The wanton life of a certain beauty

It is a pity.

There will be no response to the life-saving efforts of pesticides.

It's not that Sloan didn't want to save, but after the insecticide struggled to say "help", the look in his pupils disappeared at the speed of light, and with a pop, he completely lay on the floor and turned into a corpse.

"All right."

Booker withdrew his gaze from the insecticide and fell on Sloan next to him. He jumped off the Destiny Loom and walked towards Sloan with a smile: "There are only two of us left now, Mr. Sloan."

"Vivian and I have been old friends for many years."

"Hahaha!"

When Booker heard Sloan's words, he immediately stopped him and made him laugh out loud: "When you asked Firefox to kill me, why didn't you think that you and Vivian have been together for many years?" Where are your old friends?”

"I'm not trying to kill you."

"Oh."

Booker walked up to Sloan, put the muzzle of the silver M1911 directly against Sloan's chin with a smile, and said with a smile: "Then I really want to hear who wants to kill me. Come on. Listen."

Sloan was very calm. He seemed not to care about the pistol in his chin at all, and looked at Booker calmly.

"destiny!"

"Ok?"

"Your name appears on God's wanted notice. It is God who wants to kill you, not me. I am only responsible for translating and sending people to execute God's wanted notice."

"You fucking made me laugh."

"That's not a lie, that's the truth."

Sloan looked at Booker with a serious look on his face, as if everything was really as he said: "I also told the cross at the time, but he couldn't accept it and betrayed his faith. I originally wanted to and you……"

The voice did not fall.

With a snap.

Several rags fell directly onto Sloan's face.

After Sloan came back to his senses, he looked at the few rags that fell on the floor, and his expression suddenly changed.

Booker admired the expression on Sloan's face with great interest and sneered: "You are familiar with this thing, after all, it was taken out of your safe."

Sloan raised his head and looked at Booker.

"It's you?"

"Yes."

Booker didn't mind at all that Sloan knew about this. He turned around and walked to the textile machine. Then, he turned to look at Sloan, whose expression had become extremely ugly, and pointed at the textile factory: "You said, this is this thing. Want to kill me?"

Sloan took a deep breath and pretended to be calm: "Your name does come from this..."

The words have not yet fallen!

boom!

boom!

boom!

boom!

The M1911 in Booker's hand fired continuously. In an instant, he fired several shots directly at several key parts of the ancient textile machine.

Stop the gunfire!

Sloan was stunned.

next second.

An unacceptable squeaking sound suddenly sounded, followed by a rumbling sound. This ancient textile machine, which was said to deliver God's wanted order, instantly collapsed and crashed to the floor, turning into a A heap of broken copper and iron.

"Bah, bah, bah."

Booker waved his hand to disperse the flying dust, patted the corner of his clothes, walked back to Sloan, and chuckled: "I'm sorry, I told Firefox, and I can also tell you that compared to God , I trust Mephisto more."

Sloan looked at the collapsed textile machine in disbelief.

Even when his faith collapsed, he never questioned the authenticity of the Destiny Loom. Even if the Destiny Loom wanted to kill him, he still never thought about dismantling the Destiny Loom. Instead, he continued to In the following days, this destiny loom was maintained and maintained regularly and at fixed points.

And now?

Sloan looked at the parts that fell out of the destiny loom and rolled on the floor, making jingling sounds from time to time. Suddenly, he realized something.

The Destiny Textile Machine is completely an industrialized product.

Since it is linked to machinery, why is it related to theology?

Sloan's eyes flickered.

Booker had no time to pay attention to Sloan's emotional changes. He once again pressed Sloan's chin with an M1911 and narrowed his eyes: "Now, the arrears of wages can be settled. What do you think, Mr. Sloan?" ?”

Killed Sloane with one shot?

Ah.

Stop making trouble, it is refreshing to do this, but in fact, it is really a big loss.

No more money?

Don’t you want game currency that can be used to purchase materials, upgrade skills, and buy skins?

A moment of happiness and a lifetime of happiness.

Booker has always been clear about what he wants, and because of this, no matter how much the evil mage Vega tries to tempt him, he always sticks to his principles.

These days, being a villain has no future.

At the very least, there is no future for the first-generation Avengers. If you want to be a villain, at the very least, you have to wait until the end of Iron Man and Captain America, right?

As for the successors of the Avengers?

Ah!

Haha!

Booker wanted to laugh.

If in the future, the mantle of Captain America is really passed on to a person with dark skin, then there is really no need for the Federation to exist, because the free and pure white lighthouse has been completely tainted by black matter!

in the room.

Booker pointed a gun at Sloan, pulled Sloan back to the computer desk, and ordered Sloan to open his overseas account in front of him.

then……

Booker frowned.

"So much?"

Booker looked at the balance in Sloan's overseas bank account, raised his eyebrows, looked at Sloan, and squinted his eyes: "You don't have other accounts, do you?"

The balance on the account cannot be said to be small, but this is somewhat different from what Booker predicted. In Booker's view, no matter how poor Sloan is, he must have at least 500 million in liquidity on his account.

But what did he see?

On the books, there is only a balance of less than 100 million.

Liar?

Sloan said quickly: "That's all. The cross caused chaos and caused us heavy losses. Otherwise, I wouldn't have thought of deducting your money."

Booker sneered: "So, you admit that the wanted order is a fake?"

Sloan said nothing.

Booker didn't bother to talk to Sloan about this. He wanted to finish the matter early and end it early. He directly pushed Sloan's head with the muzzle of his gun and signaled: "Leave it all to me and I will spare your life."

Sloan looked up and looked at Booker.

Booker looked serious: "If you don't believe it, I swear to God!"

Yan is sincere.

but……

Booker seems to have forgotten one thing, that is, just now, regarding the front-foot effort, Booker just told Sloan that he does not believe in God, but he believes in the hell lord Mephisto.

but……

Sloan seemed to have forgotten about this matter. After receiving Booker's assurance, he started to transfer money directly.

soon.

The balance on the account, totaling less than $98, was all transferred to Booker's overseas bank account through Sloan's operation.

Sloan took a deep breath and looked at Booker: "Okay."

Booker smiled, grabbed the M1911 on the side again, and smiled at Sloan: "Sorry, I lied to you..."

at this time.

bang!

A bullet pierced the sky.

……