Super player of a certain American comic

Chapter 610 Kai Wushuang Openly (Second Update!!)

Agent Alan stared at his eyes. Although he was wearing a black suit, it was covered with bloodstains. Although he was smiling, his eyes were cold. Even Locke, who also had bloodstains on his face, fell into a trance.

In particular, there is Molly who makes a cooing sound in her throat from time to time.

Although Allen, who claims to be a tough guy, couldn't help swallowing at this moment.

Seeing this, Locke smiled slightly, stretched out his right hand, and then patted Allen on the shoulder like a frightened bunny, with a soft tone, pointing to the paper and pen on the table again and again: "Information, Thanks."

Allen looked at Locke.

Mechanical...and hollow!
next second.

Allen involuntarily grabbed the pen with his movable right hand, and then, seemingly mechanically, began to write information on the paper.

The corner of Locke's mouth rose slightly.

During these three months, Locke did his best, and he was No.1 in any course.

Unshakable!

and……

At NO.15 last month, the practical hypnosis course that I started to teach, Locke, is also well-deserved number one.

It's quite easy to make a head start, and then add a little bit of blood plasma or something.

Locke smiled and looked at Alan, who was writing the information on the paper, with a very satisfied expression.

in the monitoring room.

Walter Burke put down the binoculars, looked at the calm outside, and turned around, feeling somewhat unscientific: "How about the surveillance at the target house?"

"everything is normal."

"Not right."

Dennis Slane, the deputy commander of the Langley operation, also turned around when he heard this, looked at Walter Burke who was standing on the monitoring side with his hands on his hips, and said, "What's wrong?"

Walter Burke looked at the time on his watch: "It's almost 11:30 now."

Dennis Slane spread his hands: "Is there something wrong, isn't the time until tomorrow's sunrise?"

Walter Burke shook his head, and asked the training agent to check out Locke's schedule.

soon.

The work and rest schedule was retrieved.

Walter Burke stared at the read schedule, and then looked at the data above: "Since Locke came in, in the past three months, he has basically kept leaving the room on time at 06:30 in the morning. Come out, and then, get into the habit of going to bed before twelve o'clock at night."

Dennis Slane said: "It's a good habit."

He's the second-in-command of the operation, not the special agent of the operation.

Dennis Slane sat in the office and issued tasks. The weapon was the right in his hand, not the weapon in his hand. Naturally, he didn't quite understand what the gap was.

Walter Burke looked at Dennis Slane: "Rock Broughton is the most conceited and proudest of all the students."

Dennis Slane didn't want to think about it anymore, and looked directly at Walter Burke: "What do you want to say? Locke will be an excellent agent, even the director thinks so."

No.1, conceit, shouldn't it be right?

"Yes, so, it is impossible for him to delay the time until midnight, because it will delay his rest time!"

"……what?"

Walter Burke didn't explain anything, but looked at the surveillance agent: "Enlarge the surveillance of the target bedroom."

The agent complied.

The expanded bedroom surveillance instantly appeared on the big screen.

Monitoring, everything is normal.

but……

Walter Burke stared at Molly and Allen lying on the bed in the surveillance, and then, his eyes fixed on a green plant placed on the table.

next second.

Walter Burke narrowed his eyes: "The monitoring is covered."

Dennis Slane got up when he heard this.

"what?"

"Damn it, he's already in."

"what?"

Walter Burke directly took a deep breath, and he was also surprised in his heart. Without him, the green plant that appeared on the monitor just now would vibrate regularly every three seconds. If he wasn't careful, it would be Impossible to notice.

"Yes."

The agent who reacted quickly filtered the surveillance source, and said: "The surveillance was hacked 10 minutes ago."

Walter Burke Pupil Earthquake.

at the same time.

Another 10 minutes is up.

James Clayton, who was outside the house, also had a 10-minute routine conversation with Sam, who was supposed to be on the second floor of the floor where the bedroom was, once again according to the agreed time.

Locke looked at Allen who had written the information after being hypnotized, and raised the corner of his mouth. Then, he looked at the walkie-talkie ringing in his hand, and then, he looked up and looked at the surveillance camera in the upper left corner of the house.

James Clayton, who was outside the house, frowned when he heard the intercom that received no reply for three seconds.

at this time.

Sam's voice came out of the walkie-talkie, and then there was a conversation between Sam and Roy, and by the way, a conversation between Roy and Jeff.

