That night...

wrong.

Three and a half hours after Lake left Frank's house, the intelligence website arranged for a remote town in Arizona came from the good news that the first kill appeared.

Hurry enough.

After hearing this news, Lake looked at the time on his watch and couldn't help but exclaim again.

This is what he wants Frank Custer!

Be vigorous and decisive.

Strong and decisive.

soon.

Land agents from Arizona arrived at the scene, took photos of the scene, and transmitted them. In the scene, the picture card with black skin was now pulled down and exposed the muscle tissue under the skin, and even the facial skin was neatly peeled and placed aside.

even……

At the beginning, the picture card still had a breath. When the two bailiffs outside found something wrong, they came in and made an error in the step when they unloaded the picture card, causing the picture card to scream and then die.

“So cruel.”

"On the contrary, I think this is an equal and noble fight back."

“…”

Lake looked at Rachel with a smile, as he had said before and said, "When the law cannot bring justice to the parties, private revenge is legitimate or even noble from this moment."

Rachel shrugged, "I'm not saying Frank did something wrong, I'm just saying that he doesn't have to make the scene so cruel."

Lake said oh, looked at the photos at the scene again, and nodded: "That's true, I feel like I'm having a psychological problem. However, after all, after suppressing for so long, it's a bit too extreme, and it's understandable that it's a little bit too extreme. When the anger in his heart stops, it's almost done."

Rachel tore off the mask on his face and looked at Lake: "The enemy outside him was eliminated, and the rest was from New York City. No matter how extreme the methods were, you wouldn't be afraid. Your New York City was in panic. After all, you are the Land Lord of New York City."

Lake's mouth was arced: "Let him kill him, if something happens, I'll take care of him!"

Rachel: “…”

A Frank who is so Virgin that he can forgive everything is still a Frank who returns to fighting violence with violence and one life for another. This is not a multiple-choice question for Lake.

the next day.

Lake drove to the door of the New York Police Department to intercept his friend George Stacey who received the report and was about to rush to the scene of the crime.

"Oh, Shet!"

After George Stacey left the door, she saw the silver cayenne parked in front of her police car. Then, she watched Lake getting out of the car and couldn't help rolling her eyes and saying irritably: "I still keep your promise."

Lake smiled and said, "I said I would not participate in that case, is it over?"

The case he promised not to interfere is the murder of Frank's wife and daughter. The current case is considered a suspected case of Frank. The two cases are of different natures, so they are naturally a two-part matter.

George said expressionlessly: "What do you want?"

Lake shrugged, "Is the case yours?"

George's tone was calm: "Billy Russell's gang was in a slum apartment building. As a result, the district reported that in the morning, I saw that the apartment building was bleeding. Do you think this case can be managed by the branch?"

Lake touched his chin: "It's a big case."

George sneered: "Stop talking nonsense, say it, what do you want me to do?"

Lake shrugged: "Anyway, you have so many headless cases. If you have one more case, there is actually no difference, what do you think?"

George's eyebrows were beating: "Thirty-two corpses have been cleared out on the scene over there."

“Three big meals.”

"…The General Administration is already considering whether to let the FBI intervene and solve this case together."

“I will arrange Christmas activities.”

"This is not..."

"I will share half of Gwen's dowry in the future."

"No problem."

“…”

George nodded directly, took out his cell phone, made several calls, and directly rejected the information requested by the FBI over there, and then asked the personnel who arrived at the scene to speed up their movements a little.

Lake's eyebrows were beating. Looking at George, who had changed his position so decisively, he couldn't help but laugh a few times and shook his head.

After George hung up the phone, he looked at Lake and smiled: "The wedding funds prepared for Gwen were taken out to invest in the stock market. As a result, who knew that the stock market was so dangerous and was directly trapped."

"Federal Petroleum?"

“…”

Buy Federal Oil when Tony Stark is about to launch new energy?

Good guy.

You are really a qualified leek and a buyer. When you enter the market at this time, you are voluntarily going to be a buyer for those Wall Street bosses.

Lake thought in his heart, was silent for a while, and patted George on the shoulder: "Find some time, go find a psychologist, and have a look."

George: "…"

While talking.

A phone call came to George's cell phone again.

