A Beautiful Comic Life Beginning with a Killer

Chapter 193 Grandpa and Two Join Forces to Kill God (Please Subscribe!!)
Listen.

Does this speak human words?
Lao Tzu is a badass.

You are a good guy?

Still certified by God?
George searched around, but after finding the gun to no avail, he looked at Hawke, and his stomach ached from a smile: "The God they are talking about must not be the real God."

Ok.

George can finally be sure of one thing.

This killer organization known as the agent of God, the Destiny Organization, must be a cult with roots.

This is very common.

Some sects that advocate polygamy are also in the name of God.

Hawke didn't quite agree with George's inference.

"I think the Destiny Killer organization is quite discerning."

"……okay."

George didn't want to talk to Hawke about this topic anymore: "What does this have to do with you playing trumpet tonight, and you killing Carlos Clos tonight?"

Hawke glanced at George.

"What do you say?"

"what?"

"It's not because of you."

"..."

Hawke sighed, looking at George, who was not up to the mark at all, he could make up his own brain before, why did he lose this function now?

Forget it.

"They are killers, George. Do you think they found me and told me of their existence? You say, if I tell them that I don't want to join, will they agree?"

"……Won't."

Listening to this sentence, George frowned and shook his head.

Hawk spread his hands.

George looked at Hawke, quickly analyzed Hawke's words, and then, a thought appeared in his mind, looking at Hawke: "Did they ask you to do it?"

Hawke nodded, then shook his head again.

"what?"

"I have to be honest with you, a big part of it is because they let me do it, but a small part of it is not."

Indeed, the Destiny Killer organization let him do it.

Of course.

The Mandate of Heaven offered 500 million yuan, and it was difficult for Hawke to refuse.

Therefore, there is nothing wrong with saying that it was done by the Mandate of Heaven.

George frowned.

"Is there a small part of the reason?"

"Yes."

"what is that?"

"I want to help you."

"what?"

When George heard this, he looked up at Hawke, his eyes full of puzzlement and confusion.

Hawke looked at George with a sincere expression, smiled and said, "I said, King really wants to quit, but the tree wants to be quiet but the wind keeps on, no matter what, we've all been targeted by this organization anyway." Now, there is only one road ahead of us."

Either they die.

Or the Destiny Killer organization rushes to the street.

Hawk naturally didn't want to die, so there was only one way left, and that was to send the Destiny Organization on the road.

Of course.

This matter, Hawk alone can do it.

And now?
The reason why Hawk had a showdown with George was not only because George was also targeted by the Destiny Killer organization.

Ok.

Hawke doesn't like to do things quietly, he doesn't like to help others, and others don't know about it.

He just wanted to tell George.

Hey, I helped you and you have to thank me.

Of course.

Hawke has another purpose, but that purpose, Hawke doesn't want to say it, but in Hawke's view, even if Hawke doesn't say it, George will probably know it with his ingenuity.

but……

As long as Hawke doesn't say anything and George has no evidence, even if he knows, it's just a guess.

Listening to Hawke's words, George was silent for a while, then, thinking of a possibility, he looked at Hawke with a frown: "You mean, you want to be an undercover agent?"

Hawke shrugged and said, "We are grasshoppers on the same thread now, George, the Mandate of Heaven will not let go of any chance to kill you, and at the same time, if I don't join, I won't let me go either."

George froze for a moment.

next second.

George had an epiphany.

Hawke wasn't trying to kill Carlos Clos tonight.

wrong.

Hawke should have this idea, but it was the Mandate of Heaven who came to him and invited Hawke to join them.

so tonight...

vote?
Just like the new members of the Russian gang have to chop off one of their fingers, and the new members of the Italian Mafia have to chop off a person as a vote certificate.

Tonight, Hawke killed Carlos Cross, not only for the reward of 500 million, but also to submit a certificate to the Destiny Organization?

This……

George took a deep breath, his expression suddenly became a bit complicated, and he looked at the side, looking at the sky at a 45-degree angle, Hawke with the expression "I don't want to be like this" written all over his face.

quite a while.

George's eyes closed and opened several times: "What are you going to do?"

nailed it.

Hawke heard George's resolute words, his heart moved, he smiled in his heart, and secretly said.

next second.

Hawk threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, and then handed George's Beretta [-]F to George, ending tonight's conversation: "I don't know yet, I just want to tell you, George, I'm not here to save you, I only saved you because you were Gwen's father."

between the lines...

Yes, I joined the Destiny Killer organization just to save you.

remember.

