American Comics: Begin to investigate the tax issue of Director S.H.I.E.L.D.

Chapter 68 Is This Your Ordinary IRS Operations Specialist?

The ninja slashed down from the sky with a knife, and the force was like a bamboo. If it was an ordinary person, it would be too late to find out, and he would be killed with a single knife.

But Lin Yu is not an ordinary person.

The reminder from the bloodline of the assassin made him raise his head when the ninja was still falling in mid-air!
The ninja was startled, and his eyes were even more serious. He was very confident in his knife, not to mention that he was wearing a full set of protection. Even if Lin Yu shot, there was no way to kill him instantly, but he only needed one knife to complete it Task!

Then, he saw that Lin Yu took out a black, square-looking thing from nowhere.

Before he could react, Lin Yu threw that thing towards him!
The whistling sound of piercing the air came, and the ninja subconsciously swung his knife and slashed at that thing.

According to his expectation, with this knife, this thing will be cut in half by him, and then he will adjust his posture, rolling forward and falling with a knife.

Very handsome.

However, sometimes there is an insurmountable gap between ideal and reality.

At the moment when the blade meets the black square object... the sparks of the metal collision burst out, and the ninja's unimaginable force came from the collision, almost making the ninja unable to hold the knife, The long knife made of steel was bent to the extreme in an instant, and then broke!

Ninja's eyes widened subconsciously, but there was nothing he could do. With numb hands, he could only watch Lin Yu, who was waiting below, waving the folded stool in his hand towards his face. He didn't change his movement in mid-air The ability to track!

"boom!"

Lin Yu retracted the folding stool and moved a step to the left, and the ninja's body fell limply to the ground with a muffled sound.

A few more shots, and the few miscellaneous fish in the car were also wiped out.

Then Lin Yu went to pick up the square object that fell on the ground with a strange expression...it was the [rusty red brick].

"Well, maybe a million dollars didn't just buy a weapon enchanted with tetanus?" Lin Yu thought, picked up the brick and checked it, and found that it was undamaged.

Red bricks may be real red bricks... but the red bricks basically include a full layer of rust, which is probably not ordinary rust!
What kind of metal does this have to be put together, so that it can rust and still have this kind of defense?

Lin Yu now has a kind of surprise of recovering the lost $200 million.

Originally, I just held the idea of ​​recycling waste, and I smoked it even thinking about it, so I can't just let it go and eat ashes. Who knew that it was me who blamed the system by mistake?

Thinking about it...Millions of dollars, piled up in a pile, can block bullets, right?

Lin Yu walked unhurriedly to the side of the ninja who was knocked unconscious by a folding stool.

In the field of vision of the eagle eye, all enemies are invisible. Although the range is not very large, it can definitely be called a magical skill.

"It's too contemptuous of me to send only one assassin," Lin Yu said.

My understanding of the League of Assassins flashed in my heart.

The League of Assassins, the DC super villain organization, is also known as the League of Shadow Warriors in the Nolan version of the Batman trilogy, and its leader is Lars Al Ghul.

He is Batman's first villain.

As for why they stared at him...

"boom!"

Lin Yu raised the folding stool in his hand, and blocked the sniper attack impartially, without moving his hand in the slightest.

The surface of the folding stool is still as smooth as a mirror.

He raised his head and looked at the sniper on the edge of the rooftop with a smile on his face.

From a distance of tens of meters, Lin Yu seemed to see the shocked expression on the sniper's face.

At the same time, four shadow fighters who came to the vicinity of Lin Yu quietly in the dark attacked at the same time... The cold light suddenly appeared, and the murderous intent was amazing!
"No one can stop me from checking taxes," Lin Yu said sharply.

"nobody!"

……

"The storm is coming."

Falcone looked at the dark clouds outside the window that were slowly coming from a distance at a speed visible to the naked eye, blocking the sun, and felt a little worried.

Just before, Jonathan Klein notified him that the people sent from above had arrived, and then asked him how many people he wanted, and then went to carry out the operation.

Can they succeed?

Falcone was quite confident at the beginning, but when he knew that there were five shadow warriors coming this time... he became a little worried.

Logically speaking, to deal with an ordinary IRS commissioner, five shadow fighters are actually very impressive. According to the plan, these few people are even enough to disintegrate the power of the entire Gotham IRS.

However, for some reason, Falcone was inexplicably worried.

"Probably an illusion, just an ordinary IRS commissioner with a bit of accuracy..." Falco thought to himself.

"Dingling!" The phone on the table rang, and Falcone answered it immediately.

"The operation failed." Klein's voice came from the phone.

"What? Why? How is this possible?!" Falk was taken aback for a moment, and then questioned in disbelief, "Didn't you say it was very safe?!"

"I also want to ask you... what does it mean to be just an ordinary idealist, an ordinary IRS operation commissioner except for being a little accurate in marksmanship?"

Klein couldn't help it anymore, and roared: "He killed five shadow fighters, all alone! He used a damn folding stool and a brick! He was even able to block the sniper attack with Nafak's damn folding stool!" Gun bullets!

I'm even glad I wasn't there at the time, but saw this scene through surveillance! "

Falcone was silent for a while, he didn't even know how to answer what Klein said, because in his opinion, what Klein said was like a fantasy.

"This is a serious loss beyond the plan, and it may even lead to the complete exposure of the plan. I need to report the situation to the higher authorities immediately," Klein snarled and then quickly calmed down, "That guy is coming towards you, I think You should know what you can say and what you can't say."

"I cannot cooperate with the tax investigation," Falcone said.

"I just need to make sure that the plan is not leaked. How you want to do it is your own business," Klein said, "You just need to know that if you say something you shouldn't say, your fate will only be worse die.

Don't think about relying on that 'ordinary' IRS commissioner. When that adult comes with a large army, he will only be a slightly harder stone in the collapsed Gotham, but he will eventually be crushed by the inevitable times. ! "

"...I understand." Falcone said after a long silence.

Falcone came to the door of the bar and looked towards the end of the street.

Not long after, a person appeared within sight.

At the junction of the bright sunlight and the lead-colored cloud falling on the ground, the man in the long windbreaker walked slowly, with his back against the darkness and his face facing the light.

Wherever he goes, the boundary line moves with it.

It seems that this world has changed because of his arrival!
　Street diary:
　　After a few days of inquiries, I saw a bunch of big guys in the chat records saying "just write casually", "no outline", "what is the detailed outline, I have never heard of it", "it's all done after opening and writing" , I fell into deep thought.

　　Finally, I realized.

　　Probably sometimes, after thinking hard for a long time and preparing the outline and details, it is not as good as someone else's casual writing.

　　Ok……

　　God!Give Pujie a way out!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)