Super player of a certain American comic

Chapter 216 Arthur the Mechanic
night time.

When Locke walked into the Continental Hotel again, he could clearly feel the awe and fear in the eyes looking at him from the corner of the eye around him.

After all, Locke turned people into big gray rats on live TV.

Although the outside world has clarified that it was a magic trick, and Locke did not jump out to clarify it, but everyone who understands this kind of thing understands it, and only stupid people will believe it.

These days, there are some things that need to be listened to in reverse.

therefore.

Although Locke hadn't received an order for nearly half a year, his reputation in the assassin arena was rising day by day. The most obvious point was that some people used to make fun of Wushuang's notice.

at the moment?

Not a single fake notice, not even a joke.

Locke wanted to tell them that it was okay to play his notice card game, which he also played when he met the Red Devils. The rules reminded Locke of a board game.

Charon, who seemed to be standing at the front desk 24 hours a day, watched Locke's arrival with a smile on his face: "Long time no see, Mr. Wushuang, are you staying at the hotel or leisure?"

Locke nodded: "I have an appointment with someone from the Jin family."

Charon nodded, refreshed a room card, and handed it to Locke: "Room [-], Mr. Wushuang."

Although the Continental Hotel serves assassins, it is a transit point for the entire criminal world. Basically, the Continental Hotel knows everyone who has a name.

However, Continental Hotel has maintained its neutrality and has never broken it for so many years. Therefore, it has also formed a brand effect in the hearts of everyone in the criminal world.

soon.

Locke stepped out of the elevator.

Oncoming, two people came from the corridor on the left.

The six eyes are opposite.

The leader, a man who looked exactly like Jason Brent from the New York Police Department, was taken aback for a moment when he saw Locke, and then smiled: "Jesus Christ, am I right, Wushuang?"

Locke smiled, walked out of the elevator, and shook hands with one of his old acquaintances, Arthur, who is known as a mechanic in the industry: "Arthur, long time no see."

Arthur is Harry's disciple.

Locke is Chester's disciple.

Before Chester retired, he and Harry were good friends. Chester even asked Harry to come to Texas to teach him some skills and methods of making accidents.

But Locke wondered at the time, isn't killing everyone who saw it a perfect assassination?
After that, there is no more.

However, Locke was familiar with Arthur.

Arthur wiped his nose, and his voice was a little low and magnetic: "I should have said this. How long have you been in New York, but I haven't seen you here once."

Locke smiled.

With outsiders around, he never liked to chat too much.

Arthur seemed to have thought of something, pointed at the old man with a beard who looked exactly like Hannibal, and said, "Vizsla, Duncan Vizsla..."

Locke stretched out his hand: "Black Caesar, old man, I have long admired you."

As a master leading an apprentice, an assassin with a legacy, although there are not so many rules, but you still need to respect your seniors when you meet them.

not to mention.

This appearance, but Uncle Ba, whom Locke has always admired.

Let me ask, in this world, who wouldn't want to taste the delicious food cooked by Uncle Ba himself with Uncle Ba?

but.

This Duncan was a little cold, but after shaking hands with Locke, he didn't say much.

Arthur invited: "Have a drink together?"

Locke nodded: "Okay, you go down first, I'll finish my work and go find you."

Arthur looked at the room card in Locke's hand and nodded.

Didn't ask too many questions.

Do your own business and don't meddle in other people's orders. This is also the rule of the industry.

Locke waited until Arthur and the black Caesar got into the elevator, and found room [-].

Refreshed the room card.

Push door.

Accompanied by the sound of the pistol being pulled out, the two guards protecting the employer quickly put down the pistol after seeing Locke walking in wearing sunglasses.

A blond man in a suit wearing a suit over there, who looked like a businessman, saw this scene and immediately knew that the person who came was the right one.

Get up.

Packed with smiles.

"Good evening, Mr. Wushuang."

"good evening."

Locke shook hands with the man in front of him.

Taylor Jin looked excited: "Thank you, Mr. Wushuang, for giving me this list."

Locke said: "Although your younger brother Francis is very good, I don't like to lose, I like to win. You are the king of the generation of the Jin family. Naturally, I will choose you. I believe that you will give away my things. It sold for a very good price."

Taylor King looked excited: "I promise, Mr. Peerless."

The Jin family is a very cruel family.

Let's say that.

The Jin family kidnaps and steals specific people and things, and finds a specific buyer for auction. The difference is that after each auction, the two sons have to calculate their transaction amount separately, and the person with the smaller amount must perform a "Russian roulette" .

