How powerful is this?

Baker frowned at the potential power of the Reaper's missile explosion.

Rumble!

The mirror world directly stopped and turned around and surrounded the Ultimate Reaper Missile, and in an instant, the Ultimate Reaper Missile exploded instantly, and the shock wave directly shook the buildings in the mirror world within a radius of fifty meters.

"Maniac!"

"Slightly!"

Jinx appeared and grimaced at Baker: "I'm crazy, I have a certificate from the hospital, do you want to see it?" ”

The corners of Baker's mouth arced upward, and he smiled: "Okay." ”

“……”

Jinx was slightly stunned, turned around, looked at Baker who was standing opposite him with a smile on his face, and then turned his head to look at the other Baker who was still not far away, and was a little dazed.

But......

The daze didn't affect Jinx's speed in the slightest.

Almost at the moment when Baker's big hand grabbed directly at Jinx, with a snort, Jinx escaped directly from Baker's hand with a snort like a slippery catfish.

Buzz.

Jinx vanished in an instant.

Seeing this, Baker shook his head and smiled again, and then, directly beckoning, an apartment next to him, clicked into a sky platform, and there was a chair on the platform.

Seated.

Baker lit a cigarette for himself, then slowly took out a bottle of Bourbon, took out the cup, poured it, and then, finding a comfortable position, leaning back on the chair with his legs crossed, sipping a little wine and smoking a cigarette.

Stealth?

All right.

You take your time, I watch you play, when you're tired of playing, when you're having a conversation.

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

Baker's right hand knocked down the cannonball that was coming straight at him, and then simply laid a barrier around the high platform.

Not much.

Cannonball.

Bullet.

The ultimate Reaper missile.

Bombarded on the barrier of the high platform one after another, the sound of explosions and the smell of gunsmoke were endless, but Baker on the high platform had a kind of happiness, you are horizontal and you are horizontal, I drink and drink alone.

Half ringing.

Jinx, who was wearing Hex's invisibility cloak, turned around and bombarded directly at the barrier of the mirror world.

It's a pity that it's still useless.

Baker on the high platform felt the barrier of constant attacks from all sides of the mirror world, hit a hatcher, repeated his right hand, and simply took out the [Wuthering Heights] that he had not finished reading these days.

Dealing with a person whose mental state is on the normal line, Baker doesn't like to play this set very much.

But the only way to deal with a Jinx who is obviously in a weird mental state is to let Jinx do it himself.

Although Baker was meeting Jinx for the first time, he ...... He had played it many times, so even though Jinx had eliminated more than twenty of his scout guards in New York City, Baker still didn't want to kill Jinx.

Even if it's a minx, it's a cute minx.

Killing is not counted.

Baker also killed people without calculation, perhaps, those people were destined to have this catastrophe, and besides, it was not the law enforcement agencies that died, besides, a group of white ones, if they hung up, they would hang, anyway, Baker had no anger.

Half an hour later.

Baker has already seen Chapter 13, and Jinx is still attacking all corners of the mirror world, trying to find the weakest point in the mirror world so that he can escape.

It's a pity that Baker's mirror world is driven by dark energy, theoretically speaking, if you want the mirror world to have flaws, then you must let Baker's dark energy be interrupted for even five seconds, otherwise, the dark energy will not disappear for a day, and Baker's mirror world will exist forever.

Another half an hour.

The tendency for the mirror world to catch fire is gradually waning.

Airplanes!

Jinx appeared on the roof of an apartment thirty meters away from the elevated platform where Baker was.

"Hey ......"

"What?"

"Let me out, okay."

"Not good."

Baker closed the book, looked at Jinx, who seemed to be discussing something with him, with a smile on his face, and said, "Come here, let's talk, okay?" ”

As soon as this sentence came out, Baker always felt that he was a strange man who was coaxing a little girl to look at a goldfish.

Illusion.

It must be a delusion, as we all know, Baker's hobbies have always been normal, and moreover, he prefers the older ones, and Barbara is two years older than Baker.

