A Beautiful Comic Life Beginning with a Killer

Chapter 176 I can learn if I want to (210, please subscribe!!)

George didn't want to be like this, if he could.

but……

George sucks.

no way.

Even if George insisted on his opinion, it was of no use. Before he could react, Hawke already had the keys to his house, and went straight into the house.

Not only does his daughter Gwen like it, but his wife also likes it very much. Even the poor San Xiaozhi, who has little right to speak at home and has little sense of existence, also likes their sister's boyfriend very much.

In such a situation, George would only make himself less welcome in the family by saying he didn't like it.

For God's sake.

This is my home.

George tried to reason with Helen, and then he was kicked out of the bedroom, and went to sleep in the study alone.

Then another thing happened later. When the show was bad, George suddenly felt that aside from the fact that Hawke was the killer King, Hawke was actually a pretty good boy.

Again.

If Hawke wasn't the killer King, in George's opinion, Hawke would be a very good quality son-in-law.

But it seems that the killer is not bad.

There are tens of millions of killers in the world, and New York City accounts for half of them.

And in the killer circle in New York, there are only three people who can be called the Big Three. Unfortunately, one of the Big Three is my son-in-law!

and so……

After George finished speaking, he looked at Hawke on the side: "What I want to ask is, in the impression of the killer King, is there any suspicious target in this assassination method and style?"

Hawk looked at George with a strange look: "You want the killer King to be your informant?"

George nodded.

"That's it."

"No."

"what?"

"It's not good to be an informant."

Hawke looked serious: "You know, Er Wu, is the most annoying."

Just like when I was in school, students would naturally exclude students who like to make small reports. Erwuzi, or a more advanced title of informant, is actually no different from the students who make small reports.

George's mouth twitched at the words.

He suspected that Hawke was implicating him, and he had evidence.

George took a deep breath and looked at Hawke with a gloomy expression.

"Zach Steiner."

"What's up with him."

"If I don't tell you, will you know?"

MMP.

If I wasn't worried about the safety of you, a big horse monkey, would I have sent text messages and called you to tell you the truth and route of action?
how?

I can help you, don't you know how to help me?
How ungrateful.

George thought angrily in his heart.

but……

George looked at Hawke, but found that an indescribable smile gradually appeared on Hawke's face.

at this time.

Hawk nodded happily.

"George, I knew that you were on my side. Well, if you help me, I will help you too."

"..."

Why does this sentence sound weird?

A thought arose in George's mind.

Hawk touched his chin.

"The bullets shot in parallel from the windows on the sixth floor, and the bullets shot into the Tianling Gai through the skylight from an unobstructed high altitude, in King's impression, there is an organization that likes to play such an assassination method."

"Really!"

"of course."

"Who?"

"It's not who, it's the organization!"

Hawke looked at George, shook his head and said, "I...how does King know who it is? The killers of that organization all kill people like this. Just like the Mechanic Killer Organization, every member kills in the same way. , They all like to disguise the target as an accidental death."

In fact, when George just spoke about the case on the sixth floor, Hawke already knew who did it.

When George mentioned the murder case on the road in broad daylight, he became more certain.

Although the case on the road is somewhat different from the one in the movie, the problem is not that big. If there is no accident, the murderer should be Wesley Cross.

Son of the Cross Carlos Clos.

but……

It's one thing for Hawk to know, but another to tell George directly.

In a word.

Hawke is not a young boy.

At the very least, you can't just be a sophomore.

to add...

Pooh.

To exchange.

George didn't give him some useful information in exchange, so why would Hawke tell George what he knew in vain.

Nobody can give Hawke away for nothing.

no one!

Uh……

No human can prostitute him for nothing.

Ok.

The picture in the jeep in Hawk's mind flashed again, making Hawk a little lost. Before, he could shout such a sentence with full confidence, but now, he no longer has the confidence.

MMP.

It's all George's fault.

If it weren't for George and his brother Arthur, who had nothing to do and wanted to trouble Alex Vilank, Alex Vilank would not have given the order for the butcher to kill Gwen That Jill, if there hadn't been a butcher, Hawke wouldn't have been there, and if he hadn't, Emilia Vilanke wouldn't have known his identity.

and so……

It's all George's fault.

