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The cross defected.

Early this morning, Baker was about to come to the textile factory to punch out as usual, and then he suddenly heard this news when he left work.

defected to this organization, which has been around for more than a thousand years.

Wow.

Balls.

Baker took a bite of the burger he had just bought at a roadside stall outside, then took a sip of coffee with five small boxes of creamer on his hand and walked into the factory director's office on the third floor.

The director was a black man named Morgan Sloan.

If you don't look closely, you will think that the director of the factory looks like the Black Morgan who often serves as president or vice president in Hollywood movies.

Early this morning, Baker was about to come to the textile factory to punch out as usual, and then he suddenly heard this news when he left work.

"Good morning."

Morgan Sloane, who had white curly hair and a white beard, and looked like a real black god, greeted Baker who walked in, and then looked at the few people who walked in and said in a deep voice: "The cross has defected." ”

The repairman, the insecticide, the pharmacist, and the butcher, all four of them had gloomy expressions.

David, who was wearing an off-white suit, had no expression.

The fiery and amorous Fox (fox) looks down and picks up the nail polish applied to his nails with a beautiful dagger.

Baker......

Beck silently sipped the coffee in his cup that was not bitter at all, anyway, he had only joined this organization that claimed to kill one person and save a thousand people for Tianxingdao, and it was not related to that cross, it was none of his business, just hang it high.

The most important point.

Baker has already begun to think about his next home, whether to go to a company with a perfect pension system, or to go to the chain of Intercontinental hotels to place orders and become a free assassin.

Wait a minute......

Isn't there an assassin organization in the Marvel Universe that can live a little longer?

Baker blinked.

Yes.

The universe that Baker is in now is the legendary Marvel Universe with several nines, and the reason why I am not sure how many nines it is is because this does not seem to be a simple Marvel Cinematic Universe, or the Marvel Comics Universe.

At least......

If it were the pure Marvel Universe, the beautiful, sexy, marrow-like fox assassin next to Baker should not exist.

Don't look at Baker as an assassin now, but in fact, Baker wanted to be a good guy when he first started.

But......

It's all forced by life.

Originally, when he first crossed here, Baker wanted to live a safe life, anyway, the sky fell and there was a tall man on the side of the Avengers, but there were unforeseen circumstances, and when Baker was sixteen years old, his cheap parents in this life suffered a car accident and hung up.

On top of that, the damn driver got away with it.

And then ......

In order to support himself and his two younger sisters, Baker had no choice but to find a way to make money, after all, whether it was the rent of the house, his own tuition fees and the tuition fees of his two younger sisters, it was a lot of expenses.

From a gangster bounty hunter in Chicago to a non-famous Assassin in the underworld, Baker was completely forced to take this path, so to speak.

Try to get a sixteen-year-old boy to protect himself and his two younger sisters in Chicago's crime community.

Can the salary from a serious job support three people?

OK.

Baker is a wise man, so for him, in this universe, it makes no difference what industry he chooses.

Besides.

Who said that an assassin could only be a killer, not a hero?

This is also the biggest reason why Baker gave himself a [hero] as his code name.

There is another reason......

[Name: Baker Morton (Haylo Moulton)]

[Age: 25 years old]

[Skills: Pistol Shooting (Expert), Vehicle Piloting (Advanced), Airplane Piloting (Intermediate), Foreign Language (Intermediate), History (Elementary), ......]

[Hero Skills: Marksmanship of Holy Lancer Ranger Lucian, Void Marauder Kazl's Void Attack, Demacia's Strength Galen's Tough Constitution.] 】

[Items: Swift Scout Teemo's Mushroom*2, Scout Ward*2, Sorcerer LeBlanc's Clone Paper Man*2, Great Inventor Heimerdinga's Bamboo Dragonfly*1, Self Gem Shard*1, Kaleiflower Psychic Niko's Transformation Card*1 (Permanent, used Harrow Moulton)]

This is a plug-in that belongs to Baker.

No doubt.

