A Certain Marvel Super Player

Not a grenade!

Even if Locke wanted to send George to hell to spend his remaining years, he would not be so mad as to send George to hell with a grenade.

That's not kind.

He promised to let George go quietly and painlessly.

This is just a two-in-one smoke and flash bomb disguised as a grenade.

"Bang!"

"ah!"

"Shet!"

"Flash bomb."

"Block the door and don't let the Wushuang assassin escape."

"clear."

"Cough cough cough!"

There was a chaos of war. Fortunately, the effect of this flash bomb was slowed down and would not cause any harm to human retinas. If this were a real flash bomb, the police officers who were directly facing it would probably have their eyes hurt. Left disabled.

But the smoke that followed was real.

When George led six advance SWAT team members and stormed into the apartment with tears in their eyes, he opened his eyes and found that the Wushuang assassin had disappeared without a trace.

"WTF?"

George squinted his reddish eyes and stared at the note saying goodbye on the coffee table in front of him. He put the earphone in place and said, "Jason."

Jason, who was downstairs in the apartment, listened to George calling: "Sir."

"Did anyone run out?"

"What?"

"The Wushuang assassin escaped, did anyone escape?"

"……No!"

Jason looked at the looks in the eyes of several police officers who were responsible for deploying surveillance around the apartment, and said quickly: "Our people have already deployed surveillance around the apartment. It is impossible for anyone to escape under our noses."

George took a deep breath, glanced at the special service captain who was calling him from the study, and said directly: "Then he is still in this apartment building, looking for him, door to door."

In fact.

Luo Azu walked away from the back door of the apartment under the noses of the pair of police officers. After all, with his concealment skills, it was not a problem to stage an empty house, not to mention that the compulsory course for a killer included running away.

but……

George didn't know that.

In the study.

The two special service members had already found the items tightly wrapped in plastic wrap in the cabinet.

no doubt.

It is a human-shaped object.

"Open."

"yes."

The two special agents looked at each other, and then removed the thick plastic wrap in front of them. They originally thought that a strong smell would come out, but in fact, after several people completely removed the plastic wrap, they all Not a trace of flavor.

This corpse is not a mummy, but it looks like a mummy.

His pupils were wide open, his expression was horrified, and all the fat and blood in his body seemed to have been drained away by something.

If you see this at night, the picture will be perfect.

"Um?"

A SWAT team member seemed to see something half exposed in the corpse's pocket, and took it out. It was a driver's license. He stood up and handed it to George: "Sir."

George takes over.

In the photo, a black woman showed two rows of big teeth and a scary smile.

"This is……"

"Nick Reese's fiancée."

George answered the question from the special service captain next to him, raised his head, and then walked outside the study: "A few days ago, Nick Reese reported missing to the branch here. Unexpectedly, it was at his home."

Said.

George walked to the coffee table in the living room of the apartment, stood up, and grabbed a note left by Locke on the coffee table.

The front is goodbye.

There is a line written on the reverse side.

Without me, how long would it take for you to discover this poor man?

This seems to be a question.

But in George's opinion, this was a complete mockery.

"Kate?"

"Sir, are you caught?"

"Where is Nick Reese?"

Kate Beckett, who was at the gate of Central Park, watched from a distance Nick Reese, who seemed to have chosen to come here for a picnic like everyone else, with only his back exposed outside a big tree, and said to George on the phone: "Still in Central Park."

George said in a deep voice: "Arrest him."

Kate was slightly startled.

Although George didn't want to say it, he still said: "The Peerless Assassin led us to find this guy's fiancée at Nick Reese's house. She is already dead."

They entered Nick Reese's house in order to arrest the Wushuang assassin. During this period, the evidence they found, although there was no search warrant or arrest warrant, could be used as legal evidence.

only.

George suddenly became worried.

The Wushuang Assassin was a lover of lynchings. He could not be so kind as to throw the prisoner's evidence in front of him, and even planned to let him arrest the prisoner.

If this is the case, then there is no doubt that this unparalleled assassin must be planning to give them another blow to the New York Police Department just like Barry Wise, who killed the police before.

at this time.

There was an exclamation on the other end of the phone.

George's heart thumped: "Kate, what's wrong?"

In New York's Central Park.

Kate held a suit jacket stuck on a tree branch in her hand. She looked around and looked at her men who quickly dispersed to look for her. She said in a deep voice: "Nick Reese is not here."

