A Beautiful Comic Life Beginning with a Killer

Chapter 31 It really is a bastard (recommendation please!!)

A "corpse" lay on the ground.

A "corpse" lay on the interrogation table.

Opening his mouth wide and swallowing a silver-white muffler, Alex Vilanke, after listening to the phrase "Gwen is my girlfriend" from Hawke's mouth, the face that was originally turned a little bit because of the wide mouth The weird expression turned into panic in an instant.

"Woooooooo..."

"puff!"

There was a sudden sound like a watermelon cracking, and then, something liquid-like rushed out from the back of Alex Vilanke's head.

next second.

Alex Vilanke, who was waving in horror and trying to say something, after the crisp sound, the expression of horror on his face seemed to freeze, and the movement of waving his hands also drooped weakly.

In the eyes...

The look is dissipating at the speed of light.

A thud.

Under the action of gravity, Alex Vilanke fell weakly towards the floor behind him, slammed heavily on the interrogation chair, made a noise, and then fell flat on the floor with a bang.

died.

Hawk looked at the sprawling Alex Velanke and chuckled.

change……

and many more.

Hawk suddenly thought of something, stopped turning around, then turned around again, looked at the body of Alex Vilank on the floor, raised his right arm, and looked at the time on the watch , and then turned his gaze back to Alex Vilanke who was lying motionless on the ground.

Another one pretending to be dead?

Hawk raised his eyebrows.

"Ah."

Hawke thought for a while, as if he had thought of something, snorted, stepped forward with his right foot, and walked directly to the corpse of Alex Vilanke condescendingly, raised the Beretta on his right hand, and pointed the gun at the bottom With his head overflowing with red blood, he directly pulled the trigger: "Puff puff!"

In less than a second, Hawke emptied the magazine directly.

moment.

Falling to the ground, with his eyes closed, Alex Vilanke, who looked like he was dead, opened his eyes with a swish, and then saw the bullet that poured into his head in a second.

"Do not……"

"Puff puff!"

The gunfire stopped.

Alex Virank's head...

also gone.

At this moment, when Hawk was changing Beretta's magazine with a blank face, a red light ball that only Hawk could see jumped out of Alex Vilanke's body with a whoosh, and then With a bang, it crashed directly into Hawke's body.

【Ding! 】

【Strength +1】

【Speed+2】

[Spirit +1]

[Foreign language: Skrull +1]

[Talent: "Skrull's Disguise", "Shard +1"]

[Current Skrulls' camouflage talent fragment: "2/10"]

This is death.

Just now, Hawk almost forgot that the two Stacys were not really dead. Fortunately, he suddenly remembered that after he killed someone, the dead would drop treasure.

otherwise……

but!

Hawke looked at his feet with a slight frown. After losing his head, the white and green body gradually turned towards Alex Vilank, who was transformed into the Skrull body that he saw in the restaurant last night.

Good guy.

I'm just talking casually, I'm really a bastard.

Hawke took a deep breath and was speechless as he watched Alex Vilanke, who began to flow out white-green liquid after completing the transformation of the corpse.

Are aliens not reproductively isolated from Earthlings?
...It seems that there is no such thing.

Hawk blinked his eyes, thinking that it was also a certain star-lord who was born by combining with aliens.

Ok.

Hawk returned to his senses, his eyes fell on George Stacy lying on the interrogation table, and Arthur Stacy lying on the other side, frowned, took out the note from his arms, Throwing it on George Stacy, and then, looking at the watch, it has entered a 3-minute countdown.

turn around.

Leave.

"Boom."

After Hawk walked out of the interrogation room, he looked at the empty corridor, closed the door of the interrogation room behind him with his backhand, pressed down on the brim of his hat, and quickly walked towards the exit not far away.

Open the door.

close the door.

Put the key back on the waist of the sleepy police officer at the door.

All in one go.

Hawk got up, and walked outside in the direction he came with a blank expression.

but……

Just when Hawke was turning a corner, he bumped into an acquaintance.

Kevin Ryan just met in the elevator.

"Hey."

Kevin Ryan, who was holding a stack of documents and seemed to be planning to go to the interrogation room, was taken aback when he met Hawke at the corner, and then said happily, "Dude, haven't you left yet?"

Hawke's eyebrows jumped, he recovered quickly, and smiled: "Let's go."

"Thank you."

Kevin Ryan pressed Hawke's shoulder, and said happily, "If it weren't for the help of your fellows from Bureau 32, we wouldn't have been able to catch the guy who placed the order so quickly, thank you."

Yes.

Just now, after confirming the location of Thomson, who was called by Alex Vilanke, a team of patrol officers from the nearest 32nd Bureau was just near the location. Just 1 minute ago, the desperate Thomson surrendered under fire from the NYPD.

This is not.

After receiving the news, Kate Beckett couldn't wait to call George, planning to tell George the good news.

But George didn't answer the phone, so Kevin Ryan planned to go directly to the interrogation room to tell George the great news.

Hawk's expression didn't change: "I caught it, that's great."

Just right.

It saves me squatting next to Gwen to brush attribute points.

It is cool to brush attribute points, but if it is exposed, it will be a bit troublesome.

Hawke congratulated Kevin Ryan, who seemed to be familiar with everyone, and then made a sorry expression on his face: "Then I'll go first, detective."

"Okay, slow down, thanks, buddy."

"You're welcome."

Kevin Ryan smiled and looked at Hawk who walked into the elevator, and waved him away in a friendly manner, as if to say, sir, come here more often when you have free time.

but……

Kevin felt something was wrong when he waved, his arm gradually stopped, and then his eyes fell on the palm of his hand that just hit Hawk's shoulder.

Red.

wrong.

bright red.

Blood!

"Ok?"

Kevin took his palm to the tip of his nose and sniffed, then, he turned around and looked at the uniformed police officer who seemed to be dozing off, his head lowered, sitting on the other side of the iron bars.

Coincidentally, the uniformed police officers who came to change shifts also passed by.

The uniformed police officer on shift looked at his colleague who was motionless leaning against the wall, and couldn't help pushing.

next second.

Kevin Ryan's pupils dilated. Looking at the uniformed police officer who slid off the seat after being pushed, he froze in place for an instant, feeling dumbfounded.

WTF!

……

(End of this chapter)