George didn't want to be like this if he could.

But......

George was rotten.

No way.

Even if George insisted on his opinion, what was the use, before he could react, Hawke had already even had the key to his house, and went straight to the house.

Not only does his daughter Gwen like it, but his wife also likes it, and even, even the poor three little ones, who have little say and little sense of presence at home, like their sister's boyfriend very much.

In such a situation, George said that he did not like it, and would only make himself unwelcome in this home.

For God's sake.

This is from my house.

George tried to reason with Helen, and then he was kicked out of the bedroom and went to sleep alone in the study.

Then another thing happened, and when it was rotten, George suddenly felt that, aside from the fact that Hawke was the killer King, in fact, Hawke was still a very good and excellent boy.

Again, that's the same sentence.

If Hawke wasn't the killer King, in George's opinion, Hawke would be a very good and high-quality son-in-law.

But it seems that it's not bad to be a killer.

There are thousands of killers in the world, and the New York city accounts for half of them.

And in the killer circle in New York, there are only three people who can be called the killer triumvirate, unfortunately, one of the triumvirate is my son-in-law!

So......

After George finished speaking, he looked at Hawke on the side: "What I want to ask is, is there a suspicious target in the impression of such an assassination method and style." ”

Hawke looked at George with a strange gaze: "You want the killer King to be your informant?" ”

George nodded.

"Sort of."

"Nope."

"What?"

"It's not good to be an informant."

Hawke looked serious: "You know, Erwuzai, is the most annoying." ”

Just like when I was in school, my classmates would naturally exclude students who liked to make small reports, and the second or more advanced informant was actually no different from the students who made small reports.

The corners of George's mouth twitched as he heard this.

He suspected that Hawke was implicating him, and besides, he had proof.

George took a deep breath and looked at Hawke with a gloomy expression.

"Zach Stanley."

"What's wrong with him?"

"If I don't say it, will you know?"

MMP。

If I hadn't been worried about your safety at the time, would I have texted and called again to tell you the truth and route of your operation?

What's up?

I can help you, you don't know how to help me?

It's ungrateful.

George thought indignantly.

But......

George looked at Hawke, but found that a smile that was difficult to describe gradually appeared on Hawke's face.

That's when it happened.

Hawke nodded happily.

"George, I knew that you were on my side, okay, you help me, and I will help you."

“……”

How does this sound weird?

A thought arose in George's mind.

Hawke touched his chin.

"Bullets fired parallel from the windows on the sixth floor, and bullets from unobstructed heights through the skylight into the Heavenly Spirit Cover, in King's impression, there is an organization that likes to play this kind of assassination."

"Really!"

"Of course."

"Who?"

"It's not anyone, it's the organization!"

Hawke looked at George, shook his head, and said, "I...... How does King know who it is, the killers of that organization, they all kill people like this, just like the Mechanic Killer Organization, each member's killing method is the same, and they all like to disguise their targets as accidental deaths. ”

In fact, when George had just opened his mouth to tell the case on the sixth floor, Hawke already knew who did it.

When George spoke out about the murder on the road in broad daylight, it was even more certain.

Although the case on the road is a little different from the movie, the problem is not very big, if nothing else, it should be Wesley Cross who killed him.

Son of the cross Carlos Cross.

But......

It's one thing for Hawke to know, but it's another to tell George directly.

One word.

Hawke is not a two-five boy.

At the very least, you can't just be a two-five boy.

To add......

Bah.

To be exchanged.

George didn't give him some useful information in exchange, so why did Hawke tell George what he knew.

No one can prostitute Hawk for nothing.

No one!

Belch......

No human being can prostitute him for nothing.

Well.

The image of the jeep in Hawke's mind flashed again, making Hawke a little disappointed, before, he could shout such a sentence with confidence, but now, he no longer has this confidence.

MMP。

It's all George's fault.

If it weren't for George and his brother Arthur, who were so idle that they had nothing to do, they had to trouble Alex Willak, and they wouldn't have let Alex Willenc order the butcher to kill Gwen and that Jill, and if there wasn't a butcher, Hawke wouldn't have appeared over there, and if he hadn't, Emilia Willenc wouldn't have known his identity.

So......

It's all George's fault.

George was stunned.