George closed his eyes.

really.

To seduce the tiger away from the mountain?

George took a deep breath: "Let people check the surveillance in Central Park."

"yes."

"etc."

George thought for a while and said again: "Send a notice to all major law enforcement units in New York City, especially the airport and port, quickly!"

It has now been proven that Nick Reese is a thief.

In case Nick Reese saw his notice coming out, he might think that he had been exposed, especially now that there were news helicopters outside filming here. When Nick Reese saw this scene, he knew very well that he was about to What happened, so why did you choose to abscond?

Suddenly, George seemed to understand why Nick Reese refused their protection after seeing the notice.

besides……

Why did the Wushuang Assassin come to such an end with him?

This is because the unparalleled assassin has calculated that Nick Reese will not ask for the protection of the New York Police Department. He even knows that once the media exposes the chase to Nick Reese's apartment, the latter will choose to evade the eyes of the New York Police Department, and then , threw himself into a trap, and just like a stupid spore, stupidly broke into the cage of the unparalleled assassin.

"Bang!"

After George came to his senses and realized that he had once again been used by the Peerless Assassin, he hammered the wall: "Fake!"

Locke felt resentful.

God……

No.

He even dared to swear on Gwen's name that he put himself in George's shoes from beginning to end.

Locke originally didn't intend to care about this matter.

but……

In any case, this black breed is an assistant prosecutor of the District Attorney, and an assistant prosecutor was taken away by him in a grand manner. Although George is considered to be in a high position now, even if something goes wrong, there will be no problem. He will be operated on.

But, this is also a case.

And it still involves the case of the Assistant District Attorney. After George has this case, he will still get credit. Although Locke understands that it is already a luxury to ask George to let Wushuang go, but at the very least, don’t let George be around from time to time. Hanging out is good after all.

Again.

George can die, but not before the little spider is born.

if that is the case……

Locke felt that his face would be swollen. When he didn't come, George survived until the birth of the little spider, but after he came, good guy, George died early.

Who are you scolding?

The most important point is that Locke's six senses told him that New York City seems to be less and less peaceful now.

A block away from the apartment, Locke dialed Carrie's number.

As for that Audi?

Already being driven by the clone, he shook off his tail and drove back.

After all, he spent real money on this car. It would be better not to give it to the New York Police Department for free.

"Carrie."

Locke stood on the side of the road, looking for the sound of Audi, and asked Carrie who answered the phone: "Where is he?"

Carrie, who was also disguised and looked exactly like Syndra, was sitting in a taxi and looked at the taxi in front of her: "This way on the George Washington Bridge."

Locke hummed.

Nick Reese did leave on his own.

When Locke led George and others to blast open Nick Reese's apartment, Nick Reese, who had just dug out the two dolls from Central Park, received an alarm from the apartment's security system.

Then Nick Reese knew, the peerless assassin, knew it all.

Although Nick Reese thought in his heart that if the Peerless Assassin came, he would dare to use the power given by his master to kill the Peerless Assassin, but that should also be done quietly.

He has just begun the task assigned to him by his master.

But after he noticed through surveillance that a special agent walked into his study, Nick Reese understood that this matter could not be solved quietly.

He must run away now.

Damn George Stacey.

Damn peerless assassin.

Just wait for me, and when you get that voodoo encyclopedia, I will let you know who is the most loyal slave of the master of this world.

Nick Reese was thinking like this as he sat in a taxi, holding a plastic bag and instructing the taxi driver to drive in the direction of New Jersey.

at this time.

On the taxi's radio, a radio reporter from the New York Daily News seemed to have gotten the message.

"According to the news just received, the New York Police Department has issued a wanted warrant for Assistant District Attorney Nick Reese. There is evidence that Nick Reese is involved in a major crime related to the disappearance of his fiancée some time ago... "

"Hey man, is that you he's talking about?"

"..."

The black guy who was driving suddenly had his eyes lit up and looked towards Nick Reese who was on the passenger seat and laughed loudly. Then, with a swish sound, he saw Nick Reese looking at him with no expression on his face. Even, turning his dark eyes.

Carrie, who was following behind, looked at the taxi in front of her that suddenly started to wander around drunkenly on the road, and her expression changed slightly.

The power of hell.

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