The wanton life of a certain beauty

Yes.

Not only did Su Su say that the more beautiful a woman is, the better she is at lying. In fact, his mother in this life also said this to him when he was planning to move out and live alone at the age of 16.

Of course, the words are definitely not the same, but the meanings are quite similar. In short, they are telling Booker not to be obsessed with those beautiful skins that only have a shelf life of a few years.

the next day.

New York Central Park.

As the most famous park in New York, and with the Star Building right next to it, Booker naturally knew where the fountain with the angel statue described in the anonymous letter was.

only……

Booker looked at the woman with big sunglasses and a fiery red skirt who was already sitting on the lounge chair next to the fountain of the angel statue with some surprise.

"That is……"

Booker raised his eyebrows, and then, as he walked over, just to make sure, he threw a shot of "Insight!"

【Ding! 】

[Name: "Fox!"]

[Level: "45"]

[HP: "450/450"]

[Status: "Pseudo-extraordinary"]

[Faction: "Strange"]

[Affiliation: "Brotherhood!"]

It really is……

Firefox!

Gorgeous...and dangerous fox!

Booker walked over, sat directly on the seat next to Firefox, and said with a smile: "You don't mind if I sit here, ma'am."

Firefox, who had just been wearing sunglasses and seemed to be looking at the sky, heard the sound, came to his senses, glanced at Booker, and then looked at the sky again, without any change in his tone: "You are late."

The agreed time was five o'clock this afternoon, but now, it's almost seven o'clock.

Booker smiled and said, "Really? I just think that if you come here at five o'clock, it will be difficult to catch up with the meal. Coming here at this time is just right. Madam, can we have dinner together?"

He didn't want to be late either.

but……

When he returned to the police station in the morning, he was undoubtedly asked about his information by those people. Moreover, in order for the next performance to proceed smoothly, he had to make arrangements.

Firefox looked at Booker expressionlessly.

Booker had a gentlemanly smile on his face: "We are colleagues after all, aren't we?"

Firefox smiled.

Booker laughed too.

next second!

Firefox directly grabbed an envelope lying next to him and threw it to Booker: "Wait until you become my colleague."

Booker took the envelope, pressed it, then glanced at Firefox, smiled, and said while opening the seal of the envelope: "I thought I needed to prepare my own weapons."

The seal of the envelope was opened, and an ordinary but famous TT33 pistol lay quietly inside.

The TT33 pistol is a product of the Soviet Union. It was once called the most reliable partner. It is not only highly lethal, but also has a very stable range.

only……

Booker had never heard of any killer organization providing weapons when recruiting new recruits.

Firefox looked at Booker with a pair of beautiful eyes hidden behind sunglasses, and said with a smile: "Of course, ordinary newcomers can't do this, but you are different."

Booker smiled and said: "Oh, is it because I am ranked fourth?"

The corners of Firefox's mouth raised, and he seemed to be smiling brightly: "So, that's right, but that's not the main thing."

"what is that?"

"I suspect you are an undercover FBI agent."

"..."

Booker raised his eyebrows and looked at Firefox: "Sorry?"

Firefox smiled and did not continue on this topic, but pointed to the envelope containing the TT33 pistol in Booker's hand and said: "You have 24 hours to complete this task and use this weapon. "

Done.

Firefox was about to get up and leave.

but……

Booker directly told Firefox to stop: "Wait a minute."

Firefox, who was just about to get up, stopped and looked at Booker: "Is there anything else?"

Booker thought seriously and nodded: "Do you have time tonight? I know there is a good bar not far from here. Are you interested in having a drink together?"

Firefox opened his mouth, and then looked at Booker: "Maybe what I just said was not very clear. The 24-hour deadline starts from five o'clock when we agreed to meet. You were two hours late, which means you There are only 22 hours left, Mr. Tyrone."

After hearing this, Booker nodded: "I know, so, are you free?"

Firefox couldn't help it anymore: "Mr. Tailong, we are not yet..."

Booker interrupted directly: "Please, it's just one goal. I thought there were more than a dozen goals. How long does it take to complete one goal? You just said, after completing the task, we are colleagues, so that's fine. Isn’t it?”

Firefox frowned.

Booker turned his head and looked around, then turned around and glanced at the Star Building across the street, looked at the floor where he lived, and then looked at Firefox: "Give me an hour... no, half an hour, that's right. , do you need to cut off his head and show it to you?"

This time, Firefox didn't frown or smile, but stared at Booker expressionlessly.

Without him!

Because when Booker said this just now, it gave Firefox a feeling. It seemed that when Booker said whether he needed to cut off his head, it was as if he was saying whether he needed to bring her a cup of coffee.

There is no murderous intent, but it is very cold!

In an instant.

Firefox quickly adjusted, smiled, and then shook his head and said: "No need, we will know if you have finished it, but are you sure you need some time to prepare?"

Booker laughed directly, stood up, stretched, and put the TT33 pistol in the envelope into his arms. He looked at Firefox who was still sitting on the leisure chair with a smile: "What are you getting ready for? I'm getting ready for a date with you." No? No, no, my principle when dealing with beauties is that speed comes first. Wait for me here and I’ll be right back.”

As he spoke, before Firefox could react, Booker had already strode towards the entrance of Central Park.

It's like giving people a feeling of rushing to deal with the things at hand in order not to delay the appointment.

Even Firefox couldn't help but be stunned by such an operation.

quite a while.

After Booker's figure disappeared from sight, Firefox frowned and stood up. While walking towards the other exit, he took out a headset from his arms and put it into his ears: "Has the target been confirmed?"

"confirm."

A young man's voice, which didn't even sound like he was 30 years old, came out: "He passed towards the Star Building... Do you really want to go drinking with him later?"

Firefox paused, then raised his feet again: "I only care about whether the task can be completed. Wesley, can you see the condition of the target house?"

Wesley: "..."