Jinx shook his two little heads in green ponytails: "You let me out first." ”

Baker shrugged his shoulders and refocused his gaze on his book: "Forget it. ”

Jinx: "......"

Ten minutes later.

"The woman in the hat asked you to get me?"

"Hats?"

Baker looks up, the woman in the hat, Pittown policewoman Caitlin?

"It's not."

"Boxer?"

"Wei, sort of."

Baker nodded and said, "Sort of, I have a ...... with Valoran Business Dealings. ”

Jinx said again: "You're going to arrest me, to that boxer and the one with the hat?" ”

Baker thought for a moment: "It depends. ”

Boom.

Jinx jumped directly from the roof of the apartment three meters away to the roof ten meters away from Baker: "What do you mean, you will let me go?" ”

Seeing this, Baker was finally able to chat, got up, put it away, and looked at Jinx: "You are sick, I can cure it." ”

Isn't there something wrong with the spiritual world?

What a big deal.

For memorization, you need a specialized person to get started, and it just so happens that Baker happens to know this kind of specialized talent.

Jinx lowered his head and stroked his little hand, and his expression was pitiful: "Really? ”

Baker smiled, "Of course it's true. ”

Jinx looked up, as if he had mustered up his courage: "Alright, pull the hook." ”

Baker smiled, "Okay." ”

Jinx stepped onto the platform, stretched out his right hand, and reached for Baker with his little finger, which was smeared with green nail polish and smelled of natural gunsmoke.

Baker also held out his little thumb.

That's when it happened.

When Jinx was about to hook Baker's little finger with his little finger, a sly smile flashed in his crazy eyes, and the electromagnetic oscillating gun shot directly and pulled the trigger at Baker: "Haha, you were fooled." ”

"Bang!"

The electromagnetic oscillation pierced Baker directly in front of Jinx.

Behind Jinx.

Baker's right hand slammed down.

Bang.

At the moment when Jinx reacted, the hand knife fell, knocking Jinx unconscious.

Bang.

Jinx landed on the high platform and passed out.

The corners of Baker's mouth arced slightly, and he looked at Jinx, who fell to the ground unconscious: "Such a cute little girl, I thought I would cry for a long time with a palm, but I didn't expect ......"

Jinx is a recognized madman in Valoran.

The fact that a crazy girl is suddenly not crazy says a lot in itself.

Besides.

Baker had no other special interest in Jinx, and naturally, Jinx's tricks were useless to him.

Wrong.

It should be said that Baker will be directly immune to all beauty tricks, because Baker does not have the physique of pity, which is basically possessed by some indecisive players.

Baker ...... Decisive killing.

Just like now.

"Boom!"

"Woooooo

Jinx, who had his hands and legs tied and a pink ball in his mouth, landed on the couch and got up, ready to crash into Baker.

"Bang!"

"Whew!"

Baker flicked his fingers, and the disc snorted with a crisp sound, and in an instant, Jinx's memory world suddenly appeared in front of Baker's eyes.

Confusion.

Black and white.

If Baker's Memory Palace is an orderly and pleasing library to the eye, then Jinx's Memory Palace is like a small bookstore in Hell's Kitchen, and a small bookstore full of glass slag, ashes, and flames after more than a hundred riots in a row.

Jinx......

Really sick!

Baker is only good at memory space, and he's not good at other people, so after just a cursory glance, he pushed it out.

"Smack!"

"Boom!"

Baker moved his right hand and sent out a bolt of dark energy to hold Jinx as he fell backwards like a marionette, and then placed Jinx on the couch.

The next second.

Baker glanced at the time, thought about it, and directly let the sofa area enter the mirror world, after all, Jinx is from Valoran, and he is also an immortal existence that has been destroyed and transformed by alchemists.

Although Jinx is crazy, her desire to survive is undoubtedly one of the best.

After the arrangement.

Baker went out.

Target.

Trinity School.

Baker leaned back in the car he had borrowed from Richard Casor and looked at the time on his watch, and about five minutes later, Serra, with a shoulder bag, walked out of the school.

"Hey."

