obviously.
Baker had wronged Abstergo, and Tiber Island had wronged Abstergo. Even Aegis had wronged Abstergo.
They are not working tirelessly to unify the world. They are clearly working hard for the advancement of world science and technology.
What kind of spirit is this.
Sacrificing the small self to fulfill the greater self, a selfless and fearless spirit.
...Shit!
It is obviously because after having the Apple of Eden No. 4 that can be redeemed for transcendent technology, because I have a choice, I work hard to find a technology that is not so difficult and is best redeemed and can directly dominate the world.
Put it plainly.
Abstergo is the kind of person who has empty ambitions but no perseverance. He only talks about working hard, but in action he spends three days fishing and two days drying the net.
The one who was truly wronged should be Hydra.
Because compared with Abstergo, Hydra is a model that has been working hard and persisting in order to unify the world.
only……
Sometimes, hard work is not enough. No matter how hard a group of idiots work, they can't compare to a smart person.
The so-called Three Stooges are just self-comforting words from a group of idiots.
Baker thought in his mind.
Clicked on his desktop.
Baker is considering whether to hand over this information to SHIELD. With this information, there will be evidence that Abstergo intends to rule the world.
but……
Can't give.
Although Aegis was occupied by Snake Shield, it was undeniable that Aegis still had intelligence and could not overwhelm a whole boatload of people with one stroke.
For example, in a certain winery, everyone except Gin is a traitor, a traitor, and a traitor, but can you say that Gin's IQ is not good?
If the general environment doesn’t work, neither will individual efforts.
Just like recently.
Two months ago, after Abstergo President Alan Rikkin crashed in an accident, Abstergo's market value was cut by one-third. Then, because of the wings of this little butterfly, Abstergo's The wind has caused an impending financial crisis.
so.
How could Baker have the time to care about SHIELD's messy affairs? In the past few days, Baker had been busy collecting the funds he had left outside in his pocket.
The financial crisis is indeed a crisis for ordinary people, but for the rich, it is undoubtedly a harvest feast.
Tony Stark doesn't have too much money.
Of course Baker would not do it either.
Half a month later.
When the time came to November 2004, all Baker's funds were withdrawn from the Wall Street financial market.
net worth.
138.5 million, this is only on the surface, it is a completely innocent kind.
In overseas banks, Baker still has nearly 80 million in funds.
Originally, there were more than 100 million in overseas banks. Didn't they go to the Wall Street market and wash it out?
Then add the market value of Paradise Investments, the company founded by Baker.
Wow.
Baker calculated carefully and found that his current net worth has been considered to have achieved five small goals, and it is still a beautiful one.
pity……
No one was around to celebrate Baker.
Baker sighed, thinking about Jasmine. He originally thought that he would finally have a chance to be single, but who knew that like Jane Fox and Barbara, they were all in vain.
Have you been cursed?
It doesn't make sense.
Baker thought like this, he must be rich and handsome, and he must be handsome and handsome, and Baker asked himself that he had not killed an innocent person by mistake from the beginning to the present. There is no reason for someone like him to die alone.
It's quiet at night.
Baker lay on the terrace, opened his own reconnaissance guard map, and watched everything happening in a skyscraper somewhere in Manhattan with the feeling of watching a 4K original movie.
Whoosh!
A group of five assassins dressed like Assassin's Creed assassins walked quickly from the top of the skyscraper directly to the ground, quietly entering the building through a window on the fifty-fifth floor.
The interior of the Abstergo Pharmaceutical Industries building.
"How many floors?"
"upstairs."
After Maria and others removed the ropes from their bodies, they whispered: "The three elders of the Templar Order that we have been following for half a month have all entered the thirty-sixth floor today."
Aguilla nodded and gave the three assassins a look as if they had a tacit understanding in the medieval era.
Open the door.
It is late at night, but the lights in Abstergo's building are still brightly lit. Here, not to mention nine-nine-six, even zero-zero-seven is the norm.
After all, this is Wall Street, where everything changes rapidly.
Emergency access stairs.
An assassin walking in front booed Aguilla and others behind him, and made a gesture to indicate that there were two fully armed soldiers upstairs.
Aguilla glanced upward through the gap in the stairs.
quite a while.
Boom!
A stone fell on the wall and made a sound, which immediately attracted the attention of the two soldiers who had been guarding the thirty-sixth floor all year round.
"what sound?"
"You go and see."
"good."
A young soldier who looked and sounded like a low-ranking soldier picked up the spear in his arms and walked down the stairs where the sound had just been made.
Middle floor from thirty-six to thirty-five.
The young soldier looked around, and finally his eyes fell on a stone that suddenly appeared on the ground.
The next second.
bend over.
Another second.
Cut throat.
At the same time, someone whose throat was cut was not supposed to die, but because his eyes fell on the young soldier, he ignored the attack from Aguilla, who existed but seemed invisible above his head.
"puff!"
"Uh uh uh……"
Aguilla directly held the soldier's back with one hand and covered the soldier's neck with the other.
Not long after.
The soldier died and went to report to Mephisto. Then, two assassins took over the dead soldier and disguised him.
The League of Assassins disguise, even if you are in front of them, you will wonder if your eyes are blind.
Those at Abstergo had no idea what kind of monster they had awakened using the [Animus Project].
820 Fifth Avenue.
Baker stared expressionlessly at the plot that was unfolding at the moment, thinking in his heart, when Aguilla's five assassins who inherited the top assassination art of the Middle Ages entered the thirty-sixth floor, an assassination that was simply like art came to life. appeared.
Even in the same office, there are surveillance cameras, and two soldiers are in the same room.
The assassination was still silent.
The five Aguillas were like real ghosts, one by one harvesting the lives of many people on the thirty-sixth floor.
until……
In a control room similar to one that monitors satellites, a controller whose throat was cut in public was holding his neck and unconsciously lying down. His right palm involuntarily pressed a button that said "Emergency self-destruct". on the switch of the device.
The next second.
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