But, twenty-five years have passed, and Baker still hasn't figured out the true face of the plug-in, which is not the same as other glamorous and cheap plug-ins, from the sixteen-year-old Baker's birthday after waking up to provide a lottery, the rest of the time, quiet as a maverick plug-in.

From the age of sixteen to twenty-five, the skills and items on this list are all prescribed by Baker on his birthday once a year.

So......

Baker named himself "HERO".

No way, it's normal to call the skills of League of Legends a code name hero, and besides, who said that an assassin can't be a hero?

"David!"

Morgan Sloane, who was sitting in a chair, looked at David in an off-white suit and said, "You take care of this." ”

David snorted.

All Assassin Orders have an unwritten but mutually abiding rule, that is, once you join, you are a member of the Order for life, in short, life is the organization person, death is the organization ghost.

Except for Baker.

The Assassin organization that Baker had previously joined in his hometown of Chicago was also shut down by the FBI's Gangster Crime Investigation Division after Baker received an offer of admission to New York University.

Otherwise, would Baker have been able to run away to New York to go to college?

Scold.

Half an hour later.

Baker walked side by side with Fawkes, the only female assassin in the Order, from the gate of the textile mill behind him.

"Didi!"

Fox pulled open the driver's door of his fiery red sports car, leaned on it, and said to Baker, "Find a place to have a couple of drinks?" ”

Baker looked up at the sky.

Although it is only February of '04, there is still the sun, and it is still morning at this time.

Baker shook his head: "No, I drank too much last night, go home and catch up on sleep." ”

Fawkes didn't force it, just shrugged his shoulders and said, "Then you'd better be careful." ”

Baker looked at the fox with a pair of charming eyes.

Be careful?

What does he need to be careful of?

The fox's sexy lips moved slightly: "Beware of the cross waiting for you to come home somewhere." ”

Baker laughed, "I'm not familiar with him. ”

"Really?"

"Of course."

"Okay."

“……”

Baker looked at the fox who left a warning and got into the car, and then drove away with a puff of smoke, and now the cross did not protect his son who had been abandoned in his early years, and ran to me?

How is this possible.

I don't know him well.

Half an hour later.

Blonde, blue-eyed, wearing a handmade suit from Italy, cowhide shoes, changed back to his original face, Baker nodded politely with a friendly face and a partner of an investment bank on Wall Street, and entered the elevator at 820 Fifth Avenue.

Top floor.

"Ding!"

Baker stepped out of the elevator, glanced at the two colorful mushrooms that were quietly placed in front of the house, and unlocked the door with his fingerprint.

Entry.

The phone in my arms rang on time.

……

"Hey!"

“Hero。”

"Cross ......"

Baker closed the door with his backhand, and at this moment, on the roof of a bank seven hundred and fifty yards away from here, he aimed a sniper rifle specially designed to fight tanks at the door Baker's cross and said in a cold tone: "Are you at home?" ”

"Not there."

“……”

Cross's mouth opened and he said directly, "You're already in my shooting range." ”

Baker smiled, closed the door directly, looked through the large floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, and then seemed to look at the cross lying on the roof of a certain building: "How did you find my house?" ”

I shouldn't have bought such a grand apartment.

…… Wrong.

I should have bought an island if I knew it should have been.

Although the floor-to-ceiling windows of this apartment are all made of bulletproof glass, it is impossible to protect against bullets made by hand from the cross.

"Your disguise isn't very sophisticated."

Cross looked at Baker with a sniper rifle as he moved towards the bar counter in the living room, and said in a deep voice, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Drink."

While chatting on the phone, Baker took out the bottle of bourbon that he had just opened yesterday from the wine cabinet, poured himself a glass, and said, "Would you like to come over for a drink?" ”

Cross chuckled, "I don't dare expose myself to your sight." ”

There are many practitioners in the Assassin industry, some of whom have been discharged from the elite forces of various countries, and some who have been trained since childhood by various organizations.

But......

Not to mention the dark side of the world, just to say that in the New York assassin circle, don't stand in the sight of the [hero] and shoot him, this matter is already something that a new assassin must know to enter the industry.

