The bounty hunter of the film and television world

Chapter 19 The Tailor Shop

Harry stood up suddenly and walked slowly to the door with his umbrella, turning a deaf ear to the ridicule of the group behind him.

Of course he didn't run away from the battle. He stood in front of the door with a helpless expression, slowly locked the door, and said word by word: "Ignorance of etiquette, there is no way to stand up!"

Hunter laughed out loud.

This is mixed with an old English sentence, if I hadn't studied it curiously in my previous life.With my own level of English, I can't understand it.

It's like being uneducated and unable to understand classical Chinese.

However, it sounds awesome.

You have to learn more, Harry's showmanship is amazing!

When the blind people saw that Harry was not leaving, they immediately turned around and faced him with arrogance.

They planned to give this middle-aged man who didn't know good and bad a good look.

Harry turned his back and turned his head slightly, "Do you know what this sentence means?" Without waiting for an answer, "Let me teach you!"

As he said that, he picked up a glass of wine with an umbrella and threw it back violently, hitting one person head-on on the forehead.

For a while, the scene became chaotic.

Eggsy looked at him in surprise.

Hunter patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Hey, kid. When we meet for the first time, it will be treated as a greeting gift. Watch it!"

Turning around, tilting his neck, he also stepped forward.

The few people who were entangled with Harry were very upset and yelled: "You son of a bitch, do you think you are also this damn glasses man? Go to hell!"

A fat man took out his dagger, looking for a soft persimmon to pinch.

Hunter chuckled, grabbed the opponent's wrist, and folded it forcefully.

The fat man let out a scream like killing a pig.

Then, Hunter punched the opponent in the back of the head, causing him to stop moving and faint.

Under the public, there is not much hatred.

Hunter is not a murderer, so he kept his hands back a little.

The fights on the scene are not as exciting as those in movies and TV shows.

In fact, real battles are not pretty at all.

Harry has received very professional and brutal training and is much stronger than Hunter now.

The two shot at the same time, and after three to five seconds, seven or eight little blinds all fell to the ground.Even those who were sober screamed and did not dare to stand up again.

After finishing the attack, Harry also used a high-tech watch to shoot a shot of anesthetic, hitting the tavern owner who called the police.

Then, he and Hunter looked at each other, nodded slightly, showing praise.

He stretched out his hand rather gentlemanly and invited Hunter to sit down.

Harry drank the wine from the previous glass and ignored the surprised Eggsy. He turned his head and said with a careful look: "Mr. Hunter, it seems that you are not surprised by my situation?"

Hunter didn't rush, "I'm from America. Apart from being an open bounty hunter, I have other identities, just like you! By the way, one of my identities is your friend in the United States."

Harry was silent for a while, he was using his glasses to contact the headquarters to check for information.

Soon, he learned the identity of Hunter's CIA.No so-called American friends were found, and there was no surprise. He relaxed and nodded: "Mr. Langman, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

Hunter smiled and stood up, "Same. Okay, I won't bother you anymore. I can see that this guy is a good seed, you can consider recruiting him!" Then he turned his head, "By the way, Eggsy, I will Staying in London for a while, welcome to come to me for any job!
Trust my contact information here, Harry and the others can search for it and hand it over to you.goodbye! "

Eggsy waved his hand blankly, and after the bar door closed again, he said: "Who is he, and you? You don't look like ordinary warriors!"

Harry nodded, "Keep it secret."

They didn't talk much and quickly left.

In the dark and shiny taxi, Harry quickly operated some high-tech equipment.

A voice came: "Hey Harry, did you let that guy go?"

"Yes, he should be fine. Our founder has a like-minded friend in the United States."

"However, we have no way of determining his identity. All the information, except what is shown, does not conform to common sense at all."

"It's not common sense! Don't worry, I left a listening device on him. Oh, wait, damn, it's gone!"

"Very good, I feel more normal! Do you need me to arrange for someone to follow up and investigate?"

Harry shook his head, "There is no need to waste manpower, the closed-circuit televisions in countless street shops and hotels are enough. Unless he intends to deliberately hide his whereabouts. We are now investigating the cause of the death of a colleague, and I plan to recruit Eggsy to join."

"If it passes the review, I will agree."

"Okay, that's it!"

On the other side, in a commercial street along the Thames River, inside a men's clothing store.

Hunter stood in front of the mirror, and three or two waitresses beside him were helping him to straighten his clothes and tie.

"Sir, you have a great figure, like a Hollywood star."

"Yes, only a few people can hold up a Hawks suit perfectly."

Hunter looked in the mirror. Apart from his short hair and beard, which looked more menacing, and wearing a well-fitting suit, he really had a selling point.

Smiling, "Oh, that's fine. But, I don't like being described as a star!"

"Yes, of course. I'm very sorry!"

The clerk immediately apologized and was extremely sincere.

Wearing an all-black suit, when paying the bill, Hunter asked for help to throw away his original clothes.

Therefore, he had no idea, or in other words, had no ability to discover that Harry had placed surveillance on him.

Walking out of the store, Hunter unbuttoned his collar a little annoyedly, and stretched his neck.

Damn it, so I still have to stay in London...

If you have to wait for all the so-called devil marks to be removed, it will take more than half a month.

Fortunately, in his pocket, there is Joseph Trasov's 30 US dollars.

If you can enjoy life a little bit, treat it as a trip.

There are so many so-called luxury brands in Europe. Just a suit that I have never heard of costs more than 3000 pounds.

I got into the rented BMW and was about to start it when the phone rang.

"Hey Hunter, are you all right?"

"Oh Brian, I'm fine, everything's going well. Jean and Grace."

"I have escorted them home safely. Have you come into contact with anyone in the UK?"

Hunter was taken aback, "What happened?"

"The CIA found out that someone is investigating you."

"Who is the other party? By the way, your company seems to care about me too?"

"That's right, the CIA thinks you are a good informant, at least my boss thinks so. The person investigating you is a British secret organization code-named Tailor Shop. My boss asked me to tell you to be more vigilant.

Don't conflict with them.The tailors are all British nobles. "

Hunter said: "Well, okay! Take it easy, I know it!"

(End of this chapter)