「…… You can find a house with a red gate on Paris's Avenue Paradiso, where the person who kidnapped your daughter was.

They all have bloody hands tattooed on the back of their right hands, and I think you will never be mistaken.

I don't think I'll tell you what to do after that.

Keep in mind that you only have 96 hours from now on, as that's how long they need to wait for the medical report and pricing evaluation.

Once this time is exceeded, then there will be no trace of your daughter again.

Also, take this, if you can find a way back to New York, then I can help you."

Du Wei, who had finished the information without reservation, handed over a black and gold business card.

After a moment of silence, Bill finally let go of his clenched fist and took over the thin business card.

When he heard what Du Wei said, he was not as calm as he seemed in his heart.

To him, his daughter is everything to him!

He didn't expect his ex-wife to agree to let an underage girl go abroad alone.

He didn't expect that his daughter would be taken away because of this trip.

He now regrets why he signed the document that denied him access in the first place.

If he had custody, he would not have signed the document authorizing the minor to travel abroad.

But now it's too late.

Since the incident has happened, he can only calm himself down as soon as possible and think about what to do next.

Although he did not know whether the 96 hours he was talking about were accurate, he clearly understood that even if he was to leave for Paris, it would be at least 16 hours later.

In other words, he didn't have as many hours as 96 hours, and he needed to find his daughter in less than 80 hours and do everything he could to get her out.

And if the Bloody Hand was really as terrible as Du Wei said, perhaps how to escape from Paris was the most important question for him to think about.

The only thing to be thankful for now is that Du Wei gave him a sufficiently detailed address.

Paradise Street, red gates, bloody hand tattoos.

Bill took these key messages to heart.

With these, even the worst can be achieved...... No, there is no worst outcome, he will definitely be able to save his daughter!

Bill took a deep breath, got up from his seat, took a deep look at Dewey, and walked towards the cockpit.

Now that there is such a big hole in the fuselage of the plane and there are fatalities, according to the emergency regulations, the first officer must find a way to make a forced landing to the nearest airport as soon as possible.

So he now had to find out if there was a direct flight to Paris at the airport they were going to.

If not, he wouldn't mind changing the co-pilot's mind with the gun in his hand.

Even if it might put him on the charge, he didn't care.

If it weren't for the plane's lack of fuel, he would have wanted to turn into a real hijacker and fly it to Paris in Gaul.

Looking at Bill's back as he walked towards the cockpit, Du Wei smiled silently.

With Bill, a ruthless man, going to the trouble of the Bloody Hand Faction, then the Bloody Hand Faction must have a headache for a while.

And with Bill's potential, the Bloody Hand faction's energy will also be dispersed from New York, which will be of great benefit to him in controlling New York. ….

Now, the existing high-table forces in New York City have almost been taken over.

The Continental Hotel exists in name only.

The Kemorra family is gone.

The Divine Will's Secret Society is about to follow in the footsteps of the Kemora family.

The Bloody Hand would soon suffer damage to Bill's most important business in Gaul.

Then there is only one thing left that is still eyeing New York - the Illuminati.

As long as the Illuminati are settled, with the help of Lincoln, who replaced the state legislators, and the support of Washington, New York can be said to be completely under the control of Dewey.

After all, another king of the underworld in New York is rising, Elijah.

Elijah was a smart man, and he naturally knew that only by cooperating with Dewey could the interests of both parties be maximized.

For both Elijah and Dewey, stability is what both sides want to see.

Feeling that he was getting closer and closer to completing his grand goal, Du Wei did not feel much relaxed in his heart.

Because in addition to the immediate ambition to take control of New York, there is another thing that is more important to care about.

That's an asteroid from the sky.

Du Wei has not forgotten what Mindy said when he appeared on the comedy show, and Du Wei, who knows the truth of the matter, will not think it is a joke.

In other words, if Du Wei didn't do something, the human race would probably only be a month away from extinction.

"Oh, what an eventful time."

Du Wei shook his head slightly, shaking these troubled thoughts out of his head.

There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, not to mention that he already has a plan that is gradually taking shape.

Du Wei, who came back to his senses, suddenly noticed a malicious gaze.

Du Wei looked in the direction of his gaze and saw Tom, who was tied to the seat with his seat belt, staring at him viciously, and repeating a sentence with his mouth.

"You're dead!"

Du Wei smiled slightly, turned his head and used his eyes to suggest that 47, who was sitting not far away, would make a move.

Knowingly, 47 took off his oxygen mask, grabbed a piece of iron with a sharp edge in his hand, and passed by Tom as if he was going to the bathroom.

In a moment that no one noticed, 47 used the piece of iron in his hand to cut the seat belt precisely to the right position - it would break if he struggled.

Tom soon noticed that the seat belt that should have stood the test had loosened, and his heart immediately rejoiced.

It may be that the seat belt manufacturer has received a kickback, or that he has been lucky enough to encounter a defective product with a very small probability.

