League of Legends

Chapter 11 I'm going to buy a watch

Christmas Eve last year?

Baker frowned slightly, and then relaxed his brows, spreading his hands, as if he was caught by you: "Well, you caught me, this is indeed not my real appearance."

People are floating in the rivers and lakes, the trumpet is very important.

Especially for the assassin world.

With regard to the Assassin world and the ordinary world, Baker made a very clear distinction. Partners in the Assassin world, as well as classmates and friends in the ordinary world...

Every circle has its own culture, and Baker never intended to integrate the two circles, because that would only add to his troubles.

Same now.

After admitting it, Baker looked at the beautiful fox in front of him: "Is there anything else?"

The fox walked up to Baker and stretched out his hand.

Beck took a step back.

"what?"

"I suspected it before, but where did you make this mask?"

"CIA."

"……Um?"

Seeing the frowning beautiful fox, Baker smiled, said goodbye, and then turned around and left. The Wanhua psychic Nicole change card is easy to use, but it is not a skill, but a knowledge change card. There are still some unknown minor flaws.

after an hour.

After removing the disguise, Baker, who was handsome and blond and blue-eyed, in a black handmade suit, walked into the elevator of the apartment building with an old man on crutches.

The elevator closes.

up.

Baker looked down at the watch in his hand and said, "By the way, I forgot to ask you last time. Where did you notice it?"

The old man standing behind Baker with his head down raised his head and said, "You don't know."

Following the action of the old man tearing his face, the real face revealed was Carlos the Cross.

Beck turned his head and glanced at the cross that was tearing his face, and shook his head honestly: "I thought about it, I wasn't sure at the time, and I didn't bother to think about it later."

As the black-haired Baker's apartment is located three blocks away from here, Baker will hear the vehicle in the parking garage of the black-haired Baker's apartment every time, and then remove the disguise in the invisible state, and then walk back after returning to his original appearance.

so...

Baker really wondered where the cross found him.

"Your watch."

"watch?"

Baker listened to the back of the cross, and looked down at the watch in his hand.

This is a watch called the Big Bang, but in fact it has nothing to do with the Big Bang. It is just a top-level luxury diamond watch composed of 280 diamonds. Each diamond has at least three carats. When it was released last year , priced at 500 million US dollars, guaranteed by the reputation of New York's top diamond dealers, and the size of each diamond is the same.

"Although this watch is a bit luxurious, it is also limited, but this thing is limited to [-] pieces. From this point, it can be seen that it is a bit reluctant?"

As Baker said, there is a saying that says, poor people play cars, rich people play watches. After becoming financially free in this life, Baker also keeps up with the trend.

Moreover, although assassins have a high death rate, they make money quickly and a lot. Buying a watch worth several million is indeed a bit extravagant for an assassin, but it is considered normal.

"But on the Upper East Side, there are no more than ten millionaires who own this watch."

"That's ten too."

"Yes, but other rich people change their watch straps."

"..."

The corner of Baker's mouth twitched slightly: "I'll change it tomorrow."

talking.

The elevator door opens.

Baker glanced at the two six-colored mushrooms placed at the door, opened the door straight, then looked at the cross that came in behind him and said, "Don't sit on the sofa, I just changed it last month. I'll go get the medicine box."

Yes.

The cross is wounded.

He was shot in the abdomen. Even though the cross wrapped gauze around his abdomen, as an assassin, Baker was quite sensitive to the smell of blood.

after an hour.

Baker used pliers to remove a specially made diamond-shaped bullet from the cross's abdominal wound.

"Did you match the card?"

"……Correct."

Card, a titled assassin of the New York Brotherhood, used bullets that he handmade in a basement.

The diamond-shaped bullet is his logo.

As for why it is called a card?

Who knows.

Baker's codename is still hero, so it's normal for an assassin to be called Kaka.

The cross had a painful expression, but he endured it in a daze.

"Card is indeed a good player." Cross took the gauze handed over by Baker, made a bandage himself, and slowly got up and said, "I didn't want to come to you, but my place has been exposed."

Baker said: "Although your arrival troubles me a bit, it's still within the acceptable range, do you want to drink?"

"can."

Baker smiled and walked towards the bar.

"Give."

"Thank you."

Cross sat on the high stool and took the bourbon handed over by Baker, thanked him and drank the wine in the glass.

Baker took a sip of the wine in his glass: "It's so refreshing, I'm not afraid of poisoning it, after all, you are the defector that the organization is trying to eradicate."

The cross put down the wine glass, and after being stimulated by the alcohol, the pain seemed to decrease a little: "You don't bother to poison."

Baker laughed.

Poisoning is a very low-handed technique, and Baker really disdains it.

"What are you going to do next?" Baker poured bourbon into the cup of the cross again, and said, "Do you really plan to stay with the organization forever?"

The cross shook his head and did not answer, but only asked, "Where is my son?"

Baker looked at the expression on Cross's face, raised his eyebrows, and said, "It's not bad. If there are no accidents, next week will be his debut day."

There is no need to hide this.

Baker has no reason to hide it. In this game, Baker is just a spectator. For him, whoever the final winner is is not harmful to him.

Cross nodded: "Do you know the target?"

Baker said with a smile: "The name given by fate is something we mortals can know."

Cross looked up at Baker.

Baker's eyes were clear, and he couldn't see any outward expression.

"I understand."

Cross was silent for a while, then got up: "I won't bother you anymore."

Baker smiled and said, "Let's go later."

Cross was taken aback for a moment.

Baker looked at the diamond-shaped bullet taken out of the cross body soaked in the wine glass next to him.

The eyes of the cross shrunk.

next second.

"Sorry, I don't know."

"fine."

Baker waved his hand and said, "Most of the card's bullets are self-made, and this guy is a graduate of MIT. It's common to like to make some weird bullets."

Yes.

The diamond-shaped bullet just taken out of the cross body is a positioning bullet that can emit signals.

……

(End of this chapter)