A Beautiful Comic Life Beginning with a Killer

Chapter 61 Those who do bad things are bad people (please recommend!)
After half an hour.

When Mrs. Fulla's younger brother rushed to the hospital, the door of the operating room was pushed open, and Mrs. Fulla, who had already had her appendix, was pushed out by the doctor.

after awhile.

Mrs. Fulla's younger brother wiped the sweat from his forehead, followed the three of Hawke out of the ward, thanked the three of Hawke, and then specifically explained why he came so slowly.

"Traffic jam."

"There didn't seem to be a traffic jam when we came here, Emilia."

"Ah."

"There is no traffic in the urban area. I originally wanted to take a shortcut and take Route 32, but I didn't expect that something happened there. I still left the car to my wife and took a taxi from Route 32."

Mrs. Fulla's younger brother explained: "I was chatting with the driver. It is said that a shootout broke out on Highway 32 not long ago, and several federal agents were killed."

Gwen and Emilia looked at each other.

The eyes are incredible.

When Hawke heard this sentence, he expressed his curiosity just right: "The gunfight, it can't be another gangster from Hell's Kitchen."

In New York City, there is a place of infamy.

Hell's Kitchen.

There is a saying in New York City, after dark, the laws of New York City must avoid Hell's Kitchen.

And before that, the outlaws in Hell's Kitchen had fought with the New York Police Department or the FBI more than once, so Hawke's words are a very reasonable suspicion.

Mrs. Fulla's younger brother shrugged: "I don't know about that, but according to the driver, this time, it seems to be a killer."

Hawke snorted and nodded curiously.

After Mrs. Fulla's younger brother finished speaking, he turned his head and glanced at the ward, then thanked Hawke and the others again, expressing that he would send Hawke and the others downstairs.

The three of Hawk quickly refused, and then the three of them walked into the elevator together.

Ding!
The elevator opens.

When Hawke, Gwen, and Emilia came out of the elevator to the lobby on the first floor, then, looking at the lobby at this moment, there was a feeling of time travel.

The hall, which seemed a little quiet even though it was just upstairs, could not be said to be overcrowded at this moment, but it could also be said to be full of people.

One ambulance after another was wheeled in.

"Hurry up!"

"Ah hurts!"

"My arm."

"God, I'm dying."

"..."

"What's going on here."

"Traveled from Route 32."

"My God, so many."

"We are still relatively small, and most of the patients have been taken away by New Amsterdam Hospital."

"What happened there."

"The gun battle broke out. So many people ran after each other in order to avoid it. Some people were trampled on while escaping. That's okay. There are still people over there who haven't been pulled back. I'll go there first."

"it is good!"

The three of Hawk walked out of the hall while avoiding the crowded crowd, and then heard the conversation of the driver who was carrying the patient out of the ambulance and chatting.

"Gosh."

Gwen looked at the scene of an ambulance going out and another coming in, and was a little surprised: "How many people have been injured?"

Emilia also nodded, as if I wanted to say the same.

From the corner of his eye, he paid attention to Hawke.

Hawke's expression remained unchanged, he took out the car key from his pocket, and unlocked the car parked not far away: "Who knows, let's go, you should know when you go back and read the news."

Anyway, he didn't kill innocent people indiscriminately.

Hawke came with a clear conscience.

As for the current situation, Hawke doesn't want to see it, but it has already happened, and the fault is not on his side, but on the side of S.H.I.E.L.D.

What is the cause of this incident?
S.H.I.E.L.D. is trying to set him up, so S.H.I.E.L.D. has an inescapable responsibility for any casualties caused by this incident.

Maybe Hawke was wrong, but just a little bit.

Very few.

Little to almost negligible.

Therefore, Hawke didn't even make any waves, turned on the ignition, drove away from the hospital, and drove towards Midtown College.

"correct."

After Hawke drove away from the hospital, he looked at Gwen, who was sitting in the co-pilot and had already taken out his mobile phone and started looking for news: "Aren't you going to get something for the prom?"

Emilia, who was sitting in the back seat, said: "No need, the owner just called. The phone we answered in the corridor, the owner heard that Mrs. Fulla had an appendix, and said that he would help us put it away tomorrow morning." Sent to the Academy, a very nice guy, huh, Gwen."

Gwen nodded.

Hawk raised his eyes slightly, looking at Emilia sitting in the back seat in the rearview mirror.

Hawke is not interested in knowing whether the shop owner is a good person, but he is very interested now, obviously yesterday Gwen and Emilia were still in a confrontational situation, why did they seem to have become girlfriends all of a sudden today.

I just didn't go to school today, not a month.

Did something happen at school today?
Hawke thought so.

"Gosh!"

"what happened?"

"It's King!"

"..."

Gwen, who was in the co-pilot, had already received news of the shootout that took place earlier on Route 32, and even found a photo of the scene that was obtained by an unknown reporter.

In the photos at the scene, King, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, looks like a thug in a suit. The killer King, wearing sunglasses, is holding a Beretta and striding towards the fallen Chevrolet SUV with leather shoes.

The breeze just passed by, blowing the hem of Killer King's suit.

picture...

It looks like pure black and pure prison wind.

Hawk glanced at the photo on Gwen's phone from the corner of his eye, and suddenly had an idea to find the reporter who took the photo.

then……

Spend some money and ask this reporter to take a series of photos of the killer King and put them in the black market. Hawke is sure that if he does this, he can snatch some orders from rich women.

Emilia, who was sitting in the back seat, heard that Gwen seemed to know the name of the killer King, and said curiously, "Gwen, you know the guy in the photo."

Gwen nodded, then shook her head.

Emilia was slightly taken aback.

next second.

Gwen let go of the palm covering her mouth, thinking of the scene of her father George being rescued in the emergency room two weeks ago, she felt a palpitation in her heart and said, "My father almost died in his hands, but I believe that my father will definitely catch him." This bad guy will be brought to justice."

Emilia's heart moved, and then she seemed to be joking: "Bad man, looking at this photo, I think this King is quite handsome, full of masculinity."

Gwen raised her head and looked at Emilia who was joking in the back seat with a swish.

Serious face.

Seriously.

“People who do terrible things are just terrible people!”

"..."

(End of this chapter)