A Beautiful Comic Life Beginning with a Killer

Chapter 80 The Imminently Consummated Talent of Disguise (Please Subscribe!!!)
"I said, I said!"

"..."

After Hawke finished speaking, he looked at the driver who was just gritting his teeth and trying not to call out. After waiting for three seconds, he saw that the car was about to drive to the Verrazano Narrows Bridge and almost ran to Jersey City When the time came, he shook his head, ready to shoot.

But just when Hawke was about to make a move, the killer driver seemed unable to hold on any longer and yelled out.

"I said, I said!"

"...Say it."

Hawk let go of his fingers and smiled: "The content of the mission."

"Kill you."

"Say your full name!"

"Kill Hawk Dayne."

"is it?"

"Yes, the organization only gave me this task, that's all I know, I swear, really, I swear."

"..."

The driver killer said loudly, if he didn't need to drive with his left hand and press the wound with his right hand, he would probably put his hands together to show the honesty of what he said.

but……

Hawke listened to the driver's killer's assured words, but sneered directly, and slowly pressed the trigger of Beretta on his right hand again: "I thought it was a rookie killer, but I You guessed wrong."

The driver's killer suddenly thumped in his heart.

Hawk snorted and smiled: "You should not be a killer, but an undercover agent of a law enforcement agency."

The words fall.

The driver killer said almost subconsciously: "I am not, I am the killer!"

Now Hawke was very sure.

"Hehe, it really is an undercover agent of a law enforcement agency."

Hawk heard the driver's killer's denial of the second company, and laughed: "Let me just say, a normal killer, even if he only debuted for half a year, won't even know when the best shooting position is, I originally I thought it was a rookie killer, but I didn't expect it, tsk tsk!"

A qualified killer will know that it is far cleaner and more efficient to deal with targets outside the car than inside the car.

Especially just now.

With Hawk standing outside the car with his back turned to the inside, even a rookie killer, no matter how good he is, will know that at that time, it is the best time to complete the task, and he will never let the target sit on him The camouflaged vehicle will not let the target sit in the seat behind him.

Because then, the target is out of the killer's sight.

what?
anyone else?

Ah.

Hawk may never kill innocent people other than the target, but Hawk is the only killer who can do this. As for other killers, they will not do this. They only think that this is caused during the completion of the task reasonable harm.

Therefore, George, who was standing next to Hawke at the time, was not an excuse for the killer not to dare to rob.

However, considering that this possibility is not impossible, Hawke got into the car anyway, just to see if this guy is a killer.

result……

Not a killer.

Is undercover?
Good guy.

Chain counter?
Hawke's first reaction was that it might not be George Stacy's serial trick.

"parking."

Hawke came back to his senses, saw that he was about to drive up to the front of the Verrazano Narrows Bridge in Jersey City, pointed directly at his temple, and said coldly: "Stay aside."

The driver, who was an undercover agent rather than a killer, was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously stepped on the brakes, and leaned towards the side at the same time: "There are surveillance cameras here, why don't you pass the bridge?"

Hawk chuckled: "Why, are your people ambushing across the bridge?"

The driver didn't speak, and obediently stopped the yellow taxi by the side of the road.

puff!
A surveillance camera at the end of the street burst into flames and was scrapped.

Hawk opened the car door and pointed at the driver in the car.

"come out!"

"...OK, don't shoot."

The driver raised his clean left hand and bloody right hand, opened the door with a painful expression, and seemed to be trying hard to get out of the car.

Seeing this, Hawk shook his head directly, and the Beretta on his right hand moved down.

"puff!"

"what!"

A streak of blood shot out from the driver's leather shoe, and with a scream, the driver who had just stepped out with one foot staggered and fell flat on the road.

Hawk squatted down and glanced at the leather shoes on the driver's feet.

He took back what he had just said.

This guy's camouflage, even if George saw his leather shoes, he would react.

Can a taxi driver afford these high-end leather shoes that start at a minimum of $[-]?
same.

An undercover NYPD shouldn't be able to afford it.

