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

Chapter 023 The bad guy who sent the door

"I won't say anything." Sloan said with a relaxed look.

Two hours later.

Sloan, who had pulled out only the last toe nail left, cried out: "I say, I say, I say it all." Cross

and Fox let him go in dissatisfaction.

Although the two of them were not very good at interrogation, the knowledge of interrogation was only heard from Lear.

But the only good thing about both of them is that they are obedient – very obedient and not afraid to do dirty work.

As for the interrogation method described by Lear, they did not hesitate to put down their bodies and personally torture Sloan.

Instead, the little rookie Wesley saw half of it and couldn't help but go out and vomit a few times.

Including the elder who helped the cross in the movie, and Lear himself, they all sat calmly in their chairs and watched them busy with Sloane.

Sloan overestimated himself.

He thought he was the same as when he was in his twenties and thirties, hard and fierce.

Unfortunately, he is already old.

Both the body and willpower have been destroyed by long-term pampering.

He wasn't as hard as he thought.

So in order to die quickly, he had to say the formula of the self-healing potion.

Of course, he could not have been executed just like that.

They still have to experiment before they can safely kill him.

But anyway, that's where the matter comes to an end.

Three days later, Cross and Wesley had packed their things and loaded them into a large pickup.

"Really don't think about staying anymore?" When Lear said this, he was absolutely sincere.

Although his son Wesley is a bit of a thief, Cross is a rare master, and with him staying, the trio of him, Lear and the fox should be able to easily rebuild the entire League of Assassins.

But the cross has long thought about it.

Three million dollars in savings, enough for him to retire directly, he has not accompanied Wesley for more than twenty years, and now he wants to accompany Wesley as much as possible.

Wesley was looking forward to all this, and he even looked forward to staying in New York and becoming a member of the League of Assassins, but after seeing the torture of Sloan, he didn't seem to want to be a killer anymore.

So the father and son hit it off and planned to leave New York and go to California to live for a while.

Unlike New York City, which is close to the Atlantic Ocean and blown by the cold sea breeze of Greenland, California on the west coast has a comfortable temperate continental climate, with four distinct seasons and sunny weather, which is completely different from New York, which has the same gloomy weather as London in England all year round.

And because California is larger and the economy is prosperous, housing prices are cheaper than New York, more than three million to take out hundreds of thousands to buy a manor house, and then equip his son Wesley with a good car, enough to spend his life without squandering.

Now that he has money and decides to retire, Wesley is of course following his father's pace.

So Lear lost two generals and could only reluctantly send them away.

The old man went straight into hiding, he wanted to guard the last weaving machine and ensure the inheritance of the destiny weaving machine.

Maybe he'll ever start an Assassin League again.

After killing Sloane, the entire small group went their separate ways.

Standing in front of the cross-rented villa, Lear and the fox looked at each other.

Suddenly smiled.

Ignoring the eyes of others, they hugged and kissed each other.

In the movie, the fox does not fall in love with Wesley from beginning to end, so she is also very decisive when she commits suicide - because she really has nothing to linger in this world.

But the current fox is different, and she has found meaning in Lear to live again.

Lear did not kill the prosecutor, as if she had personally obtained redemption, he destroyed the League of Assassins, and it was as if he personally helped her make up for her last regrets and mistakes.

She no longer has any regrets, and she is wholeheartedly attached to Lear's body.

After a wild contest between the two, she lay on Lear's bed with Yu Yun, her fingers drawing circles on Lear's chest: "What are you going to do next?"

Lear opened his mouth and was about to say something, but the Nokia phone on the bedside suddenly rang.

Lear swallowed his words, reached out and took the phone and connected it.

Chief George's voice came from over there.

"I'm George."

Lear nodded and responded, "I'm Lear. "

Thank you for your help." For the first time, Director George sincerely thanked Lear.

The identity gap between the two sides before was too big, and it was difficult for Lear to help Director George no matter what.

The two sides are more of a mutually beneficial relationship in which Lear is willing to be used by George in exchange for certain benefits.

But the previous storming of the castle had a great impact on Director George.

It should be said that Director George, who mobilized so many elite soldiers at that time, essentially regarded this attack as an armed demonstration, and used a tough posture to shock the crooked ways of the entire New York City, and let them be honest in their own territory.

This time it was intended to be a quick victory, but I didn't expect that the League of Assassins was too evil, and the result almost made the war stalemate, if not Lear, a political show of armed march would soon turn into a political cannonball against him, and Lear can be said to have truly saved his political career.

