Chapter 172: Top-level off-site assistance Anna (Fourth update, requesting full subscription!!)

What is Niuyuecheng like in the middle of the night?

Manhattan with bright lights?

Brooklyn with lights on?

Queens silent?

Although most New Yorkers keep the habit of returning home as soon as it gets dark, Niuyuecheng, as an international metropolis, also has its own nightlife.

Demons dance in bars all over Manhattan.

On the empty streets, racing parties drive vehicles roaring past.

On the road near Morningside Park.

A luxury car stopped on the side of the street, the exposed lady standing under the street lamp not far away smiled charmingly, twisted her hips and got into the car, and before the car started, she had already consciously leaned down.

In a small alley not far away, three hippies who came out to hunt, commonly known as robbers, widened their eyes and died with their eyes open.

Plop!

The fourth one just ran away, but seeing his companions die in seconds, he felt loyal and ran back, thinking he could counter-kill, but he also followed in his companions' footsteps and fell to the ground with sewage together with his companions.

Sewage splashed.

Just as the sewage was about to splash on Hawk, Hawk took a step forward, instantly appeared at the exit of the small alley, then his nose moved slightly, and then he walked toward the opposite side of the road without stopping.

Opposite the road is a six-story building with mottled exterior walls.

Hawk, standing downstairs, looked up, and then locked his gaze on a window on the left side of the third floor.

The conversation between the three people coming from inside was very clear.

"Xie Te, fuck, shit!"

"Stop scolding, I just asked, Roy is dead."

"... Really?"

"Dead, going to die, must die, if not dead, if she is rescued and knows her husband is dead, she will definitely sell us out."

"Yes."

"Then what to do now?"

"What else, why not just find an opportunity to shoot a black gun, there are fifty thousand in hand, it's enough for the three of us to divide."

"Crazy, can get one million, why take fifty thousand."

"You are crazy, in this situation, how to get one million."

"..."

Hawk listened to the discussion of the three people in the room with lowered voices, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Found it!

Hawk smiled slightly, then glanced at the monitor with its head drooping not far away, walked into this six-story apartment building with a blank face, then followed the stairs, went straight to the third floor, and finally stood in front of a door.

The next second.

Push the door!

Boom!

The anti-theft device in the room broke with a sound, and the door opened instantly from the outside.

The three people who were talking, smoking, and drinking in the room discussing the next countermeasures were stunned by the sound of the door opening, and then subconsciously stood up from the sofa and looked at Hawk who pushed the door and entered.

Then...

There was no then.

The two men, one black and one white, had their heads moved, and the headless corpses lay on the floor, bleeding coolly.

The smell of blood spread instantly.

The only survivor left, now paralyzed on the ground, looked at the head rolling on the floor, still maintaining a stunned expression, in horror.

He was trembling with fear, forgot to scream, and forgot to control his bladder.

The dripping sound was very clear in the very quiet room.

Hawk glanced at the white man who was paralyzed on the ground, pale.

"Hold it back!"

"Sizzle!"

The dripping sound disappeared instantly.

The white man looked up tremblingly, looked at Hawk, and his pale lips without any blood color trembled.

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

"Name."

Hawk lowered his head to wipe his hands with a towel, while glancing at the white man with a blank face: "Who hired you?"

As soon as this was said.

The white man, whose brain was still a bit chaotic, had a shock.

The next second.

A thought appeared in his mind.

"Can't say!"

"If I don't say it, I have a probability of living."

"But if I say it, I'm dead."

The white man is just a criminal, not a fool.

As a criminal, no one knows better than him what the end will be when a person loses value.

Now his two companions are dead, so his value seems very important.

So...

As thoughts turned, the white man took a deep breath, his face was no longer pale, his legs didn't shake, and after having confidence, he had courage.

Hawk looked at the white man who was trembling the last second, and dared to look directly at him and stand up from the floor the next second, his expression a bit surprised.

The white man stared at Hawk, sneering.

"Want to know who hired me, okay, let me go, I will..."

"Puff!"

The white man, who hadn't finished speaking, suddenly felt the world spinning, and then saw a magical scene.

A headless corpse bleeding on the floor.

Wait a minute.

Why is that clothes so familiar?

Just when the white man was stunned in his heart, a huge pain instantly flooded into his mind, and then, boundless darkness swallowed him.

Boom!

The headless corpse fell softly to the ground with a plop.

Hawk looked at this headless corpse and shook his head speechlessly.

A fool stupid enough to enter a museum.

An hour later.

Hawk returned to his home on Palm Street.

In the living room.

Hawk took out the second mobile phone that Gwen gave him after Quantico, dialed the phone, while looking at a driver's license in his hand.

Davin Simmons.

It is the driver's license of the fool who just thought he had the qualification and strength to negotiate with him and was stupid enough to enter the museum.

The phone was connected quickly.

Anna's voice came from the other side with a hint of surprise.

"Hawk!" ===== CHAPTER 174 =====