League of Legends

Chapter 239 No professionalism at all (66, please subscribe, please order in full)

This woman named Andy, whose profile looks a bit like her mother Serra's, is a mercenary.

And James Collip in front of him is the middle contact between Langley and the mercenary.

just now……

You just met her half an hour ago, and now you are provoking him by doing this, right?

should be.

Baker sighed, loaded the gun in his hand, and moved towards James' right leg.

Anyway, I don't know when it started, it seems that without giving some bloody lessons, there will always be people who think that they are a tough guy and can hold on to the end.

This is how the phoenix energy is destroyed.

Seeing this, James shrank his eyes: "Wait, wait, please wait..."

Baker looked at James, who was calling in a hurry, and thought about it for a while. This place is unfamiliar, and the satellite of Aegis can't be called. He really doesn't want to wander around the street to find a woman, after all, it sounds weird. of.

"Forget it!" Baker sighed and looked at James: "I'll give you another chance, man, where are you?"

James said hurriedly: "I really don't know where they are, but I know where they will go next."

Baker raised his eyebrows and looked at James.

What kind of trick is this playing with him?
It won't be the same as once again, a guy offended him, and then Baker killed him at his house, and then his wife revealed a place, and when Baker rushed to find it was a trap.

But in the end Baker came out alive.

Unscathed.

As for that person, let's put it this way, the body has not been found yet.

This guy doesn't intend to play with him here, does he?

Baker watched James think so, and then the corner of his mouth slightly curved up: "Okay, tell me where she will go next."

Play with you.

It just so happened that his identity was exposed, and he really needed a target to tell the entire dark world that even if Hiero Moulton and Baker Morton merged into one, his behavior style would not change in any way.

Dare to mess with me, let your family reunite neatly, without any discounts!

James said: "There is a school on the southwest side of the Juba Brewery. It was attacked by an unknown organization yesterday. They killed the teacher and kidnapped seventeen students at gunpoint. Andy and her team will go there to execute Rescue mission."

Baker said, "That's all?"

"that's it!"

"boom!"

"Ah... Falk!"

James clutched his right leg and screamed and cursed.

Baker got up, expressionless: "James, you think I can find you, so how much do you think I know about you?"

You've all quit your job, it's none of your business that the school here was raided by militants, let alone kidnapped, even if it directly exploded that you have a relationship with you.

unless……

Baker narrowed his eyes and looked at James: "Good guy, yes, this is planning to dig a hole for these mercenaries to jump in."

Great.

As expected, he was indeed an agent trained by Langley, and his behavior style was exactly the same as Langley's.

But?

Baker looked at James with some curiosity: "You can leave Langley safely, why do you need to deal with this group of mercenaries? Why, what dirty work did they do, and what are they going to do to clean up their tails ?”

This is the most reasonable explanation.

Langley has divided his agents into two areas, and he is even more cruel to these mercenary organizations that help her work.

But every year there are still many desperate organizations hoping to be spotted by Langley.

reason?

Every mercenary feels that he can survive under Langley's black hands, and the high price of working for Langley can be regarded as the kind of treatment that works for one day and rests for one month. A group of stupid mercenaries threw themselves into Langley's arms.

Langley, of course, is open to all comers.

After all, their own agents are dead, and all kinds of expenses are very expensive. How can those cheap and hard-working mercenaries be useful.

And even if the mission failed, you can just say that Langley didn't know anything about it, it's simple and clear.

So it works.

Langley is not a good guy, expect Langley's agents to treat mercenaries the same way they treat their brothers and sisters?
How can this be?

James, who was covering his right leg, gasped and did not speak.

"boom!"

Baker shot James on the left leg again while walking towards the bedroom that comes with the guest room: "Frankly speaking, I have offended the FBI, S.H.I.E.L.D., and the CIA. Although you I have already resigned, but I think it can be regarded as half of Langley, how about it, let alone, I will send you on your way."

James' expression was wrinkled and he looked at Baker who walked into the kitchen: "How do you..."

"How did you know?"

Baker smiled, and put the kettle on the gas stove to burn: "You've already quit your job, do you still expect Langley to treat you as a treasure?"

If you're white, maybe it's possible.

But your skin color is there. Baker's friend just asked his subordinates to call Langley. Half an hour later, Langley sold James completely.

After speaking.

Baker didn't speak again, neither did James, but his face was a little pale.

5 minute later.

Baker lifted the kettle, looked at the red-hot one below, nodded in satisfaction, and pulled it out.

30 seconds later!
"Ah!" There was a scream like killing a pig.

Baker threw the water bottle aside, looked at the right femoral artery that was no longer bleeding, nodded with satisfaction and looked at the sweaty James: "Sorry, I missed it just now, and it won't happen again. From now on, I am very happy." One shot per second, my current longest record is 32 shots, I don’t know if you can break it, but I am optimistic about you.”

This record can be changed at any time, depending on the target's physique.

Click.

James suddenly looked up at the pistol that Baker took out again and said loudly, "Wait, let me tell you."

Baker looked at James: "If you are forced, don't say it."

"I'm employed by the Merrick Group."

"Merrick?"

"Correct!"

Baker put down the hated gun in his hand, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Merrick, who signed a medical supply contract with the military last year?"

The person who signed the medical supply contract with the military before was also an acquaintance, Abstergo Pharmaceutical Industries.

After the Abstergo pharmaceutical industry was investigated, it was the Merrick Medical Group that signed the contract with the military.

Baker checked it out, but found no special connection between the Merrick Medical Group and Abstergo, so he didn't pay attention.

Baker looked at James: "Why would a medical group need to assassinate a group of mercenaries?"

James gasped: "Because they have value!"

"Oh!"

Baker put away his hate gun, sat on the edge of the bed, looked at James leaning against the wall, and made a gesture: "Continue, I want to hear."

……

(End of this chapter)