The loser shoots himself in the head.

There is a [-] in [-] chance of dying.

But there is also a five-in-six chance of surviving.

In this way, the two can be encouraged to work harder to find trading targets and objects, and it can also better motivate their family, so that their family can continue to thrive.

To be blunt.

This family has a brain.

but……

This has nothing to do with Locke.

Locke pulled the plastic bag in his hand.

Taylor Jin was slightly taken aback looking at the cheap supermarket bags that can be seen everywhere, and even looking at the three square characters "RT-Mart" on the cheap supermarket bags couldn't help but look up at Locke.

Locke handed the things to Taylor: "Sorry, I went to the East Country and found that it was too late."

Life is all about acting.

What is false is true, and what is true is false. In case, this kind of inconspicuous detail works, it is a very convenient thing anyway.

The sound of plastic bags rustling.

soon.

On the plastic bag, written in human skin, the thick Voodoo Encyclopedia, like a Codex of England, was taken out by Taylor King wearing white gloves.

"Wow."

Taylor King touched the voodoo book with gloved hands that were expensive enough to ensure the same feel as bare hands. He couldn't help admiring, and then looked at Locke: "I can..."

Locke nodded: "Of course."

Auction.

It must be to identify the authenticity, this thing, you can not guarantee that it is true if you say it is true, other people come to the auction because of the reputation of the auction.

If there is a fake in it, then the reputation of the Earl King family may be ruined.

but……

Although the education model of the Jin family is a bit perverted, there are still merits. At the very least, whether it is Taylor in front of him or his brother Francis, they have become the top appraisers before they are 30 years old. , his vision is no less than that of any top appraiser outside.

And it's all-powerful.

Unlike appraisers outside, some top appraisers are seriously biased.

but……

There is also a female appraiser next to Taylor King.

Should be used for cross-validation.

Locke didn't pay too much attention.

Taylor King sat on the chair, concentrating on it, as if flipping through the pages of the Voodoo Encyclopedia one by one, making a very detailed identification.

Locke thought of Arthur who had just met in the corridor, and said to the serious and firm Taylor King over there: "I'm drinking down below, okay, come find me."

Taylor King looked respectfully at Locke who turned and walked towards the door after saying this: "Okay, Mr. Wushuang."

Again.

After the live broadcast on the TV station, Locke's unparalleled reputation has basically reached its peak in the assassin world.

after all……

No one is sure to give Locke a happy time, and if there is no such assurance, then Locke will make them unhappy for the rest of their lives.

Imagine yourself as a big gray mouse?

That feeling, just thinking about it, feels that life is worse than death.

However, Locke knew that although the big gray mouse in the basement of the New York Police Department was worse than death, he didn't have the courage to commit suicide.

Of course, it was useless for the big gray mouse to try to commit suicide.

Because, the big gray mouse was tied up and hung in the air. It also had food, whatever food it ate, and infusions. The doctors in the autopsy room would be responsible for its nutrition to ensure that it could survive.

in the bar.

When Locke came over, the black Caesar had disappeared.

Arthur, who was sitting across from him, snapped his fingers and called the attendant: "The transaction is over, let's go, that guy has always been lonely."

Black Kaiser can be regarded as the same period as Chester and Harry.

but.

Chester wants to retire, and has already retired.

But Harry wanted to shine, became Arthur's partner, and continued to work with Arthur.

Black Caesar also wants to retire, but because he has not reached the retirement age, he is still working hard.

"Bourbon, Thunder Bourbon!"

Locke said to the attendant, and then looked at Arthur curiously: "Haven't you retired yet?"

"almost."

Arthur drank the whiskey in front of him, thought for a while and said, "There are still about two years."

Locke nodded.

He was taught by Chester's master-student relationship, and he was a freelancer, while Arthur and Harry were in an old killer company.

Black Caesar was originally a free man, but later, a killer company poached him, promised a rich pension, and bound Black Caesar.

Locke couldn't help shaking his head: "So, it's okay, don't touch that thing."

Black Caesar has a drug addiction.

Most killers have it, especially the younger ones these days.

But stress is never an excuse.

Locke has never had any sympathy for active poisonous dogs.

Chester did not.

Even when Chester accepted Locke as his apprentice, he told Locke not to touch that thing, otherwise, I would clean up the door myself.

Locke wanted to laugh.

But I have to say, it's really because Chester's views are somewhat similar to his.

That's why Locke became Chester's disciple.

……

(End of this chapter)