Even if you're holding a gun to Baker's head who hasn't pulled it out, you won't have any chance to pull the trigger.

The corners of Baker's mouth arced slightly: "So, you're going to kill me?" ”

"Nope."

The cross said directly: "I just have a new perspective on the organization, the organization has been ruined, Sloan has broken the code. ”

Baker pushed open the floor-to-ceiling windows and walked to the balcony, glancing at the two-thirds of Central Park in full view: "Why are you telling me this, don't you want me to break away from the organization like you." ”

"Yes."

"Then you should know what the cost of leaving the organization will be, the assassin industry is not another industry, and it doesn't mean that you can change jobs if you can change jobs."

There were only two ways to break away from the Assassin Order.

Either you die.

Either the organization is destroyed.

If you die, naturally, you will wash your hands of gold.

If the organization is destroyed, naturally, the company will be retired without you.

There was no fluctuation in the cross's tone: "Who did Sloan send to hunt me?" ”

"David." Baker directly sold David, who has always been a stinky fart: "So David is your Mr. X, I'm not." ”

"Will you help him?"

"For what?"

“……”

Seven hundred and fifty yards away, the cross looked through the sniper scope at Baker, who was sitting on a balcony chair and relaxed, and was silent for a while, turning on the safety of the sniper rifle: "I have no intention of making enemies of you, Hero." ”

"Me too."

"Goodbye."

"No."

Baker threw the black-screened phone onto the round glass table in front of him, his eyes flickering slightly.

Isn't my disguise shrewd?

Scold.

It wasn't meant to be a pretense for you to look at on the wall.

One word.

These disguises of his are all for the ordinary world outside, after all, although he is in the dark world, he lives in the ordinary world.

Baker shook his head, drank the bourbon from his glass, and then got up and grabbed his phone and walked inside.

"Tick!"

"Buzz!"

The curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows, which are as wide as 60 square meters, fall instantly, and with the fall of the light-proof curtains, the lights in the living room of nearly 200 square meters are instantly lit.

No doubt.

This is a luxury house, with a combined area of more than 600 square meters on the upper, middle and lower floors, and Baker spent nearly 50 million when he bought it last year.

The kitchen has a skylight to soak up the sun, the dining room can accommodate up to 10 guests, the large mirrors are lined with wine storage cabinets, and the nearly 12-square-meter private terrace offers views of Central Park next door......

Frankly speaking, if Baker had worked diligently, he would never have been willing to spend so much money on such a luxury apartment.

But......

Since joining the Assassin industry, Baker finally knows why more and more young people are drilling into the industry.

None of them.

The money comes too quickly, and I'm used to pulling the trigger to get hundreds of thousands, millions of dollars, and I'm afraid that only a fool will choose to sit in the office.

This is also the reason why Baker had saved up enough for college when he was in Chicago, but he still plunged headfirst into the New York Assassin world on his first day in New York.

From thrift to luxury.

It is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.

……

Baker smiled even more when he thought about the cross's warning, he hadn't thought about what he was going to do from the moment he knew about the cross's defection.

As for the truth about the cross, Carlos said that he had discovered the organization, and the interest was even more lacking.

Isn't it just that the names of the members of the organization appear on the Destiny Loom?

As for defecting?

But it's right to think about it, Baker thinks that if he was brainwashed and instilled since he was a child that they were doing things for heaven and doing things for God, he suddenly discovered one day that the loom of fate can be manipulated by man, then no one would be able to accept it for a while.

OK......

Baker was an atheist.

Of course.

This is the Marvel Universe, there are gods, but Baker feels that his soul is still another world after all, so the gods here are not worthy of his respect, and similarly, the gods here can't control him.

Of course.

Baker was an Assassin, but a principled Assassin, and Baker set himself three Assassin rules.

First, innocent people are not killed.

Baker was also an ordinary person in his previous life, although the world was a playground for him, but if the playground was empty, there was no interest in how a person played.

Although Aegis and the military dominate in Marvel, this is a real world, and although it will not die if it provokes law enforcement agencies, it will be very troublesome.