand, black flames rose in his palm, and said quietly:

"So I say, you guys didn't come at the right time."

Rumble!!

The voice just fell.

The black flame swept out, hot and cold, spreading more than half of the bar in an instant, swallowing Goenitz's figure.

"He's dead?"

George. LaVine hugged the guitar and swallowed.

"Of course not."

Yagami-an stared indifferently at the black Cang Yan who was jumping and burning.

I saw that.

The invisible wind swirled and coiled, rolling up black flames, causing it to soar straight into the sky and break through the roof of the bar.

And Goenitz walked out of the flames unharmed, touched his chest with one hand, and greeted with a smile: "Yagami, we are also friends, don't you invite me for a drink?" "

"What do you say?"

Yagami-an raised his hand expressionlessly, and the black Cang Yan beat in his palm.

......。