"Hey."

There was a greeting between father and daughter, and then Baker drove somewhere.

Serra, who was wearing a seat belt in the passenger seat, looked at the route of the car: "Aren't you going home?" ”

Baker said, "Find someone." ”

Serra frowned, "I'll make an appointment with Alexis to take violin lessons in two hours." ”

Violin lessons are followed by a half-hour math tutorial, an hour and a half of French lessons, and then a two-hour art lesson.

Serra's day is full.

After all, happy education is reserved for the most ordinary people, middle and high-level children, how can there be so many vacations, even if it is a summer vacation, at most it is ten days of free time, and the rest of the time, all kinds of private teachers are very sought-after.

Not to mention the annual tuition fee of nearly 500,000 US dollars, just the extra tutor employment fee, Baker needs to spend nearly 300,000 US dollars in a single semester.

And that's not even counting the cost of various student practice activities organized at Trinity School, such as a visit to a Wall Street listed company, such as a summer camp......

Baker was glad that Sierra finally learned that knowledge is power, smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll go find a friend." ”

Sierra glared sideways at Baker.

"Friends?"

"Hmm."

What Serra actually wanted to say was "Do you still have friends? But Serra thought about it for a moment and felt that this sentence was a little inappropriate, after all, Baker was not an enemy, so he directly came to a rhetorical question.

Baker just mumbled and didn't explain much.

This time, he was going to personally invite a certain professional, that is, the Dream Thief Master Damme Cobb, who had reshaped the memory palace for Serra.

Actually, it would have been possible to make a phone call.

But Baker thought about it, anyway, he was in New York now, and it would be more convenient to go directly to the door, because calling Dorm Cobb would definitely come over tomorrow at the earliest.

Baker didn't want another crazy girl to come out when there was already a cold-blooded girl in the family, in that case, Baker was very skeptical that Building 820 would last long.

So......

Wall Street.

A certain skyscraper apartment.

Thirty-seven floors.

"Knock knock!"

“……”

Coming up with Baker, Serra, who was standing next to Baker, looked at the door that hadn't been opened after knocking three times, looked up and said, "He's not at home?" ”

Baker said, "Yes." ”

Serra said, "You're not going to open the door, why don't you just go in." ”

"Because of politeness."

Baker said to Serra next to him, "This is someone else's home, and although I can easily get in, the people inside are not friends, but they are not enemies either. ”

Serra nodded as if she didn't understand.

Soon.

The door opened.

Leonardo, who was unkempt, unkempt, and seemed to have some smell of corruption...... Phew, the moment Daum Cobb opened the door, he showed Baker directly what it was like to be a beggar on Wall Street.

Baker frowned: "Oh my God, haven't you taken a shower for ten days?" ”

Serra, who was next to her, also held her breath.

Daum Cobb looked at Baker at the door, his eyes flickered for a moment, then he let go of his hand, turned around and walked towards the room: "I'm retired, Moulton." ”

Baker smiled.

Belch.

Probably last month, Damme Cobb's female assistant and wife, Mel Cobb, died in an accident.

It's obvious.

Maybe Leonardo in other worlds is not an infatuated species, but here Daum Cobb is a real infatuated species.

Let's be honest.

Baker knew about Mel Cobb's death, and in fact, from the moment he knew, Baker kept his phone open, after all, he owed Damme Cobb a favor.

It's just that......

Dom Cobb seemed to have forgotten about it, or did he think that Baker couldn't help him with anything in this matter?

This made Baker a little sad.

After all, when Dad Cobb heard that he could get a favor, he took on the task of reshaping Serra's memory without saying a word, and Baker thought that Damme Cobb knew the weight of his favor?

Baker turned his head and said to Serra, and then, following behind Daum, he entered the luxurious apartment worth more than 10 million dollars.

But......

The decoration and furnishings are worthy of this apartment with more than 10 million dollars, but if you throw away the decoration and furnishings, just look at all kinds of garbage in the living room.

Baker would have thought it was like a garbage dump.

And it's also a garbage fill in Queens.