A Beautiful Comic Life Beginning with a Killer

Chapter 363 Hello, Queenie Shaw (please subscribe!!)

Expendables.

This is not a slogan, but the name of a mercenary organization, which is well-known in the entire mercenary world for performing high-risk, high-difficulty, and high-paying tasks.

Such mercenary organizations are very common in the Western world, especially in the United States and Britain, where the size of their mercenaries is almost equivalent to the number of killers.

The death squad's status in the mercenary world is almost equivalent to King's status in the killer circle.

Moreover, the Death Squad has a certain relationship with the federal government.

When the federal government wants to go somewhere to overthrow a local regime, but doesn't want to lose its word, it will pack it up and distribute it to mercenary agencies, and the death squad is usually their first choice.

Hawke has nothing to do with the Death Squad, but Cypher, an arms dealer, has dealt with the Death Squad overseas.

Coincidentally, when Hawke called, Cypher contacted and found that the Death Squad just happened to be working in London, so he simply sent an urgent order.

soon.

When the members of the Death Squad drove the helicopter over the sky outside London, performed difficult evasion maneuvers, and then threw off the police helicopter that followed, it landed steadily outside London as agreed In an abandoned suburban airport.

not far away.

Cypher's flying fortress has landed and has been waiting on the ground for a long time.

The leader of the Death Squad, Barney Ross took off the hood he wore on his face, opened the door of the helicopter, and said to his companions behind him, "Come out with me on Christmas."

Christmas sitting in the back didn't say anything, nodded, opened the door, and got off the plane with Queenie Shaw who didn't make any resistance.

When Queenie Shaw was transferred from the prison to the plane, she didn't say a word, her expression seemed to be very calm, and she didn't seem to worry about what would happen to her at all.

At the entrance of Cypher's sky fortress, there are already two female killers waiting.

Barney Rose walked over with Christmas and Queenie Shaw, pointed to Queenie Shaw who was following behind, and looked at the two female killers: "The goods have arrived."

The female killer raised a device in her hand, turned on the light, and took a photo of Queenie Shaw.

soon.

The information of Queenie Shaw in London police station appeared on the device.

"Yes."

"is her."

After the two female killers confirmed their authenticity, another female killer got off the plane and directly brought Queenie Shaw, who was beside Christmas, onto the plane.

"The balance of the commission has already been paid."

"Thank you."

Barney Ross took out his mobile phone, looked at the amount in his account, and smiled.

Cypher's sky fortress took off directly vertically, and when it rose to a certain height, it disappeared directly from the sight of Barney Ross and Christmas.

The two also turned around and walked back towards their helicopter.

"Barney, what does Cypher want with Queenie Shaw?"

"I don't know, I don't care. She gives the money and we handle the affairs. This is what our mercenaries need to do."

"Ok."

Christmas shrugged, he just asked casually, although Queenie Shaw is also a figure on the streets of London City, but if compared with the Cypher organization, it has nothing to do with it at all.

After all, the ranks are placed there.

On the air fortress.

Queenie Shaw, who was sent to the fortress in the sky, looked down at the female killer who had removed the shackles from her hands and feet, and then looked at the layout of the plane like a hacker operations center.

strangeness.

Why would the Cypher organization find me?
After the handcuffs were undone, Queenie Shaw moved her wrist, looked around, and thought curiously.

at this time.

Cypher came out from behind: "Hello, Mrs. Shaw."

Queenie Shaw looked at Cypher, understood that it was the Lord who came out, and said with a smile: "You can just call me Queenie, you are..."

Cypher smiled and walked to sit opposite Queenie Shaw.

"Cypher."

"..."

Queenie Xiao looked at the heroic Cypher sitting across from him in surprise: "I thought Cypher was an organization."

Cypher smiled and said: "Other people think so too, which is good, isn't it, instead of letting those stinky men outside know that Cypher is a woman, causing their inexplicable vanity to explode, it is better to let them know, Cypher It’s an organization, at least the latter is more acceptable to them, don’t you think so.”

Queenie Xiao nodded.

Feel the same.

Even in the dark world, if women want to obtain a higher status, they need to pay more than men, and sometimes they may not even be able to get it.

Such as King.

If King was a woman, the killer world would never give King the throne of one of the Big Three. They would definitely find various reasons to prove that King is not worthy of being the Big Three.

Cypher said so, and then looked at Queenie Shaw's expression with some curiosity.

"Queeny, aren't you curious?"

"Is it useful to be curious?"

