A Beautiful Comic Life Beginning with a Killer

Chapter 63 I Killed Ben Parker? (Please recommend!!)

Have you ever thought about telling someone that you are a killer?
John, who heard this, froze in place.

Hawke stared at John with eyes similar to those of scientific research, as if looking forward to John's answer.

quite a while.

John came back to his senses, walked up to Hawke, and then, under Hawke's gaze, put his right hand on Hawke's forehead.

"strangeness……"

John looked suspiciously at Hawk, who had a normal temperature: "I don't have a fever, how can I be talking nonsense?"

The corner of Hawke's mouth twitched, and John's paw was slapped off.

"I am serious."

"I'm serious too."

John seemed to be amused by this question, wiped his face, and looked at Hawke: "Do you still remember what I told you about my guide?"

Hawke nodded.

The killer industry is not for assembly-line workers. Although some organizations are training assembly-line killers, after so many years of training, 90.00% of them are low-level killers. On the list of richest killers, let alone the top ten, even the top five Ten, none of these killers entered.

[-]% of the killers who can make it into this list follow the path of traditional killers.

The master leads the apprentice.

The apprentice becomes the master from the teacher, and then leads the apprentice.

Passed on from generation to generation.

Just like John brought Hawke out of him by hand, John also had a master who led him into the industry back then.

What is the name of John's master? According to John, he still planned to invite the master to drink one day, but suddenly he couldn't find it, so he came to see it curiously.

It turned out that the FBI agent shouted "FBI, open the door!" kicked open the door, and then beat his master into a leaky toilet.

The death was miserable.

At first, John was curious about how his master was discovered by the FBI. After some investigation, it turned out that his wife who had been sleeping with the master for ten years reported it to the FBI.

reason?

John didn't try to find out, but according to John, it might have something to do with his master's 300 million reward from the FBI.

"forever and ever……"

John helped Hawke recall the lessons learned, and then said to Hawke with a serious face: "Don't tell anyone your real identity, the killer didn't..."

Hawke looked at John's expectant eyes like a teacher, and said along the words: "The killer can't put any emotion, because the only one who gets hurt that way is you."

"That's it!"

John put away the serious expression on his face, looked at Hawke, and changed the topic: "Are you really in love?"

Hawk heard this sentence, looked at John, and smiled directly.

"how is this possible!"

"Really, I don't believe it!"

"..."

Is this line yours? Have you paid the copyright fee?

John chuckled, looked at Hawke and said, "Don't forget, I was 17 years old, even a year ago I was married to Jian..."

Hawke interrupted: "Two years."

"what."

"You and Jane have been married for two years."

"is it?"

John froze for a moment, then waved his hand: "It's not important. What's important is that when Jane and I were married, I also thought about telling the truth to Jane and telling her about my profession."

Hawke asked curiously, "Then why didn't you say it?"

John smiled: "Because she didn't ask."

Hawke blinked.

He had just thought of countless possible answers from John, but this answer was not what Hawke expected.

"Jane asked me what kind of job I was. I said I was an engineer. In fact, I did. I still had a certificate, but he didn't ask me if I had any other occupations. She didn't ask, so I didn't. Say."

"... What if Jane finds out one day?"

"Let's talk about it later."

"Ok?"

"We're killers, Hawk!"

John smiled, looking very free and easy, looked at the time on the watch, and patted Hawke on the shoulder: "Why do you think so much, besides, we are killers, and we are top killers. I found out, then I will find a way to solve it at that time, what's so difficult about it."

Done.

After John finished imparting his experience, he patted Hawke on the shoulder again, and turned around smartly: "By the way, when Lorna comes back, come to my house for dinner. Jane made Texas steak today."

In the past two years, your family's dinner has been cooked by Jane's female killer apprentice, and it's not made by Jane at all.

Hawke came back to his senses, and when he wanted to complain about this sentence, John had already gone out.

Leave the future to your future self.

Hawke recalled John's answer just now in his mind.

quite a while.

Hawke smiled.

Also!

If you tell John now that his wife Jane is also a killer, then in the future, wouldn't there be no fun to watch.

Forget it.

Don't say anything.

Hawk actually wanted to tell John that the wife Jane he married was also a killer, but seeing John's answer just now, Hawk felt that it was better not to say anything.

John is very happy now, there is no need to give him such a big news.

As for Hawke?

Hawke doesn't mind if S.H.I.E.L.D. finds out his true identity. Whether his identity is exposed or not is not important to Hawke at all, as long as S.H.I.E.L.D. can accept the consequences of staying with him forever.

15 minute later.

Hawk heard the engine of Lorna's Chevrolet driving to school that morning.

after awhile.

Carrying a bag, Lorna grabbed the car keys and walked in from the door leading to the garage. She looked at Hawk who was sitting on the sofa, holding a drink, and watching the news on TV, and said hello.

"John invited us to his house for dinner tonight."

"it is good."

Lorna, who was going upstairs, heard this and responded, "Is there any Texas steak made by Mrs. Smith?"

"Have!"

"Great."

When Lorna heard that there was her favorite steak at night, she cheered happily: "Mrs. Smith's skill in cooking steak is undeniable. One day I will definitely get her secret cooking method."

Hawk smiled, pestering Jane Smith to learn how to cook, which is no less than Magneto not learning physics and art of war, which is outrageously wrong.

soon.

Going upstairs and putting down her schoolbag, Lorna changed into a coat by the way. After going downstairs, she sat next to Hawke and watched the news on TV: "Route 32, by the way, you didn't Go to school, did you go to Route 32? When I was at school, I heard them say that the scene was very tragic, and many federal agents died."

Hawke smiled.

"is it?"

"I heard them say that the emergency department of the hospital near Highway 32 is full today, which is an exaggeration."

Lorna said so, and then her eyes lit up, and she looked at Hawke: "By the way, the parent of a classmate in our school is on Route 32. The gossip said that the parent was killed by this killer."

Hawke: "..."

(End of this chapter)