I am here to save you!

George looked at the gun that Hawke handed over to him that he had just searched for but couldn't find: "This..."

Hawke had already jumped off the roof of the car and stretched his waist: "It doesn't matter, George, you just need to know that we are in the same camp now, and tomorrow I will go to meet this Destiny Killer organization, I will hide it from my sister, and you must also help me hide it from Gwen, this time, our father and I will join forces and chop up this god!"

talking.

Hawke was still gesticulating with his right hand, and then beheaded fiercely, as if he had cut off the head of God kneeling in front of him.

George heard his blood surging, and then recalled: "Grandpa, our grandpa, who is grandpa?"

but……

Hawke had already driven and left the Port of Brooklyn. After all, it was almost twelve o'clock, and there was nothing particularly important. Hawke usually wouldn't come out at night.

George, who was standing there, looked at the taillights of Hawk's car going away, and while his brows relaxed, they gradually wrinkled again.

I don't tell my sister.

You also have to help me hide from Gwen.

Ah.

Your sister probably already knows your true identity.

George wanted to laugh.

next second.

George raised his head suddenly, as if he had thought of something, but the thought was still vague, but he had a feeling that Hawke's purpose this time was probably far less simple than what he just said.

But for a while, George couldn't make an accurate guess.

Damn big horse monkey.

Why are you thinking so much at such a young age?
"Aqiu!"

"..."

Lorna walked down the stairs, looked at Hawke who was sneezing, and said God bless you, then walked to the bar, looked at Hawke who was busy inside, and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

Hawke didn't look back: "When I came back yesterday, I saw a Dongguo supermarket on the road, and suddenly found a delicious thing, and it will be ready soon."

Lorna walked in and looked at what Hawk had spread out in the pan.

"what is this?"

"Thousand-layer cake."

"what?"

"Don't worry, I'm a professional."

Hawke pointed to the shallots that went to the backyard of the Dongguo neighbor in the community to pick them: "Cut them into small circles and give them to me."

Lorna looked at Hawk who had knocked an egg down. Although she didn't quite understand what this delicacy was, it didn't hinder Lorna's hand movements.

After half an hour.

Lorna rubbed the oil on her fingers and blinked.

Hawke collects the empty dishes.

"It's delicious."

"Uh-huh."

"I told you, I'm a professional."

Whether it's cooking or frying.

Hawk is old lasagna.

Lorna felt that Hawke's words didn't just refer to breakfast, but the rest, Lorna couldn't think of, so she shook her head: "I'm going upstairs to pack my things, wait for me."

Hawke hummed, threw the empty plate into the sink, took out his phone, and a list that Firefox gave him yesterday, edited a text message and sent it to Firefox.

After a while.

After waiting for Lorna to go downstairs again, Hawk followed Lorna and drove to Midtown High School.

Today is the last day of this semester. After today, starting from tomorrow, there will be a month-long vacation, and school will not resume until next month.

So today's midtown colleges and universities have a very different atmosphere.

A special pleasure.

The day before a holiday is always something to look forward to.

Lorna is no exception.

After arriving at the school, Zoe Benson and the others who were friends with him began to discuss their itinerary for this winter vacation impatiently.

Even Gwen was sitting in her seat, discussing with a few female classmates who came to see her, about working part-time during the winter vacation and going out for fun.

Although Gwen has a full scholarship every year that can even support her living expenses for one year.

but……

No one thinks too much of money.

"correct!"

When Gwen was talking about this with a few female classmates, she looked at Hawke, who was sitting quietly reading a book, and said, "Hoke, do you have any idea where to work during the winter vacation, or do you want to come with us? "

Hawk shrugged: "I've already made up my mind."

Gwen was slightly taken aback.

"When?"

"Well, I thought of it when I was smoking with George last night."

"what?"

"Correct."

Gwen blinked her eyes and shook her head: "No, I mean, last night, you, my dad, why didn't I know? Also, have you and my dad gotten so close? My dad yesterday Aren't you busy with a case?"

Don't know why.

When Gwen thought of her boyfriend, she didn't accompany her last night and ran to accompany her father. When she thought of this, Gwen became a little jealous.

wrong.

It's all my father's fault.

Don't you have a boyfriend yourself? Why do you always grab my boyfriend?

and also……

Gwen seemed to think of something, looked at Hawke: "My father won't let you work in the police station."

Hawk looked up, thought for a while, and then nodded: "To a certain extent, it is."

Gwen: "..."

(End of this chapter)