Out the door.
Baker made a call, and the person on the other end seemed to hesitate for a while before answering the call.
Just from his accent, you can tell that this person is a corrupt person, and he is also a senior corrupt person.
Arthur, assassin, code name, mechanic.
"It's me, Arthur."
"...hero?"
"Um."
"What's up?"
"Would you like to take on some business?"
"explain."
"Help me kill someone at the Intercontinental Hotel."
"No appointment, no time, get out."
"..."
Baker put down the phone in his hand and smiled. Look, the name of the Intercontinental Hotel is a restricted area that even this mechanic who can turn any assassination into an accident dare not make mistakes.
but……
It's okay, the future is long. Anyway, while Apple No. 3 has not yet left Schrödinger's state, he has plenty of time to play games with Murad.
Baker has a good attitude.
But Murad, the longer time goes by, the greater his psychological pressure will be. No matter how you look at it, Baker feels that he has earned his blood.
only……
The next day, after Baker took another look at the coffin, he went to the InterContinental Hotel to buy a copy of Murad's family information, but the consequences appeared.
The InterContinental Hotel has no information on Murad's family.
hehe.
Bekepi laughed twice, looked at the travel planner who didn't even rummage through the bookcase and said, "So, am I on the hotel's blacklist?"
The travel planner said with an apologetic look: "Mr. Moulton, you are overthinking it. If you are really on the hotel blacklist, all InterContinental hotels will not provide services to you."
Baker's face was expressionless: "It doesn't make any difference right now."
A hard violence.
A soft violence.
There is violence on both sides, and cold violence is far more hurtful than hard violence.
The travel planner was silent for a while, looked around, and then said to Baker: "You really think too much, Mr. Moulton. Yesterday, after you left, the administrator took away the information about Murad. I have obtained the family’s information and said this was an order from the High Table.”
Baker looked to the trip planner.
High table?
Therefore, Murad finally made a deal with the High Table. Logically speaking, Murad should not have any deal that would interest the High Table.
Baker asked, "Any idea of the high table where the deals are made?"
The travel planner smiled politely at Baker, as if to say, I'm afraid you are making things difficult for me.
Baker laughed, knowing that his question was more than the travel planner could answer. He took out ten gold coins from his pocket and put them in front of him: "Thank you."
The travel planner put away the gold coins: "I'm glad I could help you, Mr. Moulton."
Baker nodded politely as the travel planner, then turned around and walked out.
When passing by the front desk, Baker knocked on the table and said to the black waiter who raised his head: "Tell the administrator, I have decided the fate of Murad's family. What I said, even his Allah cannot protect him." .”
Finished.
Baker walked directly towards the hotel entrance.
No matter which high table among the five high tables he was responsible for, no one who offended him can still survive because of this.
Even if the five top tables join forces to provide guarantee, it will be useless.
Take life and death lightly, and do it if you don't accept it.
The worst outcome is that Hero Moulton's vest can no longer be used, but it's okay. Baker won another disguise card in the lottery this time. At worst, he will lose his identity and just change his identity.
What's the big deal?
After leaving the door, Baker walked across the street, turned around and glanced up at someone on the fifth floor of the Intercontinental Hotel behind him, who was smiling coldly at the window here.
Under the real eye, there are no secrets.
Baker kept his word and said he would not let Murad out of the hotel, so he would certainly not be able to leave the hotel. As long as he dared to come out, Baker would definitely send him to Mephisto as soon as possible.
Anyway, he is not in a hurry to leave. Come on, whoever gives in first will be the puppy. If Murad’s sons and brothers are coming, it will be just like the Calabash Baby saving grandpa, and it will save Baker the money to send them there at his own expense. .
at this time.
Baker frowned slightly and looked back at a woman walking in front of him.
acquaintance.
Barbara, alias Perkins.
Barbara raised her chin slightly, looked at the fifth floor of the hotel across the road and said, "Murad is in the hotel?"
Baker's face was expressionless: "How do you know?"
Barbara laughed: "This is nothing new. Albania provoked Hero, which caused Hero to go on a killing spree in Victoria. In just five days, nearly 150 people have died at your hands. , it has already spread throughout the world."
"Yeah?"
"Now is the information age."
Barbara was smiling when she said this, but she was a little scared inside.
This guy, since leaving the textile factory, has completely let himself go. He killed nearly two hundred people as soon as he got outside?
Jesus Christ.
Although the people Baker killed were also bad guys, but again, if lynching works, what do they ask law enforcement agencies and courts to do?
"Hello."
"what?"
"have a drink?"
"No time!"
Baker said expressionlessly, he had agreed to go back to the road with Barbara in the future, and Baker kept his word.
The only result of repeating the same mistakes is eternal destruction.
and……
When he was over twenty-five years old, Baker already had the idea of starting a family after he broke up with Barbara. Therefore, in order to avoid trouble, it was better to just break it off and save the possibility of meeting the woman he likes due to some things in the future. Displeasing.
Barbara glanced at Baker and nodded. After a while, Barbara said: "Okay, be careful yourself and don't act so recklessly. It would be terrible if you attract a large-scale roundup by law enforcement agencies."
"Thank you," Baker said.
The day I provoke you, my name will probably be recorded by SHIELD.
Baker thought in his mind.
……etc?
Aegis?
Baker's eyes lit up slightly. In other words, the intelligence personnel he knew were limited to the Intercontinental Hotel and the Red Devils.
But in terms of intelligence, SHIELD may have less intelligence power in the dark world, but in the ordinary criminal world it can be said to monitor the world.
Thinking.
Baker said to Barbara who was about to cross the street: "I need information about the Murad family."
Barbara turned around: "Isn't it available at the InterContinental Hotel?"
Baker smiled: "Do you think I would tell you if they gave it to me?"
Barbara thought for a moment, then looked at Beck with a half-smile and said, "So, it's your turn to serve me this time, right?"
Baker said expressionlessly: "I'm overthinking it. I don't want to be one of those people you say who despises the person who can't control their lower body."
Barbara chuckled and said: "Since it is a transaction, then I will find a way to give you the information. What will you give me in return?"
"Except for piston motion, you say."
"Get lost."
Barbara rolled her eyes at Baker and said directly: "I'll give you the information, and you tell me why you came here."
Beck thought for a moment and nodded.
"good!"
"..."
