Baker listened to Gwen's disgusting pause without saying anything.

After a while.

Gwen said boredly, and then continued: "However, I went directly over this account to investigate the overseas bank itself, and if my guess is correct, this should be the secret overseas bank of MI6 in London, that is, MI6. ”

Baker spoke up, "MI6? ”

How can MI6 people get the information of Aegis, according to the level, if there is any disaster in London that endangers world peace, and S.H.I.E.L.D. intervenes, MI6 is at most a deputy role.

This is because of the provisions of the World Security Council.

Gwen gasped: "It used to be the exclusive bank of MI6, but now, it has basically become an overseas bank that London agents like." ”

Baker frowned.

Gwen said, "Hey, Beck, what the hell have you been doing in the East for the past few days, you can't be a spy, right?" ”

Baker smiled back and said, "Spy, that spy agency invited me?" ”

"That's right, you're so rich, even if you're a spy, you should be the head of the spy."

“…… Hang up, remember, keep it secret, otherwise, I'll have to knock you out and send you to the East. ”

"Got it, who in the whole Wall Street doesn't know that I, Gwen, is the best at keeping secrets, the banker who came to fix the computer last time, wow, you don't know, he's still an M."

“……”

Baker hung up the phone.

After listening to Gwen tell some secrets about the computers of various people on Wall Street, and thinking of Gwen's boasting, Baker estimated that he would not be able to control himself, kidnap Gwen, and then throw him away to a small third-tier county in the East.

Does the London Secret Service use an overseas bank?

Baker walked into the living room from the terrace, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, and a sneer gradually emerged.

There are several motives for killing, but the most common are three, first, killing for money, second, killing for love, and third, killing for personal vendettas.

Three days later.

Baker received a message and walked into the Intercontinental Hotel in New York.

"Good morning, Mr. Moulton."

"Good morning."

Baker greeted the black hostess at the Intercontinental Hotel and said, "I think there's a fax of mine here." ”

The black waiter was polite: "Yes, please wait. ”

Baker said thank you.

Not much.

The black reception stepped out of it and handed Baker a bag of papers, "Wait, Mr. Moulton. ”

Baker took it, spoke, pulled out a document and looked at it, then took three gold coins out of his pocket and placed them on the table.

The black receptionist glanced at it and said, "This message was given by the Intercontinental Hotel. ”

Baker looked at the black hospitality.

Long.

Baker took back the three gold coins on the table and smiled, "Thank you." ”

The black reception still smiled, "I wish you a happy life, Mr. Moulton." ”

Baker turned around and waved his hand without looking back, and then, just as he was about to go out, he saw Barbara walking in through the turnstiles.

"Hyro ......"

"No time."

Baker walked right past Barbara, said a word, and walked straight into the turnstile and out of the hotel.

Barbara catches up: "Wait. ”

Baker paused and turned to look at Barbara: "Not today, Barbara, I won't ask who you are, but when I find out, if you want me to come to the door, believe me, you can't afford the price." ”

After speaking.

Baker slipped into his black Honda sedan, booted up, and drove in the direction of Brooklyn.

Barbara stood still and watched the black Honda gradually disappear from view, and after a long silence, she walked somewhere.

Half an hour later.

Baker parked the black Honda in the garage of the house he had repurchased for Jairo Moulton before Christmas, and then used the bamboo dragonfly back to his apartment at 820 Fifth Avenue.

Shh

Baker pulled out the documents from the InterContinental Hotel in London from the document bag in his hand.

Compared to the Intercontinental Hotel, which does it for what he has in his hands, Baker is more interested in this villain who hides in the dark to buy murder.

After all, one is in the light and the other is in the dark.

And.

The five high tables at the InterContinental are smart, so no matter how much they covet what Baker has in his hands, they all keep it within a manageable range.

Even.

I received a phone order from Baker two days ago, and I answered it directly without asking, and then in just two days, I got this document that was classified as level 7 in S.H.I.E.L.D., and I didn't take a penny.

This is a gesture from the Intercontinental Hotel.

One word.

We're hanging your bounty list, but the Intercontinental Hotel is the Intercontinental Hotel, and the Assassin Order is the Assassin Order.

It's a business, it's the Assassins, not us!

It's obvious.

This is sophistry.

But Baker doesn't care, as long as he doesn't tear his face, then play slowly, anyway, those top assassins won't take this order.

The file is taken out.

In the upper right corner, a photo of a black man with big white teeth and a beard instantly appeared in Baker's eyes.

【Lance Hunter】

[Former member of the British Air Service Special Forces, after retiring from the army, mixed in the mercenary industry, taking money to do things, active in the world's hot spots many times, and has dealings with intelligence agencies of various countries, mercenary activities gradually decreased three years ago, and there was news that this person accepted a secret agency of a certain country as his personal mercenary. 】

[Lieutenant Lance Hunt has a total of 23 missions in the Air Service Special Team and his squad, with a 100% completion rate, but the commander of Lance Hunt gave the following comments in his promotion consultation report. 】

[Lieutenant Lance Hunt is an excellent special service member, and the completion rate of his squad is also ahead of other teams, but Lieutenant Lance Hunt has serious personal emotions, and everything is done with personal emotions, he does his own thing, his obedience is not as good as other members, and his command ability is insufficient, so it is not recommended to be promoted to the post of special service commander. 】

The rest.

There is also information on Lance Hunter's family members.

One father, one mother.

One brother, one sister.

Even, the Intercontinental Hotel also gave the current residential addresses of these four people, three in London, and one happens to be in New York.

A sneer flashed across Baker's mouth.

Although Baker didn't know why the black guy Lance Hunt did this, Baker wasn't interested in knowing.

Whoever kills, he will always kill him.

Baker didn't mind if someone wanted to kill him, after all, he also killed, and there was no reason why no one should be allowed to kill him.

But......

As Baker said before.

You can kill me.

But if I don't die, then you'll have to face my furious madness for revenge.

What revenge?

The chickens and dogs are not left, the family, neat and tidy, and the revenge of reunion.

Who dares to stop!

He dared to kill!

……