Homelander Comics

Well, Bai Ye thought about it and found that there were still many cars in the family. Even without the Maybach 62S, he still had many cars to drive. However, he had not had time to buy a private yacht and a private jet. He had always borrowed those from Norman Osborn and Tony. Now, with his wealth, he could play with these things.

It just so happened that the Assassin's League had offended him at this time, so he could squeeze some money out of the Assassin's League and help him solve the problem of private yachts and private jets.

"Are you crazy?" Sloan cursed. "Do I look like I have $5 million? The Assassin's League is a group of ascetics. I have made some private money in the past two years by doing private work. But even if I make ten times as much, it is still far from $5 million!"

"Alpaca..." Bai Ye said dissatisfiedly: "Why are you so useless? It's only $5 million. If you think it's too expensive, look for your own reasons. Has your salary increased over the years? Have you worked hard?"

"Forget it. If I don't have $5 million, I should have at least $5000 million, right? If you don't give it to me, I will not only pass this information to your employees, but also report it to the NYPD, FBI, CIA, Department of Homeland Security, and your Assassin's League for terrorist activities."

"5000 million US dollars...Okay, I'll give it to you! But I've bought out this information and you are not allowed to pass it on!"

"OK."

Sloan was so heartbroken that his lips twitched, but he still decided to spend some money to avoid disaster and transferred the money into the Swiss bank account designated by Bai Ye.

Otherwise, if Bai Ye makes this information public... the consequences will be serious.

"5000 million US dollars..." Bai Ye shook his head: "Forget it, it's better than nothing."

Bai Ye took the money, but he was not prepared to let the person go.

because……

Bai Ye lit another cigarette and said softly:

"The local gang is so rude."

Chapter 268 Is your melon ripe?

The plan formulated by Sloan and others went smoothly.

Firefox found Wesley.

As for Wesley, he is just a loser who just eats and waits for death. He has no purpose and no direction. He doesn't even care when his girlfriend or friends label him. His life is like a stagnant pool of water.

Suddenly, a cold and beautiful older sister appeared in front of him, wanting to lead him on an extraordinary journey and help him escape from his boring life in the past. How could Wesley not be moved?

The lair of the Cross was actually right next door to Wesley's house. Seeing Firefox appear, he became anxious and wanted to snatch his son back.

It's a pity that Wesley is facing, on one hand, the old and sluggish Firefox who speaks in a loud voice, and on the other hand, a middle-aged uncle with a haggard and decadent face. He would definitely be willing to believe Marina.

So Wesley naturally followed 36D... no, he followed Firefox.

In the textile factory of the Assassin's League, Wesley, a loser youth, was easily deceived by the old fox Sloan and others. He mistook Mr. X, who was killed by the cross, as his old father and prepared to kill the cross to avenge his father.

……

"The Assassin's League are pretty quick. If that's the case, it's time to send them to the west together."

Bai Ye ate Fat Otaku Happy Food, drank Fat Otaku Happy Water, watched anime, took out his cell phone, and called Sloan.

Sloan was teaching Wesley to practice arc shooting when he suddenly received a call from Bai Ye. Seeing the familiar number, Sloan calmly told Firefox to continue teaching Wesley while he found a remote place to answer the phone.

"What do you want to do?" Sloan said anxiously, "Didn't I give you all the money? You still want to blackmail me? I don't have any money anymore."

"Don't be so irritable." Bai Ye said while eating potato chips, "I'm not here to blackmail you this time, but to do business with you."

"what business?"

Sloane asked, frowning.

"I know that Cross, the chief assassin of your Assassin's League, wants to launch a purge against you and kill all the assassins of the Assassin's League. You have been pushed to the edge of the cliff by Cross. So... don't you want to know where Cross's lair is?"

Bai Ye took a sip of the fat otaku happy water, exclaimed "Ah" with satisfaction, and continued:

"My dear friends, the manufacturer is having a bloody sale. The location of the lair of the world's most powerful assassin, Cross, how much is it? Only 5 million US dollars. With 5 million US dollars, you can't suffer a loss or be deceived. It can't buy you a square meter of Yanjing, nor can it buy you a trip to Singapore. That's right, you heard it right, only 5 million US dollars, and the penalty for any fake products is ten times that. It really only costs 5 million US dollars. If you don't buy it today, you won't be able to find it tomorrow."

Whether it was the Assassin's League or the Cross, Bai Ye was not prepared to let them live - the Assassin's League was certainly not a good thing, but what good thing was the Cross? Superstitious about a so-called fate loom, doing random killings, as the strongest assassin in the Assassin's League, it is estimated that he has killed hundreds of people, if not a thousand, right? Can he be considered a good person? Of course, the most important question is that the Cross blew up his car...

Moreover, Cross is a man of faith and is unlikely to be willing to be a dog for Bai Ye, so he has no choice but to die.