Hawke raised his eyebrows, then set his eyes on the driver who was lying on the ground, then, sighed, took out his mobile phone, grabbed the driver's hair, and took a photo directly of the hideous driver , chose Ekaterina.

Sending is complete.

Almost the next second, Ekaterina's message came.

[Who is this? 】

[I don't know, check it out. 】

【it is good. 】

Hawke put away the phone, grabbed Beretta with his right hand and put it aside, not worried about being robbed, and aimed at the driver's forehead again: "From the FBI?"

After being shot in the right thigh, some pale-faced drivers were lying on the ground moaning after being shot again in the sole of their left foot, as if they were enduring the pain and couldn't hear Hawke's question clearly.

"three!"

Hawke started to count down directly: "After I counted to one, you didn't say it, so there's no need to say it."

The driver also got angry at this moment, and took a mouthful of bloody saliva: "I said, you will let it go..."

"puff!"

"Boom!"

The driver didn't finish speaking, only heard a slight noise, the next second, the expression on the driver's face froze, and then under Hawke's gaze, the driver with an extra hole between his eyebrows hit his face hard Concrete floor.

died.

【Ding! 】

[Agility +1]

[Mathematics +1]

"..."

Hawk was taken aback for a moment, good guy, it doesn't take much effort to find nowhere to go, this guy, can he still show [mathematical skills]?

but……

This guy doesn't look like an Easterner either.

Hawke grabbed the driver's hair again, took a look at the guy's appearance, and thought about it.

He originally thought that if he wanted to collect math skill points, he might have to go to Dongguo to do missions. Anyway, he gave up on math here in the Federation.

did not expect……

Surprise surprise.

Hawke laughed, and when he got up, he glanced at a thumb-sized gadget that fell under the driver's seat, and as if he didn't see it, he turned and left the scene.

at the same time……

Hawk took out his phone and called the giant farmer directly.

no way.

Hawke didn't want such a thing to happen, but now that he has discovered it, he needs to find a way to deal with the aftermath.

And what kind of aftermath can be compared to the giant farmer who can confuse the monitoring content with the real one?
Just as Hawke was standing in the dark of the alley to negotiate an urgent business with the giant farmer, about 10 minutes later, a car with no lights on came from Jersey City across the bridge.

The car coming from the opposite side of the bridge without driving lights did not stop after getting off the bridge, but continued to drive forward without any reduction in speed.

It looked like it was passing by.

However, about 15 minutes later, the car that passed by just now went back and reappeared here.

but……

This time, although he was driving in the lane of the yellow taxi and was infinitely close to the taxi, he still drove towards the bridge without stopping.

Hawk, who was hiding in the shadow of an alley not far away, his suit blending perfectly with the shadow, saw this scene, his eyelids twitched, and he was a little speechless.

This posture doesn't look like someone from a law enforcement agency.

Hawke looked at the back and forth car that would almost blatantly test if there was an ambush written on his face nearby, thinking so in his heart.

Just now when he saw a thing with the size of a thumb under the stance of the taxi that blinked from time to time, Hawke knew that thing.

Although the names are different, the effect is the same.

Emergency locator.

and so……

Hawke decided to stay and see who would come over later.

FBI?

CIA.

or……

GHS?

or...

SHIELD?

However, after the car repeatedly appeared, Hawke was a little confused.

He was sure that the guy who pretended to be a driver and was killed by him must belong to an undercover agent of one of the above-mentioned law enforcement agencies, so if someone followed the location, it must be the law enforcement agency behind this guy.

And now?
This car that jumped back and forth twice, no matter how you look at it, has nothing to do with any of the above-mentioned law enforcement agencies. If any law enforcement agency says that the tracking vehicle has this technology, it may directly become a global leader. The number one joke in law enforcement.

Am I guessing wrong?

But, if it wasn't a law enforcement agency, then why, the body that should have been found in the jurisdiction of Jersey City before, was found in the jurisdiction of the [-]th Precinct.

Moreover, the corpse was swapped?

