The Legendary Life of an American Superhero

The Continental Hotel on Pearl Street.

When Lake walked into the Continental Hotel, he immediately felt that the atmosphere tonight was not the same as yesterday. Yesterday, there were three or two cats in the hotel lobby, but today it felt a little full.

Textile mills are gone.

The Continental Hotel is about to expel Carlos and the time for the reward is fast. It is estimated that at this moment, the reward for Carlos is already in the process of going through the process.

Take the elevator to the bar.

ho!

Lake raised his eyebrows and was surprised when he looked at some overcrowded bars, and then sat down opposite Carlos, who was only seated by one person.

Swish.

Lake could clearly feel a series of eyes falling on him.

Lake smiled, turned to the many killers in the bar who were looking at him intentionally or unintentionally, and raised his middle finger.

This is provocation.

no doubt.

But many killers turned a blind eye, and just turned their eyes from Lake back to Carlos, who was sitting opposite, one glass of wine after another, and looked like he wanted to get himself drunk.

Lake also retracted his gaze and looked at Carlos: "How about it, I'm still satisfied with my work."

Carlos raised his head, cherishing his words like gold: "Aren't you afraid that this matter will be exposed, you will be hunted down by the mainland hotel?"

Lake shrugged: "Can you say that?"

It is a big crime for a killer to hook up with a law enforcement officer.

After all, one is in the dark and the other is in the light. Black and white are just like fire and water are incompatible, and no one wants to see fire and water compatible.

pity……

I am black and white.

Moreover.

Even if the Continental Hotel found the New York Police Department, it would only find out that Carlos used the power of the New York Police Department to eradicate the mutual aid association. After all, Carlos's confession was used as evidence.

Carlos can actually say that this is what Lake did, and then exchanged the information that Lake and the New York Police Department tipped off with the Continental Hotel for another punishment, that is, no reward but only expulsion.

Carlos is able to choose, but he cannot.

His son Wesley is still in custody in the NYPD, and Carlos won't do it until he's not sure what Lake has anything to do with the NYPD.

"account."

"Give!"

"..."

Carlos looked at a bank account registered overseas that was pushed to him as soon as he said it. He looked up at Lake and smiled: "You don't seem to be worried that I will regret it."

Lake's tone was relaxed: "No, you are worried, and what you are afraid of, for me, I am not worried or afraid."

What about being chased by the Continental Hotel?

glasses belt.

Even if Lake is standing in the lobby of the Continental Hotel, face to face, others will think that Lake is a newbie who has just entered the killer world.

and……

No matter what the process is, and the Continental Hotel is dead to the end, Lake is confident that the Continental Hotel must be the last to close.

So what Carlos is worried and afraid of, Lake does not pay attention to it at all.

soon.

"It's turned."

Carlos transferred his deposit to the bank account provided by Lake and looked at Lake: "You can confirm."

Lake didn't speak or took out his cell phone. As a killer, he didn't have a cell phone.

But Lake has a special way of checking accounts.

Plug-in, recharge, overseas bank account 602-005-24-678!

Mind a move.

Ding dong!

【Successful recharge】

【Fifty-nine thousand seven hundred dollars! 】

"..."

Lake raised his eyebrows and looked at Carlos: "Just like that?"

What to do.

It doesn't matter if I'm a poor ghost. As soon as you are at least the top ten killers in the killer world, you have so little wealth, you're probably fooling me.

Although Carlos was a little suspicious of how Lake knew the numbers, he still shook his head and said, "If you knew that you would die no matter what, would you still keep your savings?"

Lake opened his mouth.

This reason is simply impeccable. I know that no matter how hard I struggle, I will still die. What do I keep the money for?

so……

After Carlos defected from the Mutual Aid Association for his faith, Carlos would come to the Continental Hotel every night to provide one-stop service, not only deposits, but even gold coins were poor.

Carlos took out the last dozen gold coins from his pocket and pushed them in front of Lake: "This is all I have, and I guess I won't be able to use it soon."

Lake looked at the gold coins in front of him and thought about the transfer of less than $60,000 in the account.

heart……

So I've been busy for so long, and this special cat doesn't even have enough chances to draw a lottery?

Lake took a deep breath and looked at Carlos with some reluctance: "Have you ever thought about leaving some money for that person? According to me, that person doesn't seem to have a good living condition."

Is it not good, it is simply that the listeners are sad and the listeners cry.

Living in a low-cost room under the subway, his girlfriend still cares about him, the most tragic thing, he knows it himself, but he still chooses to be indifferent.

Lake didn't know why Wesley made such a choice, but Lake felt that if he was Wesley, with the green hat in front, even if he died, he would die with those two people.

The hatred of the green hat is the hatred that never ends.

Not negotiable.

Carlos shook his head: "He has his own life."

Lake was speechless.

With such a father on the stall, Lake City Wesley felt sad, obviously he had the opportunity to become a rich second generation, but it was because of his father that he became what he is today.

If only Carlos and Wesley were not Americans but Easterners.

At least if it is from the East, Lake can guarantee that Carlos will leave enough money for his son to live, but not too small.

pity……

The differences in education between the East and the West lead to differences in ideas.

Lake sighed: "Forget it, anyway, there should be two million rewards to win later, what do you think."

Originally thought that after this wave of operation, there would be at least more than 5 million gains.

result……

The first wave, too much, killed Sloan before asking for the password.

The second wave did not take into account the difference in education between the East and the West. As a result, the income was far from what I imagined. It was completely one in the sky and one in the ground.

But the third wave has to guarantee the income of 2 million.

fine.

At least it's not a wave of operations that is as fierce as a tiger, and then look at the result of 0.5.

Lake thought to himself, he couldn't be kept busy all the time, but in the end, it wasn't enough for a chance to draw a lottery.

Carlos nodded.

Anyway, I'm going to die. There's no difference between dying in the hands of others and dying in the hands of Lake, so I'm all going to die. Rather than dying worthless, it's better to give it to Lake as a favor. At least, in Lake, Carlos saw the credit. Two words.

only……

Carlos looked around at the many killers in the bar: "I want to give it to you, can you beat them?"

The corners of Lake's mouth curved upwards and followed Carlos' gaze.

into the eye.

The skin tones were different, but they all wanted to swallow Lake's eyes.

Lake's tone was soft: "A group of local dogs, whoever dares to grab it, I will kill whoever!"

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