A Certain Marvel Super Player

When Anonymous hurriedly arrived here, Anonymous, who was in the helicopter, was completely stunned as he stared at the secret base below.

Then……

My whole body felt bad.

Boom!

American Samoa is an island country. When the first sunrise appeared the next day, heavy rain was already pouring on the island.

However, this means that the heavy rain, which can wash away all dirt, cannot wash away the dirt in the secret base at this moment.

In fact, even on the helicopter, Anonymous could feel the smell of blood rising into the sky.

Not to mention……

On the periphery of the base, washed by blood and water, there were corpses scattered everywhere.

Boom!

"Sir?"

"..."

Anonymous heard the pilot's roar, came back to his senses, and said in a deep voice: "Land!"

The pilot wanted to say, in this situation, it’s better not to land, but since Anonymous said so, the pilot also suppressed his suggestion, and then controlled the helicopter to land at the designated landing site. .

quite a while.

After the plane came to a stop, Anonymous opened the cabin door. In an instant, the smell of blood, which was stronger and more bloody than in mid-air, rushed straight into Tianling Gai...

The concentration of blood gave Anonymous an illusion. Maybe more than 500 agents in this secret base were all dead, right?

Well……

In fact, Anonymous got it right.

When Anonymous led several agents from the outside and forcibly opened the entrance to the base, in an instant, the bloody smell that spread throughout the base and the bloody scene, as if he had experienced a massacre, appeared completely in front of him. In sight.

"Onishet!"

"God."

"Jesus Christ!"

Anonymous' pupils were shaking, but the several agents who came in behind couldn't help but exclaimed in shock.

"Sir."

After being shocked, an agent looked at the detector in his hand, came to his senses, and walked to Anonymous: "There are two signals."

Anonymous came to his senses: "Where is it?"

The agent retrieved the floor map of the base, then confirmed it and said: "The detention floor."

Anonymous was slightly startled and looked at the agent.

By the way...

Why was he not surprised at all by this result?

wrong.

Two life signals?

Shouldn't there be only one?

Half an hour later.

Anonymous walked into the floor where Locke was located. From a distance, he saw the body with its throat slit lying at the door of a certain detention room.

at this time.

Locke, who was in the custody room, said: "Mr. Anonymous, is that you?"

When Anonymous heard Locke's voice, he had the urge to laugh for some reason. He made a gesture to the agent behind him, walked to the door of the detention room, and looked at Locke, who was sitting facing each other drinking in the detention room, and... …Mace.

"Wow."

"What's wrong?"

"Just a little surprised."

"oh?"

Anonymous glanced at the already cold Marissa Wigler on the ground, then looked at the still living Metz, smiled, and met Locke's eyes and said: "I thought I was with you. Together, he should be the Wushuang Assassin."

Locke raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Then you are late. Probably, the Wushuang assassin left a few hours ago. You know, he is a killer. After the contract is completed, he will leave naturally."

Mr. Anonymous nodded and looked at the body of Marissa Wigler on the ground: "So, this was killed by the Wushuang Assassin?"

Locke shrugged: "You can watch the surveillance..."

Speaking of which.

Locke seemed to have thought of something and made a pityful expression: "However, it seems that the Wushuang Assassin took away all the surveillance here before leaving. It's too bad."

Anonymous looked at Locke and said with a smile: "Yeah, it's too bad, but, I think, you have witnesses, so you don't have to worry that the bureau will think you killed Marissa Wigler."

Locke smiled and said: "Of course, Mace can testify for me, God, originally the Wushuang Assassin planned to kill both of us."

"Then why not?"

"I have money."

"..."

Locke looked at Anonymous and said with a smile: "The Wushuang Assassin said that he had been traveling abroad for a year and had no money, so he took the order. It just so happened that I had money, so I used money to do it. By the way, maybe, The bureau can reimburse me, five million per person, and it cost me ten million in total."

The nameless eyebrows beat.

Locke had an unusually bright smile.

soon.

The secret base in American Samoa suffered an unprecedented massacre, and the news that there were only two survivors was passed back to Langley headquarters.

moment.

Everyone in Langley headquarters was shocked.

Connected to this news, he was already mentally prepared. After all, after that, Walter Burke, who could no longer get through to Marissa Wigler's phone, couldn't help but his pupils were shaking.

There was a bang.

Walter Burke subconsciously stood up, pushed open his office, and rushed towards Director Langley's office.