In short, he knew very well that he would be able to get out of the predicament soon.

So Bill, who was talking to the co-pilot outside the cockpit and trying to get the co-pilot to open the door, did him a big favor.

Tom quietly unfastened the harness that bound him.

The passengers around him were looking in the direction of the cockpit in trepidation, and the curtain separating the first class cabin and the cockpit had already flown out of the window due to pressure when the glass was broken.

So they've been waiting nervously for the cabin announcements that might go off.

In this case, no one will pay attention to the two *** who are firmly tied.

So when they found out that Tom was out of trouble, they immediately let out a cry of terror. ….

Tom lunged at Bill as fast as he could in his life, and the cockpit door slowly opened under Bill's verbal assault.

Bill, who heard the shouting, turned his head in confusion and saw a dark shadow rushing towards him.

Bill, who was extremely angry in his heart, had no intention of handing over the criminal to justice at this time.

He wanted to get angry, and he didn't hesitate to draw his gun and shoot.

Bang!

A crisp gunshot shook the first-class passengers to cover their ears.

And the black shadow that stopped was shot in the forehead, and slowly fell down with puzzlement.

In Tom's prior research, Bill wasn't the kind of agent who would shoot directly into a lethal spot, and even if he had to do so, he would shoot at a place like his leg that could incapacitate people without hurting his life.

That's why Tom dared to try his hand at punching the cockpit with his bare hands.

With the slightest relenting heart, he could possibly kill the co-pilot, perhaps the only co-pilot on the plane, and achieve the goal he had set before he got on the plane.

But things don't always turn out the way he planned, like the pressure bomb that was supposed to be on the plane, and Bill became cruel under Dewey's friendly reminder.

Looking at Tom as he fell, there was no emotion in Bill's eyes.

It's just a shooting report, he doesn't care.

Now even if God dares to interfere with him saving his daughter, then he dares to shoot at God!

After glancing indifferently at the bleeding corpse, Bill asked Nancy to dispose of the corpse while he stepped into the cockpit and forced the co-pilot to the nearest international airport to Paris.

For the sake of the passengers' safety, the co-pilot, who didn't want to listen to Bill, wisely turned around slightly after seeing Bill's air agent card and the still hot pistol, and gave a brief report to the Transportation Bureau.

When he saw that things were going in the direction he wanted, the sadness on Bill's face did not decrease.

Because every minute and every second that has passed now means that his daughter is suffering.

Maybe even for a second at night, he will never see his daughter again in his life.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't fly, he really wanted to jump out of the broken window of the economy class.

'Gotta hold on, Kim. ，

Bill kept silently in his mind.

……

Tom's accomplice, the black boy, jumped when he heard the gunshots coming from the first class cabin from behind, and the unobstructed aisle allowed him to see what was happening in the first class cabin at a glance.

When he saw Tom's motionless body and the blood oozing from under it, he understood that the righteous aerial agent was serious.

This made him, who did not want to die, immediately extinguish all other thoughts and threw away the needle in his hand to free himself.

Then his eyes fell on the seat belt that Tom had broken free, and when he saw that there were two-thirds of the flat cut on the cut surface of the seat belt, he was proficient in network engineering technology and had a strong sense of logic, and he immediately understood something.

He looked back at the man who had sabotaged Tom's plan and was constantly threatened by Tom. ….

Is that him?

Looking at Du Wei's face that looked peaceful in the sun, the black brother felt a chill in his heart.

In other words, Tom's ability to break free from his seat belt is purely a conspiracy, a conspiracy to kill Tom by Bill's hand.

This guy has completely played with everyone's psychology!

The black guy who thought of this immediately withdrew his gaze in fear.

He understood how Tom broke free from his seat belt, but he didn't know how Dewey did it.

In other words, if Du Wei wanted to, killing him would be a matter of effort.

This never-before-seen way of killing made the black brother break out in cold sweat on his forehead.

He's not like Tom, he wants nothing more than money, he doesn't want to kill or die.

He just wanted to live well with enough money to spend until he died.

So the black guy tried to bend his body as much as possible to avoid Du Wei's gaze.

As long as you can't see me, then ...... Are you alright?

On the other side, Du Wei, who noticed the black brother's movement, smiled.

A madman must die, but that would be a scared black guy?

Let him sit through the prison.

Du Wei turned his head to look out the window at the approaching airport and yawned.

I didn't sleep well this night, and I hope he can sleep peacefully after the change.

Soon, under the avoidance of all civil airliners, the damaged Boeing plane finally landed safely on the runway.

Then police cars, fire trucks, ambulances, and countless media outlets surrounded the plane.

It's just that the 'hero' they wanted to interview, Bill had already taken advantage of the chaos to quietly go to the flight to Paris.

The media, who don't know the truth, can only say that this 'hero' is being treated in the hospital for the time being.