In Hawk's mind, question marks rushed out one after another.

at this time.

After crossing the bridge and crossing the bridge repeatedly, the car jumped three times. Finally, after turning around this time, it seemed that it was not going to play any game of hide-and-seek. Instead, it slowed down and slowly drove the car into the yellow taxi. next to.

"Boom!"

A sneaky man got out of the car, and at the same time said to his accomplices who got off behind him, "Get out of the car."

soon.

Including the man who got out of the car first, a total of three accomplices got out of the car, opened the back seat of the yellow taxi, and lifted up the driver who was lifeless, shot in the eyebrow, and bleeding a lot. .

"This time I can be sure."

"Yes."

"King is Hawk Dayne."

"Miss' instinct is right, hurry up and work."

The man who was driving also came out of the driver's seat, said so, opened the trunk, took out an oil drum from it, and then poured it into the taxi, intending to destroy the body and wipe out the traces: "Speed ​​up, the patrol car will be here soon!" Here we go..."

"puff!"

The man who was pouring gasoline into the taxi was suddenly taken aback for a moment, and seemed to hear something in his ears, and subconsciously said, "You heard..."

The words have not yet fallen!

boom!
In an instant, a bright yellow bullet pierced the sky, and with a whooping sound, it shot directly at the man's gasoline barrel.

moment.

The gasoline barrel was punctured, and the gasoline inside was directly ignited. Accompanied by a huge explosion, and the fireball that appeared directly, there was a loud bang, and the four people and the carried corpse were instantly blown away. out.

Boom!

The yellow taxi and the four-person car parked beside it also exploded directly, flying into the air, turning into a ball of fire, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Cough cough!"

"what's the situation."

"what happened."

"Shet."

"Hello!"

"..."

It's strange to say that the four people who were affected by the explosion at such a close distance, and were directly blown away, and then landed heavily on the road, seemed not to have been harmed, and suddenly heard voices that did not belong to them, In an instant, he looked in the direction where the sound came from.

then……

The four of them saw Hawke who came into their sight from the shadow of the alley across the road to the road.

wrong.

It's King!

Hawke was not at all surprised why the four people who were at least seriously injured seemed to have suffered a little skin trauma, and said politely: "Can you tell me, who is the lady you are talking about?"

If Hawke's guess is correct, the lady mentioned by the four Skrulls is probably the reason why the blue Ford car appeared in the Twelfth Branch, as well as the reason why the taxi and the four Skrulls appeared up.

but……

Miss in the Skrull population?
who is it?

And just listening to the conversation of these four people, it sounds like this so-called young lady suspects that he is King?
But Hawke didn't find it strange.

Very normal.

Didn't George already suspect him? However, George is a police detective. As long as he has no evidence, it is just suspicion and has no real effect.

But other people don't need evidence. After he took action against the butcher that night, he felt in his heart that his identity would be exposed sooner or later.

But none of that matters anymore.

Again.

there is always a solution to a problem!

Left and right is just a boring story about you dying and me dying, and blood flowing into rivers.

Hawke is more interested in the present.

The four Skrulls who got up from the ground looked at each other, and then looked at Hawk who appeared in unison.

"Go together!"

"This guy is weird!"

"boom!"

The words fall.

The four Skrulls rushed out from the same place, and when they reappeared, they had already turned into Skrulls. In the dark, like four Shreks, they attacked Hawk, who seemed to have no reaction. Offensive.

next second.

Hawke's right hand pistoled for a second, then clawed, and with a bang, he went straight up. With a whip leg, he swept away the three Skrulls, and then his right hand became a tiger claw and directly pinched the Skrulls who dared to charge forward.

"Crack!"

【Ding! 】

【Speed+1】

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

[Current Skrulls' camouflage talent fragment: "6/10"]

A thud.

Hawke let go of his right hand, allowing the headless corpse whose head had been crushed by him to slide down, and then a flash appeared in front of another Skrull again.

A smile appeared on Hawke's face!
Not sick!
Be happy!
……

(End of this chapter)