death of hope

Chapter 321 "Corporate Warrior" (237) Strength Gap

Someone pulled out a pistol, loaded the bullet, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense.

Anthony Hawk took a step back: "Search for me! See if there are any weapons or communication equipment!"

"Iron Jaws! Go protect the boss." A security guard locked the door, and the others searched the body, and put all the things they found on the ground.

"No communication equipment or weapons were found, boss? What to do with it?"

"Although it's a bit suspicious, talent can't be wasted."

Anthony Hawk signaled the security guard to lower his gun with his eyes, and said with a gentle expression:
"Give you half a minute, make a reasonable explanation, and you'll get a job that pays well, or you'll be a corpse in the trunk."

"You have wronged me. Girls who have been Cheerleaders (cheerleaders) all have muscular lines. This is common sense."

Sigurdriefa quickly put on an innocent and pitiful expression, half of what she said was true and half of it was a lie:
"I was a cheerleader for the NCAA football team in college. In order to make complex jumps, we used gymnast standards to train ourselves.
I can provide the video link of the game scene at that time. In order to increase the ratings, photographers like to shoot the cheerleaders.

As for the calluses on my palms and shoulders, I'm a girl from San Antonio, Texas,
Our hometown has more weapon shops than McDonald's, and more martial arts halls than billiard halls. Growing up in such a tough environment, girls have to learn some skills to protect themselves. "

"Parker, make her enter the video link and shoot her if she lies."

A bodyguard took out a tablet computer: "The video was uploaded by the official NCAA account of college football. There is no possibility of fraud. Among the cheerleaders... there is indeed her. Wow, this figure is really hot. I wouldn't care if I was a player It's game."

"So, you're not a football star, so you can only come to the nightclub as a security guard, put your gun away, and don't let it go off." Anthony Hawk nodded with satisfaction:

"Admitted, this should focus on training, rent an apartment for her, don't need a basement, it should be spacious and bright with a private bathroom."

"thank you boss."

"Until the suspicion is cleared, I will send someone to monitor you. You are not allowed to use any communication equipment, and you are not allowed to be interviewed by any media, understand."

"I need this job urgently, and any request is acceptable."

"Behave well, I'm not a free eater."

Anthony Hawk lit his cigar triumphantly, his favorite cornered job seeker, which meant he could do whatever he wanted with this beauty, puffed smoke on her, reached out to pinch the rabbit ears, and couldn't take his eyes off the fishnet stockings , the body responds:

"Don't take her to training yet, you go, I will personally go into battle and test her professional level."

"Go back to your posts." The security secretary and others smiled knowingly, and left the meeting room one after another, leaving only a personal bodyguard to accompany him. This person's electronic eyes flashed red, and his hands and feet were obviously mechanical prosthetics, exuding a cruel and cold look. breath.

"Come with me."

"Where are we going..."

"Shut up your stinking mouth." The bodyguard showed no mercy and pushed her hard; "You can do whatever the boss asks you to do, let's go!"

Sigurdlifa felt the strength coming from his back, and he had already begun to assess the other party's strength in his heart, and followed the nightclub owner to the depths of the corridor:

"Damn! No chance to be alone with the target!"

"That bodyguard is dangerous. His brainwaves are chaotic. He might be a cyberpsychopath." Lynch looked at the screen and said, "Do you know this guy, bartender?"

"If I'm not mistaken...the bodyguard is the black tiger gang's ace killer "Iron Chin"" Ferguson's voice trembled:
"Anyone who has been in the society in York City knows a few ruthless deeds of 'Iron Chin',

The most famous one is that he single-handedly broke into the base of the "Cripple Gang" and killed more than a dozen armed gang members, including women and children. The bosses in every neighborhood are afraid of this murderer. "

"Hey, Sig, find a way to distract that guy, and if it doesn't work, make an excuse to go to the toilet and escape."

"You want me to give up? It's not easy to sneak in. It's not okay to give up halfway! If the reformed bodyguard refuses to leave, I have to abolish him so that he can no longer harm the common people."

"Okay...don't overdo it."

"Excuse me? Did I hear you right, an unarmed woman who wants to kill York City's most ruthless gang member 'Iron Jaw' in the depths of the Black Tiger Gang's lair?"

"Hmm, I don't care if he has an iron chin or a titanium alloy chin, who will let him get in the way."

"Oh my God..." The fat man turned his head and looked at Lynch: "You must stop her, the Black Tiger Gang is the most ruthless gang of this generation, and it has a protective umbrella. It's really tiresome to fight in the den of local snakes... Already!"

"I persuaded her, but she didn't listen. She is getting more and more self-willed. If there is a fight, I will kill it."

"Crazy... I won't play my life for you two local bastards, even if you are the benefactor of Jon's father, if something happens, Ferguson, we two will run away."