Same as before.

Layer to layer.

only……

When James Clayton was about to put away the walkie-talkie, he saw a pinch of lights flickering in the monitoring room in the distance from the corner of his eye, and seemed to think of something.

"Hey, Sam."

James Clayton grabbed the walkie-talkie, looked up, and stared at the corridor window on the second floor: "Do you remember what I said to you when you entered the room?"

Locke, who was folding up the information and putting it in his arms, smiled slightly when he heard James Clayton's words from the walkie-talkie.

James Clayton repeated, "Sam?"

Locke opened the room, stared at the dark first floor through the gap in the stairs, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and rang the intercom: "Okay, I was caught by you, James, but the game is over!"

Outside!

James Clayton listened to Locke's voice, which was transmitted directly from the walkie-talkie without any disguise, and his pupils instantly completed the entire process of the volcanic eruption!
"Shet!"

James Clayton quickly came back to his senses and roared angrily, "He's in!"

"what?"

"what?"

"how come?"

"When?"

When James Clayton said this, in an instant, many students walking on the road disguised as bodyguards turned their eyes over involuntarily, and they all expressed shock!
After James Clayton over there finished speaking, he was already in the lead and ran towards the gate of the house.

Bang.

Locke, who was in the house when he heard the door breaking, thought for a while, then tilted his head and stepped back, only to hear a click.

In the house, the electricity is directly lost!
Darkness instantly enveloped the entire house.

"Night Vision!"

"clear."

James Clayton, who had just set foot in the house, looked at the power supply that fell instantly, and without the slightest panic, he yelled directly, and then activated the night vision imager that had already been prepared and worn on his head.

After all, in this game, Locke is the thief, and they are the soldiers.

The intercom beeps!
Locke's voice came from the walkie-talkie: "Good guy, are you using all the night vision devices?"

Holding a rubber pistol in his hand, James Clayton directed the crowd to disperse with gestures, and then, with a vigilant face, he walked slowly on the stairs leading to the second floor: "You are number one, don't do anything, I'm sorry result?"

Locke laughed and said: "I don't care, I have already got the information."

James Clayton said: "But you haven't successfully retreated yet. You can succeed countless times, but as long as you make a mistake once, you lose. I'm sorry, you just made a mistake when you talked to me."

"Oh?"

"You should have received the information long ago."

"It's okay, 3 minutes ago."

"You should have sneaked away, just like you sneaked in, but you are too conceited."

"is it?"

"Yes, you can't run because of your ego."

"Whoever said I couldn't run, said I was conceited, James, in fact, you are the most conceited."

"what?"

"Speaking of which, I would also like to thank you. If you didn't arrange bodyguards to enter the room, I wouldn't have acted so fast. Your people came in. In the house, I don't need to dismantle those surveillance devices. And, thank you again You were so thoughtful, you put on your night vision goggles, and by the way, you opened the door for me."

"Ha ha……"

The words did not fall.

James Clayton kicked open the door of the storage room on the second floor.

next second.

The expression is condensed on the face.

Locke's voice came from Molly's mobile phone placed on the partition of the storage room, and then, through the intercom that was pressed all the time, it was output to the intercom at James Clayton's waist: "Who stipulated that you must Sneaked away from the back door, I like to go through the front door!"

"not good……"

"Shet!"

"he is……"

"Boom!"

Directly from Locke in the room on the first floor, when meeting, he punched a student wearing a night vision goggle in front of him, and the student's head buzzed and he lay down on the ground.

"Puff puff!"

He's on the first floor!
A student looked at Locke who disappeared from sight again in a blink of an eye. With his heart beating, he roared angrily, "His sundries on the first floor..."

The words have not yet fallen!

With a sound of Duang, the student who tipped off the news directly raised his head to the back, then rolled his eyes, and with a bang, he lost consciousness and lay down on the back.

Locke chuckled and glanced at the rapidly approaching tactical lights over there, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised!

What is the real assassination?

no doubt.

The silent assassination is the real assassination, but this kind of silence, one is to come quietly, one is to go quietly, and the other is what Locke most admires.

Killed all the enemies, to ensure that none of the enemies can survive, this is also a stealth assassination!

and……

In terms of grade, it is much higher than that kind of black gun, or else!

……

(End of this chapter)