What are the assessment tasks set by InterContinental Hotel?

hehe.

Let me put it this way, this kind of mission is equivalent to the assassin organization allowing the assassin who want to retire to complete an impossible task.

It belongs to the kind of people who have no life without death. Of course, you can also turn it into a life of nine deaths with your own abilities.

But if you want to become a 55-5-start, you are dreaming.

This is only for the assassin organization in the federal local area. If an assassin outside the local area wants to set up an organization, it does not need to pass the assessment.

After all, the assassin industry is not like other industries that can directly hold signs and trade. For a new generation of organizations, who will believe you and who will believe you.

What if you entrust the task to you and you buy it directly with your backhand?

final.

Baker considered for a while and reached an agreement with the Red Devils. As long as the stupid pig Brut appears on Wall Street, Baker will send Brut back.

Then.

The Red Devil Haha got up.

Mike frowned and said, "Red Devil, have you forgotten something?"

The Red Devil who was walking towards the door was slightly stunned, then seemed to think of something and looked at Mike: "Oh, my friend, haven't you looked at your email?"

"My email?"

"Just just now, I asked Dunby to send the information you need to your email."

“…”

"Hahaha."

The Red Devil took the hat hanging there and put it on. Looking at Baker, whose expression changed, he joked: "It's the new century now. My friend, I always thought I was the most stubborn, but I didn't expect that you were even more stubborn than me."

Baker came back to his senses and said expressionlessly: "I just don't really believe in the Internet."

The Red Devil shrugged: "Then you should learn to accept it, my friend, see you back."

"See you back."

Baker watched as the Red Devil opened the door and left, and then his mouth twitched slightly twice. The information at the textile factory was written by hand, and before, he went to the InterContinental Hotel to find other people to buy and sell information, they all handed in the money and delivered the goods.

so……

This is definitely not Baker's old-fashionedness, but the Red Devils do not play according to the routine.

Ten minutes later.

Baker also left the private room, but his eyes flashed. Barbara, a veteran undercover agent of SHIELD, appeared in front of Baker with two glasses of wine, and said with a smile: "Drink a drink with me?"

Baker looked at Barbara.

Next second.

Baker took the wine handed over from Barbara: "I remember you're going to stay here for two days."

Barbara: “…”

One hour later.

Room 918.

Baker turned over and took out the cigarette from the falling pocket next to him, lit one, looked at Barbara who had already gotten up and dressed in clothes, thinking about the wildness and delusion just now, squinted his eyes, and then said, "What do you want to ask, Platinum."

Barbara, wearing a sports bra, turned around and looked at Baker who was smoking afterwards.

This is the InterContinental Hotel.

No one dares to shoot here, the InterContinental Hotel is equivalent to a peaceful area, and the assassins can sleep well in a safe area.

Baker sighed and said, "If I give you gold coins, this kind of treatment will not come. This is what you said before, so, let me ask me what I want to ask you this time, and then, we will be rich and lustful, so we will be happy."

Barbara was slightly stunned, then laughed and said, "You are really ruthless."

This guy is very cold.

No wonder he was able to sit still and watch his woman be killed without any hesitation.

Barbara thought in her heart, and then said directly: "Wesley Gibbs."

Baker still smiled: "Want to know what he is?"

Barbara didn't say nonsense, and asked directly: "Why did Tiber Island want to capture Wesley alive and take him back to Tiber Island."

Baker shrugged: "Although the New York Brotherhood is not a branch of Tiber Island, it has a historical relationship with Tiber Island. Therefore, it is normal for Tiber Island to stand out for the New York Brotherhood."

Barbara sneered: "Lie can't be considered a transaction."

Baker opened his eyes and said lies: "If you think so, I think you'd better change the problem. After all, this is what I know. If you don't believe it, I can't do it."

"Then why didn't you kill him to avenge your woman."

“…What’s my woman?”

"fox."

"What's wrong with her?"

"The whole assassin circle, who doesn't know that the fox is your hero's woman."

Baker blinked and looked at Barbara: "If you say that, you are my woman, aren't you?"

Barbara sneered: "I'm not interested. We're just a cooperative relationship, two or three times a month."

Baker shrugged: "If you want to calculate this, then I can tell you that you have more times than the fox."

Barbara had no expression on her face: "Do you think I believe it?"

Baker put out the cigarette butt in his hand, then stood up, turned his head and glanced at the bed, confirmed that there was no short golden hair left behind, and said, "We are all so familiar, there is no need to go around in circles. You have to ask me why I didn't kill Wesley. Let me tell you, because if I take action, Wesley will not destroy the organization."

Barbara was slightly stunned and looked at Baker, who was standing in front of him with eight abdominal muscles and had no scars on his body and was full of masculinity, frowned and said, "What?"

Baker stared at the expression on Barbara's face and the corners of his mouth slightly curved.

Barbara came back to her senses and thought of a possibility: "You want to leave the textile factory, so you sat down and watched Wesley destroy the textile factory?"

Baker wore his shirt and nodded: "It's almost the same, and I promised the cross that if he didn't attack the fox, I wouldn't attack his son. Men, after all, have to be honest."

Barbara frowned: "But the fox was killed by Wesley, didn't it?"

Baker sighed, "That was not a cross, so even if I hate Wesley, I can't break my promise. Who doesn't know that in the entire assassin circle, I, Hairo Moulton, believe me?"

Barbara was confused.

Next second.

Barbara sneered again: "Are you treating me like a fool? If you don't want to say it, don't say it."

Baker said speechlessly: "So I asked you to change the topic. I said, if you don't believe me, I'm very upset. Otherwise, I will go my own way in the future. How about it?"

Barbara took a deep breath: "Okay, then what deal did you talk about with the Red Devils before? You can always say this."

Baker narrowed his eyes: "Platinum, you are playing with fire for this question."

Barbara smiled and said, "I asked my question, you can refuse to answer it."

Baker didn't say anything.

Barbara didn't say anything. She had confidence in herself. No matter what, although Baker was considered to be the ruthless, even Barbara had to admit that her reputation was very strong.

Baker would not let such a love affair, he would only exchange it on the spot.

a long time.

Baker put on his clothes, walked to the door and stopped and said, "The Red Devils gave me a company's information, and I'll help him kill someone. It's that simple. By the way, after that, we will have a good time, and we will have fun."
Chapter completed!