Obviously.

Baker has wronged Abstergo, and Tiber Island has wronged Abstergo, and even Aegis has wronged Abstergo.

Where is the tireless unification of the world, it is clear that they have been working tirelessly for the progress of the world's science and technology.

What kind of spirit is this.

Sacrificing the ego and completing the ego, selfless and fearless.

…… Fart!

It's clearly because there is the No. 4 Apple of Eden that can be exchanged for technology beyond technology, because of the choice, so I try to want a technology that is not so difficult, and it is best to exchange it to be able to directly dominate the world.

To put it bluntly.

Abstergo is completely one of those who has empty ambition and no perseverance, only talking about hard work, but in action he is fishing for three days and drying nets for two days.

It should be Hydra who is really wronged.

Because compared to Abstergo, Hydra is the model that has been working hard and persisting to unify the world.

It's just that......

Sometimes, it's not just hard work, and a group of fools can't compare to a smart person no matter how hard they try.

The so-called three stinkers are nothing more than a group of fools' self-consoling words.

Baker thought to himself.

I clicked on my desktop.

Baker was considering whether or not to hand over this information to S.H.I.E.L.D., and with this information, there would be evidence that Abstergo intended to rule the world.

But......

Can't give.

Although the Aegis is occupied by the snake shield, it is undeniable that the Aegis still has an IQ and cannot overturn a boatload of people with a rod.

For example, a certain distillery, except for gin, are all traitors, traitors, and two or five boys, but can you say that gin's IQ is not good?

If the general environment is not good, neither can individual efforts.

Like recently.

Two months ago, Abstergo's market value was cut in half by one-third after the accidental plane crash of Abstergo President Alan Rikkin, and then, because of the wind brought by the wings of this little butterfly, a financial crisis was coming.

So.

How can Baker have the leisure to take care of the affairs of S.H.I.E.L.D., these days, Baker has been busy recovering the funds he put outside in his pocket.

The financial crisis is indeed a crisis for ordinary people, but for the rich, there is no doubt that it is a harvest feast.

Tony Stark doesn't have too much money.

Baker, of course, certainly won't.

Half a month later.

When the time came to November of '04, Baker's funds were all withdrawn from the financial markets on Wall Street.

Worth.

138.5 million, this is only on the surface, belonging to the kind of completely innocent.

In overseas banks, Baker still has nearly 80 million or so funds.

Originally, there were more than 100 million overseas banks, didn't they go to the Wall Street market and wash it?

Then add to that the market capitalization of Celestial Investments, which Baker founded.

Wow.

Baker calculated carefully, his current net worth can be regarded as having completed five small goals, and it is still the kind of American knife.

Pity......

No one was around to celebrate Baker.

Baker sighed, thinking about Jasmine, who thought that he would finally have a chance to get off the list, but who knew that like Jane Fox and Barbara, they all belonged to the kind of empty flower phantom moon.

Are you cursed?

It doesn't make sense.

Baker thought like this, he wanted money and money, he wanted to be handsome and handsome, and Baker asked himself that he had not killed an innocent person by mistake since the beginning, and there was no reason for someone like him to die alone.

Dead.

Baker lay on the terrace, opened his Scout Guard map, and watched what was happening in a skyscraper somewhere in Manhattan with the feeling of watching a 4K concept movie.

Woohoo!

A group of five Assassin Creed Assassins, dressed as Assassin Creed, quickly walked directly from the top of the skyscraper to the ground, and quietly entered the interior of the building through a window on the fifty-fifth floor.

Interior of the building of Abstergo Pharmaceutical Industries.

"How many floors?"

"Upstairs."

After Maria and the others lifted the ropes on their bodies, they whispered, "The three Templar elders we have been following for the past half a month have all entered the thirty-sixth floor today. ”

Aguilla nodded, and gave the three Assassins a look that had worked together as they had in medieval times.

Open the door.

It's late at night, but Abstergo's building is still brightly lit, and it's the norm here, let alone ninety-nine-six, even zero-zero-seven.

After all, this is Wall Street, where everything is changing.

Emergency access stairs.

One of the Assassins walking in front made a boo to Aguila and the others behind, and made a gesture to indicate that there were two heavily armed soldiers upstairs.

Aguilla glanced up through the gap in the staircase.

Half ringing.

Boom!

A stone landed on the wall with a loud sound, which immediately attracted the attention of the two soldiers who had been guarding the thirty-sixth floor for many years.

"What sound?"

"You go check it out."

"Okay."

A young soldier who looked and heard the sound felt like a low-ranking soldier picked up the spear in his arms and walked down the stairs where the sound had just come from.

Thirty-six to thirty-five middle floors.

The young soldier looked at it, and finally his eyes fell on a stone that had suddenly appeared on the ground.

The next second.

Stoop.

The next second.

Cut your throat.

At the same time, the throat was cut by Aguera, who should not have died, but his eyes fell on the young soldier and ignored the attack from Aguilla, who was present but invisible.

"Poof!"

"Uh-uh-uh......"

Aguila directly supported the soldier's back with one hand and covered the soldier's neck with the other.

Not much.

The Soldier lost his breath and went to report to Mephisto, and two Assassins took the dead soldier to disguise him.

The disguise of the Assassins of the League of Assassins, even if you are in front of you, you will wonder if your eyes are blind.

The people of Abstergo had no idea what kind of monsters they had awakened with the Animus Project.

820 Fifth Avenue.

Baker stared blankly at the plot that was unfolding at the moment, thinking to himself that when the five Assassins of Aguilla who had inherited the top art of assassination in the Middle Ages entered the thirty-sixth floor, an assassination that was almost like art appeared alive.

Even in the same office, there are surveillance cameras, and two soldiers are in the same room.

The assassination remained silent.

Like real ghosts, the five Aguilla people harvested the lives of many people on the 36th floor one by one.

Until......

In a control room similar to a monitoring satellite, a controller who had his throat cut in front of the public was holding his neck and lying down unconsciously, and his right palm involuntarily pressed on a switch with an "emergency self-destruct" device written on it.

The next second.

……