"No problem, just ask."

The goatee lowered his hand from the handle of the gun at his waist, afraid that the person in front of him had no desires, as long as he had a request, it would be easy to do.

"You must be a very powerful person."

Ethan stared at him deadly: "Do you know about the hunting of stowaways on the border?" ”

The goatee fluttered for a while, thinking that the other party was going to add money, but I didn't expect that it was really asking for something.

He hesitated for a moment: "I know." ”

"Have you had any loved ones killed?"

"It's none of your business." Ethan didn't expect it to be effortless, and hurriedly said: "You tell me what you know, and I will help you do this." ”

The goatee pursed his lips and spoke:

"Tomorrow you finish your work, and I'll tell you what you want to know."

The corners of Ethan's mouth twitched, and he was about to ask.

"A friend invited me to go before." Goatee continues:

"But I refused, I can't do this kind of thing, my interests are all maintained by you friends."

"They're driving jeeps, aren't they?"

"I'll reach out to my friends tonight and ask for information about the organizers, and you'll finish the task tomorrow, and I promise I'll tell you what you want to know."

Even the jeep was out of the way, and it seems that this goatee really knows something.

Ethan hesitated, originally wanting to ask the goatee on the spot.

Unexpectedly, he also heard it from a friend, this should not be false, in the eyes of the goatee, he is the party who is decided, and he can't deceive people.

If you force him to ask him, and then go to his friends, it is easy to make waves in the middle.

Believe him once for the time being, if he doesn't provide information tomorrow, it's not too late to do it again, and it's not in a hurry anyway.

In the case of strength, you have to choose what to do.

Even if he wants to cheat himself, Ethan is confident that he will pay the price.

Ethan clapped his hand on the suitcase and deliberately asked:

"How do I know if you'll kill me after it's done."

Seeing that he was relieved, the goatee's eyes showed a hint of a smile:

"Friend, I just need a fresh face, don't worry, I'm not a capricious villain, I will help you understand the information you need."

"I hope you keep your word."

"Of course."

The two shook hands.

At the direction of the goatee, the man in the black leather coat took Ethan to a motel.

He also expressed his understanding for this kind of thing.

When they encounter an unreliable one, they just take $50,000 and slip away, and they have nowhere to find it.

After checking into the hotel, Ethan looked at the $50,000 in the box and smiled, threw it into the space, and after coming here, one by two rushed to give him money.

In the middle, he sent another text message to Letty, saying that he had something to do and needed to be busy, and he would contact him tomorrow.

The appearance of the goatee man gave him a great gain.

Even if he goes back on his word, he will always find a breakthrough by directly interrogating him tomorrow.

Tomorrow Senator McLaughlin will give a public speech outside the city council, and Goatee has already arranged everything so that he only needs to put a bullet into the senator's arm.

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, at half past twelve at noon.

There was a knock in the room, and Ethan, dressed in the same clothes he had worn yesterday, removed the chair against the door.

The white man in the black leather coat had already appeared at the doorway, and he took a comb to straighten his parted hair, and waved his head at Ethan.

Grabbing his backpack, Ethan walked down the parking lot with him, stopping in front of a silver Toyota station wagon.

"You just get in the car, remember, one o'clock and four separate guns, this is the boss's request, don't make a mistake, the next things have been arranged."

The leather-clad man patted his hand with a wooden comb and pulled the door open for Ethan.

"Got it."

Ethan didn't say anything, and got into the car.

After ten minutes of driving, the road became congested, and the roadside was full of propaganda slogans, and the photo of the goatee shown to Ethan yesterday was printed everywhere.

From time to time, cars whizzed by, and the people in the cars waved slogans and flags for the election without stopping.

These people seem to be supporters of that senator.

The Toyota station wagon plunged headlong into the middle of nowhere, turned a few corners, and came to a stop behind an office building.

It's close to the city council, about 300 meters away, and you can hear the cheers of the crowd in the distance.

Ethan pressed the cap down and smiled.

Unexpectedly, he actually made a cameo appearance as an assassin, and others didn't know that he was going to hit his arm, so he had to be careful later, and it would be over if he was caught.

Taking out the glove strap from the space, he pulled open the car door and walked into the office building with his head down.

As soon as he entered, a man dressed as a cleaner waved at him, and Ethan walked in his direction and followed the man into the bathroom.

The man threw a janitor's gray jumpsuit to him, patted it on the cleaning trolley, and turned away.

Ethan understood, and quickly put the cleaner's clothes on.

After a while, a cleaner with a cap pushed the cleaning cart into the elevator and pressed the button on the 10th floor.

Coming to the top floor of the office building, he pushed a trolley to the bathroom.

After making sure there was no one inside, Ethan took a sign from the cleaning cart that was being repaired and hung it on the doorknob.

Push the car in and open the storage lid.

Inside the black garbage bag was a brand-new AR-15 with a scope thoughtfully attached to it.

Take off your cleaning clothes and put on a soft rubber mask.

Ethan walked out of the bathroom with the AR-15 in his hand, from the fire escape to the rooftop.

The sun was scorching above, and the floor slabs were hot.

In order not to reveal his target, he took off his cap and bent over to the top parapet.

First, the probe glanced outside, the city council was not far away, only about 300 meters away from him, and the podium was arranged outside the city council.

A politician was giving a loud speech from above, and the scene rang out with cheers from time to time, and the noise could be heard on the roof of the building here.

The media at the scene, plus the supporters of the senators, suppressed hundreds of people.

The visual distance is less than three hundred meters, and with the scope, I am very confident that I will hit him in the arm.

Ethan examines the firearm and makes sure there is nothing wrong.

I opened the scope, got used to it, and everything was already adjusted.

Glancing at the time, it was exactly one o'clock in the afternoon.

He adjusted his breathing, leaned against the wall and squatted, the sun was exposed, and the soft rubber mask on his face was a little hot, but at this time he could only endure it.

You can't pick this thing, and if someone sees it, you'll be finished.

Two minutes quickly passed, and Ethan rolled over and stood up, his arms firmly holding the AR-15 and his eyes pressed to the scope.

(End of chapter)