Proko nodded that as long as he could get out, many things would be easy to do.

He said to Jackson, "Do your job, whatever you need, just ask." ”

"Okay, no problem."

Jackson packed his things, knowing that Rebecca and Procott had something to say, and walked out of the room by himself.

Rebecca took the financial statements out of her satchel and handed them over.

Procott flipped it a few times and threw it aside impatiently.

After the lawyer left, he no longer hid the expression on his face, and he felt that illegal possession of firearms was not a big problem, and the big deal was to pay a huge fine, which was a small matter for him.

But Alex jumped out to rebel, which was indeed unexpected by him, and would also cause him great trouble.

Rebecca asked in a low voice, "Are you worried about Alex?" ”

"Either it doesn't rain, and when you get up, it's a downpour." Procott showed a hint of tiredness in his eyes: "I underestimated Alex, he picked a good time. ”

Rebecca put her hand on her neck and slashed, "Can you get Borden to do something?" ”

"Since Alex dares to say these things to you, he must be ready, Boden probably won't even have a chance to get close."

Proct shook his head, his fingers tapping lightly on the table: "Let's go back first, let Borden try it, if we can't find a chance, we'll find a way." ”

Rebecca, who had never seen Procot look so decadent, gritted her teeth, and got up to leave.

In the evening, Ethan came to Davis's Bar after work.

After a few glasses of whiskey, he glanced around, "Didn't Jabber come over tonight?" ”

Candy wiped the cup on his hand with a towel: "He went back to New York yesterday, saying that there was something urgent." ”

According to Hood, Jaber has been searching for the whereabouts of the rabbit for the past few days, and he is still in a hurry, Ethan took out his mobile phone and called Jabbie, but no one answered.

Ethan put down his phone and asked with some concern:

"Did he tell you anything?"

"You know him." Candy shrugged and set the cleaned cup aside.

Ethan smiled dumbly, too, these two people disliked each other as soon as they met, and it is estimated that Jabber will not communicate with Candy if there is anything.

"How are you and Carly?" Candy picked up another cup and asked Ethan.

"Not good."

"Please, don't do this, we need you."

Candy stopped what she was doing, pulled over a chair and sat down: "She apologized to us for the sake of the child." ”

In previous operations, Ethan has played the role of an assaulter.

Whether it was the rescue of Hood or the bombing of Procco's special den, Candy was impressed by his strong fighting power.

If he really quits the team, his combat power will immediately drop by a large block.

Ethan curled the corners of his mouth, picked up his glass and took a sip of whiskey: "Without us, I only heard her say sorry to you." ”

"She did something wrong, and my request was simple, I just needed her to honestly say sorry, but she couldn't do it."

Candy took off his hat and scratched his gray hair:

"I heard from Jabber that you choked Carly enough."

"That's what happened to my companion for not being informed, and she should be thankful that I didn't get the kick in her face, not resentment."

Candy didn't know what to say for a while, so she had to pick up the towel again.

If you want to talk about the last incident, in fact, the most opinionated is candy, and if it is all mixed with private work, he is actually the most at a loss, after all, he can only do support work.

Because of this, he can't turn his face as hard as Ethan, the last time he hijacked the ticket of the money car, it was enough for him to live for several years.

Talking about these things, Ethan was not in the mood to continue drinking, and quickly checked out and left.

Ethan was lying on the couch in his pants, drinking beer and fighting on the TV.

Just as he was enjoying a comfortable time alone, a sound of dripping sounds.

Ethan sat up and looked at the monitor hanging to the side, a blue pickup truck parked outside the gate, and Hood was waving at the monitor.

At night, he didn't make a phone call, what did he come to do.

Ethan flipped the switch in confusion and walked to the porch with his beer.

Soon, Hood's car drove in so fast that he didn't even get out of it, and hurriedly shouted to Ethan:

"Let's go, we've found out where the rabbit is hiding."

Ethan didn't move right away, as Hood thought, but instead raised the beer bottle and took a sip and stood still.

Now business is business, and private affairs are private.

Carly upset him last time, and he couldn't fight for her, and the rabbit wasn't easy to mess with.

Hood saw that Ethan was just drinking beer in silence, and instantly understood what he meant.

But there are not many people who can help him now, and Hood said helplessly:

"Jaber is injured, it's the rabbit he found."

"He was hit by a car while he was escaping, and now he is in the New York Presbyterian Hospital, he is in danger at any time, and we must find him before the rabbit people and get him away."

"Please, it's not for Carly, it's for Jabber."

Ethan sighed, and said how he couldn't contact Jabber, he put down the wine bottle and walked into the house:

"Wait a minute."

Ethan walked back to the bedroom, quickly dressed up, the gun that had been reported at the police station could not be used, so he took the black gun that Jia Boyun had given him earlier.

The silver sand eagle was taken out of the space and stuffed into the holster under his armpit.

The belt of the Uzi submachine gun was hung over his shoulder, and he was perfectly covered by a wide baseball uniform.

I took two of the magazines and put them on my body to pretend to be, and the rest were in the space.

He put on another pair of flat, black-rimmed glasses, picked up a peaked cap, and walked quickly outside the house.

Hood was anxiously smoking a cigarette in the cab, and when he saw the lights in the room turned off, he quickly threw away the cigarette butt.

Soon, Ethan came out of the house.

When he opened the car door, he was stunned by his outfit.

Ethan noticed his gaze and casually dropped his cap onto the center console and lifted his coat.

Inside, there was a huge silver desert eagle on the left, and a submachine gun hanging on the right, which looked murderous.

Hood looked at M1911 awkwardly and exhaled lightly, this time he came to find Ethan was the right one.

Seeing the direction in which the car was traveling, Ethan couldn't help but ask:

"Where are we going?"

"Candy."

"Walter?"

Ethan hurriedly shook his head: "Save people quickly, are you sure?" ”

Hood thought the same, he glanced at Ethan, turned the wheel and drove in the other direction.

Ethan didn't say anything this time, Hood had to deal with the rabbit, and finding Carly was a matter of course.

The blue pickup truck quickly stopped in front of the Brook Valley Motel, and Hood got out of the car and ran up to the second floor, and after a while, he walked down alone.

The car started again and sped to Mayor Gordon's residence.

Hood had a cold face all the way, stopped the car, walked over quickly, and slammed on the door.

Ethan didn't get out of the car and lit a cigarette.

Inexplicably, I have a hunch that there will be a good show later.

(End of chapter)