Chapter 90

The judge sat in the back seat, motionless.

After a few more shots, all the men she brought fell to the ground, and they all hit the eyebrows.

After a while.

"Dududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududu.

Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi made a sign to get out of the car and stepped back.

"Do you know what you've done?" The judge got out of the car and asked.

"I know."

"Do you know what you're going to face?"

"I know."

"Why is that?" The judge's tone was a little surprised, "in the mainland Hotel, there is no record of you taking the task to protect airy. You took the task in private, risking the cost of fighting with the high table?"

"You don't seem to think why I did it." Zhou Yi nodded.

"Of course I didn't," the judge shook his head. "From your information, before that, you didn't have any contact with the high desk. You directly applied to become a killer and completed the assessment task. Everything is normal. I can't find your purpose."

"That only means that your information is incomplete." Zhou Yi said with a smile, "you know my name, so I'll come straight to the point."

"I'll save your life, let you go back and tell the elder at the high table something."

"Templars, back."

"Also, if there is any violation of the rules -"

Zhou Yi snapped his fingers, and there were several shots in the group.

"That's where the Templars appear."

All the places beyond the limit are where Knights come!

……

"Just let her go?"

Wick asked, looking at the judge who was leaving step by step.

"When the two armies are fighting, they don't kill envoys," Zhou Yi said. "Moreover, this is a remote area. You can see that she has no money, no guns, and she's wearing a very high dress With all due respect, going to the right place is enough for her

"When is it that you should be so careful?" Wick was shocked.

"You can't throw it away, though you can't kill it directly, but at least torture it and frustrate it, don't you?" Zhou Yi said with a smile, "if you don't have some real skills, how can you do it?"

"Now that you have reached this point..." Wick sighed. "Are we ready?"

"Don't worry, it will take time for them to act, and by that time, we will have the capital to fight," Zhou Yi said. "It's not a big problem."

"Although there are New York Continental Hotel and a group of Knights Templars transferred from assassins, I don't think that's enough," wicker said solemnly. "Zhou Yi, I believe you don't just rely on this, can you tell me what your real grasp comes from?"

"From..."

As he was talking, suddenly, the phone rang, and when he saw the caller's name, Zhou Yi showed a smile.

"Talk about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here..."

……

Gilbraith, an ordinary policeman.

No one knows why he became a policeman, or pretends not to know what he knows.

At that time, gilbraith's family could also be regarded as middle class, and his father owned several factories.

Later, because of business competition, he couldn't beat his father's competitors in the formal way, so he chose another way and went to the mainland hotel to offer a reward to his father.

After that Naturally, there is no need to say more.

Although those competitors have become the appendages of the high table and lost their autonomy, for gilbraith, this result is far from enough.

When his father died, his beautiful family was broken, but his enemy lived well, at the price of a reward, and then he became a running dog on the high table.

This is one of the reasons why the high table can make so many countries dare not act rashly - offering a reward is not without price. If you want to offer a reward, you must first recognize the status of the high table, and then become the vassal of the high table.

Just relying on the killer alone, the high table certainly can not go to the present situation, and it is impossible to have the present status.

It is because of this that the high table has successfully linked up almost all the big forces in the underground world, forming a big network and radiating to the outside world. Now, even among the officials, there are many people who are their vassals!

This is the reason why there has been no official force at the high table for so many years. It is not only the threat of death, but also the price that is too high to bear!

Gilbraith was dissuaded by his superiors when he became a policeman and wanted revenge.Because of this, he realized that his original idea of revenge by becoming a policeman was so naive.

But can we just watch it?

Then watch.

Hatred can not be vented, it will slowly accumulate, especially after gilbraith became a policeman, exposed to more such things.

He was very smart, so he didn't burn everything like moths to the fire, because he knew that it was useless, just a little spark in the ice and snow.

He has been waiting, waiting for the opportunity to come, he believes that he can wait.

And now -

"this is What's the situation? " Asked gilbraith, looking at his companion.

"This is..." The tone of the companion was also hesitant.

Most of the things caused by killers are collected by vultures.

But this time

No one came to collect the body, and it can't be left there all the time. Under pressure, the police sent a group of police officers to solve the problem. When they saw this scene, gilbraith was completely confused.

Corpses everywhere, this word, used in the city, at this time is no exaggeration.

Moreover, the most important thing is that the fatal wounds of these killers are all in the center of their eyebrows, and there is also a cross!

"This is the new cover of the killer of the mainland hotel?" The companion said, "ha ha, maybe it's because I've done too much wrong, so I want to use the cross to wash away evil?"

"No, those guys don't have to do that," gilbraith shook his head. "And don't you think it's strange that the vultures didn't come to collect the bodies?"

"Oh, no matter what I do, I'll die well anyway." The companion sneered, "come on, give me a hand and start to work. The vulture doesn't work any more. We have to be a guest."

"So it is." Gilbraith and his companions worked together to lift the body and put it in the van specially rented by the police station.

"Hurry up, there are many more!" The companion greets a way.

"Oh, good!" Gilbraith agreed verbally, looking at the cross.

He always felt that something was wrong.

"Gilbraith!" The companion called again.

"Here it is Gilbraith turned, walked out two steps, turned back again, regardless of the blood, took the cross in his hand, put it in his pocket, and walked to his companion.

Just as the companion said, they still have a lot of work to do.