Confrontation in the abyss

Carter laughed slowly, "I know, in the eyes of many people, I am a fool. I also admit that I am stupid, compared to you, Anson, and many people."

William looked at Carter quietly, his face sank slightly, and he had a premonition that what Carter was about to say would not be what he wanted to hear.

"I can be a fool in front of Anson, but it doesn't mean I can be a fool in front of others."

"What do you mean?"

"If I help you MASSIVE take away a piece of Anson's cake, you will make a profit, but I will offend the Lorenzo family. When Anson comes to settle the score, I will be pushed to the forefront, but you MASSIVE can hide behind me " Carter got up and pushed the door out, "My Lippman family is not as good as before, your Excellency should find a more powerful partner!"

Zhou Thou, who was listening to the conversation, couldn't help but snorted coldly. As expected, nine out of ten sentences of this guy Anson were false. He said that William would come to him to join the gang. In fact, William's goal was Carter from the beginning to the end.

Then Anson said that someone would assassinate him, which seems to be false.

Zhou Zhao contacted Jones who was still blowing cold wind on the roof, "How is the situation over there?"

"There is no suspicious person for the time being." Jones' tone was low, as if he was holding back his anger. I'm afraid that Jones might also misunderstand Zhou Choo and play him.

"Jones, I will give you a choice. You can leave, or you can choose to stay until the dinner is over."

After two seconds of silence on the communicator, Jones' voice became steady, "I'll stay until the end of the dinner."

The auction continued, but William Goodwin's smile was much darker than it had been at the beginning.

Zhou Cho lowered his head, propped his head up and massaged the corners of his eyes, what on earth did Anson want to do?What is his purpose?Although the conversation between William and Carter just now talked about using the channel of Western Union Airlines to deliver something, it was too vague to be the basis for arresting William, and it was meaningless to catch him. Could it be that their actions this time Going for nothing?

"We don't know what will happen until the last moment." Leslie pushed a cup of coffee in front of Zhou Chou.

At this time, Jones, who was hiding in the shadows with his arms folded, heard the sound of the roof door being opened.

A man in a dark sweatshirt walked over with a backpack on his back.

Jones held his breath subconsciously. At this time, someone came up to the terrace. The other party definitely didn't come to smoke a cigarette to get some fresh air.

Ordinary killers would prepare in advance on the roof, lurking for two or three hours is considered rare, and sometimes even a whole day in advance.And now this guy is too conceited, right?Not to mention that his target is Anson Lorenzo!

He unpacked his sports bag and started assembling the gun.

Jones moved his fingers down slowly, buckled the gun on his waist, and carefully pulled it out.

But what made Jones feel ashamed was that this guy's hands and feet were not very neat, and he was even a little nervous. He made an assembly error within two strokes, the magazine fell off, and the bullets rolled all over the ground.

What's happening here?Shouldn't a more professional assassin be hired to assassinate Anson Lorenzo?

Jones couldn't bear it any longer, and rushed out from the darkness, drew his gun and pointed at the other party, "Don't move! Put down the gun in your hand!"

The other party trembled, never expecting that there was someone on the roof, and everything fell to the ground.

"Don't...don't kill me!"

The man raised his head, with stubble on his face and a strong smell of alcohol, he looked like a homeless man who didn't know where he came from.

"Why are you here!"

"This morning... someone... gave me fifty dollars, this suit and this toy gun, and asked me to come up to the rooftop and put it together..."

"What? A toy gun?" Jones kept his muzzle from the homeless man, slowly lowered his body, and picked up the clip that fell in front of his feet. "This is a real clip..."

A sharp cold light flashed, Jones only felt the muzzle of the gun tremble, and a Swiss Army knife almost knocked down the gun in Jones' hand.

Before he could recover, the opponent kicked him on the wrist, and the gun finally fell out.

Jones raised his head, and a pistol suddenly arrived between Jones' eyebrows.

