Origin of all things Arkham

Chapter 352 Don’t mention that person’s name
Linn obviously didn't expect that this kind of "routine operation" that seemed to him to be completely reasonable and reasonable, like a daily routine, would bring such a huge shock to Kara.

Looking back at the little look Kara looked at him, Linn wasn't sure whether it represented some kind of "admiration" or adoration. In fact, Linn didn't even understand how Kara came to know him. He concluded that he is the king of the underworld.

"What are you doing? Don't accuse good people casually. I, Lin En, have never spent a day in the club since my debut. I have always been a good citizen and I pay taxes every year!
I...I am sworn in with gambling and drugs! "

"Hey~~~!"

Kara curled her lips and shrank her neck in disbelief.

If you are a good person, then am I not a saint!
……

Linn obviously couldn't figure out the reason, so naturally, Kara turned her attention to the only person left in the room.

Agent.

"Hey, I want to ask you something."

"Please speak."

The agent didn't know who Carla was, but this didn't prevent him from dealing with this little girl who seemed to be underage with the utmost politeness.

What's going on? This is the person who came all the way with Lin En. Be careful!
Can there be ordinary people who can mix with Lynn, can there be! ! !
"That's right, I want to know...why you are so afraid of him."

Carla pointed back at Linn, who was lying on the bar and trying his best to steal the wine bottles on the counter, without any strong demeanor. She felt confused.

"I'm not looking down on you guys or something, but... just, you know what I mean."

In front of outsiders, Kara couldn't say anything: it was just about Lynn's psychosis, so what he said was not clear.

But the agent understood what she meant.

Nodding politely, the agent replied: "I can probably understand what you want to say, but you may have forgotten an objective fact."

"what?"

"We are not friends of Mr. Lynn."

"Ok?"

"Haha, that is to say, I don't know what Mr. Lin En is like in your eyes, but it is definitely different from Mr. Lin En in the eyes of people like us.

To you, he may just be an elder or friend with great power. What is his reputation and what he has done? Generally speaking, those things have nothing to do with you and will not fall on you.

But for us, after meeting Mr. Linn, there is a high probability that those things we fear will become established facts.

As for why we are so scared...well...let's put it this way. "

The agent took a deep breath and looked at Kara seriously: "I violated 1000's rules today because of Mr. Lin's order and killed my companions. Logically speaking, I am already a traitor to 1000 and will be hunted to death. .

but!As long as I go back and tell them that I met Mr. Lynn and that Mr. Lynn asked me to do this, I'll be fine. "

Kara didn't understand even more: "Huh? Why!"

"It's simple, because those people don't want to die, and they don't want Mr. Lin to find them."

Kara continued to ask: "Then, won't someone lie? It's easy to fake just one sentence! Won't this cause some trouble to continue to happen?"

"of course not."

"And why is that!"

"because……"

Having said this, the agent looked at Lynn, who was reaching for the last bottle of wine on the counter, and said in a daze: "Because if, as you said, he used Mr. Lynn's name to do what he did, he I will really come to you.

Back then, it was like today. "

Opening his arms, the agent's eyes were blank, and his voice was full of unwilling despair: "There is nowhere to escape, there is no way to escape, and you are destined to die.

You see, that's what it's all about. "

Looking at the agent who had accepted his fate and had no idea of ​​struggle at all, Kara nodded stupidly, then looked down at the thug who really didn't dare to resist until death, turned around, and took a look Lynn over there.

"I seem to understand."

How terrible Lynn is, only those who are Lynn's opponents and enemies have the most right to speak.

……

"Hey, are you two finished?"

Obviously there is a space bag for it, but still pursues performance art, stuffing the clothes in his arms with wine bottles, and Lin En, who made clinking noises while walking, staggered over.

"Come here, let me ask you a few questions."

Pointing to the box behind Kara, Linn asked the agent: "This thing looks familiar to you, right? You should be considered a high-ranking person in the 1000 organization. Tell me, have you got one of these things?" "

The agent thought for a while, and quickly replied: "I'm not sure if there is such a thing, because I am basically a senior thug.

However, in the past two days, I did hear that something valuable was obtained within the organization. It was because of this that those of us with code names were urgently recalled to the metropolis from being scattered around the country. "

Nodding, Linn continued to ask: "How many people are there like you?"

