Miss, You Have Four Tells

Watching Galina Dubois put on her helmet, mount the motorcycle wreathed in Black Flame, and speed away like the wind, Chino smiled. She was starting to have a bit of Celty's flair.

Once she disappeared at the end of the street, Chino turned and headed back inside as well.

"What exactly are you planning?" Maria Hill hurried after him.

"Not telling you."

"..."

"It's not time yet. When the time comes, I'll naturally tell you."

"You exposed Hydr..." Maria Hill had barely opened her mouth when she suddenly realized Rogue was still inside, so she changed her words. "You definitely know other things too, don't you?"

"Yes!"

Chino nodded without denying it.

"What would it take for you to tell me?"

"You know." Chino gave her a suggestive once-over.

"You—"

"As long as you're willing to go up to the third floor, I can tell you," Chino continued teasing her.

Third floor = friends with benefits!

"In your dreams."

Maria Hill shot Chino a fierce glare, walked around him, and entered the house ahead of him.

Heh, quite the personality. Chino smiled.

Yes, this was the Iron Lady, Maria Hill. If he merely named a price and she obediently climbed into his bed, then she would not be the cold-blooded, iron-willed Hill. She was not Natasha, the Black Widow!

Emmmm...

As for S.H.I.E.L.D., Chino had never intended to save it in the first place. What did it have to do with him? The only reason he had taken that damn consultant job was for the initial pile of dollars. After all, he had transmigrated straight into the Black Widow's room. Now that he had his own business, he had no need to keep acting according to their wishes.

If he truly ran out of options, he could always "steal" money—rob the rich and help the poor while taking a little for himself!

Besides, S.H.I.E.L.D. was already a complete sieve. How could it be saved?

Unless it underwent a complete replacement of its blood!

But that would not be easy!

If he really wanted to clean house thoroughly, Chino would have to kill far too many people, including certain members of the Security Council, senators all over the United States, big shots, and the like.

A complete purge in a short time would be nothing less than a massive upheaval in political circles!

And honestly, while he knew the names of some Hydra leaders, where they were... was not something his psychic abilities could simply locate in an instant.

For a fine young man like Chino, whose dream was to live like a salted fish, it was... too much trouble!

The only person in all of S.H.I.E.L.D. he truly cared about was Maria Hill. Although he knew she had not died in that conflict, after he had changed certain things... would Hill still survive?

That was why he had abducted her to his side ahead of time.

The other person he cared about was Phil Coulson, but Phil was a guy. Giving him a chance to come back once was enough.

Chino could not be bothered with Hydra.

Honestly, even if Hydra eventually ruled Earth, it would still be Earthlings ruling Earth. At worst, they would draw the attention of the Kree and fight a huge war. It was not as though aliens had taken over, nor had Thanos snapped his fingers.

With his abilities, once Hydra rose to power and showed itself, he could wipe them all out in one go!

Hmph. Chino's motto was—[Nobody messes with me.]

Just then, a slightly androgynous female voice came from behind him.

"Excuse me, is this the All-Purpose... Agency?"

Chino's ears suddenly twitched. Business!

Turning around, he found that there really was business.

Behind him stood a young woman in running gear, looking just like one of those people who went jogging at night. Her brown, wavy hair was tied into a bouncing ponytail behind her head. She had an exquisitely beautiful, striking face, blue eyes, and a high nose bridge. Judging from the shape of her brow ridge, she seemed to have... just a hint of Jewish features.

Most importantly, this woman had—such fucking huge breasts!

Even bigger than Daddario's!

Gulping, Chino asked gentlemanly, "Madam, you are...?"

"Sharon Rodney."

"Oh, Miss Sharon, hello, hello. Chino Marcus." He politely shook her hand, then gentlemanly stepped aside. "Miss Sharon, please."

The beautiful woman nodded politely and walked inside.

"What would you like?"

"Coffee, no sugar. Thank you."

"Anna, get to it, hurry up," Chino shouted toward the back.

Rogue gloomily got up to make the coffee, muttering as she did, "The moment he sees big breasts, he forgets himself!"

She had forgotten that hers were not small either. Of course, compared to Sharon Rodney's... it was the difference between an apple and a pomelo!

"The coffee is good."

"My honor! By the way, Miss Sharon, do you have a commission for us?" Chino thoughtfully introduced their services.

"Yes." Taking a sip of coffee, Sharon Rodney pulled a file from her waist pouch. "This man."

After giving it a quick once-over, Chino smiled. "I couldn't tell, but Miss Sharon is quite devoted. Hmm, hurt by love?"

Bang!

The coffee cup slammed onto the table. Though the cup did not break, steaming coffee spilled out and splashed over her hand. Sharon Rodney merely flicked her hand slightly before taking a tissue and wiping it clean.

Chino narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Hmph! I won't deny that I loved him, but his love for me was fake. He not only deceived me emotionally, he also cheated me out of my money. Everything he has now was given to him by me. I want him dead. I want back everything that belongs to me."

"Anna, check it out."

He tossed the file to Rogue.

Two minutes later, Rogue nodded. "The information is accurate. These two were once also..."

Chino nodded and turned to Sharon Rodney. "I already explained our rules to Miss Sharon beforehand, right?"

"Mm."

"Your job is estimated at one hundred thousand dollars. I'll need a fifty-thousand-dollar deposit first."

Sharon Rodney hesitated slightly. "That expensive?"

"Your husband... ah, excuse me, your ex-husband! This Mike Adam by his side is, if nothing unexpected happens, a Mutant. They are inseparable. To kill your ex-husband, we have to take down this Mutant first! Heh, killing him does not come cheap." Chino clipped a cigar and smiled. "You don't mind, do you?"

"Help yourself."

"One hundred thousand dollars to take out a fairly powerful Mutant is already very cheap!"

"But..."

"With one hundred thousand dollars, you won't be cheated; with one hundred thousand dollars, you won't be fooled. It's truly worth every penny!"

Sharon Rodney's cheek twitched slightly. Why did those words sound so familiar? It felt like she had heard them somewhere before.

"But... how can I be sure you won't run off with the money? Or that you won't be killed by that man? Sorry, please forgive me for being so direct! I need to confirm first whether you... truly have the ability to handle this."

Not a single loophole in what she said!

But Chino had no interest in playing verbal games with her. Smiling, he stood up and patted her shoulder. "All right, miss, stop pretending."

"What did you say?" Sharon Rodney frowned, looking completely bewildered.

"Miss, from just now until now, you have had four tells!"