Kikke's words continued on and on, but Baker was in no mood to continue listening.

Am I being tricked?

Baker's eyes narrowed.

Good fellow, two lives, Baker didn't dare to say that he had never been tricked, but in this life alone, since Baker just arrived in New York and personally killed a bastard family who said that it would rain tomorrow to play him, no one dared to talk nonsense in front of him.

Now?

Baker only felt that his anger was rising infinitely, and the mentality that had just calmed down after a month of cultivation had completely collapsed.

Jason Budd.

Congratulations.

Your family can go to hell and be reunited.

Baker looked back at Kik, who was tied to the air.

Kirk didn't move.

Hung up?

Baker got up, shook his right hand, raised Kik's head with his left hand, and with a bang, poured a large blood-red duel-style blood vial on his right hand into Kik's mouth.

Ten seconds later!

"Ahh

Kik's eyes widened instantly, and he gasped for breath, Jesus Christ, he had just arrived at a river, and the whole person on the river was in the black robe.

"Whew!"

"Boom!"

Baker threw out a card, directly cut the rope hanging Kik, and helped Kik up with a smile: "I'm sorry. ”

Kirk looked at the warm smile on Baker's face and opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

This is a ruthless man.

He's a really ruthless person.

Ten minutes later.

Baker patted his chest and said to Kirk that Adam was the little brother he watched grow up, and Adam's friend was Beck's friend, and he hoped that Kirk wouldn't care about what had just happened.

What can say?

More than 20 of my men were shot directly without you asking, what can I say, you tell me.

Also, when did Adam have such a ruthless man as a friend?

Kirk wanted to think that the most basic expression still had to be made, and he really didn't have the idea of revenge against Baker.

People swept the nest with one person and one shot, how to retaliate?

Shh

Kik's eyebrows twitched.

Baker tore off a check with five million written on it and handed it directly to Kikke: "I'm a person, I've always been particular about things, and I have clear grievances, these five million should be my apology, of which, two million are yours, and the remaining three million are for those brothers who were unfortunately sent to hell by me in advance to report, is there a problem?" ”

Kirk looked at the check in his hand and shook his head like a wave.

If you don't have money, you'll have a problem.

But there is money, there is no problem with money.

And it's a huge check for five million!

Seeing this, a smile also appeared on Baker's face: "Of course, there is a condition for the five million you are given." ”

Kirk looked up directly: "You say." ”

Very good.

Backbone but also very exciting, Adam made good friends.

Baker thought so, looked directly at Kik and said, "This time tomorrow, I'm going to be here, and I'm going to see Jason Budd's family, remember, it's a family." ”

Kirk thought it was a request, but when he heard this, he suddenly remembered the culprit who had suffered such a grievance, and suddenly became angry: "Don't worry, this time tomorrow, I promise that his family will be reunited here." ”

Baker patted Kirk's shoulder with great satisfaction, and turned around: "Remember, you and I met at a business reception, I am optimistic about your construction business, in order to help aspiring young people, so I will give you 10 million, remember to pay the tax on this money." ”

After speaking.

Under Kik's gaze, Beck's figure slowly faded until he disappeared without a trace.

……

In the afternoon.

A fiery red sports car stopped in front of the Chicago Police Department's 21st Precinct.

Push the door and get out of the car.

Baker took off his sunglasses and walked straight inside, as for whether the vehicle was blocking the police station, it was not a problem, let alone a ticket every three hours, even if it was a ticket per second, Baker didn't care.

It's considered to be donated to the police station for charity.

Since that drinking party organized by the NYPD, Baker has been able to buy a fighter jet with all the money he donated to the NYPD.

On the other side of the police station's incoming information desk was not an older police officer, Trudy Pratt, but a young female police officer, Kim Burgess.

Baker stepped forward.

Kim Burgess, who had just recovered from his injuries and was discharged from the hospital and turned into a civilian job, looked at Baker, a handsome man in a suit, who came in, and asked, "Hello ......?"

Baker smiled, and his gentlemanly demeanor was unmistakable: "Hello, I'm looking for Hank Boitt." ”

"Looking for Sheriff Boyt?"

"Yes."

"Do you have an appointment?"

"No, but if you ask, I'm sure he'll meet me."

"Your name ......"

"Baker, Baker Morton!"

"Morton?"

Kim looked up at Beck, who was speaking, and if she remembered correctly, it seemed that Erin's last name was Morton.

Baker seemed to see through Kim's mind and smiled, "Yes, I'm Erin's brother. ”

Kim smiled at Baker, then grabbed the phone next to him.

Five minutes later.

The bars on the second floor on the left side of the hall opened, and Hank Boitt appeared at the bars and said to King, "He can come up." ”

Baker thanked Kim and walked up the stairs to the second floor.

Second floor.

BFIPU members gathered.

They were puzzled about one thing, very simply, in the past, if such a big thing happened, Hank would work overtime to find the sought-after one.

But this time?

Since Erin returned, Hank has directly closed the case with a gangster vendetta.

This is unusual.

While the JFI officers sat in their seats, pondering, Hank came up, and led a rich blonde man in a suit and leather shoes.

Erin, who was sitting at her desk, saw Baker coming up and immediately got up: "Why are you here?" ”

Baker put his hands in his pockets and looked: "I said, if you don't give it, I'll take it myself." ”

Erin stepped out of her desk and lowered her voice, "This is the Chicago Police Department. ”

Jay Hoststed also took advantage of Erin's side, trying to give Baker a strong oppressive force with his size and ambition hormones.

But......

Jay Hoststed, male, 27 years old, born on August 12, father Dylan Hoststed...... Mother...... Graduated from ...... He worked as an investigator in the Gangster Crime Investigation Division and was transferred to the Chicago Police Department's District 21 Intelligence Unit last year. ”

With a calm face and a smile on his face, Baker looked at Jay, who was angrily stopped by Erin, and said, "Am I right? ”

Hank, who was next to him, touched his lips and looked at Baker: "Kid, you are even more terrible than nine years ago." ”

Baker looked at Hank, smiled, and shrugged: "Thank you, no way, although I don't agree with some of your views, but, when I was in New York, I had a good relationship with the FBI, CIA, NSA, NYPD. ”

There was a pause.

Baker seemed to think of something: "Oh, by the way, I also donated half a million to the NYPD last Christmas, and it is clear that your subordinate seems to have submitted a resume to the NYPD last year." ”

Hank: "......"