death of hope

Chapter 322 "Corporate Warrior" (238) Mysterious Killer

On the street, a dilapidated mid-century Chevrolet car suddenly "creaked" and shook from side to side.
"Mommy, why is that car shaking?" The little girl leaned over curiously, standing on tiptoe to try to see inside the car window.

"No! Baby, don't look inside!"

The mother carrying the vegetable basket took away her precious daughter with one hand, ran away panting and put the child down, turned her head and cursed at the broken car:
"Huchihuchi...so dangerous...in broad daylight...a shameless thing!"

At the same time, there is joy and joy in the car like Christmas,
Fatty and Ferguson's saliva splashed on the screen, and the two of them stomped and yelled, making the car shake:

"It's awesome! Even the cops are afraid, the famous murderer in York City was beaten all over the place by her, big man, your fiancée is so ruthless!"

"Okay, okay, keep your voice down." Lynch wiped the screen calmly: "What's the fuss, this guy is just too weak."

On the screen, Anthony Hawk's expression changed from surprise to fear:

"Who sent you here? From the Azure Dragon Gang...Mr. Zhao? Is he going to avenge his son?"

"What are the Black Tiger Gang, the Qinglong Gang, you are not naive, you gangsters are playing tricks... I am not interested in this at all, hey, let me say, do you have cold legs? Can you pull up your pants, I beg you."

"You are...the FBI anti-mafia group...arresting me?"

"The answer is wrong. I will give you one last chance. If you guess right, you will be released. If you guess wrong, you will be rewarded with a peanut. Three seconds, and the countdown begins."

In an instant, a lot of swear words flashed through Anthony Hawk's mind, but he didn't dare to utter a single word:
(Damn... I offend too many people on weekdays, who sent the female killer? Calm down... She didn't kill me, it means I still need to live... At least for the time being...)
"3... 2... 1... Haven't figured it out yet? Start the execution."

Sigurdlifa moved the knob with her thumb to change the smart pistol from shock mode to lethal mode, pointing the gun directly at the tiger's head tattoo on the opponent's neck.

"NO! Don't shoot! What are the conditions! I agree!"

Anthony Hawke, the leader of the Black Tiger Gang, raised his hands, his face covered with sweat: "I have money! My safe... is hidden behind the bookshelf, and there are bundles of banknotes and gold bars inside!"

"Not your dirty money, I want what's in your skull."

"Something in the skull...?"

Anthony Hawke swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and glanced at the fainting bodyguard on the ground out of the corner of his eye.

The cold expression of the female killer reminded him of Iron Chin, a cyberpsychic cannibalism, just like in B-grade zombie movies, Iron Chin likes to smash the heads of innocent people, and use a spoon to spit out the tofu-like stuff inside...

Thinking of this, Anthony Hawk was so frightened that his whole body trembled, his sphincter muscles became relaxed, and a wave of warmth flowed down his thighs and calves into the socks.

(What is the taste?)

Sigdrifa smelled a smell of urine, and looked down at the other party's pants, which were very wet.

(Look at scaring this good-for-nothing villain. Seeing the many evil deeds committed by the captive mad dog, which is about to fall on his own head, he was so scared that he peed his pants. He deserved it.)
"It stinks. I'm still peeing my pants when I'm too old. Maybe I should shoot your baby, and then you'll have to squat and pee for the rest of your life."

"Don't! Don't! I'm rich! The underworld and the white are all related! I'll agree to whatever you want!"

In the past, the boss of the gangster who was domineering and walking sideways in the neighborhood is now as docile as a rabbit with folded ears, begging for survival from hungry wolves with its tail between its legs.

"Don't think of me as one of those vicious dogs you keep, I don't eat people, come on, come with me, I have a friend, he wants to ask you some questions, on the way out of the nightclub, don't disturb your pups us."

"Come with you...Of course! I'll pretend nothing happened! Please...get that damn gun off my head, please, what if it goes off!"

"Okay, okay, if I point a gun at you again, I'm afraid I'll freak out, people, once you have power and money, you will become very afraid of death." Sigdrifa threw the gun into the trash can:

"Reminder, don't have any chances. Even without hot weapons, I have more than [-] ways to kill you in an instant with bare hands."

"I understand! I understand! I must cooperate! Absolutely no tricks... I will follow you honestly!"

Boss Hei is not stupid, just witnessed her most ferocious men being put down by a female killer, with her strength, even if her younger brothers came out in force, they would all be for nothing.

He pinned his hopes on the relationship network he had spent a lot of money on and cultivated over the years, and hoped that the umbrella masters could take advantage of him.
The female killer's way of doing things is so cruel and vicious that he can be sure that she cannot be an official civil servant of Terra, not the FBI, the National Security Agency, or the police.

People who wander in the gray area like this must have stains, and friends on the white road can brandish a legal stick to punish them, but the premise is that they can live to that time.

If you can find a way to send out a distress message and let the mayor send elite troops to rescue, maybe you still have a chance to survive.

Anthony Hawk struggles to control his trembling legs:

(Calm down... Take a deep breath... She is just a single-handed killer with no official background, and she can still pierce the sky in York City? I just need to find a chance to send a distress message, and there will be fully armed professionals to rescue me .

Use Morse code to send out an SOS signal. When you walk past the cash register, you can use your leather shoes to knock on the ground to send out a signal. The new accountant, Miss Nancy, is very smart. She happens to be on duty today, so she must be able to hear it...

Then... I deliberately delay the time, and when the big troops catch her, I will let the horses of the whole gang line up to get her. At that time, she will cry and beg me to give her a good time, and I will say coolly, " No!" Then ordered the next wave of people to continue...)
Anthony Hawk was so proud of his cleverness that he even laughed out loud. Suddenly, two slender and strong fingers pinched his throat, making him unable to breathe.

Taking a closer look, the female killer took off the heel of her boots, poured out two lumps of clay-like things from the heels, connected them with wires and batteries, and stuffed them under her belt buckle.

"This is a plastic explosive with a detonator attached. It was given to me by a friend who specializes in blasting.

It's powerful enough to blow your precious eggs and kidneys to the sky. Don't be clever, Mr. Anthony Hawk, as long as you make any suspicious moves, the detonator will be connected to the battery. "

(End of this chapter)