Then, at Du Wei's request, the three of them refused psychological counseling and took a new civil airplane to New York again.

This time, I didn't meet Liam, Tom and other air heroes

Finish.

The three of them landed at the New York International Airport very steadily.

Lucas looked at the familiar layout of the New York International Airport and had to sigh that he had a really fulfilling day.

But he couldn't stay long at this time.

Because the side effects of NZT-48 were imminent, he needed to lock himself in his room with chains to prevent him from doing something he didn't know about when he lost time.

So he hurriedly said goodbye to Du Wei and 47, and then agreed to the next reunion, and immediately stopped a taxi and left the airport.

47 looked at Lucas's departing back, although his face was expressionless, but there was a lot of worry in his heart, and even his eyes fluctuated slightly.

He knew Lucas as well as Lucas knew him.

Therefore, Lucas's anomaly 47 is actually in his eyes, but he has been in a state of emotional loss for a long time, and he doesn't know how to open his mouth to understand Lucas's situation.

He could only hide these worries in his eyes, waiting for an opportunity to find out.

But Du Wei, who noticed the fluctuation of 47 eyes, took the initiative to tell the truth of the matter:

"He's taking NZT-48, a brain development drug with enough side effects to die.

And it's as addictive as a banned drug." ….

NZT-48？

The name 47 is not unfamiliar.

He didn't expect Lucas to be taking this drug.

In his 47-year career as a professional killer, he has been tasked with assassinating guys who use this drug.

In short, even if the side effects of the drug can't kill the user, the manufacturer will commission a killer like 47 to kill these guys.

Because when the data that the producer needs to observe is in hand, these guys are no different from the garbage that is waiting to be disposed of in the garbage can.

So if Lucas continues to use it, death is his final destination!

"Is there a solution?"

"Yes, you can take NZT for a long time without side effects.

It's just that if you want to study this kind of NZT without side effects, you need to find its perfect receptor.

I think you've been in contact with a lot of people who use NZT-48, and their strength varies greatly from person to person, right?"

47 looked up at Du Wei, a little surprised that Du Wei knew so much about NZT-48.

"Yes, even though this NZT-48 is a brain development drug, the targets I've been dealing with in my assignments have been uneven.

Some guys have even experienced symptoms similar to severe hallucinations after taking NZT48 temporarily.

I don't know why, but I think you know all this, right?"

Facing 47's rhetorical question, Du Wei smiled and took out a transparent pill in a sealed bag from his pocket and replied:

"Yes, because I have NZT-48 on my hands.

And you've seen that perfect receptor before."

Ever seen one?

47's pupils contracted suddenly, quickly recalling everything in the abandoned subway base.

As a genetically optimized presence, 47's short-term memory is clearly comparable to that of the brain after taking NZT-48.

So he quickly determined who was the NZT-48 user.

"Is it Eddie?"

"Yes, it's him."

"How long has he been taking it?"

"Two months."

"Two months?!"

There was a clear fluctuation of surprise in 47's tone.

As a killer with an agent, he naturally got the average lifespan of an NZT-48 user from Diana.

Most ordinary people don't last more than a month before their bodies will be abnormal, and at this time, killers like 47 will dispose of them and destroy their bodies

Extinction.

And more than a month of NZT-48 users, 47 have never seen.

Is this what makes perfect receptors special?

Immediately, 47 realized what Du Wei meant just now, that only with a perfect receptor can NZT-48 be developed without side effects, so Du Wei is already developing a replacement for NZT-48?

That is, Lucas was saved?

Sensing the hope of saving Lucas,47 he immediately looked into Du Wei's eyes, and then asked firmly:

"What do I need to do to get it for a long time?"

Du Wei smiled, patted 47's shoulder and said:

"Just do what you do best.

Don't worry, it won't be long before I let each of you have the life you want.

Of course, I don't think a peaceful life is for you.

After all, some people are born killers, and they are destined to die in the mission to be the perfect ending.

However, I think that day will only come when you are tired of living now......

Before Du Wei finished speaking, suddenly the encrypted mobile phone on his body rang, and it was Frank calling.

Du Wei frowned, there are only two possibilities for Frank to take the initiative to call, one is that he has no money and needs support, and the other is that something has happened.

After Frank joined the Salvation Organization, Du Wei has always been very generous, and only the latter is the latter.

If something happens to Frank, it usually means that things are dangerous.

Sure enough, when Du Wei answered the phone, Frank's very anxious voice came out of the speaker:

"Du Wei, I've been put on the move!

I woke up on a nightclub date and was sick.

I thought I had some kind of STD, but apparently the person who was doing it to me kindly reminded me.

They injected me with some kind of drug that the Honorable Society produces.

I'm feeling very bad right now, and I need your help with me!"

(Thank you for the monthly pass of sauce sipid, looking for life Yiren, and Hee Fengeryi, thank you!) ）

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