"There are currently ten in the metropolis...and there are still nine."

Glancing at the thug lying on the ground, Linn didn't say that this guy was weak. He could become a high-level thug of an organization like 1000 with business all over the world. Linn believed in their basic level and did agree with them. With his strength, even if he is not a thug in a large organization, at this level, he can still make a name for himself as a villain.

At least in Gotham, he can probably do well.

"Then, you don't know whose hands this thing is, who do you think knows."

The agent slowly shook his head: "I'm not sure, but..."

He pursed his lips, as if he had made some important decision, and raised his head and said, "I can take you to the metropolitan headquarters, or I can call the remaining eight people here in the name of killing the thugs. They are all in the metropolis now."

"Wow……"

Lynn patted him on the shoulder in surprise: "You worked really hard to survive."

The agent could only smile bitterly in return.

To be able to live well, of course I don't want to die.At least, don't want to die like a mob.

"What else is there to say? Make a phone call."

"Good. But, Mr. Lynn, there are many witnesses here. You see..."

"Ah. This is simple, you don't need to do anything."

"Thank you, Mr. Lynn!"

The agent thanked Lin En from the bottom of his heart for preventing him from facing the eyes of his companions, and for preventing him from killing his companions with his own hands and silencing them.

Then Linn brought him back to reality with one sentence.

"Your level is limited, it's too slow for you to start, what if you let two of you go, let me do it."

As he spoke, Lin En stretched out his hand to the wooden beam on the side. The moment Lin En put his hand on it, the wood that had been dead for many years came back to life in an instant, curling up with its re-sprouting body and stabbing like a swimming dragon. The wine cabinet was already empty. There was a person stuck behind the cabinet. He picked it out and threw it on the ground.

"Let's start with the bartender."

As he spoke, Lin opened his arms and walked towards the door with his fingers continuously tracing the wooden boards.

At this time, the tavern was already filled with a cheerful and natural elegance.However, listening to the sounds outside, those wails and screams don't seem very fresh and natural.

Dodging a free-running tree man, the agents fought with each other and showed a difficult smile to Kara: "Look, this is what I was talking about..."

"I know."

Kara nodded: "I really understand this time."

On the floor of the door, there was dark red blood flowing in from the outside. When all the sounds disappeared, Linn opened the door and leaned half of his body into the door: "It's done, no one ran away. Let's go. Let’s go to the headquarters.”

In the room, the agent and Kara bowed their heads, closed their eyes, and walked out of the door.

..............................

Metropolis, [1000] is in the headquarters here.

In the spacious and bright conference room, a long wooden table is placed parallel to the large floor-to-ceiling windows. In addition to a chair at the front, there are five chairs facing each other on the left and right sides of the long table.

But now, there is only one person sitting on the second chair on the left.

Agent.

Covering his mouth, the agent wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.

He has been sitting here for half an hour, and he still feels a little nauseous, and he still thinks about it from time to time.

Although he had closed his eyes when he went out, the feeling of glue under his feet and the smell of blood in his nose still prevented him from completely expelling the fear from his mind.

Three hours ago, those people were still his subordinates and official members of the arrogant 1000 organization, but now, they are just nourishment.

Food for trees.

"vomit……!"

With a bang, the door of the conference room was pushed open.

A blond young man wearing a large T-shirt, a baseball cap and protective gear walked in and sat directly on the last chair on the right.

"Wow, isn't this Brother Agent? You don't look very good. You look like you are about to die! Hahahaha!"

Playing with a baseball in his hand, the young man turned his attention to the third chair next to the agent.

"Where's the thug? Haven't you been cooperating recently? Did he die before you did? Hahaha!"

"Correct."

The agent put down his hand, revealing his bloodshot eyes and pale, chapped lips: "The thug is dead."

The blond young man was stunned for a moment, then stood up from the table. Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by another voice behind him.

"Agent, you know what you're talking about, right?"

The person who came was an adult male with a height of nearly 1.9 meters, with messy hair and sharp eyes.

"Of course I know what I'm talking about, and that's one of the reasons I called you here.

in addition……"

The agent pointed to the chair at the head: "I have already informed the boss."

