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Chapter 275 Attack of Killer 46

Mrs. M, who was far away in London, put down the phone after getting a reply from the other end of the phone.

but……

Mrs. M sat in her seat and thought for a while, but she was still a little worried. She took out another phone, edited an instruction for the other party to go to New York immediately, put down the phone in her hand, and frowned.

For some reason, she felt that she shouldn't have made the first call.

the next day.

Sunday.

Locke studied the information sent by the Red Devils in his study, and there was not much information about the international contract intermediary office.

really.

This ICA has a lot to do with MI6.

Just from the logos of the International Contract Agency and MI[-], it can be almost concluded that, after all, not all organizations are keen to wear a crown.

"Jingle Bell."

"Hey?"

"Lock, it's me, Kahn, and Cindy and I are going to Long Island. You and Gwen should hurry over here too."

"it is good."

Today is the weekend, last weekend, I promised Cindy and Kahn to attend the party at their villa in Long Island.

Locke naturally remembered this matter.

Glancing at the time.

After Locke put down the phone, with his right hand, he drew a circle on one of the printed materials called Diana, whose surname was unknown.

He was very impressed with Killer 47, but at most, he only knew that the organization of Killer 47 existed, and he didn't know much about the others.

Locke looked at a photo sent by the Red Devils along with the information, smiled, put the photo in a program he wrote using hacking techniques when he was bored these days, turned off the computer screen, and then got up, set the A mine was stuffed behind the door of the study, and then he left to pick up Gwen and go to the party.

Trouble is trouble.

Life is life, and Locke is still sure, distinguishing trouble from life.

Again.

With his current position, his exposed combat power can already make him immune to most threats, and it won't arouse anyone's suspicion.

Under the witness of George, he practiced a good marksmanship.

even……

That time he was on the Poseidon, under the watchful eyes of Gwen and others, he fought with sharks, showing his melee combat. As long as Locke doesn't let his bullets turn, no matter how exposed, no one will fight him. The Peerless Assassins are linked together.

After the textile mill incident, Locke deliberately let the Peerless Assassin fade out of his world, trying to cut it as much as possible. Moreover, the Peerless Assassin also revealed that he had a witch accomplice.

Locke didn't.

If George still thinks that Locke is the unparalleled assassin, then, the dark head of state, Locke feels that George will suspect his daughter Gwen.

This is obviously impossible.

How could Gwen be a witch?

Locke felt that if Gwen had to be extraordinary, the white spider would be better.

The white spider's uniform is pretty nice.

Overcome temptation.

But this also seemed impossible. Locke, who was sitting in the car, waiting for Gwen to go downstairs, looked at the blond Gwen who appeared at the door of the apartment, and smiled slightly. His Gwen could not be a spider.

"Good morning."

"morning."

Locke kissed Gwen who got into the car, and then looked curiously at the things Gwen put in the trunk just now: "What are you holding?"

"Food."

Gwen put on her seat belt: "Long Island's ingredients are extremely expensive, why not bring them from home, and Cindy also brought some, we have a barbecue party in the afternoon, what do you think?"

Locke started the car, clicked on the navigation, and drove towards the destination on Long Island. He smiled and said, "It's all right."

Gwen smiled, took out the phone, and called Cindy: "Cindy, we are leaving, do you need to bring anything else?"

Cindy, who had just arrived at the Long Island villa, covered her forehead: "Bring some charcoal over here. I just found out when I checked that the charcoal is useless."

Gwen laughed: "Okay, what else do you need?"

"Gone."

Cindy smiled, held the phone between her shoulders, and together with Kahn lifted the barbecue grill in the garage towards the beach in the backyard: "I just need you to come over quickly, I need you, I found out, before When I went to a party, I felt that organizing a party was very simple, but when I organized it here, it was too much trouble."

Gwen hummed, chatted for a while, then put down the phone, talked to Locke, and then marked a location on the map: "Go to this place to buy, just pass by there, my father and colleagues used to go to Long Island to do When it comes to barbecue parties, I always go there to buy."

Locke nodded.

Kennedy International Airport.

Wearing a black suit, a red tie, and a bald head, Killer 46 appeared in a public parking lot.

next second.

A man wearing a hat inadvertently brushed past Killer 46, and in just a split second, a file bag was exchanged.

