A Certain Marvel Super Player

In the live broadcast room.

Patty Finn, who is the gold medal producer of New York's No. 1 TV station, looked at the ratings displayed on the screen in front of her and looked at the host Paul Lee who was talking about the origin of the notice to the public. He made a gesture and indicated that the ratings were on the rise and he could continue to talk about it.

Paul Lee, who was wearing a suit and leather tie, nodded without leaving any trace and looked at the content on the teleprompter board.

When I was about to continue the next chapter.

Boom!

The door to the live broadcast room was kicked open.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The sound of gunshots instantly echoed in the live broadcast room.

Locke, who was wearing sunglasses, looked at the shocked people with an expressionless face, and then his expression turned into panic in an instant, showing a smile: "Hello, my name is Wushuang, I heard that you are reporting on me?"

Everyone: "..."

"Jingle Bell!"

"Hello?"

George, who was looking at Jeff in the hospital and waiting for the lights to go out in the operating room, received the call. His expression suddenly changed and he stood up from the chair: "What?"

Jeff on the hospital bed, and Gwen and Helen sitting over there looked at George involuntarily.

After George said this, he put down the phone and said to Jeff: "The unparalleled assassin has hijacked the live broadcast room of TV Station 1."

Jeff's expression became more exciting: "Onishet!"

Gwen over there hurriedly turned on the TV.

Enter the eyes.

In the live broadcast room of New York's No. 1 TV station, the sound was even noisy, and the host who appeared on the scene looked very panicked. He pulled out his equipment and planned to squat down.

but……

"boom!"

A bullet was shot directly at his feet, causing Paul Lee to tremble all over. At the same time, a voice came from an invisible place: "Sit down and sit down."

Paul Lee was an inspiration.

Locke turned around and placed a bomb on the only entrance to the studio. Then, he glanced at Paul Lee, who was scared to death in front of the camera, and couldn't help but shake his head.

But it's okay.

What Locke wanted to find was not Paul Lee, but the person who had the ability and connections to obtain a large amount of information on the Unparalleled Assassins from the New York Police Department.

Patty Finn, a gold medal producer for New York television.

"hello!"

Locke walked up to a group of people who squatted down with their heads in their hands. Julia Robber, who had slender legs, fluffy curly hair and a tall figure, was still eye-catching in a business suit... Patty Finn, He stretched out his right hand and said with a smile: "Hello, Ms. Fenn, I have known you for a long time, and I heard George mention you."

The George here is undoubtedly George Stacy.

after all……

The information about the Peerless Assassin was all on George's side, and Locke knew it because the Patty Finn in front of him had been to George's study.

Patty Finn left a business card, and Gwen told him that this Patty Finn was George's high school classmate.

Patty, who was wearing a pair of boots, looked at the right hand stretched out in front of her, raised her head, and stared at Locke, who was wearing a suit and ties and sunglasses in front of her.

Locke smiled and said, "I'm sorry, but I called you before I came. Unfortunately, you didn't answer, so I came up by myself. I'm very sorry."

He actually called.

I called from the TV station downstairs, but was hung up.

If you can't visit by phone, you can only visit at home.

Locke has always been very polite.

Patty seemed to react, thinking about her personal phone that suddenly vibrated during the live broadcast. It turned out to be an unfamiliar number, so she hung up immediately.

Locke saw the change in Patty's eyes, smiled, and pulled up Patty who was squatting on the ground: "The copywriter did a good job. This is what I wanted to say on the phone, and I heard that you want to be interviewed. I?"

This is what Helen mentioned on the way to Jeff's house with Gwen and Helen.

Locke looked at the table under the camera and looked at Patty with a smile: "So, I'm here to do the interview. However, if you come to interview me, that supporter, I think he will have a mental breakdown."

Paul Lee over there was sweating, shivering, and his pants were already wet.

Patty also looked at it and frowned for a moment.

Locke chuckled: "I always thought that hosts are the kind of people who are not afraid of danger."

"He's not the host."

"Um?"

"He is no longer the host."

Patty said directly, and then looked in front of him. Although he was holding a gun, Locke looked like a gentleman, and his professional instinct came online. He smiled and said, "Does Mr. Wushuang also watch our show?"

G.

He was indeed George's high school friend, but why did he still lose to Helen, who only met George in college?

Is this what is called, green plums are not as good as falling from the sky?

Locke was thinking in his mind, looking at Patty who extended his hand to invite him out, and said with a smile: "That's right, but I prefer to watch the weather forecast program after your news. By the way, is the weather girl here?"

