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Chapter 406 Titan Gold Union? (The first update, please book in full!!)
Boom!
Locke landed, changed his figure, put on a pair of ordinary glasses on himself, switched to the witch form, and then walked out of the alley in the Hell's Kitchen area and stopped in his tracks, thinking bow your head.

Touched by six senses!

Locke closed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Witch Heart Demon?"

Locke thought of his version of Bone Demon, and couldn't help laughing: "Isn't it tiring for this fool to talk about him three times a day?"

Ever since he was beaten violently by Locke in the endless dimension, almost every day, morning, noon and night, just like a rooster crowing, he touched Locke's six senses with resentment on time.

Locke wanted to block the Witch Heart Demon for a while.

but……

Considering the fragments of the hell dimension falling from the Witch Heart Demon, Locke thought about it, but still didn't do it. Moreover, the Witch Heart Demon, which is very punctual in the morning, noon and evening, can also be used as an alarm.

only.

This guy, he's so free tonight, and he gave himself an extra meal?
Locke thought so and shook his head.

Suddenly, there was a little bit of envy.

Have a look.

Witch heart demons are so fucking able to feed themselves extra meals at night, but he, in the middle of the night, didn't sleep, and ran here.

It's all your fault!

Locke's eyes moved up, and in the distance was the manor that Jin Bingna had spent a lot of money to build.

"damn it."

Locke was thinking about it on the way here, but he couldn't figure out why Jin Bin did this. However, since he did it, he had to bear the price: "Destroy it."

In a word.

Anyway, he doesn't hang out in the bottom society like Hell's Kitchen. Whether Jin Bin is there or not doesn't matter much to him.

In a word.

Net worth hundreds of millions.

wrong.

It's a decent person with a net worth of over a million, and he wouldn't even think of coming to Hell's Kitchen, let alone, after he has money, he's still hanging around in Hell's Kitchen.

and so.

Do not live by sin.

Die early and live early.

Locke shook his head and sentenced Jin Bing to death.

far away!

Jin and that spent a lot of money to build the manor.

"what?"

In the manor, there are still suits and leather shoes. Jin Bing, who looks powerful and oppressive, with his bald head in the shape of a strong man, listens to his subordinate's report: "Damn it, where's Bullseye?"

Jin also listened to his subordinates' report about what happened not long ago in the apartment of Senior Superintendent George Stacey, and then he flew into a rage in an instant.

damn it.

The task he gave Bullseye was clear and clear!
Just come to the door, say hello, and express some kind of goodwill.

But what did Bullseye do?
police officer death?

Home demolished?

Shet!

You're a fucking professional killer, not a husky, the dog of wolves!
A little policeman, if he hangs up, he hangs up, Jin is not shocked, it's amazing, find an illegal immigrant, give him some money, or even don't need money, and he can obediently let him come to confess his crime.

But the latter?
Greetings turned into house demolition?
Ah.

This kind of thing, in fact, is not very big for Jin Bing, but it must not be said that it is small.

This is not a good thing.

The same is true for him.

Is this what his orders to Bullseye look like?

Although Bullseye is only for collecting money to do things, if something goes wrong, he has a hundred ways to push it out completely, but this habit is very bad. What to do, if every time, his words are embellished by his subordinates, then where is his majesty?
Golden and gloomy.

"What about the other guy, what about Bullseye, let him come over, damn it."

"I haven't come back yet."

"what?"

The subordinate looked at Jin Bin, who was expressionless, with a muscular face, who seemed to be looking for two squeezes to relieve the pressure, couldn't help but swallowed and said, "Bullseye's phone can't get through. And, it seems, Bullseye is badly wounded."

"Ok?"

"The NYPD informant said..."

With a gloomy face, Jin Bin looked at his hesitant subordinates and said coldly, "What did you say?"

The subordinate swallowed, thought for a while, and took out the mobile phone from his pocket, handed it to Jin Bing, and said, you should read it yourself.

After Jin Bing took over the phone, his subordinates took a few steps back.

Jin Bin glanced at the actions of his subordinates, snorted coldly, and turned his gaze to the monitor in his hand, which was also copied from the monitoring center.

This monitoring is the monitoring on the road opposite Gwen Road.

exactly.

Right across from Gwen's kitchen.

play.

In an instant, I saw a shadow, and was directly smashed into the kitchen. Then, after a while of dingling sound, the target eye Lester appeared in the picture directly struggled to turn over. The glass was broken, and then, without hesitation, he fell from the kitchen window on the fifth floor, and then disappeared into the surveillance screen in the corner alley.

"hiss!"

