Chapter 228 I seem to tie your wife up (please subscribe!!)

Surprise!

Surprise?

The moment Hawke took off his sunglasses and looked up again, his head was as if someone had hit him hard with an iron hammer, buzzing.

expression……

consternation!

incredible!

Frightened!

The mechanic's expression changed three times in an instant.

"It's you."

"right."

Hawke smiled and spread his hands, and said, OK, I originally planned to get along with you as an ordinary killer, but now, I don't pretend anymore, I'm showing off: "I'm K2, that is, King,

Not a surprise, a repairman?"

The repairman also smiled.

But this smile is even worse than crying.

Next second.

The repairman instantly fired his gun.

Bang!

The bullet broke through the air and attacked Hawk in an instant.

Bang!

Bang!

The repairman does not do any continuous triggers that are stuck. After the three rounds are popped out of the bore, he does not do any dragging movements. Turning around, he just needs to rush the wind tightly.

It's obvious.

Hawke told him that he was King, not to give him a simple surprise.

wrong.

It's also a surprise.

But this surprise comes at a price.

His life.

The repairman had no doubt that if he didn't run away, he would know that the price of this surprise would definitely be his life.

"No, I'm leaving here!"

"call out!"

Hawke disappeared from the spot, like a flash, and had already appeared in front of the mechanic who turned around and ran away. He lifted it up and kicked the mechanic who was hitting him straight.

boom!

The repairman flew out in an instant, knocked over the sofa, and landed on the glass coffee table. When the coffee table was broken, the repairman cried out in pain and fell on the ground full of glass scum.

Next second.

"Dong!"

Hawke put his hands in his pockets, and with his shiny leather shoes, he stepped on the mechanic who was about to get up from the glass slag. He bent down with a smile and said, "Don't be anxious, I've just arrived, so hurry up so quickly."

Have you left?"

His words were very enthusiastic, just like trying to keep an old friend.

The repairman pressed Hawk's right leg tightly on his chest with both hands, trying to lift it up.

but……

The repairman only felt that he had pinched a piece of steel bar with both hands. No matter how hard he tried, let alone moving it, it seemed that he could not even press a mark.

“K!”

The repairman quickly looked at Hawke who was condescending and said hurriedly: "You can't kill me."

Hawke tilted his head.

"Why?"

"I am a surrogate, and I know what would happen if three surrogate were absent at the same time."

"You talk about God's punishment?"

"Yes."

The repairman nodded. No matter what, saving his life first is the most important thing: "I support you. As long as you let me go, I support you to take office, K."

Hawke raised his eyebrows, as if he was moved: "Really?"

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in the repairman's eyes, and nodded and said, "Yes, I swear, I swear to God, I can swear in the name of my mother."

The repairman sneered in his heart.

Don’t let me live. When I go back, I will immediately turn against me. I don’t believe it. You dare to take action in the Castle of Destiny.

Hawke touched his chin, as if he was being moved by a repairman.

"good……"

"too……"

"What a f*ck!"

"What?"

The mechanic's pupils trembled, and with a bang, the mechanic felt a pain in his eyebrows, his head tilted, and he instantly turned to the side.

Seeing this, Corey behind him walked over and looked at the repairman lying in the ground with a slag of glass.

"Dead?"

"without."

Hawke flicked his trouser legs, took the towel handed over by Corey, wiped the marks left by the mechanic's paws on his trouser legs, and answered Corey's question: "It will be useful later."

Corey nodded.

Hawke shook the towel back to Corey, bent down, pulled the mechanic's little red vest coat, searched for it, and found what he wanted.

【Agent - "Cross!"】

【Name: "Jason Cory!"】

[Age: "Thirty-three years old!"]

【Height: "185!"】

【Weight: "One and Four Zero!"】

【Profession: "Killer!"】

【Features: "Left leg disabled"】

"It's really Corey."

"What's this."

Hawke put away the textile cloth and translated paper from his hands, stood up, and looked at Corey again: "Is there any wine in God's will? Take a sip."

Corey was about to continue asking, and when he heard Hawke's words, he smiled and said, "Don't you never drink when you kill?"

Hawke corrected Cory: "Wrong, I never drink at work, and killing is the difference between killing people."

Killing people to make money is at work, so naturally they don’t drink alcohol.

But killing people without money is an interest, just like fine wine, and Hawk's interest. The two interests are superimposed together, which is called hobby.

Wine and murder are very good.

Corey shook her head, but said nothing, ignoring the messed living room, walking towards the bar, knowing that Hawke's hobby Corey was looking for Bourbon, who was not much at home: "I know

, I heard that a novice killer named K2 completed the reward from the Destiny Organization, and I guessed it was you."

Hawke smiled, walked to the bar and sat on the bar stool.

"Then why don't you come to me?"

"I know, but I'm not sure!"

"Um?"

Corey found a bottle of unopened Bourbon from the wine cabinet that was about to fall from dust. While opening it, he said to Hawk: "I'm thinking about waiting for a few more days to see if you show up."
To be continued...