"Sir, Judge Michelle just was killed in his office."

"What?"

George was stunned at first, then looked at Lake who was still standing there and did not leave. He raised his eyebrows, as if he had understood. He directly said to the staff on the other side of the phone and hung up the phone.

"Tell me."

"What do you say?"

"How many more?"

"I have no idea."

“…”

Lake looked at the speechless George and said with a smile: "I really don't know. I think it should be soon."

The picture card is hung.

Billy Russell's gang also died.

The judge who tried this case was also dead.

What's left?

Seven people sent to prison for manslaughter?

In the afternoon.

Lake drove to the door of a private prison in New York.

beep!

beep!

beep!

After the iron fence was opened, Lake drove the vehicle in. After parking the car, the warden of the private prison had already walked towards Lake and shook hands and said hello.

"Warner Clark."

Lake shook hands with a smile on his face and shook hands with a big belly Clark in front of him, and then as he spoke, he came to the office next to the incinerator in the basement.

Enjoy the eyes.

The seven corpses with one-cut throat lie quietly side by side.

“We have notified the police station yet.”

"……Thanks."

Lake glanced at the talking Warden Clark and nodded: "Chao straight away."

Warden Clark was slightly stunned: "This... OK."

Lake looked at the warden who was a little confused but nodded, and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, warden, no one cares about the whereabouts of these six people, I promise you."

Only when you have concerns will someone think about it.

“Emelia.”

"Um?"

Lake and Warden Clark shook hands and parted. After getting on the bus again, they called Emilia and said, "Place an expedited order for the mainland hotel in the name of the Black King. I have sent you the list. I want the kind that I don't want to keep."

Emilia nodded: "I understand."

Lake hung up the phone directly, then looked at the prison behind him through the rearview mirror, and drove away directly.

Good guy.

Even I need to take some time to enter this prison quietly, and it is unlikely that I will kill these seven people without any exposure.

How could Frank quietly invade this prison from outside in just half an hour, and then quietly leave again after killing people?

None of the surveillance in the prison was discovered.

At five o'clock that afternoon.

A message was sent from the mainland hotel that showed that the order had been completed.

Lake raised his eyebrows, walked into the study, took out the login U-shield from the Mainland Hotel, clicked on the seven-minute video file sent, and one was counted as one, all of which shot the head directly on the sea and then pushed it off the boat directly.

The shooting was OK, but the anti-shake was not turned on, and the noise in the picture was not removed during editing.

Lake commented truthfully, but did not choose to be anonymous. He directly clicked on the review and then chose to pay the prepared bounty amount.

Dingling!

"I'm Lake."

"Sir, there's something going on attorney Thomson."

Tiffany looked at the secret detection alarm triggered at the New York airport: "Just just now, Attorney Thomson entered the New York Kennedy International Airport and purchased a Kenya ticket for himself."

"one person?"

"right."

"Where is his family?"

“No record.”

"All right."

Lake hung up the phone, touched his chin, thought for a while, looked at the backstage of the Black King's mainland hotel that had not been closed, shook his head, and placed a family reunion order of $100,000 on it again.

Anyway, I have already bought so many, and there is basically no difference if there are a few more now.

At this moment.

New York Kennedy Airport.

After Ai passed the security check, when he was waiting for his flight to Kenya, Dahei, holding a suitcase, sat in his seat and was restless. Looking at the busyness and people coming and going around, he always felt his neck was whizzing cold.

This is so scary.

Thomson felt uneasy at first when he knew that Tuka had been skinned. After hearing that there were large-scale casualties in the slum apartment building due to a fire, he decided that he was fake news. After that, when he saw the death of a judge who had a tacit understanding with him, Thomson was so devastated that he was afraid that he would become the next target, so he chose to run away overnight.

"Bang!"

"Ao!"

“…”

Thomson had just gotten up and was about to walk towards the toilet at the airport. When he wanted to hide in the toilet, he collided with someone at the moment when he turned around. He was waiting for Thomson to curse Farker and as he stood up with his forehead, he was slightly stunned at the person who was hit: "It's you?"

The lawyer who was suing for money also saw Thomson and was slightly stunned: "It's you?"
Chapter completed!