The judge sat in the back seat, motionless.

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

After a while.

"Tuk Tuk"

The judge looked sideways and looked coldly at the person who knocked on the window, and found that this was the person he had seen on the information on the way here.

Zhou Yi.

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

"You know what you did?" The judge got out of the car and asked.

"Yes."

"Do you know what you're going to be up against?"

"Yes."

"Why is that?" The judge's tone was a little surprised, "In the Continental Hotel, there is no record of your mission to protect Ari, and you took the task privately, risking the price of confrontation with the high table?" ”

"It seems that you didn't think of why I did this." Zhou Yi nodded.

"Of course I didn't," the judge shook his head, "Judging from your information, before this, you didn't have the slightest connection with the high table, and 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 smiled and said, "You also know who my surname is, so I will go straight to the point." ”

"I'll spare you a life, let you go back, and tell the [Elders] of the high table something."

"Templars, back."

"Also, whoever breaks the rules—"

Zhou Yi snapped his fingers, and several gunshots rang out within the group.

"That's where the Templars appeared."

Wherever there is transgression, the knights are present!

……

"Just let her go?"

Wick asked, looking at the departing Inquisitor.

"The two armies are fighting, and they don't kill them," Zhou Yi said, "Moreover, this is a remote area, you see that she definitely doesn't have any money, no guns, and she is dressed in a hateful ...... With all due respect, it was enough for her to be uncomfortable to walk to the place. ”

"When has it been, and you still have such careful considerations?" Wick was shocked.

"You can't lose the black belly, although you can't kill it directly, but it's better to torture it and frustrate your spirit, isn't it?" Zhou Yi smiled, "Pretending to be forced in front of me, how can you do it without any real skills?" ”

"Now that you've gotten to this point...... Wick sighed, "are we ready?" ”

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

"Although there is the Continental Hotel in New York, and a group of Assassins-turned-Templars, I think, this is far from enough," Wick said with a serious face, "Zhou Yi, I believe that you will not just rely on this confidence, can you tell me what your real grasp comes from?" ”

"From ......, of course"

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

"Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here, ......"

……

Gilbreth, an ordinary police officer.

The reason why he became a police officer, no one knows, or rather, if he knows, he pretends not to know.

At that time, Gilbreth's family could also be considered middle-class, and his father owned several factories in his name.

Later, because of business competition, there was no way to beat his father's competitors in formal ways, so he chose to find another way and went to the Continental Hotel to reward his father.

What happens after that...... Naturally, there is no need to say more.

Although those competitors have also become subordinate to the high table and have lost their autonomy, for Gilbreth, such results are far from enough.

The father died, his beautiful family was shattered, but the enemy lived well, and the price was only to pay a bounty, and then, become a lackey of the high table.

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

Relying on the killer alone, of course, the high table can't get to the point it is now, and it is impossible to have the status it has now.

It is precisely because of this that the high table has successfully strung together almost all the big forces in the underground world, forming a large net, constantly radiating to the outside world, and now, even among the officials, there are many people who are their vassals!

This is the reason why no official forces have dared to move for so many years, not only because of the threat of death, but also because of the extremely high price!

These things were only known to Gilbreth when he became a police officer and wanted to take revenge, but he was dissuaded by his superiors.

It was precisely because of this that he understood that his original idea of wanting to take revenge by becoming a policeman was so naïve.

But can you just watch?

Then look at it.

Hatred can't be vented, it slowly accumulates, especially after Gilbreth became a police officer and was exposed to more things like this.

He was smart, so he didn't burn everything out like a moth to a fire, because he knew that it was useless, just a fleeting spark in the snow.

He had been waiting, waiting for the opportunity to come, and he believed that he would be able to wait.

And now—

"It's ...... What's the situation? Gilbreth asked, looking at his companion.

"It's ......," the companion's tone was a little hesitant.

In the vast majority of cases, the [vulture] organization collects the corpse.

But this time......

There was no one to collect the body, so it couldn't be left there all the time, and under pressure, the police department still sent a bunch of police officers to solve it, and when he saw this scene, Gilbreth was completely stunned.

Corpses are everywhere, this word, used in the city, is not an exaggeration at this time.

And, most importantly, the fatal wounds of these killers are all at the center of the eyebrows, and they all have a cross!

"This is a new front from the killers of the Continental Hotel?" The companion said, "Hehe, maybe you have done too much bad things, so you want to use the cross to wash away your sins?" ”

"No, there's no need for those guys to do that," Gilbreth shook his head, "and don't you think it's strange that the vultures didn't come to collect the corpses?" ”

"Heh, what's wrong with me, anyway, it's good to die." The companion sneered, "Come, take a hand, let's get to work, the vultures are not working, we have to make a cameo." ”

"That's right." Gilbreth and his companions lifted the body and put it in a large truck specially rented by the police department.

"Hurry up, there's a lot more!" The companion greeted.

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

He always felt that something was wrong.

"Gilbreth!" The companion greeted again.

"It's coming!" Gilbreth turned, took a few steps, turned back and, ignoring the blood, took the cross in his hand, put it in his pocket, and walked toward his companion.

As my companions said, they still have a lot of work to do.