Super Chiefs in American comics

Mr. and Mrs. Smith lay on the sofa, looking at the manual in their hands, and as the speed of reading became faster and faster, they gradually changed from lying down to sitting, and finally stood up and walked towards Carl.

"Two of you, how can I help you?"

"Is this true?" John asked, pointing to the instruction manual in his hand.

"It's true, as long as you have points, the items on it can be redeemed."

Hearing Carl's certainty, the two couples looked at each other, regardless of their injuries, and immediately went to the bulletin board, selected some commissions that they could complete, and then the two got into a sports car and came to a building in the center of the city.

Here is a killer organization center, and the two couples are the ace killers of this killer organization.

The two of them walked in side by side and went straight to the basement, which was made of special reinforced concrete to withstand the frontal attack of a nuclear bomb, even if the entire building collapsed, the entire basement would be intact.

After all, the load-bearing column of this basement is five meters by five meters, such a load-bearing column is enough to have more than a dozen, in fact, the space of this basement is not large, it is fifty squares, there are two corners full of mineral water and various cans, and the other corner is a huge machine, looking at the appearance is used to break the stone machinery.

It should be to prevent being really trapped here and unable to escape here.

"Boss, I found it." The couple opened the two-meter-thick alloy door and walked in, where a fat man was sitting on a huge chair watching TV and eating snacks.

"John, Jane, you're back, how's it going?"

"There are major discoveries, you look at this." The two placed the instruction manual in their hands on the table.

The fat man took out a tissue and wiped his hands before picking up the instruction manual, and when he saw the introduction above, his brows furrowed.

"Is this true?"

"It should be, because when we were assessing, it was a mercenary as an examiner, and the two of us were not opponents together, and he could even kill us in an instant." John said with a solemn expression.

"Just because of this, you suspect that these things are real?"

"Not only this, according to our previous investigation, these three people were originally just ordinary people, but now they have surpassed ordinary humans one by one."

"I see, how do you get this point?"

"Complete the commission, the more difficult the commission, the higher the points, of which the highest commission is to end the Afghan war, or the boss we will complete this commission." John said dangly.

"Do you have a problem in your brain, or do you have a problem with my brain, you should have a commission, now you can use all the resources of the company to complete your commission, but try not to accept difficult commissions, you know?"

"Don't worry, these are the commissions we received, they are not difficult, as long as there are many people." John took out a pile of commissions and placed them on the table.

The fat man took the commission and looked at it one by one, and the more he looked at it, the more he couldn't help but gasp for air.

"It's not what kind of commission you guys received! How is it all such a commission. "The fat boss is directly mad, because the commission they receive is basically what to find someone, be a bodyguard and so on.

But don't forget that their job is to be a killer, which is completely inconsistent with their profession.

"No way, boss, you know who the assassination above is, the supreme leader of the five permanent members, the pope, the special general of the United States, the boss of MI6, just these people, you tell me how to assassinate, if you move one of them, we don't have to keep it here."

"Well, when I didn't say it." After hearing this, the fat man said helplessly.

Indeed, although their killer company seems very powerful, it is not something they can afford to face a country, a religious spiritual leader all over the world.

"Okay, you can arrange it yourself, without interfering with the normal operation of the company, if you need any help, just say so."

"Don't worry, boss, we didn't want to be polite with you."

"If there is nothing else, you can go, I want to chase the drama." The fat man pointed to the door and said unpleasantly.

"I really don't know how you opened the company to such a big size, obviously we are all fierce killers, but you are so instigated, it is really confusing." John shook his head helplessly.

"Husband, you are wrong, the boss used to be known as the existence of the killer god, his existence made all the high-level people in the world fearful, and the legend said that there was no one he could not kill, but I don't know why, the boss suddenly disappeared, and the last appearance was when the company was founded, and then he has been hiding here."

John looked at the fat boss with some surprise, but he didn't expect that this boss who looked so kind actually had the name of a killer god.

"Boss, is this true?"

"Fake, all fake."

John looked at Jane, who nodded slightly, and then pulled John away.

After the two left, the fat man put away his smile and looked at him with a face, but soon resumed his smile again.