After the gunshots, the bar fell silent.
Everyone stared blankly as a ping-pong ball-sized bullet hole on Su Ming's chest rapidly healed until it disappeared, leaving only a torn hole in his clothes.
"What the f..."
The smell of gunpowder, though it covered the cigar smoke, couldn't disperse the shadow in Baling's heart.
He unconsciously opened his mouth wide.
He had expected the large-caliber pistol in his hand to blast Su Ming away or even directly blow open his chest.
But he had never imagined such an inconceivable situation occurring before his eyes.
The Agents in the bar were all utterly shocked by the scene before them.
They had witnessed countless instances of bullets passing through human bodies—bloody, brutal, but conventional.
A scene like this, straight out of a sci-fi movie, just defied all logic!
Su Ming looked at Baling reproachfully, very displeased with his impatience, and unfolded the letter, as if he hadn't been shot just moments ago.
There was only one sentence on the letter:
"Kill this yellow-skinned monkey who delivered the letter right in front of you!"
After reading the contents of the letter, Su Ming asked curiously:
"Mr. Baling, why would the other party want me dead for a mission you personally assigned to me?
Could it be... that you betrayed the organization? Or, for the sake of your plan, are the lives of Agents expendable?"
Scorpion Baling, enraged and humiliated, finally revealed his sting, firing his gun and roaring:
"What are you all standing around for? Kill him!"
The roar of bullets exiting gun barrels instantly filled the small bar.
The wall where the door was located was instantly riddled with holes, turning into a uniform sieve.
Seeing that it was time for a thrilling confrontation, Su Ming licked his lips excitedly.
Running over ten kilometers was just a warm-up for him; his body lowered, disappearing in an instant, transforming into the God of Death in the dark night.
Each time the Shadow flickering through the crowd paused, it took a fresh life.
What kind of power would a fully enhanced body + bullet-ignoring self-healing + Jeet Kune Do Mastery unleash?
The answer was obvious.
The Agents were all lying on the ground in various contorted shapes in the blink of an eye.
The less severe ones—their noses were pointed towards their butts;
The more severe ones—their noses were pointed towards their butts, plus a hundred or so bullet holes.
When all the Agents were dealt with, Su Ming looked at Baling again, and this Scorpion had lost his superior aura, collapsing to the ground.
His legs instinctively pushed against the ground, wanting to retreat, even though his back was already pressed tightly against the bar counter.
Several gunshot wounds on his body were from stray bullets, now profusely bleeding.
"Oh, right, Mr. Baling, I forgot to tell you something—"
Su Ming squatted in front of Baling with a relaxed expression, using his tie to wipe off the blood splattered on his hands.
"You're fired."
...
It had been years since old Baling had been as happy as he was today.
Because he had obtained intelligence from the local snakes in Hell's Kitchen regarding Vibranium transactions.
The higher-ups in the organization had already guaranteed him that if he could find the source of the Vibranium, his Agent rank would advance further, and entering the high-level ranks would be within reach.
"I knew it!"
The organization would never miss any opportunity to seize something like Vibranium.
So when he first heard news of Vibranium from Hell's Kitchen, it took two nights for his not-so-bright bald head to come up with a plan.
The plan was to find some unlucky fellow to first enter the central area of Hell's Kitchen—no matter what he did there.
At the same time, he would spread rumors that a traitor with Vibranium information had appeared in the HYDRA organization.
This way, he could openly send his forces into the core area of Hell's Kitchen, and Kingpin's Vibranium transactions would inevitably be affected.
First, muddy the Water, then fish in troubled Water!
This was HYDRA's most common method for infiltrating various sectors of society.
Unexpectedly, Kingpin's organization wasn't a monolithic entity either.
His plan had just begun to be implemented when those greedy guys under Kingpin's command proactively came to him, clamoring:
"Fresh Vibranium intelligence, reasonable price~"
Ultimately, he easily obtained the intelligence for a mere 500,000 U.S. dollars, and Su Ming naturally became a discarded chess piece.
But he hadn't expected that just as he was feeling smug about this matter, this damned Su Ming would transform into a demon and return to crash the party.
