The assessment tasks set by the InterContinental Hotel?
hehe.
Let's put it this way, this kind of task is equivalent to the assassin organization asking assassins who want to retire to complete an impossible task.
Of course, you can also use your own skills to turn him into a narrow escape.
But if you want to achieve a 50-50 split, that would be a dream.
This is only for assassin organizations in the Federation. Assassins outside the country who want to establish an organization do not need to pass the assessment.
After all, the assassin industry is not like other industries where you can directly put up a name and then trade. As a new generation of organizations, who will believe in you and who will believe in you.
What if the task is entrusted to you and you buy it directly?
finally.
Baker thought for a while and reached an agreement with the Red Devils. As long as the stupid pig Brut appears on Wall Street, Baker will send Brut to his death.
Subsequently.
The Red Devil laughed and stood up.
Mike frowned and said, "Red Devil, have you forgotten something?"
The Red Devil, who was walking towards the door, was stunned for a moment, then seemed to think of something and looked at Mike: "Oh, my friend, didn't you check your mailbox?"
"my mail box?"
"Just now, I asked Demby to send the information you need to your mailbox."
"..."
"Hahaha."
The Red Devil took the hat hanging there and put it on. Looking at Baker whose expression had changed, he joked: "It's the new century now, my friend. I always thought that I was the most old-fashioned. I didn't expect that you are better than me." Still old-fashioned.”
Baker came to his senses and said expressionlessly: "I just don't believe in the Internet."
The Red Devil shrugged: "Then you should learn to accept it, my friend. See you later."
"See you."
Baker watched the Red Devil open the door and leave, and then twitched the corner of his mouth slightly. All the information at the textile factory was written by hand, and when he went to the Intercontinental Hotel to find other people to buy and sell information, he paid for it and delivered it.
so……
This is by no means Baker's old-fashioned, but the Red Devils don't play by the rules.
ten minutes later.
Baker also left the private room, but his eyes were dazzled when Barbara, a senior undercover agent from SHIELD who went by the pseudonym Perkins, appeared in front of Baker with two glasses of wine and said with a smile: "Have a drink with me? "
Baker looked at Barbara.
The next second.
Baker took the wine handed over from Barbara: "I remember you are going to stay here for two days."
Barbara: "..."
after an hour.
Room 918.
Baker turned over and took out a cigarette from the pocket that fell next to him. After lighting one, he looked at Barbara who had already gotten up and got dressed. Thinking of the wildness and infatuation just now, he narrowed his eyes and said, "You What do you want to ask, Perkins?"
Barbara, who was putting on her sports bra, turned to look at Beck, who was smoking a post-event cigarette.
This is the Intercontinental Hotel.
No one dares to shoot here. The InterContinental Hotel is equivalent to the Peace Zone, a safe area where assassins can sleep peacefully.
Baker sighed and said: "If I gave you gold coins, you wouldn't be treated like this. This is what you said before, so tell me, what do you want to ask me this time? I'll tell you, and then, we Wealth and beauty are clear, and separation is joy."
Barbara was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "You are really heartless."
This guy is very cold-hearted.
No wonder he could sit back and watch his woman being killed without doing anything.
Barbara was thinking this, and then said directly: "Wesley Gibbs."
Baker's smile remained: "What do you want to know about him?"
Barbara didn't waste any time and asked directly: "Why does Tiber Island want to capture Wesley alive and bring him back to Tiber Island."
Baker shrugged: "Although the New York Brotherhood is not a branch of Tiber Island, it has a historical relationship with Tiber Island. Therefore, it is normal for Tiber Island to stand up for the New York Brotherhood."
Barbara sneered: "Lies are not a deal."
Baker opened his eyes and told lies: "If you think so, I think you should change the question. After all, this is what I know. If you don't believe it, I can't help it."
"Then why don't you kill him to avenge your woman."
"...What my woman?"
"fox."
"What's up with her?"
"Who in the entire assassin circle doesn't know that Fox is your hero's woman."
Baker blinked and tilted his head to look at Barbara: "In that case, you can be considered my woman, right?"
Barbara sneered again and again: "I'm not interested. We are just a cooperative relationship, two or three times a month."
Baker shrugged: "If you want to calculate it according to this, then I can tell you that your times are more than the fox's."
Barbara's face was expressionless: "Do you think I believe it?"
Baker put out the cigarette butt in his hand, then stood up, turned his head and glanced at the bed, making sure that there was no short blond hair left, and then said: "We are all so familiar, there is no need to beat around the bush, if you want to ask me why I didn't kill Wesley , I tell you, because if I take action, Wesley will not destroy the organization."
Barbara was slightly stunned as she looked at Baker, who was standing straight in front of her with eight-pack abs, no scars and full of masculinity, and frowned: "What?"
Baker watched the expression on Barbara's face and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.
Barbara came back to her senses and thought of a possibility: "You want to leave the textile factory, so you sit back and watch Wesley destroy the textile factory?"
Baker put on his shirt and nodded: "Absolutely. Besides, I promised Cross that if he doesn't do anything to the fox, I won't do anything to his son. A man must be honest after all."
Barbara frowned: "But the fox was killed by Wesley, wasn't he?"
Baker sighed: "That was not killed by a cross. Therefore, even if I hate Wesley, I can't break my promise. No one in the entire assassin circle knows that I, Hero Moulton, Are you true to your word?"
Barbara was confused.
The next second.
Barbara sneered again: "Are you taking me for a fool? If you don't want to say it, just say it."
Baker was speechless and said: "So I asked you to change the topic. I told you that if you don't believe it, I'm also very distressed. How about forgetting it and going our separate ways from now on?"
Barbara took a deep breath: "Okay, so what kind of deal did you negotiate with the Red Devil before? This way we can finally talk about it."
Baker narrowed his eyes: "Perkins, you are playing with fire with this question."
Barbara smiled brightly: "I asked my question, you can refuse to answer it."
Baker said nothing.
Barbara didn't say anything. She had confidence in herself. In any case, even though Baker was planning to unplug the ruthless, even Barbara had to admit that his credibility was very strong.
Baker would not let such a sentiment go unnoticed and would only exchange it on the spot.
a long time.
Baker got dressed, walked to the door, stopped and said, "The Red Devil gave me information about a company, and I will help him kill someone. It's that simple. By the way, from now on, we can live happily together."
Barbara: "..."
