The legendary life of a manga

Chapter 23

the next day.

Lake woke up refreshed.

Today is another day full of energy.

When Lake thought that he could earn 150 million in the account today, he felt very happy. Even when he was eating breakfast, there was a deep smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Stop laughing."

"..."

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

As Lake expected.

New York last night was very noisy late at night. When I got up early in the morning, according to incomplete statistics, there were more than 20 calls to the police last night, and the frequency was abnormally high.

Manhattan.

Brooklyn.

The Queen.

Some people even called the police on Long Island, saying that it was a gun battle, but they were a little curious. When the patrolmen arrived, there were bloodstains on the ground but no corpses.

There were even reports where there was no blood at all.

It's weird.

No one in the New York Police Department could explain exactly what was going on, but all police officers were still required to report to the headquarters as soon as possible, and Morin needed to go there as soon as possible.

Lake doesn't need it.

He is on vacation.

Work injury leave, there is a whole week of rest time, after all, a police detective, the right hand holding the gun is hanging up, it is basically the same as a long-distance runner without a leg.

Lake said to Mo Lin, "It's okay, a housekeeper will come over later."

Seeing this, Mo Lin said: "Then I'll go first, you stay at home and be good, remember, you are injured, it's the wounded."

Lake nodded.

stay at home?
How is it possible, how can I get my 150 million while staying at home? After a night of high-intensity gun battles, Lake felt that Carlos was almost at the end of his life.

If this delays the time and leads to being supplemented by other colleagues, Lake doesn't know who to cry to.

and so……

Lake went downstairs 10 minutes after his girlfriend Maureen went out. When he went downstairs, he told his downstairs neighbor Kassel, who recently couldn't figure out the plot of the new book and wrote his hero to death, to let him Help to go up and open the door when the housekeeping attendant comes.

Out of the Star Building.

corner.

Lake, who took off the gold-rimmed glasses as a regular prop, walked to the side of the road and waved for a taxi. After getting in the car, he reported the address agreed by Carlos to the driver.

Hell Gate Bridge.

NO.20 block.

Lake got off the taxi, and his eyes fell on the direction of the sewage treatment plant that was about a kilometer away, close to the bank of the East River but had been bankrupt for a while.

That's the address agreed upon by Carlos and Lake.

100 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, the thought disappeared.

There are many killers here.

As for how Lake recognized it, it can only be said that it is a kind of professional intuition, just like a smoker, it is reasonable to be able to clearly recognize who is like-minded in the crowd.

Enter the sewage treatment plant.

Lake saw several killers hiding around at first glance, and they all focused on the dark factory building not far away.

"boom!"

A muffled sound came out.

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

The sky spirit cover was opened by a bullet!

Overcome!

Lake chuckled in his heart, he didn't have any sympathy for the dead killers, more and more novices joined the killer world these days, and the quality of killers was getting worse and worse.

and……

The ones here who want to get rewards are all killers with relatively poor overall quality. In a word, the top killers who have achieved financial freedom without lack of money will not come here for the small money of 150 million.

As for those who are at the top but have not achieved financial freedom, it will be even worse.

Carlos Cross is at the same level as them, so they know Carlos' strength very well, it's not worth it for 150 million, and the bounty of 150 million is not enough for top killers to form a group to swipe Carlos.

and so……

Carlos really held on 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 fired from the silenced sniper rifle flew straight from behind Lake, aiming at the back of Lake's head.

"boom!"

"puff!"

Lake backhanded the gun, flicked the gun, knocked out the bullet, and then buckled it again, directly blasting the young killer squatting on the water tower. He smiled coldly and looked around: "If you don't have the skills, don't come here to die. It's worth it!" ?"

Done.

Lake didn't bother to pay attention to the thoughts of the killer outside, and went directly into the workshop.

"boom!"

"boom!"

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

Carlos clutched his abdomen, stood up from behind a barrier in the factory with a pale face, and smiled: "You have to try, are you qualified to take away my bounty?"

Lake nodded: "Understood."

If it were him, if he was in Carlos' position, he would not be willing to be killed by a guy who is not as strong as him. After all, this is the last stubbornness of a strong man.

Lake stood at the door of the factory building, without even looking, he fired a shot directly behind him, blasting a thigh that seemed to be about 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 more difficult guy."

"Freedom killer or organization killer?"

"organizational."

"Black Caesar?"

"No."

"Arthur?"

"That guy can only create accidents, he won't fight me."

"That's true. There aren't many people who can be killed. Could it be from the killer professional production company?"

"Correct."

Lake let out a wow, and once again blasted an assassin who was not afraid of death: "That is a group of assassins who are not afraid of death."

Carlos seconded: "When I killed him, I didn't see any expression of fear in his eyes."

Lake seemed to be chatting about family matters: "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.

Lake and Carlos both burst out laughing.

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 bang, Carlos looked straight at Lake, as if he wanted to see clearly Lake's heart: "Remember Keep your promise, Black King."

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

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

Lake said: "Okay, go slowly!"

The voice fell.

boom!
……

PS: Black Caesar - from "Extreme Line Killer"!
PS: Arthur - from "The Mechanic"!
PS: Hitman Pro Production Company - from "Code 47"!
(End of this chapter)