"Ah That's good."

After a simple reply, the visitor walked straight past the blond young man and sat on the first seat on the right.

And with the arrival of this person, the two people who arrived first, who had been shouting at each other just now and didn't seem to have a good relationship, stopped talking and waited quietly for the rest of the people to come in.

Since everyone was in the metropolis, the waiting time was not long, and only nine of the 11 chairs at the long table were filled.

The only ones left are the one with the dead thug and the one with the boss at the head.

And these nine people here are also the leaders of the ten highest-ranking departments in [1000 Organization].

They are: Agents, Hunters, Amazons, Explosives, Twisted Minds, Space Raiders, Thieves, Sea Wolves, Athletes, and Dead Thugs.

Over the years, a small organization named [10] with only ten people at the beginning has developed into an underground force that unifies the entire metropolis today, and even a super-large organization [1000] with branches in other cities. These ten people have established Great contribution.

They are divided into different categories, and each has an area and business that they are responsible for. They have made the entire 1000 organization prosperous, and now, one of their seats is vacant.

The thugs who were responsible for the direct confrontation with other gang organizations died.

So at this time, everyone's attention was not on mourning the death of the thugs, but on the large vacancy of power.

Of course, the cause of death of the thugs must be made clear. If we can also pull down the agents who were already weak and had to ally with the thugs, wouldn't that be another piece of cake~
So, when the nine people sat down, without any discussion, the other eight people except the agent focused their firepower on the agent.

"Brother Agent, you said that the thug died. I don't seem to understand. How could he die after going out on a mission with you?"

"Oh, that's interesting. According to what you said, Agent, you went with a bunch of people, but the thugs died, everyone died, and you were the only one who survived without any injuries. Why didn't I know? , since when have you become so resourceful?"

"Hahaha, Sea Wolf, what you said is so stupid. If the agent had no means, wouldn't he be the one who died? Then the ones who are alive now may be thugs."

"That's right. It turns out that the agents are specially designed to catch people like us. They are so powerful at dealing with you and me, thugs."

"Shut up! Agent, you said you didn't see clearly how the thug died. Then you should know where he died, what he was killed by, and how you survived."

In addition to the boss at the head, among the ten people, the hunter with the super power of Distorted Mind and the hunter who is responsible for assassination has the highest status. Under the premise that the distorted mind has not expressed his position, the hunter's words successfully suppressed the others. Everyone in the conference room fell silent, and at the same time, everyone's eyes were focused on the agent.

"The thug was killed by his own gun. He died in our own bar in District B. As for how I survived...

I didn't do anything, I just stood there waiting to die, but I did survive. "

"You bullshit!"

The player holding the baseball almost threw the baseball over. He was responsible for developing the youth market and recruiting new people. He had a problem with the agent who was really an agent before. Now that he heard what he said, he was the first to jump out and object.

"How could anyone do such a thing! How could anyone kill dozens of people and then leave one person alone! Unless he knows you, unless that person is simply made up by you!
You were the one who killed the thugs! "

The athlete's words made other people present want to add fuel to the fire and just kill Agent 8. But at this moment, besides the hunter, another person sitting in the first place on both sides also spoke. up.

"That's not necessarily true~"

The twisted mind with hair like waterweed crossed his hands, propped his head, and seemed to be muttering to himself: "There is a person, a person who I really want to beat him and want to kill him, and he will do such a thing. "

As he spoke, he stretched out his head, pressed his whole body on the table, looked at everyone, and showed a sick smile: "Lynn. Have you heard of it. Linn Adrian.

That's the kind of person he is!He will do such a thing!It's Lynn, right, ah, right, right! "

With twisted thinking, he grabbed the agent's clothes as if he was ill and kept asking. When the agent was worried about how to break free, the door of the conference room was opened again, and a mountain-like figure entered the meeting along with the sound. indoor.

"Who is mentioning that name again? Don't talk about him. It's unlucky."

"boss!"

Everyone bowed their heads respectfully and said hello.

Because the person coming is the leader of the metropolitan branch of the [1000] organization, and it is very likely that he will be the real leader of the entire 1000 organization in the future.

Tobias Wheel.

Nickname: White Whale.

(End of this chapter)