Cross defected.
Early this morning, Baker was preparing to come to the textile factory to punch in as usual, and then suddenly heard such a piece of news when he was getting off work.
As the most powerful killer in the [Brotherhood], Cross actually defected from this organization that has a history of more than a thousand years.
Wow.
Kind of.
Baker took a bite of the burger he had just bought at the roadside stall outside, then sipped the coffee with five small boxes of creamer in his hand and walked into the factory director's office on the third floor.
The director of the factory is a black man named Morgan Sloan.
If you don't look carefully, you will think that the director looks like Black Morgan, who often plays the role of president or vice president in Hollywood movies.
"Good morning."
"Good morning, hero."
Morgan Sloan, who was well-dressed with curly white hair and a white beard, and looked like a real Black God, said hello to Baker who walked in. Then he looked at the people who walked in and said in a deep voice: "The Cross has defected."
The repairman, the pesticide, the pharmacist, and the butcher, all four of them had gloomy expressions.
David, wearing an off-white suit, showed no expression.
Fox, who has a hot figure and charming appearance, lowers his head and uses a beautiful dagger to pick up the nail polish on his nails.
Baker…
Baker silently sipped the coffee in his cup, which was not bitter at all. Anyway, he had only been a member of this organization that claimed to kill one person and save a thousand people for seven years, and he was not related to the cross. It's none of your business, just leave it alone.
The most important thing.
Baker has already started to think about his next job, whether to go to a company with a complete pension system, or to go to the InterContinental Hotel chain to become a freelance assassin.
etc……
Isn't there an assassin organization in the Marvel universe that can survive longer?
Beck blinked.
Yes.
The universe that Baker is currently in is the legendary Marvel Universe with several nines. The reason why we are not sure how many nines it is is because this does not seem to be a simple Marvel Cinematic Universe, or the Marvel Comics Universe.
At least……
If it were a pure Marvel universe, the beautiful, sexy, bone-chilling fox assassin next to Baker shouldn't exist.
Even though Baker seems like an assassin now, in fact, Baker wanted to be a good person at the beginning.
but……
This is all forced by life.
When he first traveled here, Baker wanted to live a safe life. Anyway, if the sky fell, the tall people from the Avengers would be there to hold it up, but there were unforeseen circumstances. When Baker was sixteen years old, this life was cheap. My parents died in a car accident.
The most important thing is that the damn driver escaped.
And then……
In order to support himself and his two younger sisters, Baker had no choice but to find ways to make money. After all, whether it was the rent of the house or his own tuition and the tuition of his two younger sisters, it was a huge expense.
From a gangster bounty hunter in Chicago to a not-so-famous assassin [hero] in the underground world today, it can be said that Baker was completely forced to embark on this path.
You try asking a sixteen-year-old boy to protect himself and his two sisters in Chicago's criminal community.
Can the salary from a serious job support three people?
fine.
Baker is a man of wisdom, so for him, in this universe, it makes no difference which industry he chooses.
Again.
Who says assassins can only be killers and not heroes?
This is also the biggest reason why Baker gave himself "hero" as his code name.
Another reason is...
[Name: Baker Morton (Hero Moulton)]
[Age: 25 years old]
[Skills: Pistol shooting (expert), vehicle driving (advanced), aircraft driving (intermediate), foreign language (intermediate), history (beginner)...]
[Heroic skills: Lancer Lucian's marksmanship, Void Predator Kazir's void attack, Demacia's power Galen's tough physique. 】
[Items: Swift Scout Teemo’s Mushroom*2, Detection Guard*2, LeBlanc’s Paper Doppelgänger*2, Inventor Heimerdinger’s Bamboo Dragonfly*1, Self Gem Fragment*1, Neeko's transformation card*1 (permanent, Hero Morton has been used)]
This is a plug-in belonging to Baker.
no doubt.
However, twenty-five years have passed, and Baker still hasn’t figured out the true identity of the plug-in. This plug-in is different from other cheats of the coquettish bitch. After awakening at the age of 16, Baker offered a lottery at other times. , as quiet as a maverick plug-in.
From the age of sixteen to twenty-five, these skills and items are all unlocked by Baker on his birthday every year.
so……
Baker named himself [hero].
There's no way around it. It's normal for League of Legends skills to be codenamed hero. Besides, who says assassins can't be heroes?
"David!"
Morgan Sloan, who was sitting on the chair, looked at David, who was wearing a gray and white suit, and said, "You handle this matter."
David hummed.
All assassin organizations have an unwritten rule that everyone abides by, that is, once you join, you will be a member of this organization for life. To put it simply, you are an organization member in life, and a ghost of the organization in death.
Except Baker.
The assassin organization that Baker had joined in his hometown of Chicago was banned by the FBI's Gang Criminal Investigation Division after Baker received the admission notice from New York University.
Otherwise, Baker could still go to New York to attend college?
Ah.
Half an hour later.
Baker and Fox, the only female assassin in the organization, walked out of the door of the textile factory behind them side by side.
"Didi!"
Fox opened the driver's door of his fiery red sports car, put it on it, and said to Baker: "Looking for a place to have a drink?"
Beck looked up at the sky.
Although it is only February 2004, the sun is still shining, and it is still morning.
Baker shook his head: "No, I drank too much last night, so I went home to catch up on some sleep."
Fox didn't force it, he just shrugged and said, "Then you'd better be careful."
Baker looked like a fox with charming eyes.
careful?
What should he be careful about?
The fox's sexy lips moved slightly: "Be careful, the cross is waiting for you to go home somewhere."
Baker laughed: "I'm not familiar with him."
"Yeah?"
"certainly."
"All right."
"..."
Baker looked at the fox in confusion as he left a warning and got into the car, then drove away quickly. Now that the cross is not protecting his son who was abandoned early, he comes to look for me?
How is this possible?
I'm not familiar with him.
Half an hour later.
Blonde, blue-eyed, wearing a handmade tailor-made suit from Italy and leather shoes, Baker returned to his original appearance with a friendly face and nodded politely to a Wall Street investment bank partner before entering the elevator at No. 820 Fifth Avenue. among.
top layer.
"Ding!"
Baker walked out of the elevator, glanced at the two colorful mushrooms placed quietly at the door of his home, and then unlocked the door with his fingerprint.
getting Started.
The phone in my arms rang on time.
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