"Boy, you stay here with me until the dinner is over." The homeless man took out a small bottle of wine from his pocket, bit the cap off the bottle with his teeth and drank, but the direction of the gun did not even change.

Zhou Chou's voice sounded in Jones' ears.

"What's the matter Jones!"

Jones stared at the homeless man, he was swift and fierce, regardless of his drunken appearance, he could kill Jones at any time.

"How did you know someone was on the rooftop?"

The homeless man sneered, "My target is not a simple person. The items he wants to auction are destined to be killed by his opponent."

"Your target is Anson Lorenzo."

"Ha!" the homeless man licked his lips, "Boy, who are you? NYPD? Impossible, the New York police are all fools. FBI? They always lag behind. New York SWAT? It's impossible, SWAT is a team Let's go together."

On the other side, Zhou Chou felt his back go cold, "Jones, try to delay as long as possible, I will send someone over here!"

Jones was very calm, "Since you expected that someone would be on the roof, where is the person who actually assassinated Anson? The dinner party?"

The drunk man stroked his beard, "Are you talking to me? Do you think I don't know you are wearing a communicator? Don't worry, those of us who are killers will never touch the government. If you don't To be honest, I will really ask you to eat a gun."

Zhou Tiao began to dispatch urgently.

"Myles, Gene! Go to Anson and tell him not to participate in the auction! Also, find out what he's selling!"

"Fei Luo! Inform the New York special police and ask them to rush to the International Convention and Exhibition Center to rescue Jones!"

After Miles and Gene got the instructions, they crossed the crowd and found Anson who was about to go up for auction.

"Mr. Lorenzo, I'm afraid you are about to withdraw from the auction." Miles stopped Anson.

Anson raised the corners of his lips, and put his hands in his pockets with a leisurely look, "I guessed that you are Zhou Choi."

Hearing Anson pronounce Zhou Chou's name in a straight voice, Miles admitted that he was surprised, and then calmed down.Zhou Cho had been an undercover agent before, and since An Sen could pronounce Zhou Cho's name like an old acquaintance, it seemed that Zhou Cho's identity had already been revealed by the other party when he was an undercover agent.

"Mr. Lorenzo, what exactly are you going to sell?"

"There are a lot of people here who are waiting to buy this kind of thing. I have to sell it." Anson's finger brushed his brow, and his demeanor at that moment revealed a kind of courage.

"Mr. Lorenzo!" Miles and Gene supported Anson from left to right, "Please don't make things difficult for us."

"If I don't go up, how will you find the person who wants to kill me?"

At this time, Richard also came over, "Sir, do you need my help?"

Zhou Chou rushed to the W Hotel.

"Leslie, have you found out what Anson is selling today?"

"It's a chip. It contains anti-missile programs. The current market price is [-] million U.S. dollars."

"This guy!" Zhou Cho gritted his teeth, he had a premonition that he might be used by him again!

I shouldn't care about him!He'd better be dead!

The reason Anson kept his hands in his pockets was because there was the chip.The news he released was that the chip was just an ordinary anti-eavesdropping program, and only a few buyers who were invited to the venue really knew what was inside.

"Since it's so dangerous, don't worry, I won't be a living target on that platform."

Anson walked up to William Goodwin, nodded and smiled, "Mr. Goodwin, some people think that my chip contains some kind of anti-missile program, and they are going to kill me to prevent me from selling it! I see , or give it to Mr. Goodwin to show it to me."

William Goodwin's expression tightened. He had actually heard that Anson was selling the anti-missile program, but Anson was so generous to hand over the program to him at this moment. Could it be that his information was wrong? Is it just an anti-eavesdropping program?He quickly shook his hand, "Mr. Lorenzo is joking, if something goes wrong with your chip, I can't take responsibility."

"What should I do?" Anson looked embarrassed, "Someone is going to kill me, of course I have to hide quickly. How about Mr. Goodwin say sorry for me and those interested buyers, I have to hurry left."

"Mr. Lorenzo, you are not joking, are you?"

