It feels awesome to be on the side of justice!

The holy wings behind Baker flapped gently, and there was no fear or uneasiness in the eyes of the countless people who knelt down and called angels gathered not far away.

Some......

Just worship and that fanatical faith!

It's great!

Baker thought so in his heart, covering his face with a dot, and he didn't know what the expressions of those people were in the building on Pennsylvania Avenue in Washington at this moment?

"He's a demon!"

"Damn it."

"Demons, complete demons!"

One of the staff members looked at the holy Baker in the name of heaven in the satellite image and said, "What does this guy want to do, thinking that we will be able to submit to his obscenity?" ”

The president, who didn't even deserve his name, watched quietly.

In the Pentagon camp, General Ross, who represents the interests of Wall Street, raised his eyebrows, and there were some small fluctuations in his heart.

Good volatility!

After all, after the Martian affair is over, the relationship between Wall Street and Baker is very good, and for the people behind General Ross, Baker is a god better than a man.

Because they are human beings, they are not willing to be subservient to anyone, neither status nor money.

But for now?

Baker is like a god.

It's a big deal, it's a big deal.

Don't think that standing in line is the culture of the East since ancient times, the West also has it, Wall Street is even more popular, compared to others, they think more, they can't beat it, the risk is too great, isn't it beautiful to exchange surrender for infinite possibilities?

At this moment, Mr. President, who had been in front of the background board, any Pentagon and his staff were free to play out: "Gentlemen, do we have evidence to link this man?" ”

Everyone was silent in an instant!

Leaving aside whether they are capable of dealing with Baker, let's just say that all of them know that this angel is Baker Morton.

But......

They don't have any direct evidence.

Within the rules, they simply couldn't get their hands on Baker.

Out of the rules?

You're not following the rules anymore, will Baker do it? Forgot the story of New York that was about to turn into hell, and the story of the extermination of the Martian race?

Mr. President took in the expressions of these people and said nothing, if he was sure that he would kill Baker with one blow, would he wait until now?

On the ground!

Vladimir, the Crimson Reaper, looked at Baker, who threatened to judge him: "I will take this city with me to bury with me!" ”

"Funeral?"

Baker repeated, and then, looking at Vladimir, he looked at him with a look of retardation: "You are also worthy?" ”

Vladimir bared his fangs.

After Baker finished speaking, he didn't bother to talk nonsense with this Crimson Reaper Vladimir, whose IQ and strength were rubbed hard in the deep pit.

What he wanted to express was already very clear.

Since the Void Clan was able to send the Crimson Reaper over, then the Void Clan must have left some means on Vladimir's body, which also means that the Void Clan has seen him.

This is good.

Baker didn't know what grievances the Void Clan had with his previous life, but since the Void Clan wanted to find him, then come on.

Again, that's the same sentence.

There is a kind of positive rigidity, who instigates who puppy!

Think about it.

Baker's handsome and handsome face raised slightly: "Have you seen it...... Noxus guillotine? ”

"What?"

"Boom!"

Vladimir's heart shuddered, and then, when he looked up, he saw the familiar thing gathering out of the changing wind and clouds above his head.

Noxus ...... Guillotine!

Rumble!

The guillotine was born majestically, but compared with the previous appearance, there was less blood and not so many heads, in other words, this time it was a brand-new guillotine!

Baker Morton was a law-abiding citizen.

Jairo Morton is an unscrupulous top killer.

Then Constantin Morton is the supreme Merlin on earth, the judge of the kingdom of heaven.

"My name is Raphael!"

Beck urged the guillotine to come to life, and his tone carried a hint of the holy voice described by mortals: "Heavenly Inquisitor, Constantine Raphael, Crimson Reaper, I judge you, capital offense!" ”

Vladimir laughed.

"Then you can try!"

"Plague of Blood!"

In front of the guillotine of Noxus, Vladimir the Crimson Reaper knew that he had no way out but to be tough, and endless blood mist rose from above Vladimir's head.

"Break out!"

"A river of blood!!

"Boom!"

The blood mist rose into the air and exploded in Vladimir's wild laughter, and in an instant, it broke through the air, wanting to ignite, one after another of the plague sources that he had already placed in all corners of New York City.

But......

Ten seconds later, New York was still that New York.

Five minutes later, New York was still New York.

"Huh?"

Vladimir blinked, clearly confused.

S.H.I.E.L.D. Center

"Sir, all the sources of the plague have been gathered!"

"Okay."