"It's up to you." Lynch didn't care about the two people in the back seat. He focused on the screen and took out a pistol and a short knife from the glove box.

"I am a very sympathetic boss," Anthony Hawk strode forward with his hands in his pockets, talking endlessly:
"Although most of today's applicants did not meet the requirements, I still managed to keep a few."

"Don't listen to him playing P!" Ferguson couldn't help cursing: "He treats the girls as tools to make money, and when he gets tired of playing, he throws them to the guests of the nightclub, locks them in a small and damp basement, and negotiates a good wage. I have been in arrears and have not been paid, and have not been treated when I am sick, and thrown into the garbage dump when I die.”

Sigurdriefa has a temperament of hatred and hatred, and she gritted her teeth after hearing this: "I hear it more and more... let him now..."

"Don't be impulsive... You are surrounded by people from the Black Tiger Gang."

At the end, the bodyguard pushed her roughly into the elevator. Anthony Hawke unbuttoned the silk suit, took it off and threw it to the bodyguard, and began to unbutton the shirt again.

The seventh basement is the office and storage area. The staff come and go to carry food and drinks, and when they see it, they shout: "Hello, boss!"

Anthony Hawk enjoyed the feeling of power and dominance. He was in a happy mood. He hummed a little tune with a cigar in his mouth, pressed his fingerprint password, and pushed open the door of the office. There were big sofas, wooden tables, boss chairs, and books in the bookshelves. It was dusty, so it must have never been opened at all.

"I'm really impressed with you, brother, the green hat is hanging on your head, your psychological quality is really good."

"Quiet, it's the critical moment." Lynch pulled the receiver and loaded the pistol.

Before Anthony Hawk took off his shirt, he couldn't wait to reach out to untie his belt, his eyes burning with desire;

"Good stuff, you have to check it yourself."

"Wait!"

"what happened?"

"Your bodyguards don't evade either?"

"Haha, you said 'iron chin'? This buddy has already attained Taoism and immortality, and has no desires or desires."

"That is to say, your bodyguard is determined not to leave, and is ready to watch the whole process?"

"Haha..." The cyber engineer let out a piercing laugh: "I am loyal to my boss, and there are no secrets between us."

"Hey...then there's no way..." Sigurdriefa sighed;
"A wretched greasy man wearing superman pants, it's ridiculous."

"What did you say!"

She ignored him at all, and turned to look at the bodyguard:
"Your boss said that you have no desires and no desires. May I understand it this way? There is a metal sewage pipe in your place, right? Poor guy, are you squatting to pee or lying on your stomach?"

"Ahhh! Kill you!" Iron Chin was so angry that the seven orifices smoked, and the mechanical prosthetic arm popped out the blade, stabbing towards the heart, but what he didn't expect was that,
The beauty in her bunny costume turns out to be a master of Burmese boxing, an ancient fighting style known for its ferocity and unscrupulousness.

"Swell!" A swift and fierce kick hit the center of the circle, causing the iron jaw to roll all over the ground in pain.

"Sorry, I wronged you, your little brother is obviously still there."

Saying that, Sigurdrie went up and aimed at the head and kicked a football,

Seeing that the opponent was dizzy, he stepped on the blade with his high-heeled leather boots and held it through a leather glove.
"Crack!" He broke it violently, and kicked the falling pistol aside.

Anthony Hawk was frightened and dumbfounded, and froze in place wearing big underpants,
Iron Chin's skull is protected by a bulletproof armor plate, and a combat auxiliary chip is implanted in his brain.
The comatose brain is stimulated by infusion of stimulants to wake up quickly, and the adrenaline in the prosthesis is injected into the blood, which temporarily relieves the severe pain.

"Bastard...I'm going to kill you! Eat it!"

The mechanical prosthetic calf of "Iron Chin" popped out the turbine engine propeller, and he used a rocket flying kick, which was easily dodged by the opponent, followed by the anti-joint technique, "Crack!" The knee joint was broken, and he cried out in pain.

"Why are you wiping away your tears, you bullying coward! Cannibalism, you seem to be very ruthless, right? That's how you treat the girls in the slums, isn't it?"

"Crack!" The high-heeled boot broke two ribs,

At this time, the iron jaw was incoherently hurting, "Oh...it hurts...please...don't..."

"Did you stop even once when the innocent were begging?"

Pick up the smart pistol on the ground, adjust it to the electric shock mode, and launch two copper wires,

"Zizizi!" The huge body twitched violently,

The 8000 million volt high-voltage electricity burned the combat chip implanted in the bodyguard's head, causing him to fall into a deep coma.

Sigurdlifa turned her head, and the other party backed away in fright, and sat down on the boss chair:

"No one is in the way of our conversation now, Mr Anthony Hawke, don't be afraid, I won't eat you again."

(End of this chapter)