At three o'clock in the afternoon Washington time, Locke, Anonymous and others took a helicopter and arrived at the aircraft parking lot of Langley headquarters.

Got off the plane.

Wow!

A dozen agents rushed out from a short distance away, but did not point their pistols at Locke and others.

Anonymous took off his glasses, looked at Walter Burke who came out from behind, and laughed loudly: "Walter, I thought that our relationship was already on fire, but I didn't expect you to welcome me back so much. "

Walter Burke sneered twice, his eyes fell on Locke and Mace, and he looked at Anonymous: "The Samoa base group was destroyed, and the director gave me full authority to investigate."

"Congratulations, so you're leaving?"

"hehe."

Walter Burke ignored Nameless Doe's deliberate act of stupidity, nodded to the agent next to him, and then said to Nameless Doe: "I'm not interested in joking with you now."

Several agents walked directly in front of Locke and Mace, and then made polite gestures of invitation.

The smile on Anonymous's face did not change, and he looked at Locke: "Are you okay?"

Locke shrugged: "Don't worry about me, it's not me who should worry."

Anonymous seemed to have thought of something and said oh.

Walter Burke narrowed his eyes and looked at Anonymous.

Anonymous looked at Walter Burke with a look of surprise: "Don't you know yet, the next target of the Peerless Assassin is you."

Walter Burke snorted.

but……

Anonymous took out a sin notice wrapped in a plastic bag from his arms and handed it to Walter Burke: "This is what the Wushuang Assassin left before

At that time, it was placed on the keyboard in the control room. It had your name on it. Maybe it should be given to you. "

Walter Burke stared at the sin notice handed to him while the Nameless One was speaking, and the expression on his face became extremely rich and wonderful.

The reputation of the unparalleled assassin is far-reaching.

After disappearing for a year, just by accepting an order this time, in an instant, countless people were awakened to the memory of the 100% completion rate of tasks since their debut.

However, the loser does not lose the formation.

Walter Burke took a deep breath, directly took the crime notice from Nameless Doe, and sneered: "Warriorless Assassin, if he comes, I will let him know what true cruelty is!"

Locke raised his eyebrows.

He took this sentence as an invitation.

Anonymous smiled, glanced at Locke and Mace, then nodded and left the scene with the rest of his party, heading towards the director's office.

Walter Burke sneered, looked at Locke and Mace, and threw the criminal blacklist in his hand to the ground: "Take it to the interrogation room."

ten minutes later.

Locke sat in the interrogation room and looked at the environment of the interrogation room.

It was somewhat different from the interrogation room in Locke's impression. Compared with the one in the New York Police Department, it seemed cleaner and tidier. And then, compared with the one in the FBI, it seemed a bit more high-end.

"Um."

Locke crossed his legs and sipped the coffee in his hand. Then, he looked at a gray-haired agent who came in from outside and smiled: "Even the coffee is better than the coffee in the New York Police Department and the FBI." Some."

“Authentic Jamaican coffee.”

The gray-haired agent heard this and said with a smile, and then stretched out his hand towards Locke: "Conklin, Alexander Conklin, senior special agent in charge."

Locke put down his coffee and shook hands with Alexander Conklin in front of him: "Locke, junior agent."

"Need more coffee."

"no thank you."

Alexander Conklin nodded with a smile, pulled out his chair, brushed his tie, sat down, and coughed: "You know the rules, so do you mind telling me what happened?"

Locke shrugged: "Of course."

Said.

Locke then told Alexander Conklin in front of him how he arrived at the secret base and how he was imprisoned by Marissa Wigler. Immediately afterwards, the Peerless Assassin came to kill.

When it comes to unparalleled assassins.

A trace of joy flashed across Locke's face, and he was even a little bit sad: "Fortunately, I was kidnapped by the Wushuang Assassin before, and I also gave the Wushuang Assassin an order. Otherwise, if it had been someone else, I think I would have even taken the order." There is no chance to buy my life with money, I am so lucky.”

The expression is wonderful.

The tone of voice was firm.

It makes people convinced.

If you don’t believe it, don’t believe it.

Because, in the interrogation room next door, Mace's statement, which was also under investigation, was the same as Locke's statement.

Unless the bureau can find a third survivor, or can find subsequent evidence.

Otherwise...

What Locke said is the truth!

Nothing but truth is truth! !

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