That's a bullet that turns.
A bullet fired from the gun in the fox's hand. This bullet, which cost no more than three dollars, took away the weapons of twelve assassins, including the black gunsmith, the white pistol, and the tinker. life.
Then.
The bullet drew a circular shape, and finally focused on the fox that fired it.
Bang!
The fox closed his eyes, then tilted his head slightly, and then fell towards the unsightly floor beside him.
Boom!
Baker, who was in the Destiny Loom room under Sloan's office, withdrew his gaze, and then saw Sloan running in from the door.
Seeing the messy scene, Sloan took a rough look around, and then heard Wesley's howling voice coming from upstairs. He cursed Shete with a very ugly face, and then hurriedly walked out. .
Not long after.
Baker, who was standing on the roof, also saw Wesley walking out of the textile factory with a confused and blind look on his face.
Baker clicked his tongue twice.
Wesley was in a very similar state at the moment. How could I put it? After the impulse passed and the adrenaline dissipated, the soreness and emptiness came from all directions in the body.
Were the textile factory assassins just a bunch of bad guys with pistols?
hehe.
This sentence was also what Wesley just said to Sloan in the office. Obviously, this was another out-of-the-brained sentence.
Why did Baker give himself the code name hero?
because……
Those who have always opposed heroes have always been villains.
Wesley finally stumbled out of the textile factory. Almost at the moment Wesley left, many people came from all around.
These people were from various assassin organizations in New York. There were even five high-end people wearing suits and white gloves who walked into the textile factory that was hit by a Category 10 typhoon.
These five people belong to the [Intercontinental Hotel].
Judge.
The judge of the InterContinental Hotel is, more importantly, the judge of the assassin world. The InterContinental Hotel's status in the assassin world is like that of the UN, and the major assassin organizations are like the countries under the UN.
Of course.
The InterContinental Hotel was also established with resources provided by the five most powerful assassin organizations.
The [New York Brotherhood] that Baker belongs to?
Well……
[New York Brotherhood] is to [InterContinental Hotel] what Pakistan is to the UN.
The margin of error is no more than one Wakanda.
ten minutes later.
The five judges from the Intercontinental Hotel walked out of the textile factory, got into the limousine that was waiting at the door, and left.
five minutes later.
The cell phone in Baker's arms vibrated.
[Wesley Gibson, expelled from the world, reward amount, one million, effective time: 24 hours. 】
Take a look.
This is the price of impulsiveness.
Baker curled his lips, and the saddest thing was that Wesley probably didn't know that he was on the blacklist at this moment.
This guy doesn’t think he can live a safe life again after destroying the textile factory, right?
Return to the apartment.
obviously.
Fox has also received push messages from the InterContinental Hotel APP.
but……
The fox didn't want to ask this question, but frowned and said, "Why was my account canceled?"
Baker closed the door and walked towards the bathroom, with his back to the fox and shrugged: "Who knows, maybe the Intercontinental Hotel thinks you are dead, and it will be good to register again after a while, so that those organizations will not miss our trick, you The new ID is in the third cabinet next to the sofa."
The fox was slightly startled.
He took out a document bag from the cabinet.
Open.
Pour out.
A driver's license.
An SSN social security number.
A credit card.
There are also other identification materials.
The fox looked at the name on the driver's license with his photo on it.
Jane Fox?
fox……
No, it was Jane who blinked and looked at the photo on her driver's license.
"Do you like it?" Baker's voice came from the bathroom along with the sound of bathing: "I asked a friend from the FBI to help me do this, not from the InterContinental Hotel."
Jane couldn't help laughing and said, "When did you get this photo?"
Baker didn't answer and just asked, "How's the photography?"
"You took care of me."
"I think it looks pretty good."
Jian laughed loudly, got up and walked to the bathroom door. She twisted but the door didn't open. The door was locked from the inside.
Baker would have locked the door.
Jane is a killer.
In the case of being in the same room with a killer, the person who leaves the door unlocked is probably not as intelligent as Wesley.
and……
Baker is very measured. He and Jane will definitely not be lovers. Since he can't see the future, some things still need to be avoided.
This is not Baker's pretentiousness, as he said before, compared to the two ignorant sisters far away in Chicago, Baker feels that Jane is his family more.
Half an hour later.
Beck walked out of the bathroom.
Jane is gone.
A note was left on the glass table.
[Let’s go, thank you. When I get settled, I’ll treat you to a drink at the InterContinental Hotel. 】
Baker wiped his hair with a towel, looked at the message on the note, and smiled with a slight smile.
This is……
Angry?
Probably?
Half an hour later.
Baker also went out and hailed a taxi directly on the side of the road. After giving an address, the taxi quickly drove towards its destination.
soon.
After crossing the Manhattan Bridge, the taxi drove about three kilometers and dropped Baker off at the door of a red five-story apartment.
After getting out of the car, Baker straightened his clothes, then looked around, entered the [Void Attack] state and walked towards the red apartment building across the road.
This time Baker is out to do a good deed.
obviously.
Baker didn't think Wesley would have survived the industry-wide lockdown that followed twenty-four hours later.
So……
Baker planned to personally avenge the cross and send Sloan to Hades. If the cross moved slowly, he might be able to wait until Sloan and settle the cause and effect between him and Sloan in Hades.
Sloan thought his house here was kept secret.
In fact, it is indeed very confidential.
Baker came to New York at the age of eighteen and joined the New York Brotherhood in the same year. However, he was already twenty-two when he learned about Sloan's house.
It sounds like a coincidence.
When Baker was studying at New York University, there was a club event and he happened to run here. Then, he happened to see Sloan entering this red apartment.
Apartment on the fifth floor.
Sloan, who seemed to have just run back, was constantly using his notebook, trying to transfer a file from the computer.
but……
"Farke."
Sloan got angry and cursed angrily when he looked at the suddenly disconnected network.
The next second.
Sloan seemed to have thought of something.
He raised his head from the laptop screen and looked at the curtained window in front of him.
"hero?"
"boom!"
"..."
