Chapter 1047: Let's Start Killing (First update!)

Hawk had a smile on his face, but his gaze was cold.

Baron Turner was trembling inside, but calm on the surface.

"Mr. Phoenix, I don't understand..."

"Ga!"

"Don't understand?"

Hawk didn't wait for Baron Turner to finish his sentence; his right hand reached out and gripped Baron Turner's neck. Then, under Baron Turner's eyes, which were becoming terrified and no longer able to remain calm, his pale face began to become healthy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Baron Turner looked at this scene and completely understood.

"You..."

Baron Turner subconsciously pinched Hawk's arm, which was now like steel, with both hands, his voice becoming hoarse under Hawk's palm: "You... you weren't sick?"

Hawk sneered.

"Of course."

"You..."

"You are going to die."

Hawk interrupted Baron Turner again, and then the hand gripping the latter began to close gradually.

Baron Turner felt his neck being gradually compressed, and the breath of death descending, and felt complete fear.

His hands were constantly slapping Hawk's arm, and his feet were constantly kicking in the air.

Baron Turner's voice was also filled with infinite fear at this moment.

He admitted that he had a gambling component.

But just like all gamblers, they say that winning or losing doesn't matter when they start gambling, and they are willing to accept the loss, feeling that they can accept any result.

But in fact?

They can only accept the result of winning; as for the consequences of losing, although they have thought about it, they have never thought about accepting the consequences of losing.

So—

Baron Turner was scared and started to beg for mercy.

Unfortunately, Hawk remained unmoved.

Still the same sentence.

He had given him a chance, more than once. Since the other party didn't accept the hope of life, then choose the fate of death.

Hawk looked with interest at Baron Turner, whose breathing was becoming heavy in his palm, whose face was gradually turning red, whose neck was starting to make cracking sounds of bones breaking, and whose eyes were starting to be filled with despair and unwillingness.

Just then.

While the two were in the restroom, two Secret Service agents who had been waiting outside found that the time seemed a bit too long, so they knocked on the door and shouted: "Mr. President?"

Baron Turner, who was being held in mid-air by Hawk, heard this, and a glimmer of hope for life rose in his desperate pupils.

Hawk noticed this scene, didn't say anything, but raised the corners of his mouth, looking at Baron Turner with a mocking expression.

The next second.

The two Secret Service agents, having received no reply, pushed open the restroom door. Then, they looked at the scene in the restroom where Hawk was holding the President they had sworn to protect by the neck like a weak chicken, holding him in mid-air, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Then they reacted.

"Holy shit!"

"Stop, damn it, stop quickly."

After the two Secret Service agents reacted, they quickly drew their guns, aimed at Hawk, and roared.

Baron Turner looked at this scene, and the hope of life surged infinitely at this moment.

Unfortunately!

This was just an illusion.

With a snap, Baron Turner, who was being held by Hawk, felt his neck turn into a line, and his head seemed to lose contact with his body in an instant. Immediately after, infinite darkness struck, swallowing him in an instant.

Thud!

Hawk released his right hand, and Baron Turner landed instantly, but the posture in which he fell to the ground was like a dead dog with its neck broken.

The two Secret Service agents widened their eyes, looking at this scene in disbelief.

Immediately after!

The two who reacted looked at Hawk again with a "swish," and the guns in their hands had already pulled the triggers in unison.

Bang, bang!

Bullets poured down on Hawk like a rainstorm. Unfortunately, just as the bullets landed on the suit Hawk was wearing, a crimson mist on the suit instantly swept over and shrouded Hawk.

The next second.

Hawk, who had already changed into a crimson battle suit that was a couple's outfit with Wanda, walked out of the crimson mist with a blank expression, accompanied by the clanging sound of metal impacts. The moment his right foot stepped out, he had already appeared in front of the two Secret Service agents who were fighting and retreating.

Hawk made his move.

Bang! ===== CHAPTER 1049 =====