As for the difficulty of storming, this matter has nothing to do with Lear, whether Lear says it or not, he is going to attack the League of Assassins.

So Lear really helped him a lot, at least to increase the gold content of his operation a lot.

It is true that there were many police officers injured, but none of them died, and the police officers who had suffered so many casualties still decisively took down the other party within an hour, which in itself proved his extraordinary ability.

According to George's political backers, the big guys in their faction admired him, and the credit he received for this incident, coupled with the favor of the faction bosses, it was clear that he was about to rise.

So now George is heartily grateful to Lear for helping him.

He said to Lear very emotionally: "Now that the League of Assassins has been dispersed, come directly from the undercover police officer to the shore to help me!" He

knew Lear's details very well, and his loyalty to Lear would not be questioned, and he had already agreed with Lear's ability in his heart, and now as long as Lear was willing to say yes, he would immediately be able to help Lear arrange an agent.

With Lear's current combat effectiveness and brains, it will probably not take a few years to stand out in the police force.

It is not impossible to sit on the throne of Queens before the age of 30 - by that time, he must have been in politics and even become a big man in his own faction.

"Sorry, George," Lear rejected George almost more quickly and decisively than the last time.

If he wavered before this, then after this killing, the idea of going black to the black became more and more firm.

This time, the top killer of more than 30 people brought him a level 4 improvement, he directly improved from level 8 to level 12, and more importantly, he got the formula of the healing potion, completed the reward task of obtaining the healing potion, gave 3,000 experience points at one time and let him upgrade one level again, and now he is already a level 13 little superman.

This made him realize that in the world of superheroes, being an ordinary ordinary person honestly, even going to politics, has no future.

Gotham City's police chief Gordon is more or less a little superman, but even so, every time something happens, he still has to use a searchlight to find Batman for help.

It's not because of other reasons, or because the other party is a super criminal, he really can't solve it, the police under his hand are full of fear of the police, and now New York City is not bad to that point, at least Gotham City is a rare valley of evil people in the history of comics.

And what if Lear achieved the position of police chief?

Even if he is the first Chinese chief inspector in the United States, so what?

With the development of the timeline to the late stage of Avengers 1234, what is a national Chinese chief inspector?

When an identity not only does not bring him benefits, but also brings him bondage, it is time to abandon this identity.

George sighed regretfully, although he had expected the answer when he called, but he was still disappointed to hear Lear's refusal.

It is a pity that such a good talent likes to walk this road.

"But if there is any tricky person that your police can't solve, as long as you give me a call and are willing to pay a certain price, then I will strike." If Lear wants to become the Batman of New York City, he must have an official figure like Sheriff Gordon to cover him and smoke him.

With official endorsement, he was able to act conveniently, and in return, he was able to help George deal with some gray areas that he was not easy to deal with.

The assurance brought by Lear's skill and brain was full of gold content, which made George pound his heart.

"Do you still live at your original address?" He asked.

"That's right."

"I will ask someone to send a 'relative card' to help you better." His words made Lear nod slightly, and after doing things for him for so long, in addition to legal identity ID, he finally had some additional reporting income.

When E-bay has not yet risen, snakes and rats in the city have snake roads and rat roads, and people with a little status will always get something called a relative card (policycourtesycard), holding this kind of thing in the police when the car is investigated, clamped in the wallet and handed to him, the opposite side will understand, knowing that you have your own people in the police station, belonging to "your own people", naturally big things become small things, small things are fine, what car search body, will be directly let go.

Later, on the Internet, some economically distressed police officers will sell this kind of kinship card in order to generate income, but even so, this kinship card is still valid, after all, no policeman can guarantee that he will not have financial distress, in order to ensure that the next time he sells the kinship card is still guaranteed to be valid on the side of other police, this time he will become tolerant of the law enforcement of the kinship card holder.

Some of these kinship cards are anonymous and can be circulated on a large scale, and some are directly linked to police figures with names and surnames.

This kind of kinship card linked to senior police officials is likely to be their real immediate family or close to their henchmen, no matter who has to give three points of courtesy, let alone the lowest layer of the police food chain: patrol police.

This kind of high-level linked kinship card in the police is better than the face of the presidential envoy, after all, the county official is not as good as the current management, you a presidential envoy can not control us little fart patrolmen, we are not a system.

Now it seems that Lear's previous ability and wisdom, coupled with this promise, fully made George realize that Lear was a worthy investment object and was ready to bet heavily on Lear.

Satisfied, he hung up the phone, and the fox immediately offered a fragrant kiss next to him.

