What would a group of old agents look like in the imagination of ordinary people?

Is it as old and strong as Bruce Willis in the Red Flame Battlefield? Or is it as suave and elegant as the classic 007 Pierce Brosnan? Or is it as restrained and deep as Sun Piaoliang lurking in the dark?

No, nothing. All these descriptions are fantasies in movies and TV. When Master Monkey saw these old agents, he couldn't believe his eyes.

Most of these people are already middle-aged, and the years have left deep marks on their bodies and faces. Some of them have bald, some have beer belly, and some have not even had time to change their work clothes.

When this group of people gathered in a hotel that had been booked a long time ago, it was not like an emergency gathering of agents, but more like a May Day labor commendation meeting in the city. Some people even made the waiters dislike it.

Most of the people who came from this group are in China and are convenient to get close. Some of them are small bosses from wholesale supermarkets, some are old men who work in three shifts on assembly lines in factories, some are owners of bakeries, and some are owners of small workshops. Most of them are classmates of the same period, but they have not seen each other for more than ten years.

There are many female agents here, but they are already at the age of an aunt. All of them are like ordinary people, marrying or marrying an ordinary partner, giving birth to an ordinary child, and living an ordinary life. I am afraid that even if their relatives come here, they would never have thought that the closest person who has been with them for more than ten years will be the strongest person in this world and the deepest protector.

The average age is forty-five.

The largest one is more than sixty, and the smallest one is thirty-nine.

The chat content of such an old agent, a group of Supreme Kings who are willing to be buried in the deepest part of the world, is no different from that of ordinary people. It is nothing more than trivial matters of parents, as well as the difficulties of children studying and blind dates. Some people who obviously don’t seem to have a very smooth life will also show bitter smiles when chatting.

In the eyes of many people, this situation is simply a fantasy. Why is such an excellent group of people willing to be so ordinary?

If there is no answer to this kind of thing, one or two may be their own will, but when all these people have no regrets, this cannot be described as intention. The only thing that can be explained is probably faith. These people live for faith.

It sounds very noble, but the facts are actually more noble than it sounds.

Everyone here is level 9, level 9 or above. They are the last foundation of Tacheng, and the reason why they were chosen is probably because they have the kind of toughness and endurance that young people do not have.

"teacher……"

You found an old man in blue work clothes among the middle-aged and elderly people who could be parents. He was sitting on the sofa with a cigarette in his mouth and playing poker with someone.

He heard You's scream, raised his head slightly, and chuckled softly: "I'm pretty when I grow up."

This sentence is very simple, but for some reason it touched the perverted tear glands of the female. She stood beside the old man and didn't speak. She was just sucking her nose and looked very stupid.

"Who is that person?"

"The founder of the ghost, Silver Dragon's mother's...first love." Yu Qing whispered: "I am so respectful. I am over 60 years old this year. I was a powerful figure back then, and my status is similar to yours now in Tacheng, and even a little higher. Because he was the first agent."

"Good..." Master Hou wiped his mouth: "Then what is he doing now?"

"Working as a technical supervisor in a farm tool factory, his ability is particleization."

Master Monkey touched his chin, smacked his mouth a few times, and pointed at a 50-year-old aunt who was calling the house at the front desk: "Where is that?"

"She, let me see." Yu Qing took out his cell phone and scanned her. The information immediately showed it: "The strongest doctor in Tacheng, nicknamed Angel. He can trace the time of a special target or trace the part. Now he is a gynecologist in a private hospital."

"That one!"

Master Hou pointed at a guy who was not a serious old man at first sight. The man was dressed in fancy clothes, leaning against the wall with a bottle of Coke and was pulling a aunt who was almost fifty. The two of them smiled like flowers.

"Yinlong's mentor is the first in Japan. It is said that when he was at his peak, Yinlong couldn't even catch up with his shadow. Now... he opened a barbecue restaurant in Taipei, and the signature dish is onion squid rolls."

"I'm not a good person at first glance."

"Yes, this is a photo of him when he was young. He was not a good person at first glance."

Master Monkey took the phone and looked at a black and white photo on it. The person inside was so beautiful that he was speechless. He looked a bit like the combination of the popular Japanese beauty Shun Oguri and Takayuki Yamada. He was handsome and had a sense of evil spirit, and he looked like he was smashing his phone.

"It's not possible to smash it, I just changed it." Yu Qing snatched the phone and coughed gently: "What else do you want to know?"