Barbara, who was in the operations center, listened to the report from the front-line agents, and finally couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then sat down on the sofa behind her.

On the big screen, a movie of Baker staging the Heavenly Inquisitor is playing in real time in 4K144Hz resolution.

"This guy ......"

Barbara looked at the blonde Baker on the screen and couldn't help but complain, fortunately she moved fast enough, otherwise, as long as there is a source of plague that is not watched, New York, I am afraid it will be dangerous.

"Sir!"

"Say!"

"The current character has been captured, identified as Anthony Burt!"

"Good!"

After Barbara breathed a sigh of relief, she rubbed her eyebrows and said, "Bring people back." ”

"Understood!"

Barbara took off the headset from her ear and said to Natasha next to her, "I'll go to the lounge and lie down for a while!" ”

When it comes to Baker's problem, no matter how small a problem is, it can turn into a big problem of the explosion of the earth, so Barbara feels that dealing with these things is more tiring than dealing with Baker in bed.

Natasha pointed to the picture on the big screen: "Why don't you continue watching?" ”

Barbara waved her hand: "Not interested!" ”

Anyway, no matter what the picture, as long as there is Baker's, there will always be only one final ending, if one day, Baker is educated by society, Barbara said that he will charter the venue to watch.

Queens!

"Deadhearted?"

Baker gave Vladimir enough opportunity to break out as a last resort, but unfortunately, this guy didn't seem to cherish it: "Since you're dead, let's go on the road!" ”

said.

Like a handsome angel who came out of the painting, Baker looked at the guillotine that had been condensed and asked Vladimir: "Please come on stage!" ”

In a flash.

An endless and directed suction force was generated from the Noxian guillotine, and the target, feeling bad at this, turned into a pool of blood, ready to flee from the Crimson Reaper Vladimir.

Pity......

Not to mention turning into a pool of blood, even if you become nothing, you need to go to the guillotine.

"No!"

Vladimir suddenly roared, and the whole person seemed to be dragged by something, full of unwillingness and despair to manifest from the pool of blood.

Then, as if being dragged by someone, he stumbled with great difficulty towards the steps manifested by the guillotine behind him.

"Let go of me!"

"My lord, I was wrong, I was wrong!"

“……”

Baker was above the guillotine, the holy wings behind him flapping gently, without any expression on his face.

Again, that's the same sentence.

It is better to regret it beforehand than to repent afterwards.

Since you have done it, then, just like you made up your mind at that time, calmly face the consequences that you need to suffer after failure.

"Bang!"

Vladimir plunged headlong into the vacancy of the guillotine, with a star in his eyes.

"Click!"

Above Vladimir's head, the severed axe, which was extremely sharp and flashed with cold light, began to slowly rise under the action of the gears.

"No ......"

"My lord, I was wrong, I was wrong, please forgive me."

"I know who's going to be against you!"

"The Void is just one of them."

"Shadow ......"

"Titan......

"Exiled ......"

"Adults spare their lives, I know who they are, and I am willing to be the vanguard of adults."

“……”

The whole person lay on the guillotine, staring at Baker's Vladimir in the sky with wide eyes, his lips trembling, recounting one after another Baker's familiar names, expecting Baker to be merciful and let him go.

Pity.

Baker's murderous intent is together, and no one can persuade him to let go of his murderous intent together.

"Boom!"

The guillotine rose to the commanding heights and made a crisp sound.

Vladimir was stunned.

The next second.

The pleading expression on Vladimir's face turned into an endless look of resentment.

"The Void won't let you go, the Void already knows the universe you're in!"

"My descendants will not spare you either."

"Their power is inherited from me."

"When I die, my descendants will destroy this world, and you, too, will be cut down from the supreme position by the Void Clan......"

"Poof!"

The severed axe fell with a bang, and with a bang, it fell directly at Vladimir somewhere without mercy.

In a flash.

Vladimir's voice was quiet!

A balding and disgusting head tumbled off the guillotine.

The next second.

The guillotine dissipates.

Baker looked at the body that slowly turned into gray in his sight with an indifferent expression, and sneered in his heart.

Your backhand?

The Chadnorma you rescued?

I'm sorry.

Baker said that when the time comes, any vampire who has not been registered with him will be directly attacked by him indiscriminately, so before that, that Chadnomah had also died in his sleep.

And also......

With a slap of Baker's right hand, the soul body wrapped in Franky Mill turned around and disappeared into the sky.

He said that he wanted to make Frankimir feel what it meant to be better to live than to die.

Baker spoke.

One word!

……

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