Jin Bin looked at the face of Bullseye Lester hitting the top of the air conditioner in the picture, and couldn't help but sucked in a breath of air-conditioning. He was wearing a black and white combat uniform in the surveillance, but his physical features were clearly a picture of a woman: "Who is this?"

The subordinate shook his head honestly: "I don't know."

Jin Bing raised his head with a swish.

His subordinates were shocked: "When our people were just preparing to go, Senior Superintendent George Stacey had already led the team back."

"so……"

Jin Bing exerted a little force with his right hand and clicked it. In an instant, the mobile phone under his hand was slowly squeezed and exploded. He stood up slowly, like a beast coming out of the cage: "You don't have any news?"

He swallowed his saliva.

"old……"

"what!"

My subordinates haven't finished speaking yet.

Like an elephant lifting a little rooster, Jin Bing directly held the Tianling Gai under his hand and stood up from the ground: "So, you didn't bring me anything, so you woke me up?"

The seven orifices of the hand that was pressed by the Tianling Gai were bleeding: "Rao... Rao..."

at this time.

"Maybe, I can tell you."

"Who?"

Jin Bin was taken aback for a moment, looked up, looked at Locke who came out with a smile on his sunglasses, and frowned: "Who are you?"

"puff!"

"Boom!"

His hand fell to the ground, he was not lucky, because his head was crushed.

Jin took out the handkerchief in his suit pocket, wiped his right hand stained with warm blood, raised his head, and stared at Locke expressionlessly: "Where are my people?"

Locke was very honest: "Dead."

Not only were all the people guarding the manor outside dead, but to be precise, apart from Jin Bing, there was no second living person in this manor.

Locke is a very elegant and easy-going person in many cases.

but……

After angering Locke, in Locke's eyes, everyone is equal.

Since he lives in Jin Bing's manor, he is a member of Jin Bing. In this case, if he enjoys happiness with Jin Bing, then when he ransacked his house, he should also follow Jin Bing to ransack his house.

As for that Bullseye Lester?
Ha ha.

Locke has just taken the time to go to the Continental Hotel to place an order. It is estimated that by tomorrow at the latest, the information of the Bullseye Leicester Nine Clan will be sent to his email.

By the time.

In a word, in Locke's eyes, during an avalanche, every snowflake is bravely rushing to the end of the world.

Jin didn't listen to Locke's words.

Laughed.

"You know, are you the first one to try to kill me this year?"

"do not know."

Locke didn't pay attention to Hell's Kitchen before. His level and grade, if he was in Hell's Kitchen, he would be lowering his status. Jin Bing, he saw him for the first time today.

"No. 30 five."

"Oh."

"Do you know what their final outcome is?"

"do not know."

Locke shook his head and said, "Also, I'm not interested, you can go on your way."

Talking too much is the villain's patent.

Not his.

After Locke finished speaking, he opened his right hand.

next second.

"Roar!"

Jin Bin suddenly jumped out like a wild bear, and appeared directly in front of Locke. His right fist, whistling like a hill, hit Locke's face directly.

"Ok?"

Locke stood on the spot, turned sideways on the spot, then bent over instantly, slipped his feet, slid towards the back, regained his footing, and looked at Jin Bin thoughtfully: "Interesting."

Jin Bin is actually immune to magic.

Good guy.

This is the first time.

Locke raised his eyebrows and looked at Jin Bin, who once again looked like a speedy and completely mismatched figure, and once again dodged Jin Bin's attack: "What the hell are you?"

It's not something magically created to resist.

the reason is simple.

Any magical creation, under his endless energy, will be broken directly, because no magical creation can resist his endless energy, even if it is an infinite gem, as long as his endless energy is infused quickly, the infinite gem can be destroyed His infinite energy exploded.

Gold and...

Relying on himself, he was immune to his magic, directly and fundamentally, immune to his abilities.

"interesting!"

"The fun is yet to come."

Jin Bing let out a snort, breathed out, and his size seemed to be even bigger, he looked to be a full [-] meters: "Magician, no wonder, dare to come and take my life, but I am a Titan!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Locke disappeared in place and appeared behind Jin Bing, raising his eyebrows: "Titan, is it true?"

The Titans...

Isn't it extermination?

wrong.

There is also an orphan in the Titan family, the purple sweet potato essence, the comb essence Thanos.

However, unlike Zhao's orphan, Thanos, the titan orphan, did not become an orphan because of outsiders, but relied on his own strength to turn himself into an orphan.

because……

The reason why the Titans were exterminated was because of Thanos.

It was Thanos, when he was young, he did it himself, wiped out the Titans, and turned himself into an orphan of Titans.

……

(End of this chapter)