Master Monkey touched his chin and pointed at a middle-aged woman sitting in a chair holding a child: "What's the situation with that child?"

"That was her granddaughter. Because her husband, son and daughter-in-law died in a car accident, the granddaughter was too young, so she had to bring her with her."

"Damn?"

"What else? Her ability is to forcefully manipulate, but in order not to reveal her identity, she just watched her family destroy all her family. Don't you give her some privileges?"

Master Monkey was speechless and could only give him a thumbs up silently, then walked to the door and started smoking.

To be honest, the noisy atmosphere inside doesn’t look like a special agent gathering, it’s really like a model worker commendation meeting. Because the people inside look too ordinary, there is no such thing as the legendary aura and pressure.

But even these ordinary people, as long as they open their top secret files, they can find that these people are the mainstays who once stood alone. Among these people are suppressors who have suppressed super riots with one person, heroes who blocked thousands of troops in another world, superman who smashed asteroids outside the atmosphere, and controllers who forcibly extinguished the volcano that is about to erupt. Everyone's past is a magnificent epic, and no one can be picked up will be inferior to those novel protagonists.

However, now, their situation is heartbreaking.

"What the hell are you silently and heavy here? This is their own choice." Yu Qing followed him out and squatted with Master Hou: "They are willing."

"I don't understand. If you want me to not show off, you might as well let me die."

Master Monkey has his own unique worldview. This worldview is unacceptable most of the time, but what he can't accept now is what these people are doing for, it's not worth it at all. He has to take his abilities, youth and even relatives into it for a broken organization. This conflicts with his worldview and cannot be forgiven. If it were him, if his relatives saw that they were hit by a car, he would have to kick the car away even if they caused an earthquake. There is no other reason. This is what it should be. As for whether they are exposed or not, what if they are exposed? What can they do if they are not exposed? Are they still a female worker in a factory, or a chef in a restaurant? For what?

Therefore, Master Hou firmly resisted such acts that violated his personal rights. He made up his mind at that time. If anyone dared to make such a request to him, his first task was to expose Tacheng. He said nothing, and he would expose him directly.

"This is the most powerful thing about Tacheng. If they won't make such a request from you, you can be an attacker peacefully. Those geniuses are much smarter than us."

Yu Qing seemed to have the ability to see through people's hearts. Master Hou just frowned while smoking. He already knew what Master Hou was thinking and could also give an answer to dispel his concerns. This secretary was quite casual, no one else.

Of course, this is also his primary task, which is more important than other tasks. Maintaining the stability of the bomb-killing Monkey King is the core of his work, nothing else... In addition to being an assistant, a secretary, and a brainless fan, what is more important is to be a psychiatrist and monitor Monkey King's psychological condition at any time. Once he finds that he is emotionally unstable, it needs to be solved in the shortest time...

This task is quite tiring, but fortunately... Master Hou can still listen to human words. Although his personality is strange, he is not stubborn.

"I'll be relieved if you say that. You're a good dog-legged person."

"I'll make me sad when you say that." Yu Qing sat on the steps with a smile: "I'm a real brainless fan."

"Then you're a fan and a black guy, I'll take a look."

In the afternoon, people came to report it one after another. The most amazing thing about Master Monkey was an ordinary person who was incapable of ability. He really didn't have any ability, but he was still a level nine-level high-level play. Later, after inquiring, he found out that this old man who worked as a forest ranger in Daxinganling was actually a legendary archer...

What is a legendary archer? Although he does not have any superpowers, as long as he has a bow and an arrow, his prediction, his accuracy, and his grasp of the timing are absolutely superior to those with superpowers, and his lethality is absolutely no less than that of any super warrior.

Although he is old now and dresses in rustic clothes, Master Hou found that his eyes are really different from others. The feeling of focusing on his gods makes Master Hou feel uncomfortable... It's like he was aimed at by a pistol and was about to be shot in the head the next moment.

The old man has been alone in the deep mountains for six years, and his language ability has deteriorated, but his eyes have become brighter and brighter. And Mr. Monkey also discovered one thing, that is, when the old man entered the venue, everyone else seemed to be able to hide from him, as if he had no interaction with him. But Mr. Monkey knew that everyone here actually knew each other, not only that, many of them were classmates, but even completed tasks together.

Maybe it’s because the killer’s aura makes people uncomfortable. Master Hou thinks so. After all, there are not many people who can make him feel uncomfortable.

"The domestic ones are here, and you will be able to get all of them tomorrow."
Chapter completed!