Chapter 114 The calm before the storm (please subscribe!)

"...I said 50 million, I can help."

"If you haven't found a good college by June next year, I will have to spend more than 50 million to send you to college."

"..."

Lorna was silent for a moment, stood up, left the high stool, then turned around and walked towards the second floor without saying a word.

"What are you doing?"

"sleep!"

"... Go to bed early."

"snort."

"..."

Hawke looked at Lorna who turned around and made a face to himself, then ran up the stairs, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

This girl.

Hawke shook his head speechlessly. After filling his glass with wine, he stood up, took the wine glass, turned off the lights in the living room, and walked towards the second floor.

the next day.

After Lorna finished breakfast, she went out to find her little friend Zoe Benson.

After Hawke cleaned up, he came to the study, then spoke to Ekaterina, and looked at the news that Lu was collecting from various places.

"The killer Sabine Moreau, codenamed Diamond, showed up at the Continental Hotel."

"diamond?"

Hawke raised his eyebrows.

"Isn't Sabine Moreau only interested in diamonds?"

"Fifty million can buy a lot of diamonds."

"……Right."

Sabine Moreau, a female killer, is also a female killer who only accepts diamond transactions. If you go to her with money, she will not accept the order, so she is called a diamond in the industry.

"And Corey."

Ekaterina named another killer.

Corey, only Corey, a male killer with a ruthless style and quick actions.

"Corey went to the weapons store yesterday to purchase weapons. He seemed to be very interested in 50 million."

"he has married."

"What?"

"It seems that Corey got married to one of his female fans last year. I'm not worried about Corey."

Hawke drank the coffee he had brewed in the morning, took a sip and said: "In fact, even if John Wick has thoughts about this contract, I am not worried. A killer can no longer be called a killer after he gets married.

A killer."

Ekaterina was a little curious.

"What should it be called?"

"If you don't call me anything, just call me a man."

Hawke smiled: "It is rare for a married killer to risk his own life. Didn't John Wick choose to quit after getting married?"

"But this Corey doesn't."

"It's not important. What's important is that Corey is already concerned. As long as I show up, he will only choose to quit. Otherwise, he will lose his life."

"...I remember, are you and this Corey friends?"

"Just friends, and..."

Hawke looked at Ekaterina wearing glasses and video chatting with him on the computer screen. He shrugged and said, "You said it, this is 50 million. I don't mind sending anyone who wants to stop me from getting this money."

People with money go to hell to report.”

Ekaterina nodded.

Hawke changed the topic and shook his head: "I don't care if there is a killer who is looking at my fifty million. John Wigger has retired. The mechanic only kills people but does not save people. Compared with how many killers are interested in this,

What I care more about is which organizations are interested in this."

Ekaterina smiled and said: "That's too much. Does the whole Hell's Kitchen count?"

Hawke narrowed his eyes.

"The whole of Hell's Kitchen?"

"Except Kingpin."

Ekaterina said: "The Russian Gang, the Irish Gang, the Jigsaw Party, the Gucci family and the Cesare crime family. I have received news that these people are ready to take the 50 million. As for the Kingpin, the Kingpin

He has been trying to transform in recent years, and he probably doesn't like fifty million, so there is no need to be at odds with the New York Police Department for the fifty million."

As a gold coin who can be regarded as monopolizing the entire East Coast criminal business, he would rather spend 100 million to make friends with the New York Police Department in order to make enemies with the New York Police Department for 50 million.

But others…

For example, these Russian gangs and Irish gangs, for these people, 50 million is very tempting.

After all, Jinpin is not a kind person. When Jinpin eats meat, he will not give soup to these people. For Jinpin, 50 million may be pocket money, but for others under Jinpin's shadow,

For an organization struggling to make a living in Hell's Kitchen, this fifty million is a huge fortune.

Hawke listened to Ekaterina's news, touched his chin, and couldn't help but take a breath: "The Russian gang, Ireland, Gucci and Cesare, these people are involved, they are not going to destroy the entire New York City.

Is it really turning into a battlefield?”

I retract my own speculation.

Hawke was thinking this. Originally, he told George that if George insisted on protecting 50 million, George might die.

But now, Hawke takes back his words.

It's not that George may die, he will definitely die.

There is no such thing as a fluke!

Ekaterina shrugged: "When do you plan to take action? Or are you on the way to transfer 50 million? The risk of these people entering the game is very high."

Hawke nodded, agreeing with Ekaterina's words.

To be able to develop their own power in Jin Bin's territory, Hell's Kitchen, under Jin Bin's lustful power, these people are not ordinary people.

To be precise, these people have more or less mental illnesses.

If they saw Hawke taking away 50 million, they would rather break up and kill Zack Stannie directly.

What they can’t get, others can’t get.

Hawke smacked his lips and said, "But the best time to take action is during the transfer. I went to the 12th Precinct yesterday. The security is not as tight as usual. Even the equipment seems to have been replaced with brand new ones."

Otherwise, Hawke would not have chosen the next best thing to find that black policeman, John Hope, and form an alliance with him.

Now?

Hawke touched his chin and wondered whether he should just find a way to rescue Fifty Million from the New York Police Department. If something happened and Fifty Million died, wouldn't it be in vain?

Damn George, why are you so stubborn?

Maybe I won't share the money with others, but I can share the money with you, 50-50, with 25 million, I can provide a good educational environment for the three little ones and buy a house for Gwen.

The big house can be used as a wedding room, and you can even buy a luxurious wedding and global honeymoon trip.

What a beautiful thing.

It really doesn't work. It's great. I can rescue people here. After getting 50 million, you can take them back. Isn't that okay?

It's obviously a good thing for you, me, and everyone, but why don't you know how to adapt it at all?

Hawke was extremely speechless.

Precinct 12!

"Oh!"

"God bless you."

Beckett and Bob coincidentally sent their blessings after George sneezed, and then turned their eyes to them again.

"Didi!"

A technical police officer looked at the device at the elevator door, which flashed a red light twice, then turned into a green light. He turned around, looked behind him and looked at George who pinched his nose and said: "It's done, if there is no card, no one can

Come up to this floor."

George looked at the safety device installed at the elevator entrance, nodded, and said to Beckett: "Let Kevin and Esposito try the effect."
To be continued...