Conquer The Comic: I Rely On Unlimited Hunting To Level Up

Chapter 010: It is impossible to work part-time

, the fox and the gunsmith looked at each other in surprise.

I didn't expect this guy to have such talent.

"Next, try shooting them."

The gunsmith pressed a button on the table, and several dead men were hung on pork hooks and locks, slowly moving out of the shadows.

This looks very terrifying, even a person with the slightest morality will not allow himself to attack the corpse and insult the corpse.

Lear knew that he had no choice, and if he did not pass this level at this time, the other party might directly kill him who was useless but understood their internal affairs.

So he directly and without hesitation picked up the Siegsauer P226 on the table, loaded the magazine, loaded it, turned around and raised his hand to raise the gun.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! "Fifteen rounds of P226 continuously fired 9mm bullets

The hearts and brains of three dead people were shot three or four times in an instant, and none of them missed the target.

In fact, the test is enough here, Lear has shown enough strength to show himself, for this kind of person, of course, they will not cultivate him as the male protagonist as the male protagonist Vesley as in the original movie.

Even if it was Vesri, they were just using him as a tool, a tool to kill his father without being killed by his father's cross.

As a tool, just use it while it's good.

But the fox didn't want to let him go like this, and she raised her eyebrows: "Go and try, go around these corpses, and hit those target papers behind you."

"Sorry, I can't do it." Lear cleanly refused the fox's request, not to mention that he really couldn't do it, even if he could do it, he wouldn't show his true hole cards in this Longtan Tiger's Den.

The fox shrugged at the gunsmith, apparently unable to take Lear's character.

"Come with me, I'll send you out."

"So I passed the test?" Lear remembers the bottom-out test.

"Yes," the fox rolled his eyes angrily, "Let's go!" This

time, with the fox's escort, Lear arrived at his car intact under the watchful eye of many sentries.

"Give you three days off."

"Three days later, at nine o'clock in the morning, come here to collect your mission." The fox leaned in front of Lear's car window and instructed Lear.

Lear nodded lightly and started his car.

After the castle gate opened, Lear turned the car around and went straight out.

There are no GPS and navigation systems in this era, and all the streets and roads need to be memorized by yourself.

If you go the wrong way, you may stray, enter the black neighborhood, and be shot or killed as a provocative outsider.

Because the local security is not good, the police are not funded, of course, there can be no cameras, and the police are even less likely to find what ballistic track gun owners directly on the black gun.

It can only be said that this kind of person died in vain, and no one will help you chase the murderer.

Therefore, people in this era generally prefer memory, and those with poor memory are naturally eliminated.

When Lear drove back to his home, he naturally closed the door and went to his workbench, spread out a huge piece of paper, and began to draw the roads and routes he walked down in the castle.

Compared with ordinary people who generally prefer memory in this era, his memory is stronger, because after the system points, he is almost half superhuman, perhaps not to the point of Daredevil or Luke Cage.

But in the face of the adrenaline fighting Assassin League, he was still undaunted.

All the signs of weakness are just paving the way for his plan.

He first drew his own path of advance, and then began to draw the terrain on both sides according to his own route.

There was nothing he could do where he hadn't been, but whether it was a garbage disposal plant, a weaving mill, or Sloan's office library, he had been, and he had even been to the gunsmith's [shooting range].

While his memory was still there, he drew a general topographic map of the entire castle in three strokes and five divisions.

Lear, who was looking down at the castle topographic map with his chest in his arms, found an interesting point.

There is obviously more than one entrance and exit to this castle.

The castle is divided into four parts, which appear to be a whole, but in fact each has its own business.

He came to his computer, crackled on the keyboard, and began to look up the address of the League of Assassins.

Sure enough, as he expected.

The Assassin League's castle appears to be a single unit, but it is actually legally divided into four companies.

These are knitting factories, slaughterhouses, waste disposal plants and accounting companies.

A castle is divided into four zones for registration, each in the hands of different shareholders.

They may be the actual controllers of the League of Assassins.

Lear's memory has greatly increased, and the movies he has seen in his previous life appear in his mind.

He first went through it, got over it, and then began to check the clues in the movie.

After Wisley finally stormed Sloane's library, six cadres were aimed at Wisley, including the fox and the gunsmith.

Everyone's name is on the top of the Destiny Loom, which means that everyone has been identified by the Destiny Loom as a guy who interferes with Destiny and must be removed.

His previous inferences were all true.

The League of Assassins has long deteriorated, and all the members are objects that the Loom of Destiny wants to clean up.

This is not just Sloan's problem, it is likely that the organization has deteriorated since a very early age, and the top of the organization has already used assassinations for their own profit.

But from another point of view, what exactly is the Destiny Loom?

Why was it that the Cross and the old man, who left the Order, were able to discover Sloane's name just in a small chapel with a replica of the loom?

Does this information exist in all textile machines?

Lear didn't know, and he didn't want to know, he didn't covet and covet the Destiny Loom, but salivated over the medicinal bath that could quickly recover from his physical injuries.

He stood in front of the window with his chest in deep thought.

Next, he needs to plan more carefully what benefits he can gain in the League of Assassins.

It is impossible to work part-time, and it is impossible to work in this life.

Especially working for a politician's dog like Sloan, that's absolutely impossible.

Lear made up his mind, walked into the bathroom, and when he came out again, he had already changed his outfit.

He honestly waited until nightfall, then jumped up to the roof from the emergency survival passage, and disappeared into the vast complex of buildings in New York City.