Queenie Shaw looked up at Cypher, her expression was still very calm: "You hired the famous Death Squad to rescue me from the prison, there must be something that needs me, if I am not curious, you will Don't tell me, or say, if I'm not curious, can you let me go?"

Cypher shook his head and said, "No, you are not what I want, I am also entrusted by others."

Queenie Shaw frowned and looked at Cypher.

Cypher raised his wrist, looked at the time on the watch, and looked up at Queenie Shaw: "You take a rest first, we will land in about two hours."

Done.

Cypher got up and left here, leaving space for Queenie Shaw to take a good rest. After all, a good rest can keep Queenie Shaw from blurring his memory later.

The distance from London City to New York City is about [-] kilometers, and the average civil flight takes seven hours.

but……

Cypher's aerial fortress is blessed with money ability and super technology, which is enough to compress the flight time to less than two hours.

two hours later.

Twelve o'clock at night in New York City.

Leaning against the body of his Audi A8, smoking a cigarette, Hawke, who was standing at a suburban airport in New Jersey, felt movement and looked up at the dark sky.

into the eye.

The sky fortress protruded from the clouds, and then, under Hawk's gaze, slowly descended, stretched out its landing gear, and fell steadily towards the ground.

A thud.

The landing gear touched the ground, and the fuselage shook up and down like a spring being pressed.

The cabin door opens.

Hawk dropped the cigarette butt in his hand, put on sunglasses, put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards the open cabin door.

"good evening."

"Good evening, Cypher."

Hawke hugged Sever who was waiting for the cabin door, and after letting go of the hug, he cut straight to the point: "Where's the person?"

Cypher pointed: "Inside."

Hawk nodded, raised his foot and prepared to walk inside.

Cypher spoke up.

"Can I sit in?"

"It doesn't matter."

Hawk said without looking back, if he didn't want Cypher to know, he wouldn't ask Cypher to help him bring Queenie Shaw from London to New York City.

Queenie Shaw, who was sitting on a chair with her eyes closed, opened her eyes when she heard footsteps, and then saw Hawk walking in from outside wearing sunglasses.

Hawke met Queenie Shaw's eyes and took off the sunglasses on his face.

next second.

Queenie Xiao stood up from her seat in surprise.

"Hawk, why do you..."

"wrong."

Queenie Xiao said subconsciously, and then saw Hawke's eyes, stopped quickly, frowned, looked at Hawke in front of him, hesitated and said: "You are not the Hawke I know, are you? .”

Hawk, whom he raised, has blue eyes.

but……

Far less blue than the Hawk standing in front of her, the blue eyes are so deep.

"No."

Hawke smiled, answered Queenie Shaw's question, then pulled a chair over, sat down, looked at Queenie Shaw and introduced himself: "Introduce me, my name, Hawke Day Yep."

Hearing the name, Queenie Xiao's expression changed again.

Hawke wanted this response.

This shows that Queenie Shaw does know him, and at the same time, he does know some inside information that Hawke really wants to know.

"Looks like you know me."

"……Yes."

"That's easy."

Seeing that Queenie Shaw also admitted, Hawke showed a bright smile again, leaned on the chair, and looked at Queenie Shaw who was sitting opposite: "I found you, it seems that you also know what I want to know something, so now you can talk."

Queenie Shaw still looked at Hawke with an expression of disbelief.

Hawke didn't urge Queenie Shaw, anyway, people were already on his side, even if Queenie Shaw didn't want to say it, he still had a way to get what he wanted.

Cypher brought over two glasses of bourbon, one for Hawke and one for Queenie Shaw.

Queenie Shaw came back to his senses, thanked Cypher, and then looked at Hawke who was sitting across from him again, and asked a question: "How do I know that you are really Hawke Dayne, not Hawk Frost or something?"

Hawke smiled.

As soon as these words came out, it could be said that Queenie Xiao was talking about herself, and she knew from the very beginning that Hawk Xiao was cloned.

"Makes sense."

Hawke nodded, and then threw the question to Queenie Shaw: "How do you want me to prove it?"

Queenie Xiao stared at Hawke, and said directly: "The real Hawke, when he was born, had a birthmark on his back that no one could fake."

Hawke nodded: "Yes, do you want to see it?"

Queenie Shaw didn't speak, but his expression already showed his attitude.

Hawke smiled and didn't talk nonsense. He got up and handed the bourbon to Cypher, then took off his coat, unbuttoned the shirt inside, revealing his strong upper body, and... The incomparable back looks like a god banyan tree with more tattoos than birthmarks.

……

(End of this chapter)