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"...You can find a house with a red door on the Avenue Paradis in Paris, where the person who kidnapped your daughter is.

They all have bloody hands tattooed on the backs of their right hands. I think you will never mistake them when you see them.

I don’t think I need to tell you what to do next.

Remember, you only have 96 hours from now as this is how long they need to wait for the medical report and pricing evaluation.

Once this time is exceeded, it will be difficult to find your daughter again.

Also, take this, as long as you can find a way to return to New York, I can help you."

After telling the information without reservation, Du Wei handed over a black and gold business card.

After being silent for a while, Bill finally loosened his clenched fist and took the thin business card.

After hearing the information Du Wei said, his heart was not as peaceful as it seemed.

His daughter is everything to him!

He never expected that his ex-wife would agree to let an underage girl travel abroad alone.

He never expected that his daughter would be kidnapped because of this trip.

He now regrets why he signed the document denying visitation in the first place.

If he had custody, he would never have signed the document agreeing to the minor's overseas travel.

But now it's too late.

Now that things have happened, he can only calm down as soon as possible and think about what to do next.

Although he didn't know whether the 96 hours Du Wei said was accurate, he clearly understood that even if he wanted to leave for Paris, it would be at least 16 hours later.

In other words, he doesn't have as much as 96 hours. He needs to find his daughter's whereabouts and do his best to rescue her in less than 80 hours.

And if the Bloody Hands sect is really as scary as Du Wei said, perhaps how to escape Paris is the question that needs him to think about most.

The only good thing now is that Du Wei gave him a sufficiently detailed address.

Paradise Avenue, red door, bloody hand tattoo.

Bill took this key information to heart.

With these, even if the worst outcome occurs... no, there is no worst outcome, he will definitely be able to save his daughter!

Bill took a deep breath, stood up from his seat, took a deep look at Duwei, and walked towards the cockpit.

Now that there is such a big hole in the fuselage of the plane and there are deaths, according to emergency regulations, the first officer must find a way to make an emergency landing to the nearest airport as soon as possible.

So now he has to find out whether the airport they are going to has a direct flight to Paris.

If not, he wouldn't mind using the gun in his hand to change the first officer's mind.

He doesn't care even if it might lead to him being accused.

If the plane had not run out of fuel, he would have wanted to become a real hijacker and fly it to Paris in Gaul.

Looking at Bill's back walking towards the cockpit, Duwei smiled silently.

With Bill, a ruthless man, causing trouble for the Bloody Hands, the Bloody Hands must have had a headache for a while.

And with Bill's potential, the Blood Hand Faction's energy will be dispersed from New York, which will be of great benefit to him in controlling New York.

Now the high table forces that originally existed in New York City have almost been eliminated.

The Continental Hotel exists in name only.

The Camorra family has disappeared.

The Order of Divine Providence is about to follow in the footsteps of the Camorra family.

The Bloody Hands will soon suffer damage to their most important business in Gaul because of Bill's relationship.

So now there is only one person left who is eyeing New York - the Illuminati.

As long as the Illuminati is dealt with, and with the help of Lincoln, who replaced the state legislator, and the support from Washington, New York can be said to be completely under Dewey's control.

After all, there is another king, Elijah, rising in the underworld of New York.

And Elijah is a smart man, and he naturally knows that only by cooperating with Du Wei can the interests of both parties be maximized.

Whether it is Elijah or Duwei, a stable situation is the outcome both parties want to see.

Du Wei felt that he was getting closer and closer to completing his ambitious goal, but he didn't feel much relaxed.

Because in addition to the immediate ambition to control New York, there is another thing that is more concerning.

That is an asteroid from the sky.

Du Wei did not forget what Mindy said when she appeared on the comedy show. Du Wei, who knew the truth of the matter, would not think it was a joke.

In other words, if Du Wei doesn't do something, mankind will only have about a month before extinction.

"Oh, it's been such a troubled time."

Du Wei shook his head slightly to get rid of these troublesome thoughts.

There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, not to mention that he already has a plan that is gradually taking shape.

When Du Wei came back to his senses, he suddenly noticed the malicious gaze.

Duwei looked in the direction of his sight and saw Tom, who was tied to the seat by a seat belt, staring at him fiercely and mouthing a sentence repeatedly.

"You are dead!"

Du Wei smiled slightly, turned his head and hinted with his eyes to 47, who was sitting not far away, to take action.

Knowingly, 47 took off his oxygen mask, held a piece of iron with a sharp edge in his hand and pretended to go to the toilet as he passed by Tom.

At the moment when no one noticed, 47 used the iron piece in his hand to precisely cut the seat belt to just the right position - it would break if he struggled.

Tom soon noticed that the safety belt, which should have withstood the test of quality, was loose, and he immediately felt happy in his heart.

It may be that the seat belt manufacturer received a kickback or that he got lucky and encountered a defective product with a very small probability.

In short, he knew very well that he would be out of trouble soon.

