Chapter 1172： Freelance

With Peter's efficient delivery, 19 **** dogs were quickly distributed out ...

Someone who received the "gift" was a little worried, happy that he was actually on the gift list of the principal Alvin, and worried that the terrible appetite of those **** dogs was a challenge for anyone ...

The old judge had a cup of coffee in the restaurant, the two **** dogs have eaten 6 steaks each ...

Watching Sam's diligent preparation to send the seventh steak to the **** dog, the old judge Capster touched his pocket sadly, and looked at Jessica with a smile and said, "I may have brought the money It ’s not enough. Can you give me a discount?

I now find that Alvin's gift does not seem to be as good as imagined ...

I took a few photos a few minutes ago and posted them on my Facebook to show off, but now I think this is Alvin's revenge on me! "

Jessica smiled and refilled the old judge. She glanced at the two greedy **** dogs and said with a smile, "They must be great gifts. Your court lacks the power to deter those mutants.

When they grow up, you will know how generous Alvin is ... "

The old judge laughed and nodded, and said, "Maybe, I hope my bank deposits can support me to raise them."

He said that the old judge glanced at Jessica and said tentatively: "I contacted the iron-handed detective named Mistinette. I didn't expect you to be partners!

Jessica, are you interested in coming to the court for a part-time bailiff position?

If your family is up and willing, I can give you a good salary! "

Jessica looked at the old judge who had begun to do whatever he could, and she despised, "Alvin introduced you to four such powerful guys. Are you still not satisfied?

Is your configuration requirement for the bailiff a bit too high? "

The old judge shook his head a little helplessly, saying, "The blade is still not in Africa. Barbara Moore has to wait for Fox to officially resign before he can work. Brian Mills needs to wait for Miss Pepper Poz to return to hand over himself. work……

I need manpower now ~

I am sitting on the judge's seat every day now and I am worried about which mutant will suddenly go crazy and kill me. "

Jessica squinted and looked at the old and sly judge, she already saw it anyway, this old guy is an old man!

John Witkey, who has been part-time in the court, was ignored by him as soon as he resigned. The day before yesterday, he boasted that John Witkey was rare in the restaurant, as if he alone saved the entire mutant court ...

A glance at Sam who stuffed the eighth steak with the two **** dogs, Jessica thought it was almost the same today. She lowered her head and wrote a few strokes on the bill, and then passed the bill to the old judge, saying: "Chenghui, two sets of dog food, 16 steaks, 800!

Coffee and buns will be given to you. Do you pay by card or cash? "

Just as the old judge wanted to get rid of Jessica, a fat man dragged his sleepy Wesley out of the restaurant and yelled at Jessica, "Jessica, big action, Where is the gas? "

Jessica looked at the fat man and said with a smile, "Kevin Mitnick, how does it feel to be a savior in Eastern Europe?

相比 Compared to your air carrier commander, what can New York do? "

Kevin Mitnick was stunned for a moment, then said with a bitter smile: "I am a commander. Since the end of the war in Sokovia, the aircraft carrier has not fired a shell."

Speaking, Kevin Mitnick said with a little excitement: "A team of mutant robbers fled to Harlem. Kassel invited me to be the on-site logistics command. Are you interested?

变异 A mutant mutant wanted 20,000 yuan, the bonus from Director George ...

The John Freelancer is too greedy. He has caught 2 of them, and the rest are not easy to deal with, so we have a chance ... "

Jessica looked funny at Kevin Mitnick's greedy ghost. In fact, anyone who knew him knew that he was not short of money at all. He even used a supercomputer to access the Internet.

The advertisement on the official website of Hell's Kitchen benefited him so much that he made a lot of money. Now he looks just out of love and excitement ...

摊 Kevin spread his hands to Kevin with an excited face, Jessica said: "I'm out of breath, I'm going to stay and visit the store, you go with Wesley, or you can call your turtle brothers.

Well, I wish you a good harvest! "

Kevin Mitnick nodded a little disappointed and said, "Well, I don't have a sense of security without people from the Peace Hotel, or I'll work here."

Actually, I'm not that exciting person ... "

I said that Kevin Mitnick took out a thick laptop from the backpack behind him, asked for a cup of coffee, and walked to a deck and sat down ...

