Hawke didn't mean to make excuses to leave.It's really something.Someone had just sent a text message to Hawke, not from his lead John Smith, nor from his killer agent, Catherine.The text message was from his weapons supplier.YMFSL！
If the average person sees these five letters, they will only think that it seems to be a garbled code.But this is the meaning of this sentence.If you're in trouble, come quickly!
The pinyin of the first letter of the Eastern dialect comes."
Buzz!"
Hawke drove his car through the traffic quickly and safely, scurrying towards the address of his Eastern weapons supplier.Among the many miscellaneous skills, marksmanship is undoubtedly the first, the second is the French skill, and the third is the driving skill.After all, driving well is also very marketable among many goals.Hawke's Chinese arms dealer is named Chen.The full name is not known.Just like Chen didn't know that the killer Kg was Hawke, but over the years, Hawke's weapons, guns and ammunition were all supplied from Chen's side.It can be said that if Hawke's true identity is aside, this arms dealer Chen can be said to be one of the few friends of the killer Kg.Because of this, the arms dealer Chen has Hawke's mobile phone number.Another mobile phone number, but when he was at school, Hawk would do a good job of text and phone transfer or something, and then put the mobile phone in charge of business contact.Soon.Hawke pulled over to the side of the road, opened the trunk, pulled out a handbag, and walked down the alley.By the time Hawke came out of the alley, the handbag in his hand was gone, and even his clothes had changed.Or a suit.But instead of the casual suit that Hawke usually wears at school, he wears a tie and sunglasses, and carries an expensive watch and a cup of coffee on his left wrist.No way.It's noon again, it's working hours, and you can't drink alcohol, so you can only drink coffee.Hawke glanced up at the seven-story tall, orange-looking, somewhat old apartment building across the road, took a sip of his wine, and looked around like a tourist.After a while.Hawke raised his feet and followed the middle-aged uncle who was planning to go home in front of him, and walked into the apartment in front of him one after another.Compared to the Star Tower on Fifth Avenue, the security of this Brooklyn apartment is nothing short of sparse.Wrong.There are no security personnel at all.Hawke made it to the fourth floor with ease.into the eyes.The hallway was quiet, and the six rooms on the fourth floor were all closed, so quiet that Hawke could even smell the smell of blood in the air.Late?
Hawke reached behind with his right hand, took out the silenced Beretta that had just been assembled in the alley, took a sip of coffee in his left hand and walked towards the room on the other side of the hallway.Getting closer and closer.The smell of blood on the tip of the nose is getting stronger and stronger, and just by smelling this smell, it can be estimated that the amount of blood loss of the person who created this bloody smell is not very low.Hawke reached the door, glancing at the crack in the room.A shadow flickered.The next second.Hawke raises his gun."
Poof!""
Poof!""
Poof!"
Three bullets flew out in an instant, directly piercing the door in front of him, and blasted into the door in the form of a character.Bang.There was a muffled sound behind the door, what seemed to be the sound of something heavy popping and falling to the ground.Hawke pushed the door straight in.into the eyes.A man in a suit was lying face down on the ground, and behind him were three conspicuous bullet holes.Whoa!
The sound of washing hands could be heard in the restroom not far away.Hawke took a sip of his coffee and looked at the restroom.After a while.The bathroom door opens."
Huh?"
A man in a suit with blue light glasses who came out of the bathroom, while wiping his hands with a towel that still smelled of blood although they had been washed, saw his colleague on the ground, and then looked up at Hawke who appeared at the door, was stunned for a moment, and then said in a tone that seemed to be a little surprised: "Killer Kg." ”Hawke's eyes narrowed."
Who are you?""
It doesn't matter who I am.""
Really?"
The man with blue light glasses casually threw the towel in his hand aside, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, looked at Hawke and said with a smile: "I wasted a lot of effort and didn't let your friends tell me where you were, I thought I wouldn't see you so soon, but I didn't expect it." ”As he spoke, the man walked to the door of the second bedroom next to him and opened the door.Moment.The thick smell of blood came out of the second bedroom.Hawke looked into the second bedroom, where a man with blue skin and swollen face, but could vaguely tell that it was an Asian man with his hands tied, as well as his feet, tied up in a blood-red footbasin on the floor."
Chen.""
Yes, Chen."
When the man heard Hawke's words, he nodded, as if he thought of something, and looked at Hawke: "This guy's mouth is really hard, and he is dying, so he will protect you well." ”Hawke smiled."
What are you laughing at?""
Have you ever thought about a possibility?""
What.""
That is, Chen really doesn't know who I am?""
Really?"
The man in blue light glasses was slightly stunned, and said, "I really haven't thought about this", he looked very good at talking, and then waved his hand: "But it's not important, the important thing is that you are here." ”When he said this, if he didn't consider the dying Chen in the second bedroom and the corpse at Hawke's feet, such a conversation was like a conversation between friends.Hawke too."
And then?"
Hawke also looked at the man with blue light glasses curiously, just like a conversation with a friend: "You want to find me, now that I'm here, and then, will you let my friend go?"
”The man with blue light glasses took out a pocket remote control from his pocket: "Did you say this?"
”The words fell.The man in blue light glasses instantly pressed the switch in his hand.Next second..."
Woo Woo Woo!"
Chen, who was being tied up in the second bedroom, lowered his head and looked dying, instantly tilted his head, and then began to convulse all over his body, and a burst of white smoke came out of the footbath, and his expression looked extremely painful.Hawke's eyes narrowed."
Electric shock.""
Hmm."
The man in blue light glasses nodded and sighed: "I didn't think of this at first, and I thought he was really hard-mouthed, so I had no choice but to use some small means, what do you think of my means?"
Kg？
”The corners of Hawk's mouth rose slightly: "Great!
”……