American Comics: Begin to investigate the tax issue of Director S.H.I.E.L.D.

Chapter 124 Outrageous
"Oh, you don't have to repeat that," said Winston.

"...Did I say that before?" Wick was taken aback for a moment, he clearly remembered that he didn't seem to have mentioned that he had a companion.

"Although I didn't say it, but from what you decided to do, I have been able to draw the result. You are not alone, but a lunatic."

"...I speak English, 'alone' can't understand the meaning of 'one person' in Chinese." Wick's face darkened.

"Hmm... that's right," said Winston. "So you mean you're not the only one crazy?"

"It's not 'crazy,'" Wick said, shaking his head. "Anyway, I can't do such a thing by myself."

"...You are very strong, Wick, this is undeniable, otherwise you would not be able to get the title of night devil, but you have to admit that there are not many people as strong as you." Winston sighed tone, said.

"Do you dare to say that everyone in your team is as strong as you? Someone is strong and someone is weak. When facing an enemy like the high table, any weakness is quite fatal!"

"Although I'm not very willing to admit it, but...you seem to be right." Wick raised his eyebrows and said.

"What?" Winston was taken aback. "This is not a joke."

"Perhaps it's time for you to see them yourself...one of them you've already seen."

"Your old friend?" asked Winston.

"No, to be precise, some people I just met... But they all have powerful enough abilities." Wick said, "Perhaps you should have heard some of their names...Cross."

"... Is it the cross I had in mind?" asked Winston after a moment of silence.

"I don't know how to read minds, how can I know which cross is in your mind?"

"That's the one, the cross in the League of Assassins? The cross known as the Master Assassin?" Winston also realized that he had a problem with his speech, and added.

"Yes, that's him." Wick nodded.

"Well, if that's the case, what you said does have some credibility, but... hasn't he already been expelled from the Assassin League?"

As Winston spoke, he frowned again, "Don't you know about this? If you let him be your teammate, then what you need to face may be the entire Assassin League!"

"The League of Assassins no longer exists," Wick said.

"...What?" Winston almost suspected that he had heard it wrong.

"You heard me right." Wick took a sip of his wine.

"...The cross did it, he alone?" Winston was stunned for a long time, then asked again.

"No, it's not him..." Speaking of this, Wick's expression became a little weird, "It's because the Assassin Alliance has been carrying out illegal activities to make profits recently, but they haven't paid taxes until now... "

"What?" Winston confirmed that he heard clearly this time, but he began to wonder if it was Wick's problem.

Because... didn't pay taxes?
What kind of outrageous reason is this? !
"Yes, that's the reason, I'm not wrong." Wick nodded, "Because the profits from illegal activities have not been taxed, so the IRS has the right to dispose of them, and then during the investigation by the IRS Action Commissioner, someone will resisted, and then...the Operations Commissioner wiped out the League of Assassins."

"But the Continental Hotel doesn't seem to have received any news at all." Winston shook his head again, feeling as if he had caught a loophole. "If it's a large-scale operation, it's impossible for me to know everything."

"Yes, because it was not a large-scale operation from the beginning... There was only one person to carry out this task." Wick nodded.

"Alone?" Winston cocked his ear.

"One person, one IRS operations commissioner, yes, you heard that right," Wick said.

"I'm not suspecting that I heard it wrong, I'm wondering if you're mentally ill!" Winston had an unbelievable expression on his face.

"Do you know what you're talking about, Wick? That's an assassin organization that is enough to scare the Continental Hotel. Everyone in it is a freak, not human at all! Tell me about such an organization, they He was wiped out because he didn't pay taxes and resisted the search?
This kind of thing is even more outrageous than a third country who ran to the enemy's country without permission, wandered around openly and then left safely! "

"Although I don't know what you're talking about, I always feel like you're saying something dangerous." Wick said, "Let's stop this topic. Anyway, what I said is true, and the IRS operation The Commissioner is also one of the people who will do this.”

"This news sounds unbelievable, but it seems to have a little credibility when it comes from your mouth." Winston said, "In other words, there are now three legendary members in your team ?”

"two."

"Including you is three Wick, maybe you were a little unqualified before, but now, when you decide to do such a thing, you are already qualified." Winston shook his head and said, "If you dare to make a decision to attack the high table, you are either a madman or a legend."

"If possible, I don't want to make such a choice." Wick's face was gloomy, "They forced me."

"...Okay, then I wish you success." Winston poured him a glass of wine.

"I didn't come here to get your blessing...Winston, didn't I say that before?" Wick said.

"You did say that, although I don't have a very good memory, old man, I still remember clearly. You said that the High Table doesn't regard me as the owner of the Continental Hotel in New York, but just a part-time worker, but... isn't that still true? Didn't happen?"

Winston spread his hands, "I don't think I will do anything that will make them want to replace me, oh yes, when you are going to attack the high table, remember to stay away from me, don't let me Difficult to do."

"I really want to promise you, but it's not up to you." Wick sighed.

"...I thought we were friends... Are you going to attack me?" Winston frowned.

"It's not that I'm going to shoot you, but that person is going to shoot you, and I can't stop him." Wick shook his head.

"The IRS Tax Action Commissioner, his target is the High Table and all the affiliated organizations of the High Table, which means that the Continental Hotel is also within his target range."

　Hmm... Hey, where is my face? Where is my face?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)