Wesley took a distressed glance and dragged himself up and then regardless of his own Kevin, he cried a little unpleasantly: "Hey, what should I do? Where are they now?

You little **** don't trust my ability? "

Kevin Mitnick looked at the screen of the laptop and waved his hands like a fly, saying, "I don't need any protection here, you can go back and sleep for a while!"

Wesley was smirked by Kevin's dead chubby fat man. He rubbed his face, asked for a cup of coffee and squeezed it to Kevin's side, and with one arm forced around his neck, laughed and cursed: "I Now it ’s your bodyguard. Your gains must be shared with me, or I will beat you! "

Kevin glanced at the lazy Wesley and said: "If you can earn at least 40,000 yuan today, you seem to be more willing to square the logistics bonus of 5,000 yuan with me ...

Hey man, this is not good!

Do you think Robert would like a lazy you? "

Wesley listened uneasily and glanced back. After finding that Robert was not here, he got a bit annoyed under Kevin's side and said, "Let me and John Witkey grab the dog food money?

If you think I won, will Robert give me a high look? "

Kevin's eyes have been staring at the computer screen. Half of it is the picture fed back by the drone, and the other half is divided into dozens of small grids, showing the real-time pictures from the surveillance camera in New York ...

John Witkey wore a black bullet-proof suit with a shotgun belt hanging on him, walking out of an old-fashioned muscle car with a Bernelli shotgun, and in front of him were several mutants in strange costumes. .

One of the ugly men with purple hair and holes in his eyes looked at this big killer recently. He screamed in horror. A scale-like armor piece grew on his body, and he rushed at John with a saber. Freelance rushed over ...

They all know that they can't use guns, because using a gun will attract the star-killing bullet in the back to fight back, and the shotgun that is faster than the rifle makes them a lot of suffering.

威 John Witkey looked at the "Caveman" who was shocked. He faced Bernelly's barrel with several specially-made beans, which were non-destructive bullets commonly used by police when they exploded.

Even before the "Dongdong Men" rushed in front of him, the non-stop John Freelancer fired 7 rounds of beans at the unlucky ghost.

Although the lethality of the short-range beans is still not enough, it is enough to stop the "Dongdong Men".

The powerful impact caused the "dongdong man" to scream and fall on the ground while screaming, covering his belly.

The fish scales on his body can defend against ordinary bullet attacks, and it should be no problem for beans.

But if someone can continuously focus on the same part, then the unlucky man who shots will scream twice as long as he is not Superman and then go to the hospital for a few days.

John Witkey didn't delay the unlucky man for too long. He pulled a few thick straps from his waist and tied the screaming unlucky man with his hands and feet in a very awkward motion. Then stood up and chased forward while reloading the beans in Bernelli's barrel ...

John Witkey does n’t know how long he has n’t felt now. He has been at the ebb of his life since the death of his wife ’s cancer. He ’s not so much about killing New York for a dog ~ www.novelhall.com ~ I want to prove that I'm alive ...

Now, no one will come to him with a task. No one will tell him this is the "debt" you have to pay ...

John Freelancer seems to have suddenly found his young state, with goals, motivation and passion!

Although he is fighting for the dog food money of two dogs, it may be a shame to say it out, but John Witkey doesn't care. The fighting should not be just killing, even if there is a little meaning in it ...

Watching several strangely dressed mutants rush into a semi-abandoned apartment building in Harlem, John Witkey smiled involuntarily on the side of the apartment door.

He likes the small environment in this apartment too much. Those mutants must have misunderstood themselves with a spear ...

John Witkey listened with a side ear. When he was about to rush in, Kassel drove an unlicensed Hummer to the side of the unlucky "hole man" just now ...

"Clerk" Mr. Kassel, holding a radio pager with Snoopy stickers in his hand, shouted to John Witkey a few dozen meters away: "John, stop!

Our support is coming soon. Those people seem to have some problems. You'd better catch them all ... "

John Witkey glanced back at Kassel who was licking his belly and trying to carry the "hole man" into the car. He annoyedly took out a radio with a flower fairy from his waist and said, "You With my support, I can handle them alone ... "