In this case, it would be better to let the Cross and the Assassin's League exert their last bit of strength, and then let's just fight each other and perish together.

In order to avoid wasting his time for playing, I did it myself.

He could call Sloan and sell the location of the cross to the Assassin's League. This would not only lead to a fight between the two parties, but also allow him to earn some pocket money. Why wouldn't Bai Ye do it?

Anyway, with the strength of Cross, even if he was surrounded in his lair by Sloan and others, he would definitely be able to defeat the remaining Assassins League, allowing Bai Ye to easily come out and clean up the mess.

"You actually know where the Cross's lair is?"

Sloane was surprised.

After Cross chose to defect, the Assassin's League had been searching for Cross but had not found any information about his lair. Unexpectedly, Bai Ye, a stranger, had information about Cross to sell to him.

"If you lied to me, I'd be a puppy!" Bai Ye shrugged and said, "Anyway, 5 million US dollars, no bargaining, just tell me whether you want to buy it or not. If you don't want to buy it, then I'll find Cross and ask him to buy out his information with money."

"wait!"

Sloan didn't have time to think too much, and said quickly:

"I have already given you 5 million dollars. That is my retirement savings. I really don't have that much money now, but don't worry. I will ask other people if they can raise 5 million dollars. After all, the information about the cross is related to the survival of the entire Assassin's League. It is not just my business. I believe someone will be willing to pay. Given the current situation of the Assassin's League, there should be very few people who would rather spend money than their lives."

"OK, then I'll give you three minutes. I'll call you back in three minutes." Bai Ye said.

Sloan was holding his phone with a heavy heart. When he arrived at the training ground, he said with a heavy face, "Wesley, we have something to do now. You should practice by yourself first. Firefox, Gunsmith, Butcher, Repairman, come with me."

"What is it?"

Wesley looked at the group of people leaving in surprise and scratched his head.

When he arrived in the study, Sloan closed the door and windows and told them what had happened.

"How could someone as powerful as the Cross find out where its lair is?" The repairman asked in surprise, "Are they trying to cheat us out of our money?"

"Probably not." Sloan said, "I have dealt with this intelligence dealer before, and the credibility is 70%."

It’s not that Sloan believes in how reliable Bai Ye is, but he believes in Bai Ye’s power to the extent that even the top-secret files in his own computer can fall into Bai Ye’s hands. It is almost equivalent to that the Assassin’s League headquarters is open to Bai Ye without restrictions. So it is not surprising that Cross faces a similar situation as him.

Inside the study, everyone looked at each other and fell into deep thought.

The clock is ticking.

Three minutes later, Sloan's cell phone on his desk began to vibrate.

"How about it? Have you all decided?" Sloan's eyes swept over Firefox, the gunsmith, the repairman, and the butcher one by one.

"agree."

"agree."

"agree."

"agree."

The four Firefoxes still knew what was important and what was not. If they lost money, they could earn it again, but if they were killed by Cross at any time without knowing it, they would be doomed.

It's just 5 million US dollars. It's enough for everyone present to contribute 1 million US dollars. It's no big deal.

——The day Firefox went to pick up Wesley, the car he drove was a Dodge Viper GTS450. Even if it was killed by the Cross, Firefox could buy a new car in a blink of an eye. Killers like them, although not very rich, are not short of money.

After reaching a consensus, Sloan picked up the phone and started to discuss with Bai Ye: "We really want the information about the cross, but $5 million is too much, right? Can we give you a discount? How about $3 million?"

Bai Ye snorted coldly and said, "Look, where is the information about the cross now? This is all information from our special channels. You think it's expensive, and I think it's too expensive."

"Well... okay, 5 million dollars, that's fine, but can the information you mentioned be guaranteed to be authentic?" Sloan still chose to compromise. There was no other way, as Bai Ye was the only one doing this deal.

"I'm an intelligence dealer, how can I sell you false information?" Bai Ye said impatiently, "You are deliberately looking for trouble, right? I just asked you if you want it. How can I cheat you for such a small amount of money?"

Sloan raised his head and made eye contact with Firefox and others, but still gritted his teeth and chose the deal.

The money was transferred to the Swiss bank account designated by Bai Ye.

"well--!"

Sloan sighed softly. He used to be a man of faith and worked diligently. But suddenly one day, his name appeared on the loom of fate. Unwilling to sit and wait for death, he tampered with the list, found someone to be his scapegoat, and began to plan for his future and earn money for retirement.

Over the years, he has been busy and toiled for so long, but has only accumulated less than $1 million in retirement money. Now, most of it has been given to Bai Ye.

孽 孽!

Bai Ye saw the money had been credited to his account, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Those involved are often confused, but those who are on the sidelines can see things more clearly. In fact, Cross's lair is right under your noses, but you just haven't discovered it. His lair is right next to Wesley's, and Firefox has been there before."

"what?"

Firefox was startled.