Killer 46 took out a car key from the file bag.

Drip!

Not far away, a 8% new Audi R[-] parked there flashed its headlights twice.

boarding.

close the door.

Killer 46 opened the grid on the side of the co-pilot, and took out another envelope from inside. A silver-white pistol, a photo, and a disposable mobile phone fell out of it.

A silver pistol, a real silver dancer.

photo?Locke's.

Killer 46 looked at the photo in his hand, and with his right hand wearing a leather glove, he pressed the button of the disposable phone, found the only number stored in the call log and dialed it.

soon.

The call is connected.

"Number 46, your mission, to assassinate the owner of this photo, Locke Broughton, who appears to be a tenth grade student at Midtown High School in New York City, but he is indeed an agent recruited by the CIA, and he already knows about our organization's Existence, as an unauthorized insider, you need to assassinate him to ensure the concealment of our organization."

"The location of his vehicle's location information has been sent to the screen of your vehicle."

"Good luck, Killer 46!"

"This message will be destroyed in ten seconds."

Killer 46 unhurriedly took down the phone from his ear, then opened the window, and threw the phone out. There was a bang, and a muffled sound came from the phone, followed by smoke from the four corners of the phone. It popped up, obviously, this is the destruction mentioned in the phone call just now.

hum!
The car lights up, and with the lighting of the car's central control, there is a green sign, and that green sign is driving from Queens to Long Island at a speed of less than fifty yards.

Killer 46 installed the muffler on the silver dancer with a deadpan face, clicked it, and after confirming that it was undoubtedly loaded, he directly started the remaining silver Audi R8, and then quickly moved towards Long Island. and go.

Although Long Island is called New York Long Island, in fact, if it is distinguished by the number of rings, Long Island is actually far away from Manhattan.

Queens is already some distance away from New York City, while Long Island is still east of Queens.

Strictly speaking, Long Island and New Jersey are the same. In the hearts of New Yorkers, New Jersey grows grass in the countryside, while the aborigines on Long Island are complained about growing potatoes.

But the complaints are the complaints, and this does not delay the development of Long Island's real estate at all.

Since 2000, some wealthy people have liked to buy villas near the sea in Long Island, especially in their destination this time, Hampton, for vacations and so on.

"Pepper also has a house in Southampton."

In the past few days, it can be said that Gwen, who has concentrated on studying the real estate development of Long Island, popularized it towards Locke, and then said: "Pepper also said that there is still room for growth in Long Island real estate. If you buy it now, whether it is an investment Either way, it's more appropriate."

Locke smiled and said, "Then buy it. The day before yesterday, didn't you say that you liked two sets?"

Gwen nodded: "Why don't I make an appointment with the real estate agent to see if he's free today, and let's go and have a look?"

Locke said: "Okay, anyway, those two buildings are not far away. After buying charcoal, if you have time, just go and have a look."

It's not a wedding room, and the price is less than 50, which is relatively cheap after including property taxes.

Locke said so, slowly moved the vehicle off the main road, and then slowly parked at the door of a shop next to the road.

The shop is small.

After getting out of the car, Locke paused.

Gwen, who got off the co-pilot, saw that he was still talking just now, and suddenly Locke of Karg looked curiously: "Aren't you going in?"

Locke recovered, looked at Gwen: "I'll wait for you here."

The direction of the six-sense warning just now came from the direction of New York City, not the small grocery department behind.

and……

The warning is weak.

It's so weak that if Locke's six senses are not very sharp, he will probably ignore it.

There are many levels of warning.

The lowest is just like this, very weak, weak or even negligible, but the highest is the frenzy of the six senses. The last time on the Poseidon, it was the highest level of warning.

But that time, Locke never thought that the danger would be the sea itself.

That time?

Earthquake?
Locke rubbed his chin, looked at Gwen who was walking towards the small shop, bent down, returned to the car, opened the co-pilot's cabinet, and handed over the last time George was worried that he didn't have a weapon to protect Gwen. Give him the Glock pistol.

Click twice.

Locke opened the safety of the Glock to avoid misshooting, and then, like a cowboy, stuffed the Glock into his lower back, squinting his eyes to see the way they came
Over there, an Audi R8 with the same silver color and even the same configuration as Locke rushed over like lightning.

……

(End of this chapter)