the next day.

Lake woke up and felt refreshed.

Today is another day full of vitality.

When Lake thought of earning 1.5 million yuan today, he felt very happy. Even when he was having breakfast, there was a strong smile on his lips.

"Stop laughing."

“…”

Lake looked up at his girlfriend, who said, "Eat quickly, I can go back to the police station after finishing cleaning."

As Lake expected.

Last night in New York was very noisy late at night. I woke up early in the morning. According to incomplete statistics, the number of alarm calls last night was as high as twenty times, and the frequency was extremely high.

Manhattan.

Brooklyn.

Queens.

Even on Long Island, people called the police and said that it was a gunfight, but they were a little curious. When the patrolmen arrived, there were blood on the ground but no bodies.

Some reports even had no blood.

This is very weird.

No one in the New York Police Department could explain clearly what happened, but they still asked all police officers to report to the headquarters as soon as possible, and Morin needed to go there as soon as possible.

Lake doesn't need it.

He is on vacation.

During the work-related injury leave, there is a whole week of rest. After all, a police detective hangs his right hand with a gun, which is basically no different from the long-distance runner who has lost his legs.

Lake said to Morin, "It's okay, there will be a housekeeping cleaner coming later."

Seeing this, Morin said, "Then I'll leave first. Be good at home. Remember, if you are injured, it's the wounded."

Lake nodded in response.

Stay at home?

How could it be? How could I get my own 1.5 million at home? A night of high-intensity gunfight, Lake felt that Carlos was almost at the end of the oil and the lamp was gone.

If this wasted time and was finally finished by other colleagues, Lake wouldn't know who he wanted to cry.

so……

Ten minutes after his girlfriend Morin left, Lake went downstairs. When he went downstairs, he instructed his neighbors downstairs to think about the plot of the new book. Cassel, who could not think of a new character, wrote his male protagonist to death, and asked him to help him go up and open the door when the housekeeper came.

Out of the Star Building.

corner.

Lake, who took off the rule props and gold-rimmed glasses, walked to the side of the road, waved to a taxi, and after getting on the bus, he reported the address agreed by Carlos to the driver.

Hell Gate Bridge.

Block 20.

Lake got off the taxi and his eyes fell on the direction of the sewage treatment plant that was still nearly a kilometer away, close to the bank of the Easter River but had been bankrupt for some time.

There is the address agreed upon by Carlos and Lake.

One million, I'm here.

When Lake first got off the car, he thought about whether Carlos would fool himself, but when he walked towards the sewage treatment plant, the idea was gone.

There are many killers here.

As for how Lake recognized it, it can only be said that this is a professional intuition. It is like a smoker. It is a truth to be able to clearly recognize who is a fellow in the crowd.

Walk into the sewage treatment plant.

Lake saw several killers hiding around at first sight, and their attention was all at once looking at the dark factory not far away.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound came out.

Lake watched a killer walk into the killer carefully, and then after the muffled sound came out, he fled directly on the ground ten meters inside the factory door.

A bullet opened the sky spirit cover!

Overestimate one's ability!

Lake smiled in his heart, without any sympathy for the dead killers. Nowadays, there are more and more newcomers who have entered the killer world, and the quality of killers is getting worse and worse.

and……

Those who want to get a reward here are killers with poor comprehensive qualities. In a word, the top killers who do not lack money and realize financial freedom will not come for this small amount of money of one million.

As for those who have not achieved financial freedom, they are even more unlikely.

Cross Carlos is on the same level as them, so they know Carlos's strength very well. It is not cost-effective to make 1.5 million yuan, and a bounty of 1.5 million yuan is not enough to allow top killers to form a group to swap Carlos.

so……

Carlos really stuck it all night.

But that's the end.

Lake shook his head, raised his steps slightly, and walked towards the factory where there were already three bodies at the door.

Just then.

Bang!

A bullet shot from the silenced sniper rifle flew straight from behind Lake, and the target pointed directly at the back of Lake's head.

"Bang!"

"puff!"

Lake fired a gun with his backhand, and after knocking it off, he snatched it back again, directly blasting the young killer squatting on the water tower, and smiled coldly and looked around: "If you don't have this ability, don't die, is it worth it?"

After saying that.

Lake didn't bother to pay attention to the idea of ​​the killer outside and went straight to the factory.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Lake knocked off a bullet with a tricky angle and an arcuate on his lips: "I'm not your burial, Carlos."

Carlos covered his abdomen, his face pale, stood up from behind a block in the factory, and smiled: "You have to try it, are you qualified to take my bounty?"

Lake nodded: "Understand."

If it were him, if he were in Carlos' position, he would not be willing to be taken away by a guy who was not as strong as him. After all, this is the last stubbornness of a strong man.

Lake stood at the entrance of the factory, and shot directly behind him without even looking, blasting a thigh that seemed to be ready to come in and see if he could pick up a cheap killer, and then looked at Carlos: "Are you injured?"

Carlos laughed reluctantly: "I met a more difficult guy."

"Liberty killer or organization killer?"

“Organized.”

"Black Caesar?"

"no."

"Arthur?"

"That guy will only cause accidents and will not follow my steel gun."

"That's right, there are not many people who can kill. Could it be the one produced by the killer professional company?"

"right."

Lake let out a wow, and once again shot a shot and exploded an assassin who was not afraid of death: "That's a group of killers who are not afraid of death."

Carlos replied, "When I killed me, I didn't see any fear in his eyes."

Lake seemed to be chatting about family matters: "I heard that the killers in this professional production company seem to be exactly the same, and I seriously suspect that they are clones."

Carlos said: "If you had cloning skills, would you train these people to be killers?"

Lake shook his head: "No."

After saying that.

Lake and Carlos both burst into laughter.

quite a while.

Carlos gasped for a few times and turned his right hand pressing his abdomen. Suddenly, the wound was bleeding. With a swish, Carlos looked straight at Lake, as if he wanted to see Lake's heart clearly: "Remember your promise, Black King."

Lake did not dodge and greeted Carlos' eyes: "I will do my promise, as long as he does not commit suicide, I guarantee his ordinary life."

Carlos nodded, took out a photo of a woman from his arms, took a deep look, kissed her, and closed her eyes: "Go on."

Lake said, "Okay, go slowly!"

The words fell.

Bang!

...

PS: Black Caesar - from "The Extreme Line Killer"!

PS: Arthur - from "The Mechanic"!
Chapter completed!