League of Legends

Chapter 27

The assessment task set by the Intercontinental Hotel?

Ha ha.

Let's put it this way, this kind of mission is equivalent to the Assassin Organization asking an assassin who wants to retire to complete an impossible mission.

It belongs to the kind of ten deaths and no life, of course, you can also rely on your own ability to turn him into a near death.

But if you want to become [-]-[-], then you are dreaming.

This is only for the Assassin organizations in the Federation. Assassins outside of the mainland do not need to pass the assessment if they want to form an organization.

After all, the assassin business is not like other industries where you can directly put up a sign and then trade it. Who will believe you in your new generation organization, who will believe you.

What if the task is entrusted to you, and you buy it directly backhandedly?

finally.

Baker thought for a while and reached an agreement with the Red Devils. As long as Brut the Stupid Pig appeared on Wall Street, Baker would send Brut to the West.

Subsequently.

The Red Devils laughed and got up.

Mike frowned and said, "Red Devil, have you forgotten something?"

The Red Devil, who was walking towards the door, was taken aback for a moment, then seemed to think of something, and looked at Mike: "Oh, my friend, didn't you check your mailbox?"

"my mail box?"

"Just now, I have asked Denby to send the information you need to your mailbox."

"..."

"Hahaha."

The Red Devils took the hat hanging over there and put it on, and looked at Baker, whose expression had not changed, and joked: "It's the new century, my friend, I always thought I was the most rigid, but I didn't expect that you are more old-fashioned than me. Still old-fashioned."

Back to his senses, Baker said with a blank expression: "I just don't trust the Internet very much."

The Red Devil shrugged: "Then you should learn to accept it, my friend, see you later."

"See you."

Baker watched the Red Devils open the door and leave, and then the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. The information on the textile factory was all written by hand, and before going to the InterContinental Hotel to find other people to buy and sell materials, they paid with one hand and delivered with the other.

and so……

This is by no means Baker's old-fashioned, but that the Red Devils do not play their cards according to the routine.

10 minute later.

Baker also left the private room, but in a blink of an eye, Barbara, a senior undercover agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. under the pseudonym Perkins, appeared in front of Baker with two glasses of wine, and said with a smile, "Have a drink with me? "

Baker looked to Barbara.

next second.

Baker took the wine handed over from Barbara: "I remember you will stay here for two days."

Barbara: "..."

after an hour.

Room [-].

Baker turned over and took out a cigarette from the dropped pocket beside him. After lighting one, he looked at Barbara who had gotten up and put on her clothes. Thinking about the wildness and fascination just now, he squinted his eyes and said, "You What do you want to ask, Perkins?"

Barbara, who was wearing a sports bra, turned to look at Baker, who was smoking an afterthought.

This is the Intercontinental Hotel.

No one dares to shoot here, the Intercontinental Hotel is equivalent to a peaceful zone, a safe zone where assassins can sleep peacefully.

Baker sighed and said: "If I give you gold coins, this kind of treatment will not be there. This is what you said before, so, tell me, what do you want to ask me this time, I will tell you, and then, we Wealth and sex are clear, don't be happy."

Barbara was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "You are really ruthless."

This guy is very cold.

No wonder he was able to sit back and watch his woman get killed without doing anything.

Barbara thought so, and then said directly: "Wesley Gibbs."

Baker still smiled: "What do you want to know about him?"

Barbara didn't talk nonsense, and asked directly: "Why does Tiber Island want to capture Wesley alive and bring him back to Tiber Island?"

Baker shrugged: "Although the New York Fraternity is not a branch of Tiber Island, it has a historical relationship with Tiber Island. Therefore, it is normal for Tiber Island to be a branch of the New York Fraternity."

Barbara sneered: "Lies are not a deal."

Baker opened his eyes and said nonsense: "If you think so, I think you should change the question. After all, this is what I know. If you don't believe it, I can't help it."

"Then why don't you kill him to avenge your woman."

"...What my woman?"

"fox."

"What's up with her?"

"In the entire assassin circle, who doesn't know that Fox is your hero's woman."

Baker blinked and tilted his head to look at Barbara: "Then you're my woman, aren't you?"

Barbara sneered again and again: "I'm not interested, we're just a cooperative relationship, two or three times a month."

Baker shrugged: "If you want to calculate according to this, then I can tell you that you have more times than foxes."

Barbara remained expressionless: "Do you think I believe it?"

Baker extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand, then got up, turned his head and glanced at the bed, and after confirming that there was no short blond hair left, he said: "We are so familiar, there is no need to go around in circles, you have to ask me why I didn't kill Wesley , I’ll tell you, because if I make a move, Wesley won’t destroy the organization.”

Barbara stared blankly at Baker, who stood straight in front of her with eight-pack abs, no scars and full of masculinity, and frowned, "What?"

Baker watched the expression on Barbara's face and the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

Barbara came back to her senses and thought of a possibility: "You want to leave the textile factory, so you just sit and watch Wesley destroy the textile factory?"

Baker put on his own shirt and nodded: "Almost, and I promised the cross that if he doesn't do anything to the fox, I won't do anything to his son. Man, you have to be honest after all."

Barbara frowned: "But the fox was killed by Wesley, wasn't it?"

Baker sighed: "It wasn't killed by a cross, so even if I hate Wesley, I can't break my promise. Everyone in the assassin circle doesn't know, I'm Hailo Moulton Do you believe in your word?"

Barbara was bewildered.

next second.

Barbara sneered again: "Are you treating me as a fool? Don't say it if you don't want to."

Baker said speechlessly: "So I asked you to change the subject. I told you, if you don't believe me, I am also very distressed. If not, we will go our separate ways in the future, how about it?"

Barbara took a deep breath: "Okay, then what kind of deal you negotiated with the Red Devils before, so you can always talk about it."

Baker narrowed his eyes: "Perkins, you are playing with fire with this question."

Barbara smiled and said, "I asked a question, but you can refuse to answer it."

Baker said nothing.

Barbara didn't make a sound either, she had confidence in herself. Anyway, although Baker was considered to be ruthless, even Barbara had to admit that he was very strong.

Baker would not keep such a sentiment, he would only exchange it on the spot.

a long time.

After getting dressed, Baker stopped at the door and said, "The red devil gave me information about the company. I'll help him kill someone. It's that simple. By the way, from now on, we will live happily together."

Barbara: "..."

　Thanks to the book friend [Zi Ye Hei Mo] for the reward of 100 starting coins

　　

　

(End of this chapter)