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Chapter 8 The Destiny Will Kill Me (Please recommend and ask for a monthly pass!)

after an hour.

Locke waved goodbye with a smile to the police officer who sent him to the door.

The police officer left his phone number, just in case Locke felt uncomfortable.

soon.

Wait until the police enter the elevator and leave.

Close the door.

Locke's face darkened suddenly.

Taking off his shirt, Locke walked into the bathroom, twisted his body, and carefully unwrapped the bandage that had just been wrapped around his body.

into the eye.

The dozen or so debris traces left behind had disappeared without a trace.

Level [-] tenacity, so terrifying!
"Gudong!"

Locke walked out of the bathroom, took out a bottle of bourbon from inside the bar, poured a glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

No ordinary 16-year-old boy can buy alcohol.

But Locke is no ordinary man.

next second.

Locke looked up and looked at the study on the second floor.

Inside the study.

It was still a special computer for the Continental Hotel, and Locke, with his shirt on naked, directly clicked on a chat software on the computer.

"Wu Shuang: "Are you there?""

"I'm not a Red Devil: "Say!""

『Wushuang: "There is a corpse that fell from the sky in Manhattan tonight, I want to know all about him."』

"I'm not a Red Devil: "Wait""

Locke looked at the message and leaned back in his computer chair.

The NYPD has the NYPD way of investigating crimes.

There is also the dark world!

Even in many cases, the intelligence of the dark world comes far faster than the institutions on the bright side.

If it wasn't for Locke who doesn't know how to trade in stocks, he can take advantage of the fast information transmission speed of the dark world, but he can get involved in the stock market.

Of course.

The intelligence of the dark world is both true and false.

But the source of information that Locke chatted with is still very good.

When Locke was in Texas, he had several transactions with this intelligence agent, and he could be regarded as a happy business partner. Locke also took several orders from this guy in private.

Anyway, Locke would not refuse anyone who came, as long as the order he placed made the system perform tasks, he would accept it.

As for who this guy is?

Locke seriously suspected that this guy was the Red Devil, that is, the legendary goalkeeper of the dark world.

Of course.

It was definitely not the Red Devil himself who was talking to him.

It should be a salesman under the Red Devils.

After all, the Red Devil's name is much louder than Locke's, and what's more, he eats information. Almost every second, someone looks for the Red Devil to do business.

Locke is just one of them.

after awhile.

I wrote back.

"I'm not a red devil: "One hundred thousand!""

『Wushuang: "Stealing money, who is it, information is so expensive?"』

Good guy.

『Wushuang: "I know your boss, let me give you a discount, we have been working together for so many years."』

"I'm not a Red Devil: "Wait!""

『Wushuang: "Okay."』

Locke stroked his chin, which had finally started to grow his beard again, and looked at the message on the computer screen.

One identity is worth [-]?
Do you really think money is not money?
Although the job of being an assassin is fast, but Locke has spent a lot these two days.

Let's say that.

If Locke doesn't take orders from now on, by this time next year, he will watch the IRS come to chat with him in tanks because he can't pay the property taxes.

『I'm not a red devil: "I asked the boss, and the boss said, you are our friend, this information can be given to you for free."』

There is nothing to be courteous, and it is either a traitor or a thief.

『Wushuang: "The price?"』

"I'm not a Red Devil: "Next time, if there is an order, please help us complete it for free, and exchange it at an equivalent price. If it exceeds this information, we will make up the difference."』』

『Wushuang: "No problem!"』

Locke typed directly and said.

There is no love and hate in this world for no reason.

He also doesn't want to be cheap, after all, free things have been thoroughly proved, the more free things, the higher the price required.

fair enough.

Equivalent exchange.

This is what he does. It doesn't matter who he kills, as long as the system can issue tasks, as long as the system issues tasks, it will be judged as a bad person. If he kills, there is no psychological pressure.

In this world, after all, there must be someone to uphold justice.

So……

Why can't that person be me?

soon.

Ding dong.

Locke opened his mailbox in the dark world and clicked in.

Raised eyebrows!

WTF?

Gallagher Able, male, 35 years old, alias Mr. Y, Dark World, New York Brotherhood Assassin!
what's the situation?
Mr. Y?

fraternity?
assassin?

Peer?

What are you doing?
"Ding! 』

"Mission completed

『Task Rewards: "Achievement Points*1000", "Potential Points*1000", "Treasure Refresh Coupon*1"』

"Ding! 』

"Mission generated! 』

『New mission: My fate is up to me! 』

『Task Rewards: "Achievement Points*2000", "Potential Points*2000", "Treasure Refresh Coupon*1"』

『Mission description: "In this world, there is such a magical textile machine. According to legend, this textile machine will bring God's will. There is a group of people who save ten, hundreds, or even thousands of people by killing one person. Practicing your own beliefs, any name that appears on the loom will be cleared by them, what if your name appears?"』

『Remarks: You are a player. If there is a destiny in this world, then this destiny is not qualified to judge you! 』

"W...T...F?"

Locke frowned.

textile machine?
fraternity?
Wanted?
Just kidding Xiami, how could Lao Tzu's name appear on the destiny loom?

Locke raised his eyebrows with an expression of disbelief.

Isn't that fate loom fake?
Naturally, Locke has seen the movie Wanted. Similarly, he also knows that there is a fraternity here. He even plans to find a way to pay a visit after he has stabilized his foothold in New York after a while.

after all……

"Spike Spear Technique" is a unique skill.

The signature skill of the Brotherhood!
but……

I haven't gone to the textile factory to study yet, good guy, tell me now, Lao Tzu's name has been fiddled with by the loom of fate?

Did I offend the old nigger?
Locke blinked, recalling such a question in his mind.

wrong.

The Fate Spinning Machine, it seems that at the beginning, it was indeed true, and it was not forged by Sloan, and Sloan was indeed doing his best to practice his so-called justice with the name on the Fate Spinning Machine.

It seems that after Sloan discovered his name, Sloan's mentality completely exploded, and then he chose to start forging, using the fate loom as an excuse to make profits for himself.

and so……

In fact, the spinning machine of destiny cannot be said to be fake, but, will Sloan confuse the real with the fake?

That is to say?

Destiny wants to kill me?
Locke raised an eyebrow.

……

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