Ethan Hunt walked out of the convenience store, chewing gum, and glanced at the unfamiliar man, who quickly averted his eyes.
"The things they do are even cruder than EDM!" he muttered to himself as he got into his Mercedes-Benz and started cruising around the capital of Colombia.
A rich lady gives you money, it's only right to spend it.
Otherwise, how could he live with himself for the efforts he put in last night?
The tail behind him got all confused; when they saw him enter a public restroom, the two exchanged glances and followed suit.
Just as they turned the corner, a fist as big as a sandbag whooshed toward them, knocking one out cold with its heavy force, while Ethan grabbed the other by the head and slammed it against the wall. Dizzy, he was then strangled by Ethan's hands, which twisted to both sides.
Hmm~
A very crisp sound.