The Legendary Life of an American Superhero

the next day.

Lake woke up refreshed.

Today is another good day.

When Lake thought that he was able to get 1.5 million in his account today, he felt good in his heart. Even when he was eating breakfast, the corner of his mouth was full of smiles.

"Stop laughing."

"..."

Lake looked up at his girlfriend, who said, "Hurry up and eat, so I can go back to the police station after packing up."

Just as Lake expected.

Last night, New York was very noisy late at night. I woke up early in the morning. According to incomplete statistics, there were more than 20 alarm calls last night, and the frequency was abnormally high.

Manhattan.

Brooklyn.

The Queen.

Some people even called the police on Long Island to say that it was a shooting incident, but I was a little curious. When the patrolmen arrived, there was blood on the ground but no bodies.

In some cases, there is not even a bloodstain at the point where the crime was reported.

It's weird.

No one in the New York Police Department could say exactly what happened, but they still asked all police officers to report to the headquarters as soon as possible, and Maureen was the one who needed to go there as soon as possible.

Lake doesn't need it.

He is on vacation.

During work-related leave, there is a full week of rest. After all, a police detective hangs his right hand holding a gun, which is basically no different from a long-distance runner who has no legs.

Lake said to Mo Lin: "It's okay, there will be a housekeeper coming over later."

Seeing this, Maureen said: "Then I'll go first, you are at home, remember, you are injured, it is the wounded."

Lake nodded in response.

stay home?

How is it possible, how can I get my 1.5 million when I stay at home, and a high-intensity shootout all night, Lake feels that Carlos is almost at the end of the oil.

If this delays time and is supplemented by other colleagues, Lake doesn't know who to cry for.

so……

Lake went downstairs ten minutes after his girlfriend, Maureen, went out. When he went downstairs, he instructed the neighbors downstairs to ask Cassel, who had been thinking about the plot of a new book and couldn't think of writing his hero to death, to let him go downstairs. Please go up and open the door when the housekeeper comes over.

out of the Star Building.

corner.

Lake, who took off his gold-rimmed glasses, walked to the side of the road, beckoned a taxi, got in the car, and reported the address agreed by Carlos to the driver.

Hell's Gate Bridge.

Block 20.

Lake got off the taxi, and his eyes fell on the direction of the sewage treatment plant, which was almost a kilometer away, next to the bank of the East River but had been bankrupt for some time.

That's where Carlos and Lake agreed to the address.

One million, here I come.

When Lake first got out of the car, he thought about whether Carlos was fooling himself, but when he walked to the sewage treatment plant, this idea disappeared.

There are many killers here.

As for how Lake recognized it, it can only be said that this is a professional intuition. It is like a smoker who can clearly recognize who is a fellow in the crowd.

Enter the sewage treatment plant.

At first glance, Lake saw several killers hiding around, and their attention was invariably looking at the dark factory building not far away.

"boom!"

A muffled sound came out.

Lake watched a killer cautiously walk into the killer, and after a muffled sound came out, he threw himself directly onto the ground ten meters within the factory door.

The Heavenly Spirit Cover was opened by a bullet!

Overcome!

Lake laughed in his heart. He had no sympathy for the dead killer. There are more and more newbies entering the killer world these days, and the quality of the killer is getting worse and worse.

and……

Those who want to get a reward here are all killers with relatively poor overall quality. In a word, the top killers who are not short of money and achieve financial freedom will not come here for this small amount of 1.5 million.

As for those who are at the top but have not achieved financial freedom, not so much.

Cross Carlos is at the same level as them, so they know Carlos' strength very well. It is not worth it for 1.5 million, and the bounty of 1.5 million is not enough for top killers to form a group to come and swipe the card. los.

so……

Carlos really persisted all night.

But that's it.

Lake shook his head, raised his footsteps slightly, and walked towards the factory building where there were already three corpses at the door.

at this time.

boom!

A bullet shot from a silenced sniper rifle flew straight from the back of Lake and aimed directly at the back of Lake's head.

"boom!"

"puff!"

Lake backhanded the gun, threw the gun, knocked out the bullet, and withheld it again, directly blasting the young killer squatting on the water tower, smiled coldly and looked around: "If you don't have this ability, don't come to die, it's worth it. ?"

Done.

Lake was too lazy to pay attention to the thoughts of the killer outside and went directly into the factory building.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Lake blasted a bullet with a tricky angle, and the corner of his mouth curved up: "I'm not your funeral, Carlos."

Carlos clutched his stomach, and stood up from behind a blocker in the factory building with a pale face, and smiled: "Always try, are you qualified to take my bounty?"

Lake nodded: "Understood."

If it was him, if he was in Carlos' position, he would not be willing to be taken away by a guy whose strength was not as strong as him. After all, this was the last stubbornness of a strong man.

Standing at the door of the factory building, Lake shot directly behind him without even looking, blasting a thigh that seemed to be ready to come in to see if he could pick up a cheap killer, and then looked at Carlos: "Are you injured?"

Carlos smiled reluctantly: "I met a tough guy."

"Freedom killer or organized killer?"

"organizational."

"Black Caesar?"

"no."

"Arthur?"

"That guy will only create accidents, he won't shoot with me."

"That's right, there aren't many that can be killed. Could it be from the Killer Professional Production Company?"

"right."

Lake wows, and once again blasted an assassin who was not afraid of death: "That's a group of killers who are not afraid of death."

Carlos agreed: "When I killed, I didn't see any fear in his eyes."

Lake seems to be chatting at home: "I heard that the killers of this killer professional production company seem to be exactly the same. I seriously doubt that they are clones."

Carlos said: "If you had cloning technology, would you train these people to be killers?"

Lake shook his head: "No."

Done.

Both Lake and Carlos laughed.

quite a while.

Carlos took a few breaths and opened his right hand that was pressing on his abdomen. Suddenly, the wound was bleeding, and with a snort, Carlos looked straight at Lake, as if to see clearly Lake's heart: "Remember. Keep your promise, Black King."

Lake didn't dodge, and directly met Carlos' eyes: "I will do my promise, as long as he doesn't kill himself, I guarantee his ordinary life."

Carlos nodded, took a picture of a woman from his arms, took a deep look, kissed, and then closed his eyes: "Go ahead."

Lake said, "Okay, walk slowly!"

The voice fell.

boom!

...

PS: Black Caesar - from "Polar Line Killer"!

PS: Arthur - from "The Mechanic"!

PS: Killer Professional Production Company - from "Code 47"!