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Chapter 25 Stop the Assassin

"What the hell do you know?"

The old agent couldn't help it anymore. Every time Zhao Wuyou showed, the old man was surprised, especially his familiarity with certain things was weird, but his identity was too clean.

"Know some, not all!"

Zhao Wuyou curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and he had no intention of hiding it, but now it is not the time.

"When we have enough helpers, I will make it clear to you by opening the store. Now is not the time!"

He turned his head and looked at John Walker.

"John, how much do you know about the people we are looking for next?"

The dress of a suit and tie gives people the attitude of not entering the stranger. After entering this street, John Walker felt a nail-like gaze following them. At this time, he heard Zhao Wuyou's question and answered slowly.

"Cross, Cross, a great guy, but when he was most famous, I was retired!"

The implication is self-evident. As a true legend in the killer world, if he were in the world, he would naturally be stronger than that guy!

This is the strong confidence that can only be truly at the top of the killer world.

"But his sniper is indeed rare in the world, right?"

Zhao Wuyou turned around suddenly and looked at the other side of the railway. There was a small window, and a telescope was extending out from it. In the deep part of the room, a sniper rifle in the style was emitting a ray of cold air.

A murderous man was staring at three figures of bad people.

Even with his confidence and ability, he felt quite tricky about the scene in front of him.

What's more, the person who seemed to be the most low-key made him so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar!

"John Walker, what did he do here?!"

In just a moment of shaking the gods, when I looked over again, the figure of the Zhao Wuyou trio had disappeared from sight.

"not good!"

Almost instantly, he realized that he had been discovered, and the man was about to get up and leave, but he stopped in a few steps.

If he left like this, all his previous efforts would be in vain.

Just at the hesitant stall, the knock on the door had arrived as promised.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

At this moment, the man calmed down, his eyes as deep as Jiuyou, and slowly walked towards the door.

"Hello, do you mind we'll go in and sit?"

Zhao Wuyou smiled gently, but did not give the man the right to refuse, and he had already stepped in first.

The empty door's back made the man's arms slanted aside were ready to move, but the previous legendary killer and a man whose strong aura were revealed made him extinguish the idea of ​​solving a threat first.

Seeing his family being penetrated by mermaids, the man had no dissatisfaction on his face, as if all his emotions were drowned in his eyes like the blue sea.

“What’s the point?”

Staring at Zhao Wuyou's face with a smile, the man didn't know why the three-piece group was mainly Asian, but he would not simply despise this strange face.

After all, the one who sat behind him was a famous big shot!

"Are you interested in joining forces with us to solve Sloan?"

A word seemed like thunder, hitting the man's calm heart.

He suddenly exploded with murderous aura, just like the king of beasts who saw the prey. His fierce murderous intent shot directly at Zhao Wuyou.

"Don't be so excited."

Faced with the murderous intent that was enough to make ordinary people shatter, Zhao Wuyou looked nothing, and his chuckling voice seemed to break all the man's intention to attack.

"You can think about it carefully. After all, the possibility of success when you meet mutual aid alone is better than the chance of success when we help you."

As if he was tempted from the demon of hell, Zhao Wuyou's words gradually extinguished the anger and surprise in the man's heart.

"That's an opportunity that's not the same as you... and don't you think the thousand-year history that mutual aid claims to be too false?"

With his understanding of the backgrounds of various characters in this world, Zhao Wuyou's words have also used more and more skillful means to conquer their defense flaws.

Especially for some bugs in movies, they are bound to be bugs in the real world, but some unexplainable and even obvious flaws, which are enough to make all their falsehoods expose and reveal their true and flesh-and-blood side.

...

"So you believe it?"

In a church, a priest whispered to the man beside him.

"Actually, this doesn't matter..."

The man stood up, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"As long as they really take action against the mutual aid association, what's the difference between true and false?"

With the voice surrounding the man's figure stepped out of the church, leaving only the priest who wanted to speak but stopped, and the words in his throat finally turned into a voice.

‘God blesses, Amen!’

...

"You believe that guy?"

Brian Mills was also an Avenger who was in anger at first, so naturally he saw himself in the eyes of the man. John Walker was also an Avenger at this time and he also smelled the same smell on him.

However, unlike Brian, he has a kind of trust in Zhao Wuyou's choice.

After all, it is really hard not to believe Zhao Wuyou's choice just by looking at the luck he has shown.

"Since it's cooperation, I should express it. What's more, I really want to see what skills are there for killers who have special physiques for mutual assistance..."

A trace of splendor flashed in his eyes. After Zhao Wuyou touched the man, he looked at some new things in his mall and showed a little excitement.

"Don't worry, I'll do it myself this time. After all, Mr. X, the strongest killer of Mutual Aid Association, is also an excellent target for trial."

He glanced at John Walker.

"As a disciple of the legendary killer, I should have a record of proving my strength!"

Without saying anything more, Brian was the one who joined the alliance later and naturally would not advise the risks, while John Walker nodded, and his heart was still thrilled.

...

"Can you tell where the bullets came from?"

On a towering building, a man in a windbreaker is asking about the best trace tracker in New York City.

She is the only one in the entire bald eagle to identify the origins of various objects, even traces of ballistic creation.

At this moment, the closed door suddenly rang.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

The accident came, and the man in the windbreaker, who had already looked a little alert, immediately stepped over.

A young Asian man with a calm face came into his eyes outside the door.

Almost as we met, continuous gunfire sounded in the office!
Chapter completed!
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