So Bill, who was talking to the co-pilot outside the cockpit and trying to get the co-pilot to open the door, helped him a lot.

Tom calmly and quietly unbuckled his seat belt.

The passengers around him were looking in the direction of the cockpit anxiously. As for isolating the first-class cabin, the cockpit curtain had already flown out of the window due to the pressure when the glass broke.

So they have been anxiously waiting for the cabin announcement that might sound.

In this situation, no one would pay attention to the two tightly tied terrorists.

So when they found out that Tom was out of trouble, they immediately shouted in terror.

Tom rushed towards Bill at the fastest speed in his life, and at this time, the cockpit door slowly opened under Bill's verbal attack.

Bill, who heard the shouting, turned around in confusion and saw a black shadow rushing toward him.

Bill, who was extremely angry in his heart, had no intention of handing the criminals over to justice at this time.

Wanting to get angry, he drew his gun and fired without hesitation.

boom!

A crisp sound of gunfire caused the first-class passengers to cover their ears.

The black shadow that stopped was shot in the forehead, and slowly fell down with confusion in its eyes.

According to Tom's prior research, Bill was not the kind of agent who would shoot directly at the fatal place. Even if he had to shoot, he would shoot at a place like the leg that could make people lose mobility but not hurt their lives.

This is why Tom dared to try to impact the cockpit with his bare hands.

As long as Bill has a soft heart, he may be able to kill the co-pilot on this plane who may be the only one who can operate the plane, thereby achieving the goal he set before boarding the plane.

But things never develop as he planned. Just like the pressure bomb he was supposed to bring on the plane, Bill also became cruel under Duwei's 'friendly reminder'.

Looking at the fallen Tom, Bill's eyes showed no emotion at all.

He just had to write a shooting report, so he didn't care.

Now even if God dares to interfere with him saving his daughter, then he dares to shoot at God!

After casting an indifferent glance at the bleeding body, Bill asked Nancy to dispose of the body while he walked into the cockpit and asked the co-pilot to make an emergency landing at the nearest international airport to Paris.

For the sake of the safety of the passengers, the co-pilot, who originally did not want to listen to Bill, wisely changed the direction slightly after seeing Bill's air agent certificate and the still-warm pistol, and made a brief report to the transportation bureau.

When he saw that things were developing in the direction he wanted, the sadness on Bill's face did not diminish.

Because every minute and second that passes now means the torture his daughter is going through.

Maybe even for a second at night, he would never see his daughter again in his life.

If he hadn't been unable to fly, he would have really wanted to jump out of the broken window of the economy class cabin.

'You must hold on, Jin.'

Bill kept thinking silently in his mind.

…

When the gunshots from the first-class cabin were heard from behind, Tom's accomplice, the black man, jumped all over. The unobstructed aisle allowed him to have an unobstructed view of what was happening in the first-class cabin.

When he saw Tom's motionless body and the blood constantly seeping out from under his body, he understood that the just air agent was serious about his actions.

This made him, who didn't want to die, immediately put out all other thoughts and throw away the needle he was using to liberate himself.

Then his eyes fell on the seat belt that Tom had freed himself from. When he saw that two-thirds of the seat belt had flat cuts, he was proficient in network engineering technology and had strong logic. He suddenly figured out something.

.

He looked back at the man who had ruined Tom's plans and was constantly threatened by Tom.

is it him?

Looking at Du Wei's peaceful face in the sunshine, the black man felt a chill in his heart.

In other words, Tom breaking free from the restraints of the seat belt was purely a conspiracy, a conspiracy to kill Tom with the help of Bill.

This guy has completely manipulated everyone's psychology!

Thinking of this, the black man immediately withdrew his gaze in fear.

Although he understood how Tom broke free from the seat belt, he didn't know how Duwei did it.

In other words, if Du Wei wanted to, it would be easy to kill him.

This unprecedented killing method caused cold sweat to break out on the black man's forehead.

He is different from Tom. All he wants is money. He doesn't want to kill or die.

He just wants to live a good life with enough money to spend until he dies.

So the black guy tried his best to avoid Du Wei's sight with his hunched body.

As long as you can't see me, then...it'll be okay, right?

Du Wei, who noticed the movement of the black boy on the other side, chuckled.

The madman must die, but will the black man be afraid?

Let him sit through the bottom of the prison.

Du Wei turned his head and looked out the window at the airport getting closer and yawned.

He didn't sleep well that night. I hope he can have a peaceful sleep after changing the phone.

Soon, with all the civil aviation aircraft avoiding and circling, the damaged Boeing aircraft finally landed safely on the runway.

Then police cars, fire trucks, ambulances and countless media who heard the news surrounded the plane.

However, the 'hero' Bill they wanted to interview had already taken advantage of the chaos to quietly board a flight to Paris.

The media who don't know the truth can only say that this 'hero' is temporarily receiving treatment in the hospital.