As he spoke, Locke looked around as if he were chatting.

Patty smiled and said: "Then Mr. Wushuang went to the wrong live broadcast room. Barbara should be in the live broadcast room next door. We are in the news live broadcast room."

Locke sighed: "What a pity."

Paul Lee, who was leaving the country, was taken away by two security guards. Then, the wet floor was mopped by the staff and air cleaner was sprayed.

Poor guy, this time he is dead.

"Please take a seat."

"Thanks."

Locke looked at Patty, who was a little panicked but still very professional. He nodded and sat on the sofa made by the interview guests. Then he looked at the staff manipulating the camera over there and said, "Give me the camera. I will I have a few words to say to the New York Police Department.”

Patty looked at the bearded staff member.

moment.

Locke's figure appeared on the televisions of countless households who had received the news at this moment and were watching the news channel of New York's No. 1 TV station.

"Good evening, NYPD!"

Locke crossed his legs with a faint smile, as if he was making a joke: "There are more than thirty staff members in this live broadcast room. I also left a small gift on the door. If you dare to break in, You guys will love my gift and I will kill someone if you interrupt my stream, thank you.”

Said.

Locke looked at Patty, who was sitting opposite and was a guest host from a gold medal producer, and nodded: "To be honest, this is my first time doing an interview. Is there anything I need to know in advance?"

In New Amsterdam Hospital.

Gwen opened her mouth, looked at the unparalleled assassin who appeared on the scene, and blinked.

A killer who should be in the dark appears directly and openly?

What do you want to do?

This doesn't fit the character of a killer.

Jeff on the hospital bed bared his teeth and looked at Locke on the TV: "Yes, that's him, the unparalleled assassin."

While talking.

With a hiss, the screen expanded to include Locke and Patty.

Gwen covered her mouth: "Aunt Patty."

Helen also looked at Patty who appeared on the scene. Although Patty has been looking for George through the news over the years, Helen believed in George. Moreover, there was not much conflict between her and Patty. At most, Patty wanted to He just leaned into her corner, and now looking at Patty on the TV, he still called George.

George, who was rushing to the TV station, gasped when he heard Helen's call.

Patty!

At this moment, the New York Television Station 1 building was in chaos. The New York Police Department, the FBI, and even SHIELD agents disguised as Homeland Security agents were all here.

but……

Everyone heard Locke's threat on the TV station and did not dare to act rashly.

"Inspector Stacey!"

"Director Colin."

After George got out of the car, he shook hands with FBI Director Colin, who had appeared in court last year: "How is the situation now?"

"Evacuations are underway."

Colin looked at the staff running out of the building one after another, and shook his head speechlessly: "For God's sake, it's already nine o'clock in the evening, and there are still so many people. The studio is in the building. On the 16th floor, this is New York City, and the FBI will fully cooperate with the New York Police Department."

George glanced at Colin who said this firmly, and wanted to laugh in his heart.

Match the entire row with a yarn.

If it had been hijacked by someone else, George believed that the FBI would definitely say that the case belonged to them. The reason why they didn't want to do it now was for a very simple reason. The Wushuang Assassin really knew how to kill people.

After all, the Federation is not Russia. Secretly, the hostages don't matter, but on the surface, the safety of the hostages must be the top priority.

Ms. Victoria Hand, who was pretending to be the director of the Department of Homeland Security, also came over: "Why did the Peerless Assassin suddenly think of hijacking the TV station?"

George and Colin looked at Ms. Hand and said, "You ask me, who should I ask."

He is a killer. If the motive can be easily analyzed, why don't you still know the real name of the Wushuang assassin after three years?

Colin looked at George and suggested, "How about cutting off the signal?"

George and Hand immediately said: "No!"

Finished.

George and Ms. Hand looked at each other.

If Nick Fury was here, there is no doubt that Nick Fury would cut off the signal and negotiate directly. Fortunately, Nick Fury is no longer here.

at this time.

Members of the NYPD SWAT team have arrived on the sixteenth floor.

"Sir!"

The special service captain took a breath of air and looked at the thing standing behind the door, the bomb connected to the door. He said with some disbelief: "Sir, there is a large bomb here. Confirm, there is a bomb."

Good guy.

If this bomb explodes, this whole building, let alone the sixteenth floor, will be completely reduced to ashes.

at the same time.

The staff member also moved the camera to the door.

There was a missile-like bomb set up at the door, and the special service team members looming outside the door were clearly visible.

WTF?

George, Colin, and Ms. Hand looked at each other.

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