53, meeting old acquaintances in other places (asking for recommendations in the new week)

Out the door.

Baker made a phone call, and the person on the other side seemed to hesitate for a moment before connecting the phone.

It is a person who can tell from the accent alone that this person is a corrupt person, and he is also a senior corrupt person.

Arthur, Assassin, Codename, Mechanic.

"It's me, Arthur."

β€œβ€¦β€¦ hero? ”

"Hmm."

"Is there something wrong?"

"Is there a business that you can't take over?"

"Say."

"Help me kill someone at the InterContinental Hotel."

"No, no time, get out."

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Baker put down the phone in his hand and smiled, look, the name of the Intercontinental Hotel is a forbidden area that even this mechanic who can turn any assassination into an accident does not dare to make a mistake.

But......

It's okay, it's a long time coming, anyway, when Apple Three is not out of SchrΓΆdinger's state, he has time to play games with Murad.

Baker has a good mentality.

But Murad, the more time passes, the greater the psychological pressure on him, no matter how you look at it, Baker feels that he has earned blood.

It's just that......

The next day, after Baker went to look at the coffin again, he went to the Intercontinental Hotel to buy a copy of Murad's family materials, and the bad results appeared.

The Intercontinental Hotel does not have information about the entire Murad family.

Hehe.

Beckpi laughed twice, looked at the travel planner who didn't even rummage through the bookcase and said, "So, I'm on the hotel blacklist?" ”

The travel planner said apologetically: "Mr. Moulton, you think too much, if you really get on the hotel blacklist, all the Intercontinental hotels will not provide you with services." ”

Baker was expressionless: "There is no difference right now. ”

A hard violence.

A soft violence.

There is violence on the left and right, and cold violence is far more hurtful than hard violence.

The trip planner was silent for a moment, looked around, and then said to Baker, "You really think too much, Mr. Moulton, yesterday, after you left, the administrator took away the information about the Murad family, saying that it was an order from the High Table. ”

Baker looked at the travel planner.

High table?

So, Murad ended up making a deal with the high table, and it stands to reason that Murad should not have any deals in his hands that would interest the high table.

Baker asked, "Can you know the high table at which you trade?" ”

The trip planner smiled politely at Baker, as if to say, "I'm afraid you're embarrassing me."

Baker laughed, knowing that his question was more than the travel planner's answer, and took out ten gold coins from his pocket and placed them in front of him, "Thank you." ”

The trip planner put away the gold coins: "It's a pleasure to help you, Mr. Moulton." ”

Baker nodded politely, then turned and walked out.

As he passed by the front desk, Baker knocked on the table and said to the black waiter who looked up: "Tell the administrator, I have decided the life of the Murad family, and as I said, his Allah will not be able to save him." ”

After speaking.

Baker walked straight to the door of the hotel.

It doesn't matter which of the five high tables he did, and the people who provoked him, none of them have survived until now.

Even if the five high tables join forces to guarantee, it is useless.

Life and death are downbeat, and if you don't accept it, you will do it.

The worst and worst result is that Jairo Moulton's vest can't be used, but it's okay, Baker won another camouflage card in the lottery this time, and the big deal is that he will directly lose this identity when the time comes, and just change it again.

How big is it?

Going out, Baker walked across the street, turned around and glanced up at the window on the fifth floor of the Intercontinental Hotel behind him, smiling coldly.

There are no secrets.

Baker did what he said, saying that he would not let Murad not be able to get out of this hotel, he would definitely not be able to get out of this hotel, as long as he dared to come out, Baker promised to send him to Mephisto as soon as possible.

Anyway, he is not in a hurry to leave, come, whoever admits the first to admit it is a puppy, if Murad's sons and brothers are here, it will be just like the gourd baby saving grandpa, and save Baker from going over to give them a ride at his own expense.

That's when it happened.

Baker frowned slightly, and looked back at a woman who walked up to him.

Acquaintance.

Barbara, who goes by the pseudonym Platinum.

Barbara's chin was slightly raised, and she looked at the fifth floor of the hotel across the road and said, "Murad is in the hotel?" ”

Baker's face was expressionless: "How do you know?" ”

Barbara laughed: "This is not a new thing, Albania provoked Hero, causing Hero to go on a killing spree in Victoria, and in just five days, the news that nearly one hundred and fifty people have died at your hands has already spread all over the world." ”

"Really?"

"It's the information age."

Barbara was smiling when she said this, but she was a little stunned in her heart.

This guy, since he left the textile factory, has completely let himself go, and killed nearly 200 people directly as soon as he got outside?

Jesus Christ.

Although the people Baker killed were also bad guys, it was still the same sentence, if lynching worked, what do you want them to do with law enforcement agencies and courts?

"Hey."

"What?"

"Have a drink?"

"Not available!"

Baker said expressionlessly, saying that he would return to the bridge with Barbara Bridge in the future, and Baker did what he said.

The only result of repeating the mistakes of the past is that there will be no return.

And......

At the age of twenty-five, Baker already had the idea of starting a family after breaking up with Barbara that time, so in order to avoid trouble, it is better to break it off, and save the future in case he meets the woman he likes because of some things.

Barbara glanced at Baker and nodded, and after a while, Barbara said, "Okay, be careful yourself, don't be too unscrupulous, in case it attracts a big roundup by law enforcement agencies." ”

Baker said, "Thank you. ”

The day I provoked you, my name was probably recorded by S.H.I.E.L.D.

Baker thought to himself.

…… Wait a minute?

Aegis?

Baker's eyes lit up slightly, and he said that the intelligence officers he knew were only limited to the Intercontinental Hotel and the Red Devils.

But in terms of intelligence, Aegis may have less intelligence power in the dark world, but in the ordinary criminal world, it can be said to be spying on the whole world.

Thinking.

Baker said to Barbara, who was about to cross the street, "I need information from the Murad family. ”

Barbara turned around: "Isn't there one at the Intercontinental Hotel?" ”

Baker smiled, "Do you think I'll tell you if they gave it?" ”

Barbara thought for a moment, then looked at Baker and smiled, "So, this time it's your turn to serve me, right?" ”

Baker said expressionlessly: "I think too much, I don't want to be one of those people you despise and can't control the lower half of your body." ”

Barbara laughed and said, "Since it's a transaction, then, I'll find a way to give you information, what do you give me in return?" ”

"Except for the piston movement, you say."

"Fuck off."

Barbara glanced at Baker and said directly: "I'll give you information, you tell me why you came here." ”

Baker thought for a moment and nodded.

"Good!"

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