After George listened to Hawke's words, he was just about to ask what this killer organization and the mechanic organization in Hawke's mouth were, he suddenly felt that at that moment, a deep, deep resentment rose from Hawke's body.

The target of resentment is him.

I......

What the hell did I do to you, am I not good to you?

George couldn't help but feel endless resentment.

Damn.

I knew you were King, so I didn't arrest you, this is my biggest dereliction of duty as a police detective.

I obviously don't want you to associate with my daughter, so I don't beat the mandarin ducks, which is my biggest dereliction of duty as a father.

Even......

I've got you back the information.

Isn't that enough, you still have the face to blame me?

Thereupon......

On the rooftop.

Hawke and George exuded resentment at each other, and then, looking at each other.

The resentment came to an abrupt end at the moment when the two of them met.

Half ringing.

George, who is older than Hawke, but who thinks that he doesn't have Hawke, coughed and said bluntly: "The organization you said ...... this organization"

"Destiny!"

"What?"

George frowned: "Destiny? ”

Hawke nodded: "Yes, the Mandate of Heaven Organization, a maverick killer organization in the killer world. ”

said.

While thinking about why George suddenly had so much resentment towards himself just now, Hawke briefly explained to George the core purpose of this Mandate of Heaven organization and the assassination methods of its members.

Of course.

It also includes marksmanship that can bend bullets that only members of the Mandate of Destiny can learn and that only members of the Mandate of Destiny can use.

Hawke shrugged: "If what you just said is correct, the way of the two dead, from a scientific point of view, there is no way to do it, if this is true, then, it is the killers of this Mandate of Heaven that attacked, only the Mandate of Heaven can make bullets shoot their targets from a weird and unscientific angle." ”

Of course.

Weird and unscientific, it's for ordinary people.

Hawke may not be able to shoot this bullet, but it is actually easy to protect against it.

The principle is equally simple.

Hawke didn't even need to think about why this guy's bullet was so weird.

When all the bullets are fired, there is only one goal, and that is to kill.

No matter where the bullet came from, no matter what Thomas maneuver was playing in the air, Hawke only needed to know that the bullet was coming at him.

Knowing this, it's easy to be prepared.

Hawke only needs to shoot down that bullet the moment it gets close, and nothing else needs to be thought about.

Not to mention......

Bullets may not be able to pierce his body now.

After listening to it, George's expression was the same as that of all ordinary people.

Shocking!

"Bullets...... Will you turn a corner? ”

"That's right."

"You've seen it?"

"King has seen it, he has seen it!"

"It's not scientific."

"I'm a high school student."

“……”

George looked up at Hawke, a little curious: "Will you?" ”

Hawke shook his head, "No." ”

George sighed: "I can't learn." ”

The corners of Hawke's mouth twitched: "King, that's not interested in learning, besides, gun fighting is an unpassed secret of the Heavenly Mandate Organization, and only the killers of the Heavenly Destiny Organization are qualified to learn it." ”

George smiled politely: "I thought King was the Big Three, and he could learn whatever he wanted." ”

After speaking.

George looked down, thinking back to some of the points of knowledge that Hawke had just popularized.

The corners of Hawke's mouth twitched.

He seriously suspected that George was laughing at him for being a dignified killer triumvirate who did not live up to his name.

thinks that anything is not interested, it is all his Hawke's justification, and the biggest reason is that even if King is a dignified triumvirate, he can't learn anything he wants.

Implication.

I almost said to him, "You're just like that!" ”

Hawke looked up at the sky and silently took a deep breath.

No way!

The Buddha fights for a stick of incense, and people fight for a breath.

I can't just learn what I want?

Hehe.

You wait for me, George.

Isn't it just gunfighting?

What's the problem with this, when the time comes, when I learn, if I use this trick in front of you, you must not drop your chin on the ground.

I'm not going to pick it up for you.

Hawke thought to himself, and then remembered the surprise he was going to give George tonight.

"Now it's my turn."

"What?"

George, who was in deep thought, heard this, came back to his senses, looked at Hawke, and then raised his eyebrows: "By the way, what did you just want to say?" ”

Hawke nodded: "Yes, there is one thing I want to tell you, I think you will be very happy to hear this news." ”

George frowned.

The next second.

Hawke smiled brightly and told George the good news.

"King is going to stop!"

“……”