Before smartphones, most phone calls were so loud that the fox lying on Lear's chest could clearly hear the conversation between Lear and George.

"You turned down the police job, is it for me?" The fox eyes with hair scattered over his head and falling on Lear's chest shining, sexy eyes pursed his lips, and he looked at Lear with a sparkle and asked.

Apparently she thought that Lear had just declined George's invitation for her.

Because apart from her, Lear doesn't seem to have anything worth nostalgic about being a killer.

Did he abandon his good and upright life and future, was it for her?

As if there is no other explanation.

She wasn't the kind of brainless woman, but after using her brain, she thought more that Lear was for her.

She was immediately moved by the mess, and after he finished the call, she couldn't wait to offer him a fragrant kiss, and her lips and tongue went from Lear's lips to her neck to her chest, slowly all the way down, and finally shrunk into the quilt...

"Hiss..." This kind of statement in his favor, Lear did not explain, just gasped and opened his attribute panel in happiness.

Now Lear has risen from level 8 to level 13, and his attributes have also changed greatly.

Also according to past experience and rules, all the 5 levels obtained, a total of 50 attribute points, were evenly added to the five dimensions.

So his attributes became like this

: Lear LV8: → Lear LV13

Power: 21 (Normal 5) → Strength: 31 Burst: 23 (Normal 5) → Burst: 33 Speed: 23 (Normal 5) → Speed: 33 Endurance: 21 (Normal 5) → Endurance: 31 Perception: 25 (Normal 5)

→ Perception

:

35

Skill

: Marksmanship: LV4→5 Strike Resistance: LV2 Micro Speed Recovery: LV3→4 Blade Tolerance: LV1→2 Combat Mastery: LV1→2 Adrenaline Mastery: LV1→3

Arc Marksmanship: LV2 Ejection Marksmanship

:

LV2

In addition, he has 23 skill points in his hand, which are not yet assigned.

Now these skills are too rudimentary, and they have not greatly improved his combat effectiveness, so he will store all his valuable skill points and save them for later when he may learn more awesome skills.

If the strength and endurance fox of 21 can barely bear it, then the strength and endurance fox of 31 points is really unbearable.

After several battles, she had to sleep groggily, leaving Lear in the dim light to think about the future.

After possessing the healing potion, he undoubtedly had the foundation and capital to be able to organize an organization.

However, the League of Assassins collapsed too thoroughly, and even Cross chose to retire, and it was difficult for him to build a strong organization with only two people.

More importantly, his economy is in distress again, and the most important thing to maintain a killer organization is not a killer at all, but a channel that can make customers trust you and continuously deliver orders to you.

Originally, if he maintained the League of Assassins, he could almost naturally inherit this channel, but now he needed to think of another way.

But when it comes to lack of money... His gaze involuntarily moved to the fox's body.

The cross has accumulated more than 3 million US dollars over the years, so even if the fox's net worth is not as much as the cross, it should be a lot, right?

The fox, who was only awakened by the sun at noon the next day, smelled the smell, looked at Lear's white shirt and underwear, and walked slowly down the iron ladder from the second floor with two long legs.

Looking at Lear who was busy with Chinese food in the open kitchen, her mood inexplicably improved.

She lay on the handrail of the stairs and greeted Lear condescendingly: "Hiboy."

"Hi, little girl." Lear looked up and said to her, "You should have lunch."

She stretched out, ignoring the spring light in her wide white shirt, and stepped on the iron ladder with her long legs, walking down step by step like a cat.

Lunch was just a simple scrambled egg, scrambled eggs with a lot of olive oil and low heat, tender and smooth, the fox praised, only Lear knew that he was too lazy to cook, casually sprinkle some salt, it was a meal.

This is what he learned at McDonald's in his previous life, and it is also something that Americans often eat, plus a slice of beef and a little bread, and it directly becomes a burger, or lunch.

Americans' diet is very poor, most of it is related to bread, beef, eggs, plus a glass of milk, it is a very nutritious but lack of vitamins.

So in the United States, oral vitamin tablets are very popular.

The two ate and chatted about the future, when the fox again asked the question that had not been answered last night, and Lear nodded and began to draw a blueprint for the fox for their future.

"I plan to continue to be a killer, and I also want to create a killer guild to do what the League of Assassins has not accomplished."

"If good people come to us to kill bad people, we collect the money and kill the bad guys."

"If there are bad people who ask us to kill good people, just right, we will directly kill the bad people and give the world peace."

Lear's words made the fox's eyes widen.

Can it still be done like this?