The Legendary Life of an American Superhero

"Oh, what is that."

"I'll kill the mutual aid society that wants to rob your son first."

"..."

The atmosphere of the booth was a little quiet.

Hearing this, Carlos put away the smile on his face and looked at Lake, who had a smile on his face. His mind seemed to stop for a while, as if he was replaying what Lake said just now.

Lake smiled: "How about this, I'll do it first, it's done, you are paying to protect your son's ordinary life, how about it?"

Carlos heard it clearly this time.

but.

Just because he heard it clearly, Carlos looked directly at Lake, and there seemed to be a trace of anger on his face: "Are you here to tease me?"

Lake's expression didn't change: "You think it's a big night, I don't sleep, I came here just to amuse you."

Carlos nodded: "So, you are a lunatic."

Lake shook his head: "I have a certificate issued by the hospital. Of course, if you want me to do this kind of thing, you need to give me some information about the mutual aid association, which is a textile factory. Just write it by hand."

A former hitman member who defected to prove mutual aid is a textile mill.

This is hard evidence.

If it doesn't count, Lake feels that it must be some shady PY deal between the Montgomery Superintendent and the Mutual Aid Society, and Lake is ready to find out the worms in the police station.

"and……"

Lake looked at Carlos: "The Continental Hotel doesn't stipulate that killers are not allowed to kill another killer organization."

Yes.

This is an obvious flaw.

Killers can't betray the organization, but killers from different organizations can kill another killer organization, but most people don't think of doing so.

Carlos frowned and looked blankly at Lake in front of him.

Lake looked at the watch in his hand, it was almost ten o'clock, and he didn't know that his girlfriend didn't call him again. If he called, he ran to the Xingchen Building without answering, and he had to make an excuse to explain.

quite a while.

Carlos squinted his eyes: "Okay, what kind of information do you want?"

Lake touched his chin: "Just write it by hand, just write how the mutual aid association used the textile factory as a cover to carry out a sneaky hookup, and then write your personal information."

talking.

Lake waved to the bartender, and when the bartender came over, he said to Carlos: "It's fine after writing, if you don't believe me, you can pay attention to the location of the New York Police Department at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, if you are afraid of If there is an ambush, then you can watch it from a distance, and after I finish it, we will meet here again for the next transaction, but the transaction items at that time will need to be replaced."

Carlos said: "Change what?"

Lake said with a smile: "Your bounty!"

Carlos: "..."

At that time, after Lake brought the mutual aid meeting, the Continental Hotel would intervene and directly issue a bounty order for Carlos. The Continental Hotel did not care about anything else, who made Carlos a traitor killer? The hotel will not let a traitor killer live well.

Therefore, Carlos will still face a bounty from the Continental Hotel, which is a bounty worth two million yuan.

Wow.

I want a fat rhythm.

Lake has fantasized about the arrival of that overnight riches.

Eleven at night.

Lake with glasses returned to the Star Building.

Open the door.

as predicted.

Sitting on the sofa, Maureen, who was wearing glasses looking at a psychological book in his hand, looked at Lake who came in from outside and said, "Where have you been?"

Lake turned around and closed the door: "I went to the bar with Bob for a drink. That guy is leaving New York in a few days."

Bob Lee Swagger.

Lake's comrades during his military service, carried guns together, coughed together, performed two overseas combat missions together, enlisted earlier than Lake, and discharged later than Lake.

Maureen took off his glasses, walked to Lake, took the suit jacket that Lake took off, smelled it, and said, "Is that your comrade in SEAL?"

Lake snorted, walked over to the bar, looked at his cell phone on the bar, clicked it, and raised his eyebrows: "Twelve calls, I thought you weren't here today."

Maureen definitely has some kind of control.

After the love period was over, Lake looked up at Maureen and smiled, thinking in his heart.

Maureen rolled his eyes: "You encountered a shootout today."

"So, I don't need counseling," Lake said.

Free America, shootout every day.

This is the main theme of the old beauty.

Maureen sat down on the high stool, looked at Lake who poured himself a glass of bourbon and drank it and said, "Would you like to talk about what happened today?"

Lake thought for a while and shook his head: "There's nothing to talk about. After all, justice triumphs over evil."

"That's not what I said."

"Which one is that?"

"I heard you and Montgomery filed for a search of the textile mill?"

"Um."

Lake looked at his well-informed girlfriend who was out of the field and shrugged, "What's the matter?"

Morin frowned and said, "If you don't have any evidence, it's best not to act without authorization. That textile factory is not only related to the Disabled Persons' Federation, but also to the mayor and governor."

It is said that the incumbent mayor of New York was able to beat his competitors because of the votes held by the Disabled Persons' Federation, because Sloan, the manager of the textile factory, appeared at one of his fund-raising receptions.

Lake wanted to laugh: "God, you speak almost exactly like Montgomery."

Maureen looked serious: "That's because Montgomery told me, he knew your character, and Montgomery believed your words, but you need to be extra careful when dealing with such an organization, once you act recklessly, the pressure above will directly make you Lose everything."

this is the truth.

After all, this is a capitalist country. If you have money, you will have everything, and you will have power... but you can't beat the rich.

Lake sneered.

Lose everything.

Everything Lake is now made by himself from scratch. Although it is only a part-time job, it is also hard earned by Lake. Whoever dares to take it away, Lake will chop whoever.

Maureen frowned: "Lake, what I said is true. You must not act rashly on this matter."

Lake nodded perfunctorily: "Okay."

Maureen emphasized again: "I'm serious."

Maureen is Lake's girlfriend after all. He knows Lake's character too well. Naturally, he knows that Lake's words are very perfunctory, and even without the bonus of his girlfriend's status, the professional bonus of Maureen's psychotherapist is enough to see It came out that Lake didn't take her words to heart.

Maureen sighed and said, "Do you know why an anonymous letter suspended you for investigation?"

PS: Bob - Bob Lee Swagger, from "Life and Death Sniper"!

happy weekend, guys