When she went to pick up Wesley, she did go to Wesley's house, but she never expected that the Cross had set up its lair next door to Wesley's house. So if the Cross had shot her, given her defenseless state, she would probably be dead by now, right?

"The most dangerous place is often the safest place. The cross is hiding in front of you by taking advantage of your blind spots." Bai Ye chuckled, "In fact, he loves his son Wesley very much. Even before he escaped from the Assassin's League, he was closely observing Wesley's every move. And when Wesley grew up, he was out of control..."

Speaking of which, Cross is really perverted. He spies on Wesley with a telescope every day. If Cross says that he didn't see Wesley and his girlfriend having fun, and Wesley's girlfriend and Wesley's friend Bailey having fun, Bai Ye would definitely not believe it. That guy must have a voyeurism fetish.

"Okay, I've told you my intelligence. I wish you success in besieging and killing the cross. Bye."

Bai Ye hung up the phone.

Next, just wait for the show to begin.

The butcher asked, "Can we really believe what he said?"

Sloan said in a deep voice, "It's probably close."

"So what should we do now?" The repairman said, "Let's set off immediately and lead our men to fight the cross to the death? With the remaining men we have, if we ambush the cross, we have a high chance of destroying it without any intention."

"But the casualties will definitely be huge." The gunsmith narrowed his eyes and said, "The cross is too strong. Even if it is struggling to death, it will definitely take away a lot of people, including a few of us. We are not that safe."

"Only those who are not afraid of death deserve to live!" The butcher smiled grimly and said, "This is our last chance. If we don't seize it, we won't even have the chance to die with the cross. We will just become fish on his chopping board. If we fight now, it's still unknown who will win. Let's fight!"

"How about..." The repairman thought for a moment and said, "We can send someone to check first to see if the cross is really there!"

"no!"

Sloan and Firefox spoke at the same time, rejecting the repairman's proposal.

Firefox said again: "With the alertness of the Cross, if we send people to investigate, he will definitely find it. By then, he will have moved to a new lair, and the intelligence we bought for 5 million US dollars will be useless. So if we want to kill him, we should either not do it or do it thoroughly. Hesitation will only lead to our failure."

"Sloane, what do you think?"

The gunsmith looked at Sloan. After all, in terms of IQ, Sloan had always been the most powerful among them. He was one of the three giants responsible for the administrative management of the Assassin's League.

"It's too risky for us to surround and kill Cross like this now. I think..." Sloan pondered for a long time and said, "Why not train Wesley and let Wesley take the lead? We will look for opportunities behind the scenes to see if we can kill Cross with a snipe. These days, I have also been observing Wesley. As expected of Cross's son, he has mastered the bullet time and is only a step away from learning arc shooting... How about we wait a few more days?"

Firefox frowned, she really didn't like having to drag Wesley up to be a shield against the cross.

It was fine before, after all, they had no way to take the cross. But now it is obvious that as long as the Assassin's League rushes forward, there is an 80% chance of getting rid of the cross, and the battle will be a little more brutal at most. Why don't they dare to take this risk?

In fact, the gunsmith and others really didn't dare to take even this little risk. Even the butcher and the repairman who spoke so arrogantly still agreed with Sloan's opinion.

Firefox alone cannot fight against the unanimous decision of Sloan and the other four...

"Huh? What's going on?"

Bai Ye was still waiting at home to watch the show, but he didn't expect that there was no movement from the Assassin's League. He had to use his super vision and super hearing to understand what was going on. It turned out that Sloan and his gang were so cowardly that they didn't even dare to knock on the door after they knew the Cross's lair. They had to wait until Wesley was insured before making any move.

How does this work?

He wanted Cross and the Assassin's League to perish together, so that he could benefit from the conflict between the two parties. If he really let them train Wesley and kill Cross easily, what kind of show would Bai Ye be able to see?

"No! Looks like I have to keep pushing."

Bai Ye took out his phone, found the message from Cross, and called Cross:

"Hey, Cross, huh? I have some top-secret information about Sloan, do you want it?"

Chapter 269: The plan to destroy Ultraman was made by Zoffy

In the end, Cross spent $1000 million to buy Sloan's information from Bai Ye.

Cross had previously discovered that Sloan had tampered with the death list, but he had no solid evidence and could only fight the entire Assassin's League alone.

It’s different now. With evidence, Cross is confident that it will have a strong effect whether it is to win over some people or to undermine Sloan’s morale.

"Damn! Cross is such a pauper. He can only squeeze out 1000 million US dollars." Bai Ye curled his lips.

Cross is obviously not as rich as Sloan.

After hanging up the phone with Cross, Bai Ye called Sloan again.

"Hey, Sloan, something bad has happened." Bai Ye said, "Cross just bought the information about you tampering with the death list. I think he wants to use this information against you. Be careful."

"???"

Sloan's head was full of black question marks.