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"She has no family, few friends, and all kinds of bad habits. Since arriving in Abad Town, she has fought seven times a week, four times with a knife and two times with a gun, sending two landlords in. Hospital." The young master of the crime family, playing with garlic moss with interest, assured Suo Zhongwu:

"When I came for an interview, she brag in front of me, saying that New York is a sand pool for children, and that her hometown in Chile is difficult to hell. She has committed two murders by herself. Let me say that although she was just full 18 years old, but life has indeed come to an end. Even if we don’t intervene, we will be buried in Hart Island within a year. Don’t worry, Mr. Rebel, the hunters I arranged for the Elben boys are all dead."

Suo Zhongwu didn't believe a word of Garrett's patched explanations.[I have also killed many people, and I like to use my own standards to evaluate the dead.But when I fired, never once did it to entertain myself, let alone entertain others.

The next morning, when he met Harrison who gave the script, he lost the last point of respect for his employer's criminal family.This old acquaintance may be overplaying, with dark circles under his eyes that are as big as sunglasses. When he fell the stack of paper rolls, his mouth was still muttering, complaining that Suo Zhongwu "gave me unnecessary workload".

These are the minutiae, Suo Zhongwu can bear it.However, the little brother Harrison brought by his side was just blatantly challenging the bottom line of patience.

It was a skinny monkey with a pale complexion and no original sex. His body didn't add up to much flesh, and it looked like a skeleton.His eyes were red and swollen, and they were always wet. Although there was no line in the whole process, he always grinned, and his neck twitched.

Addicts who are full of Caesar oil are basically this virtue.In other words, Garrett, who advertised "nothing similar to the business", finally brought the devil into his "family."

Suo Zhongwu knew that if he questioned it, Garrett would definitely have countless reasons to defend this person: For example, "He is a new volunteer. We have arranged a full course of treatment for him. You see, this is a signed document." .For example, "He is also the prey arranged for the client, and he will die."Or even further abandon the soldier to protect the handsome, "What? There is such a thing? Harrison may have been deceived. Don't worry, I will kick the poisonous insect out immediately, and there will be no similar incidents in the future."... ....

When you touch your mouth, there are as many statements as you need, and there is nowhere to verify it.Suo Zhongwu knew this well, so he didn't do useless work so that Garrett and himself could enjoy peace.

He just pretended not to see the poisonous insect, sitting in the guest room and concentrating on reading the script.Although the employer's writing is very clumsy, and the plot seems to be plagiarism, he still memorizes all the lines seriously, which is worthy of the previous luxurious meal.

Garrett was surprised by this.He made persistent efforts to send two more scripts, and took time out of his busy schedule to give Suo Zhongwu several surprise tests.As a result, the hired killer can get 95 points or more every time, and even the embarrassing lines can be recited with confidence.

Mr. Garrett of Long Yan Joye immediately announced that the safe house was open for an hour, and Suo Zhongwu would take whatever weapon he wanted, "as my personal gift."Suo Zhongwu wanted to remind his employers that he had said this promise countless times, and only put it into practice until today, but he has neither the time nor the leisure to do so, because one hour is too short and what he wants There are too many things.

No. 4 double-barreled shotgun, No. 12 automatic shotgun, 45-caliber illegally modified carbine, 50-caliber Magnum revolver... Suo Zhongwu returned to the long-lost safe house, unceremoniously Take it.Not only did he search for gunpowder and firearms, but he also took away two jungle machetes, an electric chain saw, plus taser guns, anesthesia dart guns, camera peep guns and other miscellaneous things. He wiped out Garrett’s many years of collection and put them in second hand. Chevrolet is packed full.

Mr. Garrett was not present, only watching the live broadcast through Tabata's camera.If so, Suo Zhongwu's behavior still made him feel uneasy, and his painful expression seemed to be stabbed."You--you are very efficient, Mr. Rebel." After Suo Zhongwu got into the car, he finally couldn't hold it back, and said sourly in the holographic projection:

"I am also very discerning and picked out my best collection. Of course, a good gun must be matched with a good cowboy. It can be used by experts like you, and they will be very happy."

"Don't worry, I didn't plan to take it all." Suo Zhongwu sat back in the back seat and unceremoniously exposed his employer:

"After returning to the office, I will look through the script again and sort out the guns that may be useful. The remaining ones will be returned in full. You can probably get back 60 to 70%."

Garrett did not appear very happy after hearing the news.He made a few polite remarks, his eyes were always full of suspicion, and he obviously didn't believe in the hired killer.

Suo Zhongwu doesn't care what the employer thinks.He did what he said. When he officially set off on May 12, he carried a total of four guns: the Calico M996 in his hand, equipped with a retractable butt; and a 50-magnum revolver on his waist with a small The leather quick-draw holster; there is a double-barreled No. 12 shotgun in the backpack, a spare special firearm, and 36 rounds of various ammunition, nothing more.

After seeing his formal look, Garrett finally took a breath and smiled openly.He took Sebastian, the machine butler, to Suo Zhongwu with a lot of hemp to flatter him, and at the same time assured the hired killer that the lunch would be extravagant, using all the rare ingredients that could be bought."I look forward to your triumph!" Garrett's mouth still refused to stop until the window slowly rose:

"You will be placed in the second noble position. Second only to the boy, second noble!'Good trip, Master Zheng'!"

The Chinese that he reads is terribly terrible.The pseudonym "Master Zheng" from the superhero comics made Suo Zhongwu even more angry and funny, as if he had eaten a stinky tofu salad.However, he didn't complain about this role along the way, because he couldn't find a chance: the driver Tian Hata was far more enthusiastic than him, and he told what should and should not be said.

"I have been chasing that comic." Tian Hata turned his back to Suo Zhongwu throughout the whole journey, regardless of whether the passengers were willing to listen, his mouth kept saying:

"To be honest, I don't like Master Zheng very much. The Ninja King I Seminary is much cooler than him."