Chapter 152

The action of the blogger was unexpected by Lyon, but it was reasonable.

Like Mrs. Gao, the longer a blogger lives, the more he fears death.

Kneeling down to beg for mercy may look very cowardly.

However, having lived for hundreds of years and experienced many bloggers, I know a truth very well, that is: if you keep green mountains, you are not afraid of no firewood!

As long as you live, everything else can be abandoned!

Slightly stunned, Lyon couldn't help looking up and down. The blogger kneeling on his knees immediately fell into meditation.

He has an immature plan.

And this plan needs a living hand and leader.

Now that Murakami is dead, the blogger in front of him has become his last and only choice.

With this in mind, Lyon made a decision immediately.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you."

Uh?!

Just when the blogger guessed in his heart why Lyon let him go so easily, Lyon directly gave the answer:

"Because..."

"I need you to go back and take a message to other hands and leaders."

While talking, Leon paced to the blogger, patted him on the shoulder with his hand, and stared at him with blue eyes.

And in a serious tone, he said in a deep voice:

"If tonight's event happens again, the organization of hand and meeting will no longer exist!"

"And you guys, I don't mind cleaning up the portal for Kunlun!"

"I did what I said!"

The meaning of Lyon's words is obviously full of strong threats, so that the bloggers kneeling on the ground can only listen obediently.

The meat is on the chopping board, how can you not bow your head

"If you understand, get out of here!"

Then Lyon waved his hand as if to drive away annoying flies.

The permitted blogger quickly got up from the ground, turned and ran out of the warehouse.

He doesn't want to stay in the same space for another second with this ruthless man!

However, just when the blogger was glad that he had escaped, he didn't know that Leon behind him was staring at his far back and showing an inexplicable smile

。。。

A moment later, several police cars with "NYPD" printed on the body, whistling sirens, suddenly stopped at the door of the warehouse.

Looking at the New York police who pulled out the pistol from his waist and walked into the warehouse like a great enemy, Lyon, hiding in the dark, turned away without any nostalgia

When the police entering the warehouse saw the tragedy in the warehouse, they immediately took the walkie talkie on their shoulder and asked the branch headquarters for support.

Soon, the whole warehouse was blocked.

All kinds of forensics personnel and forensic doctors have occupied the whole warehouse.

However, the results of the survey do not have much useful information.

There are no surveillance cameras around warehouse, so it is impossible to find out who goes in and out of the warehouse; The warehouse was full of speechless bodies, and there were no surviving witnesses.

In addition to knowing that the seven black ninjas were shot by the same type of bullet, the scattered pieces of dead meat and a red Ninja with a broken neck can't dialectically explain the modus operandi of the crime.

Fragmentary clues turned the murder of nine people into a pending case.

For such a big case, the police chief of Brooklyn division did not dare to suppress it and could only report to his superiors.

Soon, the news reached the New York police chief, George Stacy

Meanwhile, Leon drove away from the scene and returned to his apartment.

Pushing open the broken door, Leon's eyes lit up as soon as he entered the apartment.

The whole apartment seems to have been completely renovated!

Corpses, blood stains, bloody smell and so on, once filled with the traces of the whole apartment, all disappeared.

Even a small piece of coffee stain on the sofa was wiped clean by the "cleaners".

Seeing such a scene, Lyon also had to praise in a low voice: "how efficient..."

Then Colson came out of the restaurant, looked at Lyon and said, "are you back?"

"Yes."

While talking, he didn't forget to look at Leon up and down, as if he was concerned about whether he was hurt.

Although the clothes were a little dirty and stuck with a little sawdust, it didn't seem to be a big problem.

At least there's no lack of arms or legs

Colson, who was secretly relieved, continued: "I ordered a pizza. I think you're almost hungry after the activity..."

A surprise flashed in Lyon's eyes. "Joe's pizza?!"

Seeing the expression on Leon's face, Colson also smiled, "of course! The best pizza in New York."

When he came to the restaurant, Lyon saw the pizza on the table.

"Wow! My favorite spicy sausage with bacon and cheese!"

As soon as he sat down, Lyon was bombarded by Colson's questions before he could put the pizza in his mouth:

"Why did these ninjas assassinate you? Where did you go just now?"

As Lyon's only elder, Colson felt it his duty to ask about these things.

Especially when these things are related to his nephew's life, he can't just let it go.

In the face of Lao Ke's blind worry, Lyon looked like a big bag. He patted his chest and promised: "don't worry, I can handle it. Everything is under control."

There is a lot of empty talk, but there is nothing substantive.

Looking at his mysterious nephew, Colson felt more and more that he had changed a lot.

However, whether this change is good or bad remains to be verified

After eating the pizza and sending away Colson, who was slightly worried, Lyon immediately returned to his bedroom, opened the equipment warehouse and took out a satellite detector.

"Now let's see if you can lead me to meet some other big fish..."

Whispering, Leon activated his satellite probe.

It was his intention to release the blogger.

The purpose is to find other hand and guild leaders through the disciples, and then annihilate them in one fell swoop!

Leon is actually a very simple man.

He who is good to him will be double good to each other; If you treat him badly, he will redouble it!

If someone hadn't tipped off, Lyon might have suffered a dark loss.

In order to get rid of that evil spirit and complete the task, he felt that killing everything was the best way to solve all problems!

Therefore, before releasing the blogger, Lyon inadvertently placed a micro tracker on his shoulder!

Because of this plan, it is similar to the plan just released the letter and caught two "big fish" of Murakami and Bo Tu.

Therefore, Lyon also called this plan:

"The second shot of the fishing plan!"