In two minutes!
With the sound of wow wow wow, and the helicopter that once again delivered the searchlight, it finally arrived at the scene.
but…
Under the searchlight.
Sheriff George Stacy stood with a frown.
Very lonely.
"George!"
"George!"
The 21st Precinct of the New York Police Department, which is the nearest Sheriff Kate Beckett, arrived at the scene with two subordinates and a heavily armed special service team.
George looked back, "Kate."
Kate walked over, and her eyes fell on the Firefox, who was lying on the ground quietly, with a shot in the chest, a shot in the palm, and a shot in the knee. He couldn't die any longer.
"What about others?"
"Ran."
"what?"
George said to Kate, "Where's the blue pickup?"
Kate shook her head: "The car drove into the river, and the search team has passed."
But hope is unlikely.
fear…
Tonight, the entire New York Police Department is going to be completely overnight.
Kate and George stared at Firefox's corpse and couldn't help but have such an idea in their hearts.
It's been a long time in Manhattan, and there hasn't been such a scene of chasing a shootout in broad daylight. I'm afraid it's not even the New York Police Department. Tonight, I'm afraid the mayor of New York can't sleep with his little lover in his arms.
after awhile.
As most of the police officers entered, George looked somewhere after talking to Kate.
That's where Locke left.
Just now, George did not dare to gamble!
He is a policeman, what's right is right, and what's wrong is wrong, but when Locke took the life of a police officer and threatened him just now, he felt that he couldn't stick to this principle.
even…
George knew very well that when Locke shot the windshield of the nearest helicopter with two shots just now, he was actually telling him something very clear.
Locke could precisely break the glass without even looking at it. Naturally, he could also blast the pilot's head with one shot.
As for why Locke didn't do it.
Very simple.
He is a sin hunter.
but…
"This is lynching!"
George stared at the Firefox corpse, which was covered with a white cloth, ready to be carried back to the bureau for further autopsy, and clenched his fists: "I will definitely catch you, sin hunter!"
Chu Chu Chu!
Walking in a small alley, Locke raised his head, stared at the helicopter passing overhead, and raised his eyebrows.
It seems that George is not so stubborn.
That's what Locke thought in his heart. After he asked George if he dared to gamble, he turned around and left. He was already mentally prepared to send George on his way.
But I didn't think so...
But yes.
If George was really stubborn, he wouldn't have thought that the spider was not bad after thinking that the spider was an abusive lynching executioner.
Not right.
Locke raised an eyebrow.
George should have always thought that the little spider was just a guy who abused lynching to make trouble, but because of his daughter Gwen, he chose to help the little spider because of Gwen, and even thought about sacrificing himself for Gwen, just for the sake of Gwen. Little Spider stayed away from his daughter.
But the little spider is clearly not a guy who keeps his promises.
George sacrificed his life, but he lost the bet, and he was the kind of bankrupt.
What does this matter show.
Gambling dogs can't die!
It's not bad.
I never liked probability!
Locke took out the tracking card from the inventory. This card was also purchased at a discounted price with the "Treasure Refresh Ticket".
If it wasn't for the time crunch, Locke wouldn't use it.
After all, life is not easy, and earning achievement points is even more difficult.
Obviously from the very beginning, Locke made up his mind. Except for the 10% discounted products, he kept all achievement points, and tried to buy a **** position as soon as possible.
but…
After all this time, I still haven't saved a lot of money.
The original price of this "Tracking Card" is 1,000 achievement points, and after a 100% discount, it is 100 achievement points.
Locke has used it once, but the experience is very good.
"It's cheap for you, cross."
"System, use the tracking card!"
"Cross Carlos!"
"Successful use"
Moment.
A picture similar to an online game map appeared in Locke's mind, and in it, a red dot flashed.
This red dot is Cross Carlos, which is where the cross is.
"Yo!"
Locke raised his eyebrows: "In such a short time, I have gone so far away, my dear, teleported, wait, I'm here to find you."
Say it.
Locke's eyes turned to a tattooed man who was driving a car and seemed to be negotiating with someone in a small alley.
The tattooed man looked at Locke, who was walking from an alley not far away, and raised his eyebrows: "What are you looking at..."
The last word, the tattooed man dared not say.
Without him.
A gun was on his forehead.
"get off."
"How do you know..."
"boom!"
A minute later.
An unremarkable blue car drove out of the alley, and the large trash cans in the alley flickered. I don't know how long it will take or when will the two drug dealers be found inside.
"Completion of Punishment Mission: "Achievement Point*200", "Potential Point*200"
"good."
Locke threw a few bags of **** from the co-pilot out of the window: "I almost forgot about pocket money. UU reading "
When he was in Texas, it was not that Locke never thought about earning achievement points by this kind of daily task, but after insisting on it for two days, Locke chose to give up.
Let's put it this way.
Locke has no prerequisites for being a superhero.
He is lazy!
In this world, bad people can never be killed. As long as there are people, there must be all kinds of bad people. Locke is not so hardworking, 24 hours a day, working as hard as a spider to build a web or something.
At this moment.
The cross is located in a safe house in a neighborhood in Brooklyn.
As a qualified killer, and he was once the number one killer of the Brotherhood, there is naturally such a thing as a safe house.
Even if it's the kind of killer who does international business, let's not talk about each city, but the major cities all have their own safe houses.
Locke also has a safe house.
but…
Locke had just arrived in New York, the safe house in Texas was put there to eat ashes, and the safe house in New York was still being searched.
Not Wesley.
After all, Wesley was just a tool man trained to deal with the cross. He didn't even know what "100 things a killer needs to know", let alone a safe house.
"Snapped!"
The cross pressed his hands with exposed blue veins and roared at Wesley, "I'm your father!"
Wesley, who was tied to the chair, spit directly: "Bah, you are the Wushuang and the gang."
The cross took a deep breath.
at this time.
The doorbell rings!
Ding dong!
"Check the water meter!"
"…"