League of Legends

Chapter 12 The more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie

"Where are they?"

"downstairs."

"Exposed?"

"No."

Baker laughed: "Do you know why I want to make my home here?"

Cross thought for a while and shook his head.

"It's simple."

"Because if there is a riot at 820 Fifth Avenue, half of Wall Street will shake, and then the Commonwealth will shake."

Baker took a sip of the wine in his glass: "Besides, there is a signal jammer in my room. If the organization is not sure enough, I dare not attack like this."

Do you really think the assassin's motto is unscrupulous?

Of course.

Most of the assassins are unscrupulous, but the organization behind the assassins is not unscrupulous, at least they dare not confront Wall Street.

Because to a certain extent, Wall Street can be regarded as the number one funder of these assassin organizations living in New York today.

and so……

Unless Sloan didn't want to mess around anymore, otherwise, he wouldn't dare to let people attack No. 820 Fifth Avenue in broad daylight without any disguise.

"Then when shall I leave?" Cross asked after nodding.

"Now."

As Baker said so, he immediately left the hotel, walked to the sofa, and directly called the housekeeping company serving the apartment owner with a landline.

soon.

A commercial helicopter parked on the roof of the building began to operate.

Not to mention helicopters, even submarines, as long as the owner has money, the housekeeping company will find them as soon as possible, and then provide them for use by the owner.

Soon.

The commercial helicopter took off, and the professional pilots carried the cross directly to Jersey Airport in New Jersey.

Baker also returned home, and after a brief tidying up, he carried a plastic bag and entered the [Void Attack] state.

A food truck across the road from the building is the project.

There are two homeless men dressed as homeless men on the side of the garbage pipe in the building responsible for transporting garbage.

It is a pity.

Baker didn't send the garbage left by the cross directly through the garbage pipe, but threw it into a garbage bin in an alley after passing a block.

after that.

Baker looked at the watch on his wrist, thought for a while, and then prepared to buy himself another watch.

Logically speaking, the possibility of confirming through a watch is rare, but just in case, Baker felt that he should listen to the advice given by the cross.

the next day.

in the afternoon.

When Baker came to the textile factory, he knew from the tinker that Stupid Bai was going to perform the first mission of his assassin career tonight.

But there was only so much the Tinker knew.

Only Sloan, who deciphered the Loom of Fate, and the assassin who carried out the mission knew the name of the assassination target.

But silly white this time is an exception.

The fox in charge of leading him also knew, the fox knew, and naturally, Baker knew too.

Rob Dean Darden.

An investor living in Brooklyn is not at the same level as a Wall Street investor like Baker.

Baker's investment amount is not less than 500 million, and this Rob Dean Darden's largest investment is only 200 million.

In the restaurant of the textile factory, the tinkerers are opening. Every time a new assassin has a mission for the first time, there is this gamble.

Baker listened to everyone's betting amount, took out his wallet, took out a Franklin card from it and said, "Count me in."

Mosquitoes are meat no matter how small they are.

If there is money to make, why not make money? If it weren't for the fact that these goods have no deposits, Baker could directly bankrupt this group of people with a stud.

really.

Silly Bai didn't shoot, but asked a question that an assassin shouldn't ask in the pharmacist's soup pool.

"What did he have to do to die?"

"I don't know what bad things he did."

"I don't know how evil he is."

"I have no idea."

"We receive orders from the loom, fate, we can only blindly believe that what we are doing is right, and kill people we don't even know. I don't know if I can do it."

Wesley looked at the standing fox and questioned him from the inside.

Fox was expressionless.

"You have failed."

"...hero."

Wesley poked his head out of the soup pool to look at the black-haired Baker who came in from the outside, his eyes narrowed slightly and he called out Baker's code name.

Baker stood beside the fox and looked at Wesley who was taking a bath in the soup pond, and said to the fox in a flat tone, "Dead wood can never become wood, and a piece of soft mud can't stick to the wall."

talking.

Beck looked at Wesley, the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "By the way, I haven't thanked you yet."

Wesley was in a daze: "...Thank me?"

Baker nodded: "Of course, Tinker and the others opened the market just now, betting on whether you dare to shoot. I won. One Franklin won nine Franklins. Not bad, keep up the good work."

Wesley's face turned cold: "hero, what do you mean?"

Baker looked at Wesley, who had a trace of anger on his face, and turned a blind eye. The anger of a weak person is nothing more than incompetent rage. When a man gets angry, he bleeds three steps, and when a weak person gets angry, there is nothing wrong with it.

The fox glanced at Baker, then folded his arms and told Wesley a story expressionlessly.

A story about a little girl.

About 20 years ago, there was a ten-year-old girl whose father was a federal judge, so the little girl also thought that she would become a judge when she grew up. After all, this is considered a tradition.

The son of a politician will be a politician, the son of a businessman will be a businessman, and the son of a banker will be a banker.

But, at Christmas time, the little girl's father was handling a fraud case, and the defendant wanted a soft-hearted judge who could be bought by them, so they hired a man to visit the little girl's father.

The result can be imagined.

It was only after the little girl joined the [Brotherhood] that she realized that the name of this person was guided by fate, but because the assassin at the time was also soft-hearted and did not act.

The little girl is a fox.

"I don't know how far-reaching the decisions we make will have in the future. Maybe, if you kill one person, you can save 1000."

"That's the law of the [Brotherhood]!"

"That's what we believe in, and that's why we do these things."

"If you can't do it, maybe you should leave here, this place is not your world."

Done.

The fox turned and walked towards the door.

Outside.

Baker looked at the fox thoughtfully and said, "So, are you lying to me, or this idiot?"

Fox also told Baker about her life experience.

But compared with this story, there are two completely different versions.

But Baker believed the version he heard was true.

The fox smiled and said nothing.

……

(End of this chapter)