Expected that this trip would not be simple, Galahad did not expect that it would be such a difficult opening!

‘Blood splatters on the spot, and the skyscrapers kill them!’

‘This new assassin is really a surprise in life!’

Seeing his appearance, someone who had been waiting for a long time came forward to ask.

After confirming his identity, someone took him over the blockade line and walked towards the inside of the textile factory.

At this time, it was already in full swing, and people who were walking through the road could vaguely see a ball bulging around their waists.

Galahad showed a proper surprise on his face, and then calmed down, showing a cultivation and mentality that suited his image.

Although both parties know the identity of the other party, they have to do some superficial work. This is the time to see who has excellent acting skills.

"Harry Hart! Supervisor of the Ace Tailor Shop!"

When he arrived at the textile factory, after meeting Zhao Wuyou, Galahad reported his name and asked in confusion.

“Those policemen and guards outside are…”

In front of him, Zhao Wuyou's eyes flashed slightly and didn't mean anything else. Instead, Chen Ken apologized.

"I'm really sorry to let you go for a waste of time. Something happened to the factory. If you don't mind, I hope you can stay for a while. All the consumption is borne by us. If you have an urgent matter, please report to us for the return expenses this time. I'm sorry!"

Almost the moment he saw this man with the smell of British aristocratic all over his body, Zhao Wuyou had already obtained what he wanted.

Many high-tech files that were reported were revealed in Tianming Mall. This mechanism that can only be unlocked and redeemed after contacting key people. Although the Tianming system was shaped by Zhao Wuyou himself, it was still a bit confused.

I just know that it has something to do with some restrictions, especially the world now has too many strange situations, which doesn’t look like a normal world, and it also makes Zhao Wuyou occasionally sigh that his “luck” is always a little better.

Even traveling through the world is of great luck. According to the routine of most online novels, shouldn’t the first world be free and freehand?

Why did he get to his own place, all kinds of killer agents, and many bad guys who want to destroy the world?

Unexpectedly, he would be sent off in a few words, but the current situation does not seem to be a situation that is forced to stay. Galahad smiled slightly.

"It doesn't matter. We can make an appointment next time. I believe that your company's strength and small problems can definitely be solved quickly!"..

He stood up, turned around and walked a few steps, then remembered something, turned around and took out a gilded business card.

"I will stay in New York recently. When will your company have time? Remember to call me!"

Seeing Zhao Wuyou take the business card, Galahad bowed, turned around and walked out.

Looking at Harry Hart, who was walking and kicked away by himself, a trace of splendor flashed in Zhao Wuyou's eyes, and he turned around and put the business card in a completely closed box.

...

In a few steps, he walked out of the textile factory, and Harry, code-named Galahad, one of the Knights of the Round Table, suddenly flashed a strong light in his eyes under the frame of the glasses.

He casually threw some small machines in his hand around the textile factory, and then he walked out of the door.

He had a strong feeling, as if something was completed the moment Zhao Wuyou saw him, and he achieved his goal in some unknown place.

This feeling was very unreasonable, but it appeared in his heart, making it difficult for Hart to ignore.

When he got into the car, the screen on the car suddenly shone. Merlin was about to speak at the other end, but Hart signaled him not to speak. After the vehicle left the old handicraft city, he asked the driver to stop and spoke softly.

"We were fooled! That guy..."

At this moment, a hint of anger finally rose in his eyes. Only his closest companion could see the disobedient side of this elegant British man.

"What's going on?"

Although Meilin also received the news, she still didn't know the situation at the scene and was still confused at this time.

"No wonder we passed the application so easily, that guy..."

Thinking of Zhao Wuyou's slight facial changes when he saw him, the leader of Harry Hart, the ace agent, was also a little difficult to suppress.

"He doesn't care who he wants to receive, as long as someone comes!"

Hart gradually calmed down his emotions, and his mood was slapped and his mind was restored to his top agent.

"I even doubt whether that assassination was arranged by him or that he was really assassinated..."

A strange light flashed in Mei Lin's eyes on the screen. Obviously, he didn't expect Zhao Wuyou to be so scheming.

"Then he has such a purpose..."

He interrupted himself before he finished speaking. What else can he have?

The huge New York State has been in chaos for too long...

...

"Who did this stupid thing?"

The strong-bossed hair bear gangster boss Vigo suddenly threw the wine glass in his hand out and smashed it to the ground and turned into powder.

"Did that Italian guy do it? He's such an idiot. I thought I could rest assured by having the position of the Council Director and having Italian troops protected?!"

I saw him stand up and quickly ordered his men.

"Everything is ready, start fighting alert tonight!"

Seeing his subordinates hurrying out to give orders, Vigo then withdrew his gaze that seemed to be a giant beast eating man.

"Is it necessary to be so nervous?"

The white man who had been by his side was a little confused. He didn't participate in these things. He just simply knew some things, and the rest of his energy was focused on Zhan Weigo's legal funds and enterprises.

"Why do you think that guy was attacked at this critical moment?"

Vigo had a delicate mind that was completely inconsistent with his appearance. Almost the moment the news reached his ears, he felt that the attack must be his own people in the Assassin League, just to find an excuse to start a war!

"Be ready to retreat. If you really can't go to Louisiana, we can be safe and sound!"

Leaving such an explanation as if he was behind his back, Vigo walked out of the house.

...

Listening to the reports coming from his subordinates, Zhao Wuyou's eyes were cold.

He naturally had a lot of thoughts, but outsiders would never have imagined that he didn't care about anything that was not an excuse for war. He could feel that the shot was no longer as simple as the sixth sense of keenness.

The person who took action did not show a faint murderous intent until the last moment. Even he could not judge the origin immediately. If it weren't for his luck warning, he would have been assassinated on the spot!

"Damn it!"

Many of his plans were disrupted this time, and he was forced to change his mind and start the process of unifying the dark side of New York first.

‘Which side will it be? Or...I finally caught the attention of those guys?’

The light flashed in his eyes, and Zhao Wuyou's mind was extremely circulating, but there was no hesitation in his actions.

"out!"

The two short words represent that countless bloody storms will explode on this night.

This night is destined to be calm...
Chapter completed!