The most critical thing was that this guy had almost eliminated more than half of his key subordinates, and his purpose was merely—to fire him??
Just a resignation?
Big brother! Our HYDRA isn't some legitimate company; is it really necessary to make such a big deal out of a small matter like resignation?
Is it necessary?
Even though I sent people to kill you, aren't you perfectly fine?
Can't I just apologize?
Baling's mind was on the verge of collapse...
"Ming~ my brother, let's talk this over! Resignation, right? As you wish, just let me go..."
Looking at Baling, who was full of the desire to survive, Su Ming thought that the ruthless Scorpion from his impression was more fitting for that fleshy face.
As if remembering something, he looked at Baling expectantly:
"Mr. Baling, since you agree to my resignation, can we now discuss compensation?"
Both the execution of the mission and the pursuit were orchestrated by Baling, so Su Ming believed he deserved compensation; this wasn't blackmail...
Blackmail!
Blatant blackmail!
Poor old Baling looked at his right leg, which was gradually losing sensation, and complained bitterly in his heart.
But his hands were very diligent; he picked up the phone and started operating it:
"Ming~ my brother, your request is very reasonable, I plan to give you 500,000 U.S. dollars as severance pay...
The condition is—take me to the hospital immediately!"
Su Ming, however, showed no reaction.
"1 million!!"
Seeing that Su Ming didn't speak, Baling gritted his teeth and doubled the price.
Su Ming's mind, at this moment, was calculating how long it would take him to earn 500,000 U.S. dollars by delivering food.
The answer was—a lifetime, and he still wouldn't earn it!
No choice, he had just transmigrated, and his thinking hadn't adjusted yet...
Just as Su Ming was still immersed in the shock brought by 500,000 U.S. dollars, Baling shouted out a new number:
"2 million U.S. dollars!!!
Ming~ my brother, this is all the liquid capital I have left; if you don't take me to the hospital soon, I'll die! For God's sake!"
"How much? 2 million?!"
Su Ming's eyes lit up as he reacted, but the cunning style of Scorpion Baling in his impression reminded him not to easily believe it, unless the transfer was immediate!
"Deal!"
Su Ming agreed with a smile.
"But... I want it now! Otherwise, you're not going anywhere."
Helpless, Baling had no choice but to comply, making a call for his subordinate to immediately transfer the money to Su Ming.
The waiting process was agonizing; not every bank was open at midnight.
Baling felt very cold at this moment, thinking that no matter what connections his subordinate used this time, as long as he could get this done, he would be his next favorite!
"Clang~"
A few minutes later, the sound of coins colliding rang in Su Ming's ears, and the system prompted:
【Transfer received! Account balance: 2,001,380 U.S. dollars!】
Su Ming felt as if he were in a dream; so much money, and he got it so easily?
If he were delivering food...
No!
The occasional waft of blood and the room full of corpses made him realize—he was no longer that delivery rider who worked from dawn till dusk, braving wind and snow, and still had to put up with people's attitudes!
What was he then?
A HYDRA Agent?
That's not right either!
After all, he had just fired his boss and received a large sum in compensation.
Thinking of this, a beautiful blonde woman with blue eyes appeared in Su Ming's mind.
Although he didn't know her name, the Bounty Hunter profession seemed to perfectly match his current situation~
"Snap!"
He snapped his fingers, deciding:
His new profession—Bounty Hunter!
Lost in thought, Su Ming didn't hear Baling's pleas for help until he was so weak he could barely speak, his face ashen.
Only then did Su Ming react:
"Oops~
Sorry, Mr. Baling, I almost forgot about you; I'll take you for treatment right away!"
Baling initially thought Su Ming was going to turn on him after taking the money—just as he had done many times before.
He felt utterly despairing.
Suddenly hearing Su Ming's words, his eyes lit up with hope, his lips trembling, unable to speak, nodding repeatedly, wishing Su Ming would instantly transform into Superman and fly him to the hospital on his back...
"Holy shit! He killed Boss Baling!"
"Kill him!!"
The Agents who had just returned saw the horrific state of the bar and instantly made their judgment.
"Da da da..."
"Hail HYDRA!"
The light in Baling's eyes extinguished...
Damn "Hail HYDRA!"