Chapter 227： : Assassination!

The Boston Police Department is busy!

In one night, 32 mob fights occurred in the jurisdiction, and more than 150 people were arrested, which made the nearby police stations overcrowded.

This drunk was one of them. He just hit someone on the head with a beer bottle. Before he could run away, he was pushed to the ground and dragged back.

Kurt frowned and looked at the snoring **** across the way. He felt like cursing his mother, and folded his hands, huddled in a corner and rested with his eyes closed, but suddenly, he heard a movement, and grabbed his chest with both hands. neck! He suddenly opened his eyes, and saw that nigger, holding a toothbrush in his hand?

puff!

Stab hard towards the left chest!

It went in halfway.

Kurt screamed in pain, sweating all over from fright, terrified, the other party was going to kill him.

After all, he is an elite agent of the FBI. Although he usually relies on his brain for food and does not have the perverted skills of 007, he is still very tough when he uses his hands, especially in this kind of life and death. He still remembers his fighting teacher A word said.

"The quickest way to defeat an opponent is to strike at his weakest point!"

Then...Kurt grabbed the black person's **** and squeezed it hard. The latter screamed and let go of the pain. The former took this opportunity to push the black man away and shouted outside, " Hey! Help! Help!"

There are guards across a door outside the prison room.

But now the person is listening to music with a headset on!

Look at his swaying figure, he's really rock and roll, he's shouting happily inside, and roaring outside.

The **** was sweating profusely from the pain, and there was a fierce look in his eyes.

"Why did you kill me?!" Kurt asked loudly.

But this **** obviously has a strong professionalism, he didn't say anything, just looked at him with his teeth bared, roared, and rushed towards him again, as for the pain in the testicles, bear it!

Even for the $2,000, the job has to be done beautifully.

As for what will happen in the end?

How can there be any time to think about this, or he will be stabbed to death by him.

It's that simple.

But the boss said that if he accepts this order, if he is locked up, he will send 30,000 US dollars to his family! This money will be handed over to his family, which is enough for them to live a good life in the United States for a while.

Thinking of this, the **** showed a hideous expression on his face.

Although Kurt was not directly stabbed to death! Because the toothbrush was specially made and relatively short, this is one of the reasons why it was easy to hide in, but the blood seeped from between his fingers, and the flow of a large amount of blood made him tremble all over. Looking at the other party rushing towards him, he wanted to hide , but the agility of his body couldn't keep up. Before it was too late, he was punched by the opponent and fell to the ground. Then he rode on his body, holding his neck tightly with both hands.

Kurt started rolling his eyes, blushing and thick neck.

Maybe God bless, just at this time, the staff outside stood up, holding the kettle to pour some hot water, when they heard the movement inside, their faces were full of doubts, then they came over, and when they opened the door, they saw two Personally, he seemed to be struggling, but on closer inspection, it was obvious that Kurt was injured. He quickly pulled out his pistol and pointed at the black man, "Stop!"

But the other party obviously didn't listen, so... decisively fired.

boom! bang bang!

Three shots in a row, the first shot hit the back, the second shot hit the shoulder, and the third shot hit the earth.

Kurt was so scared that he almost peed, pushed away the motionless nigger, got up, leaned against the wall, gasped, clutched his wound, and complained, "You almost killed me, idiot!"

"You know, I didn't do it on purpose." The staff member spread his hands, even if the other party scolded him, he didn't hear it. The other party was from the FBI. At this time, the police officer who heard the gunshots outside also rushed in with a weapon. , The scene in front of them made their brains unable to explain themselves, they could only look at Kurt, who was pale, "He's going to kill me, guys, can you call me a doctor?"

Then, his eyes went dark and he fainted, and he heard a panicked sound.

…

FBI agent Coulter is nearly killed!

The news immediately caused an uproar within the Boston Police Department and the FBI.

So people subconsciously thought of Nicholas Tang!

"It must have been done by that Asian guy. Why did something happen to Kurt that night just after he was released? Isn't it too coincidental." An elderly white man wearing glasses said angrily, "This It's a provocation!"

John, who was sitting on top, glanced at him, "Where's the evidence?"

These three short words immediately stopped the clamoring white man, and finally sat down silently.

John put his hands on one side of the table and looked at the only woman in the meeting, "Miss Anna, has the identity of the murderer been found out?"

"Of course, his name is Hiram Hales, Jamaican, and a local gangster in Boston."

"That much?" John asked, frowning.

Anna nodded solemnly, "Yes! This is only what we generally know, but we haven't seen him in the civil system, so there is reason to suspect that this is actually a stowaway."

"It's a coincidence that there were several brawls last night, and he, Hiram Hales was one of them. It can be boldly guessed that this is a plan against Kurt, with the purpose of killing him .”

This group is also a professional, and they grasp the key points in an instant.

"Take control of the leader of Hiram Hales' gang. He must know. I believe that the shadow hiding behind will show his tail." John narrowed his eyes. As the head of the FBI branch in Boston, he also It is also Kurt's immediate boss, the latter is his fierce general, he was treated like this, half his life was almost lost, and now he is still lying in the hospital for emergency treatment, he must be upset!

The FBI has always been the only one who bullies people, when will it be others' turn to bully them?

John pondered for a while, then stretched out his fingers, "Also, protect him, I don't want Kurt to have an accident in the hospital."

"Yes!"

After the meeting ended, John stopped Anna who was about to leave.

"Anything else, sir?"

"I want to ask you, do you have time for dinner?"

The eyes behind Anna's glasses flashed with surprise, she nodded slowly, "Of course."

"Then I'll wait for you." John put one hand in his pocket and said with a smile.

This is such a serious sentence, but Anna thought a lot, she didn't think about it, she was one of the few people who knew that the boss was gay, did he want to eat something else?

The odds are not high.

In the eagle sauce industry, bosses actually have a high proportion of sexual harassment of subordinates.

Women are weak in any industry This is determined by the law of the jungle. Have you ever seen a country where women are leaders? Maybe, but look at her later...

Inevitably, the so-called equality between men and women is doomed to be impossible to realize.

…

"Failed?"

Tang Dao frowned, and sat on the sofa without saying a word, but the more he did this, the more it made his scalp tingle.

"Yes, but I heard that Kurt has entered the hospital and needs to..." The little angel said half of the sentence, but the meaning was very clear. Do you want to continue to kill him?

"There are no idiots in the FBI. Some things can only be done once. Besides, I am a legal businessman." Tang Dao peeled the lychee from the fruit plate. It is reasonable to say that this thing is a special skill as early as December, but if you have money, you can really do whatever you want , just this one lychee is worth more than 8 US dollars, "Send a bouquet of flowers to the hospital in my name, and always hope that Mr. Coulter will recover soon."