Marvel: Awakening the Universe

"hiss!"

Alan couldn't help but gasp again.

"he……"

"It's incredible."

"what happened?"

"do not know."

George looked at Allen, who had a serious face, and shook his head: "The only thing I am sure of is that the source of the money he used to buy the house is very clear."

Alan frowned.

George seemed to guess what Alan wanted to say. He smiled and said in a faint tone, "Because the IRS didn't bother him."

Alan shut up instantly.

The reason is impeccable.

Why criminals need to launder some of their money first.

Let the money see the light?

No.

Wash it, no matter how you wash it, you still have to pay taxes. Only if you pay taxes will the tax bureau not bother you.

In a word.

The money that is not in trouble with the tax bureau is the money that can see the light of day.

At night.

When George returned home, Hawke and Gwen were watching a new episode of Desperate Housewives with Helen in the living room.

After seeing George come home, Gwen quickly asked, "Dad, how is it?"

George took off his coat and walked towards the bar: "The rescue is ineffective."

Gwen was stunned: "Dead?"

Hawke's eyes flickered slightly when he heard this.

Okay.

No need to last hit.

Helen already knew what had happened and looked at George with some concern: "Why would someone want to kidnap Gwen out of the blue? Is it coming for you?"

“Alan is still checking.

George poured himself a glass of whiskey, stood at the bar, took a sip, and then said to Helen, "Don't go out alone for the time being. There are two police officers downstairs. If anything happens, ask them to follow you. Safety first."

Helen and Gwen nodded in unison upon hearing this.

Arrogant criminals retaliate against police officers' families.

This is normal.

Helen and Gwen were also very clear about the next steps.

When Hawke saw George coming back, he also stood up from the sofa: "Mr. Stacy, I'll go back first."

George looked at Hawke, hummed, and then said.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. Protecting Gwen is what I should do."

Hawke smiled.

Gwen walked Hawke to the door of the apartment.

There is a police car on the opposite side of the road, giving people a very safe feeling.

"Then be careful too."

"Do not worry."

Hawke smiled, said goodbye to Gwen, and walked towards the subway.

soon.

Hawke turned the corner and disappeared from Gwen's sight. He stopped and took a deep breath.

next second.

All five senses are open!

……

Chapter 93 Off-field top aid Anna

What New York City looks like late at night.

The bright lights of Manhattan?

Brooklyn lights on?

Queens is silent?

Although most New Yorkers keep the habit of going home as soon as possible at night, New York City, as an international city, also has its own unique nightlife.

There was chaos in bars across Manhattan.

On the empty streets, racers whizzed past in their cars.

On the road near Morningside Park.

A luxury car stopped on the side of a street. A revealing girl standing under a streetlight not far away smiled charmingly, twisted her hips and got into the car. Before the car started, she had already bent down consciously.

In a small alley not far away, three men who came out to hunt in the wild, commonly known as robbers, were staring with their eyes wide open and unwilling to close.

Pfft!

The fourth one just ran away, but when he saw his companion died in seconds, he ran back out of loyalty. Xiao Hei, thinking that he could kill the enemy in return, followed closely behind and fell on the ground with his companion, which was still covered in sewage.

Sewage splashes.

Just when the sewage was about to splash on Hawke, Hawke took a step forward and instantly appeared at the exit of the alley. Then his nose moved slightly, and he walked across the street without stopping.

Across the street is a six-story building with a mottled exterior wall.

Hawke, who was standing downstairs, raised his eyes and fixed his gaze on a window on the left side of the third floor.

The conversation between three people inside was very clear.

"Shit, fuck, shit!"

"Stop cursing. I just found out. Roy is dead."

"……real?"

"He's dead! He's going to die! He has to die! If he doesn't die, and she survives and knows her husband is dead, she'll definitely sell us out."

"Yes."

"Now what?"

"Why not just find an opportunity to kill someone from behind? We'll get 500,000, which is enough to split between the three of us."

"That's crazy. Why would you take half a million when you can take one million?"

"You're crazy. How can you get a million in this situation?"

"..."

Hawke listened to the three people in the room discussing in low voices, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

found it!

Hawke smiled slightly, then glanced at the surveillance camera with its head drooping not far away, and walked into the six-story apartment building in front of him with an expressionless face. Then he went straight up the stairs to the third floor and finally stood in front of a door.

next second.

Push the door!

Boom!

The anti-locking device in the room snapped and the door opened from the outside in an instant.

The three people who were talking in the house, smoking, drinking and discussing the next countermeasures were stunned when they heard the door open, then subconsciously stood up from the sofa and looked at Hawke who pushed the door open.

then……

There is no more.

The heads of two men, one black and one white, were removed and their headless bodies lay on the floor, bleeding profusely.

The smell of blood spread instantly.

The only survivor was now lying on the ground, looking at the head that had rolled to the ground with a look of astonishment on his face in horror.

He was shaking with fear and forgot to scream or control his bladder.

The sound of dripping water was very clear in the very quiet room.

Hawke glanced at the pale white man slumped on the ground.

"Hold it back!"

"Zi!"

The dripping sound disappeared instantly.

The white man raised his head tremblingly and looked at Hawke, his pale and bloodless lips trembling.

"Don't... don't kill me."

"name."

Hawke lowered his head and wiped his hands with a towel, then glanced at the white man expressionlessly: "Who hired you?"

As soon as these words came out.

The white man, whose brain was still a little confused, shuddered and reacted.

next second.

A thought came to my mind.

"can not say!"

"Don't tell me there's a chance I'll survive."

"But if I tell you, I'm dead."

White people are criminals, not fools.

As a criminal, no one knows better than him what will happen to a person when he loses his value.

Now that both of his companions were dead, his value became significant.

and so……

As his thoughts raced, the white man took a deep breath, his face no longer looked pale, and his legs stopped shaking. Now that he had the confidence, he gained courage.

Hawke looked at the white man who was trembling one second, but dared to look him in the face and stood up by supporting himself on the floor the next second, his expression a little surprised.

The white man stared at Hawke and sneered.

"If you want to know who hired me, then let me go and I'll..."

"puff!"

The white man, who hadn't finished speaking, suddenly felt the world spinning around him, and then he saw a magical scene.

A headless body stood on the floor, bleeding profusely.

Wait a moment.

Why does that dress look so familiar?

Just as the white man was stunned, a huge pain suddenly surged into his mind, and then he was swallowed by endless darkness.