Then at Du Wei's request, the three of them refused psychological counseling and took a new civil airliner to New York.

This time, I didn’t meet Liam or Tom Cruise or other ‘heroes’ in the air.

The three of them landed at New York International Airport very steadily.

Looking at the familiar layout of New York International Airport, Lucas couldn't help but sigh that his day had been really fulfilling.

But he couldn't stay long at this time.

Because the side effects of nzt-48 are about to appear, he needs to lock himself in the room with chains to prevent him from doing something he doesn't even know about when he is 'losing time'.

So he hurriedly said goodbye to Du Wei and 47, made an appointment to meet again next time, immediately grabbed a taxi and left the airport.

47 looked at Lucas's leaving back. Although his face was expressionless, there was a lot of worry in his heart, and even his eyes showed some fluctuations.

He knew Lucas as Lucas knew him.

Therefore, Lucas' abnormality 47 is actually visible, but he has been in a state of long-term emotional lack and does not know how to open his mouth to understand Lucas's situation.

He could only hide these worries in his eyes and wait for the opportunity to find out.

But Du Wei, who noticed the fluctuation in 47's eyes, took the initiative to tell the truth:

"He was taking nzt-48, a brain-developing drug with side effects that can lead to death.

And this stuff is as addictive as a drug."

nzt-48?

The name 47 is not unfamiliar.

He didn't expect that Lucas was actually taking this kind of drug.

During 47's career as a professional assassin, he often received assignments to assassinate people who used this drug.

In short, even if the side effects of the drug cannot kill the user, the manufacturer will commission killers like 47 to kill these guys.

Because once the data that manufacturers need to observe is obtained, these guys are no different from the garbage waiting to be processed in the trash can.

So if Lucas continues to use it, death will be his final destination!

"Is there a solution?"

"Yes, just take nzt without side effects for a long time.

It's just that if you want to study this kind of nzt without side effects, you need to find its perfect receptor.

I think you should have come into contact with many people who use nzt-48. Their strength varies greatly, and the individual differences are huge, right?"

47 raised his eyes and looked at Du Wei, who was a little surprised that Du Wei knew so much about nzt-48.

"Yes, although this nzt-48 is a brain development drug, the performance of the targets I dealt with in the tasks I received was indeed uneven.

Some people even experienced symptoms that resembled severe hallucinations after temporarily taking nzt48.

Although I don’t know why, but I guess you should know all this, right?”

Facing 47's rhetorical question, Du Wei smiled and took out a transparent pill in a sealed bag from his pocket and replied:

"Yes, because I also have nzt-48 in my hand.

And you’ve seen that perfect receptor before.”

Ever seen?

47's pupils shrank suddenly, and he quickly recalled everything that happened in the abandoned subway base.

As a genetically optimized being, 47's short-term memory is obviously comparable to the brain after taking nzt-48.

So he quickly determined who among the attendees was the nzt-48 user.

"Is it Eddie?"

"Yes, it's him."

"How long has he been taking it?"

"Two months."

"Two months?!"

There was obvious fluctuation in surprise in 47's tone.

As a killer with an agent, he naturally obtained the average lifespan of an NZT-48 user from Diana.

Most ordinary people will develop physical abnormalities within a month. At this time, killers like 47 must deal with them and destroy their bodies.

For users of nzt-48 who have been using it for more than a month, 47 has never been seen.

Is this what’s special about perfect receptors?

Immediately, 47 realized what Du Wei just said. Only with a perfect receptor can we develop nzt-48 without side effects. So, Du Wei is already developing a substitute for nzt-48?

Does that mean Lucas can be saved?

After sensing the hope of saving Lucas, 47 immediately looked into Du Wei's eyes, and then asked steadily:

“What do I need to do to get it permanently?”

Du Wei smiled, patted 47 on the shoulder and said:

"Just do what you do best.

Don't worry, it won't take long before I let each of you have the life you want.

Of course, I think a quiet life is not suitable for you.

After all, some people are born killers, and the perfect ending is destined to die in the mission.

However, I think that day will come only if you are tired of your current life..."

Before Du Wei finished speaking, the encrypted mobile phone on his body suddenly rang. It was Frank calling.

Duwei frowned. There were only two possibilities for Frank to take the initiative to call. One was that he was out of money and needed support, and the other was that something had happened.

After Frank joined the Salvation Organization, Duwei has always been very generous with his actions, so there is only the latter.

If something happened to Frank, it usually meant that things were dangerous.

Sure enough, when Duwei answered the phone, Frank's very anxious voice came from the speaker:

"Duwei, I was tricked!

When I woke up from a nightclub hookup, I felt sick all over.

I thought I had contracted some kind of STD, but apparently the person who attacked me was kind enough to warn me.

They injected me with some kind of 'Ndrangheta drug.

My heart feels very uncomfortable now, I need your help!"

(Thank you Jiangsipid, Looking for the Love of Life, hemhem, and Feng Eryi for your monthly tickets, thank you!)