Chapter 145 The second confrontation with SHIELD (please subscribe!!)

It is different from people like Hawke who have only been in the industry for a few years and have risen to one of the Big Three.

Corey has really made his mark in the world of killers step by step, one step at a time. He entered the industry at the age of nineteen and is now thirty-three years old.

but……

Corey's reputation may not be as big as Hawke's, but Corey's money must be several times that of Hawke's.

After all, Hawke is only in his third year in the industry, while Corey has actually been struggling in the killer world for fourteen years.

Nowadays, Corey's property, not to mention 10 million, should at least be 50 million.

And this is pure cash income.

Killers have no fixed assets. At least, except for Moreau who likes to pay with diamonds, killers like their employers to give them green and beautiful knives.

And Corey had just been married not long ago.

What happened?

Hawke asked curiously: "Is it possible that not long after we got married, you discovered that marriage is a grave, and you want to challenge me in this way so that I can send you to the grave?"

Does it make men so world-weary after getting married?

Hawke thought about it seriously and did not expect that if he married Gwen, he would become world-weary.

Quite the opposite.

Hawke still felt a little longing when he thought about this.

First, the person getting married is Gwen.

Secondly, if he gets married, George will need to pay for the wedding and honeymoon money.

Hawke was thinking this in his mind. Without waiting for Corey to speak, he shook his head and said, "If you think so, then I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. You know me, no one can use my labor for free."

Corey showed a smile, shook his head and said, "This is my last mission."

Hawke was slightly startled when he heard this.

Corey lowered his head, stretched out his hands, and looked at Hawke: "I am getting weaker, and, do you know the most incredible thing?"

Hawke shrugged.

I'm not the roundworm in your stomach, how do I know?

Corey said with a confused look in his eyes: "I clearly know why this is, but I suddenly discovered that this is because I am willing to become weak."

The corners of Hawke's mouth twitched. He felt that Corey was feeding him dog food, and he had proof.

Corey took a deep breath and looked at Hawke: "So, I plan to give myself one last chance. No matter what the final result is, I will retire."

When Hawk heard this, he looked at Corey: "So, you mean, let me give you some water?"

This sentence seemed to trigger some switch in Corey, and with a bang, Corey stood up from his seat.

Corey looked at Hawke who was sitting opposite him in a deep voice: "I want to challenge you. If you want to get these 50 million, you must kill me first, or I will..."

"Bang!"

"..."

Hawke kicked out his right foot and pushed the chair in front of him away. Corey, who had fainted gorgeously, sat firmly on the chair with a pop, lowered his head, and passed out.

Ekaterina, who looked like she was watching an AR blockbuster through her sunglasses, opened her mouth wide when she saw this scene.

"What did you do?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

Hawke stood up, pulled up the chair and Corey dragged it toward the empty cafe and said, "I knocked him out."

Ekaterina was a little confused.

"No, that's not what I wanted to ask."

"I know what you want to ask."

Hawke found his steps from the bar of the coffee shop, and began to tie up Corey on the chair: "Either knock him out now, or kill him later, whatever you want me to choose, I am

For his own good."

"What?"

"If Corey dies, his female fan will marry another person. If his female fan gets pregnant, it will be even more fun. In the future, someone will take his money, sleep with his female fan, and even

If you beat his baby, if you have bad luck, you might meet a prostitute. Do you think Corey would be willing to see this?"

Hawke said this.

Hawke will attack anyone who dares to stop him from taking away the 50 million yuan without mercy.

George would not be the reason for his softness.

Not even Corey.

but……

Although Hawke and Corey have only a moderate friendship, they are still considered acquaintances, and Corey, who also likes suits, is quite fond of his temper.

Therefore, either chop Corey directly after Corey has finished speaking, or directly knock Corey unconscious before Corey has finished speaking.

Hawke chose the latter.

quite a while.

Hawke stood up, looked at Corey who was sitting on a chair in front of him, tied up like a mummy, and clapped his hands: "Done."

Ekaterina opened her mouth, remained silent for a while, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly: "I don't think this is what Corey wants."

Hawke laughed.

"Are you Corey?"

"What?"

"Are you Corey?"

"……no?"

"Then how do you know what Corey thinks."

"..."

Hawke walked outside, took the pistol that Corey dropped on the floor, wiped off the fingerprints on it with a towel, and then cut the pistol into eight pieces and threw them into the sewer and the trash can respectively: "Okay,

What Corey thinks, only Corey himself knows. When he wakes up, I have already taken 50 million and left. By then, whether he wants to retire or he wants to find me, let him find it slowly, it has nothing to do with me.

It doesn’t matter, you know me, I’m a kind-hearted person and I don’t want others to commit suicide in front of me.”

Said.

Hawke even shook his head, seeming to feel sorry for his kindness and kindness.

If it weren't for making money, Hawke felt that he would have become an artist instead of a killer earning hard-earned money.

It's all George's fault.

"Hatch!"

"God bless you."

Beckett said to George who suddenly slapped him aside, and then looked at the surveillance footage of the Homeland Security agents who were running into the field for support: "Are you sure we don't need to send out the police?"

George crossed his arms and shook his head: "The ninth block is already under the jurisdiction of the 21st Precinct, not our 12th Precinct."

Although it is only separated by a road, the ninth block is indeed not under the jurisdiction of George and his 12th Precinct, but the territory of other precincts.

The 21st Precinct has not sent any police officers to provide support so far.

The reason is simple.

Afraid of taking the blame.

"Where are Agent Coulson and the others?"

"We are almost entering Illidan Avenue."

"..."

"boom!"

"K, deal with them."

"clear."

Accompanied by S.H.I.E.L.D. agent KJ, who was sitting in the lead car, he drove the armored vehicle and directly hit the car in front of him with a single blow, and then gave the order calmly and calmly.

As the order was given, an armored vehicle behind broke away from the team. Then, the door of the armored vehicle opened, and the SHIELD agents armed to the teeth, holding automatic rifles, quickly got out of the vehicle. Relying on the armored vehicle, they peered at their vehicles in all directions.

Criminals perform sports shooting.

It is a straight line from Hofton Avenue to Illidan Avenue, the distance is no more than one kilometer, but for this kilometer, SHIELD has walked until now, and it can be considered complete.
To be continued...