William Goodwin hesitated at that moment. Anson should do a secret deal with such a priceless chip instead of coming to such an auction dinner to buy and sell it openly.

"Hey... Now that's the case... I have to go up by myself. This is really just an anti-eavesdropping program, the latest masterpiece of our R&D center under Lorenzo's family." Anson looked at Richard with a rescued expression, " Or, Richard, go up and show me!"

William sneered in his heart. Richard was originally Anson's confidant. If Anson wanted someone to show him the chip, of course he would find Richard.Since I have already thought about it, I still pretend to ask so many people, it is really hypocritical.

Richard took the chip and walked up to the stage.

He cleared his throat and looked calm, "Some people think that this chip contains anti-missile programs, so they want to assassinate Mr. Lorenzo."

There was an uproar downstairs.

Miles and Gene froze where they were, and no one expected Richard to say this so simply.

"Now everyone who is interested, please start bidding. The reserve price is 500 million."

With such a low reserve price, no matter how you think about it, it cannot be an anti-missile program.

Zhou Chou, who was listening to the situation at the auction site, came to the door of the dinner party. He took a breath and shook his head, "I was tricked again."

Now that you're here, of course you have to see that person's face.

Zhou Tuo pushed the door open, and the eyes of the people present were still on Richard.It's just that Anson is a dazzling presence no matter where he goes.Several buyers who were originally interested in the anti-missile program gathered around, wanting to confirm with Anson what was in the chip.

A red dot on Anson's body was moving, which was shocking.The killer was in a room on the top floor of the International Convention and Exhibition Center facing the banquet venue, not the rooftop.

Zhou Cho was shocked, "Get down—"

The heart was pulled up, as if it was about to be knocked out of the chest, and the breathing was stagnant.

Zhou Cho suddenly felt that his movements were so slow, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't rush in front of him.

Suddenly, the whole building went dark, and everything fell into darkness.

There was only a "bang--" sound, which was the sound of a wine glass breaking.

Zhou Tiao looked for Anson based on the location in his memory, "Anson! Anson Lorenzo!"

The guests around knew that there was a killer attacking them and got down one after another. Those who didn't understand what happened still stood there waiting for the lights to turn on again.

Zhou Tiao pushed his way through the crowd, and someone hugged him from behind.

At that moment, Zhou Thou paused, he took a breath, and slowly read the name, "Anson..."

"I'm here. Don't worry." Anson's voice was too soft, as calm as if he wasn't the one who was almost hit just now.

Feeling down from a high place, Zhou Cho laughed lowly at himself, "I was tricked by you again... right?"

Anson's chin rested on his neck, and no one in the darkness knew that Anson Lorenzo had such a gentle posture.

"Why do you have so little confidence in me?"

His breath crossed Zhou Cho's ears, provocative, and seemed to express a kind of grievance.

Zhou Chou tried his best to break An Sen's hand that was holding him, but the other party restrained him even harder.Zhou Tzu pushed back his elbows, and Anson let out a muffled grunt. He was free, turned around, drew his gun and loaded it in one go.

On the opposite side of the International Convention and Exhibition Center, several New York Special Police and Interpol helicopters hovered over it.The light flashed across the dinner party, and Anson's face passed like a knife blade.

His eyes, the true gaze tore away all the lies and doubts, revealing a gentle appearance.

He will lie again, or have amazing skills to deceive the world, and he never expects when there will be light showing his expression from the darkness.

Zhou Tzu slowly put down the gun in his hand.Leslie's voice came from the communicator in his ear.

"Jones has been rescued, and the two killers on the roof and the top floor have been arrested."

Hearing that Jones was fine, Zhou Tzu felt relieved.

"What exactly is in the chip? An anti-missile program or an anti-eavesdropping program?"

The power supply of the dinner venue returned to normal, Anson stood there, when everyone was confused trying to figure out what happened just now, only he looked extremely calm amidst the impetuousness.

"Are you wondering if I'm using you again?" An Sen took a step closer to Zhou Chou.