George was dumbfounded.

After listening to Hawke's words, George was just about to ask what the killer organization and the mechanic organization that Hawke was talking about, when he suddenly felt that at that moment, from Hawke's body, Deep, deep resentment.

The target of resentment is him.

I……

What the hell did I do to you? Am I not treating you well?
George couldn't help but burst into endless resentment.

special.

I knew you were King, so I didn't arrest you. This is my biggest negligence as a police detective.

I obviously don't want you to associate with my daughter, so I didn't beat the mandarin ducks with a stick. This is my biggest dereliction of duty as a father.

even……

I also gave you the information.

Isn't that enough, you still have the face to blame me?
then……

on the rooftop.

Hawke and George exuded their resentment to each other, and then looked at each other.

The resentment came to an abrupt end the moment their eyes met.

quite a while.

Older than Hawke, but George, who thought he was not as eminent as Hawke, coughed, and said bluntly, "The organization you're talking about..."

"Destiny!"

"what?"

George frowned: "Destiny?"

Hawke nodded: "Yes, the Destiny Organization, a unique killer organization in the killer world."

talking.

While thinking about why George suddenly felt so much resentment towards him just now, Hawke briefly popularized with George the core purpose of this destiny organization and the assassination methods of its members.

Of course.

It also includes the marksmanship that can make bullets bend, which only members of the Destiny Organization can learn and only the members of the Destiny Organization can use.

Hawk shrugged: "If what you just said is correct, the way of the two dead, from a scientific point of view, there is no way to do it, if this is true, then, it is the killer of this destiny organization It's shot, only the Mandate of Heaven can make bullets kill their targets in weird and unscientific ways."

Of course.

Weird and unscientific, it is for ordinary people.

Hawk may not be able to shoot this kind of bullet, but it is actually very easy to defend against this kind of bullet.

The principle is also very simple.

Hawke didn't need to think about why this guy's bullets were so weird.

When all the bullets are fired, there is only one goal, and that is to kill.

No matter where the bullet is shot from, even if he is playing Thomas maneuvers in the air, Hawk only needs to know that the bullet is aimed at him.

Knowing this, it's easy to be prepared.

Hawke only needs to shoot down the bullet when the bullet is close to him, and he doesn't need to think about other things at all.

not to mention……

Bullets may not be able to penetrate his body now.

After George finished listening, he had the same expression as all ordinary people.

Shock Ing!

"Bullets...can bend?"

"correct."

"have you seen?"

"King has seen it, it has been seen!"

"This unscientific."

"I'm a high school student."

"..."

George looked up and looked at Hawke, a little curious: "Will you?"

Hawk shook his head: "No."

George snorted, "I can't learn."

The corner of Hawke's mouth twitched: "King is not interested in learning it. Moreover, gun fighting is an undisclosed secret of the Destiny Organization. Only the killers of the Tianming Organization are eligible to learn it."

George smiled politely: "I thought King was the Big Three, and he could learn whatever he wanted."

Done.

George bowed his head, recalling some of the key points of knowledge that Hawke had just popularized.

Hawk's mouth twitched.

He seriously suspected that George was laughing at him for not being worthy of the name of the big three killers.

I think it's Hawke's excuse that he is not interested in anything. The biggest reason is that even if King is the majestic Big Three, he can't learn whatever he wants to learn.

Unspoken.

It was almost like saying to him directly: "You are nothing more than that!"

Hawk looked up at the sky and took a deep breath silently.

No!

Buddhas fight for a stick of incense, people fight for a breath.

I can't learn whatever I want?
Ha ha.

You wait for me, George.

Isn't it gun fighting?

What's the matter with this, when the time comes, when I learn it, if I use this trick in front of you, don't drop your jaw on the ground.

I won't pick it up for you.

Hawke thought so, and then remembered the surprise he was going to give George tonight.

"Now it's my turn."

"what?"

George, who was in deep thought, heard this sentence, came back to his senses, looked at Hawke, and then raised his eyebrows: "By the way, what did you want to say just now?"

Hawke nodded: "Yes, there is something I want to tell you. I think you will be very happy to hear the news."

George frowned.

next second.

Hawke showed a bright smile and told George the good news.

"King is going to stop!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)