The Legendary Life of an American Superhero

　　 The Continental Hotel on Pearl Street.

　　 When Lake walked into the Continental Hotel, he immediately felt that the atmosphere tonight was different from yesterday. Yesterday, there were three or two kittens in the lobby of the hotel, but today it feels a bit overcrowded.

　　 The textile factory is gone.

　　 The Continental Hotel is about to expel Carlos and the time for the reward is coming soon. It is estimated that at this moment, there is a reward for Carlos, which is already in the process of going through the process.

　　 Take the elevator into the bar.

　　嚯!

　　Lake raised his eyebrows and looked at the crowded bar and was surprised, and then sat down opposite Carlos, who was sitting alone.

　　 唰唰.

　　Lake can clearly feel a series of eyes falling on him.

　　Lake smiled, turned to the many assassins in the bar who looked at him intentionally or unintentionally, and raised his middle finger.

　　 This is a provocation.

no doubt.

　　 But many killers turned a blind eye to Carlos, who was sitting across from Lake and looking to get himself drunk.

　　Lake also retracted his gaze to look at Carlos: "How about, I'm doing things, I'm satisfied."

　　 Carlos looked up, cherishing the words like gold: "You are not afraid that this matter will be exposed. You will be chased by the Continental Hotel?"

　　Lake shrugged: "Can you speak?"

　　 It is a big crime to associate a killer with a law enforcement officer.

　　 After all, one is in the dark and the other is in the light. Black and white are just like fire and water are not compatible, and no one wants to see fire and water compatible together.

　　 What a pity...

　　 I am a black and white compatible.

Moreover.

　　 Even if the Continental Hotel finds the New York Police Department, it will only find out that Carlos used the power of the New York Police Department to eradicate the Mutual Aid Association. After all, Carlos' confession was used as evidence.

　　 Carlos can actually say that this was done by Lake, and then exchanged the information that Lake had whispered to the New York Police Department with the Continental Hotel in exchange for another punishment, that is, only expelled without a reward.

　　 Carlos can choose, but he cannot.

　　His son Wesley is still locked up in the New York Police Department. Carlos would not do this until he is uncertain about what Lake has to do with the New York Police Department.

"account number."

"give!"

　　 "……"

　　 Carlos watched when he just said it, he was pushed to the one with a bank account registered overseas. He looked up at Lake and smiled: "You don't seem to worry about me regretting it."

　　 Lake's tone is relaxed: "No, you are worried, and you are afraid. For me, I am not worried or afraid."

　　 How about being chased by the Continental Hotel?

　　The glasses area.

　　 Even if Lake is standing in the lobby of the Continental Hotel, face to face, others will think Lake is just a little Mengxin who has just entered the killer world.

　　 and...

　　 Regardless of the process, until the end of the deadlock with the Continental Hotel, Lake is confident that it must be the Continental Hotel that closes the door in the end.

　　 So what Carlos was worried about and afraid of, Lake didn't pay attention to it at all.

　　 soon.

　　 "It's getting better."

　　 Carlos transferred his deposit to the bank account provided by Lake and looked at Lake: "You can confirm it."

　　Lake did not speak, nor did he take out his cell phone. As a killer, he did not have a cell phone.

　　 But Lake has a special way of checking accounts.

　　 plug-in, recharge, overseas bank account number 602—005-24-678!

　　 My heart moved.

　　 Ding Dong!

　　【Successful recharge】

　　 [59,700 dollars! 】

　　 "……"

　　 Lake raised his eyebrows and looked at Carlos: "That's it?"

　　 咩咩 also.

　　 I'm a poor ghost, no matter what, as soon as you rank among the top ten killers in the killer world, you have such a small family background, you are afraid that you are fooling me.

　　 Although Carlos was a little suspicious of how Lake knew the numbers, he still shook his head and said, "If you know you will die no matter what, will you still keep your savings?"

　　Lake opened his mouth.

　　 This reason is simply impeccable. I know that no matter how hard I struggle, I’m still going to die. Why do I keep my money? Of course, it’s a whole lot of delicious, delicious, and fun.

and so……

　　 After Carlos defected to the Mutual Aid Association for his beliefs, Carlos would come to the Continental Hotel every night to provide one-stop service, not only deposits, but even gold coins were pitiful.

　　 Carlos took out the last dozen gold coins from his pocket and pushed them in front of Lake: "This is all I have. I guess I won't be able to use it soon."

　　Lake looked at the gold coins in front of him and thought about the transfer of less than $60,000 in the account.

　　Inner...

　　 So I've been busy for so long, this particular meow doesn't even have enough chance to draw a lottery?

　　Lake took a deep breath and looked at Carlos unwillingly: "Don't you ever think about leaving some money for that person? According to what I said, that person seems to be living in poor conditions."

　　 is not so bad, it is simply sad for the hearer and tears for the listener.

　　 lives in a cheap room under the subway, and his girlfriend is still green. The saddest thing is that he himself knows about it, but he still chooses to remain indifferent.

　　Lake didn't know why Wesley chose this way, but Lake felt that if he was Wesley, with the green cap in front, even if he died, he would die with the two of them.

　　The hatred of the green hat is the unending hatred.

　　 There is no discussion.

　　 Carlos shook his head: "He has his own life."

　　 Lake has nothing to say.

　　Standing with such a father, Lake Wills Wesley feels sad. Obviously there is a chance to become a rich second generation, but it happens because his father has become what he is now.

It would be great if Carlos and Wesley were not Americans but Easterners~www.readwn.com~ At least if they were Easterners, Lake can guarantee that Carlos will leave enough for his son to live. A huge sum of money that is not too big but not too small.

　　 What a pity...

　　 The differences in education between the East and the West have led to differences in concepts.

　　Lake sighed: "Forget it, anyway, there should be a reward of two million yuan to win, you say."

　　 I originally thought that after this wave of operations, there would be at least more than five million gains.

　　Result...

　　 The first wave was too pretentious and killed Sloan without asking for the password.

　　 The second wave did not take into account the difference in education between the East and the West. As a result, the income was far from what I had imagined. One was in the sky and the other was on the ground.

　　 But how can I say that the third wave will guarantee the minimum income of 2 million.

　　 is fine.

　　 At the very least, it is not a wave of operations that are as fierce as tigers.

　　Lake thought, he couldn't keep him busy. In the end, there was not enough chance to draw a lottery.

　　 Carlos nodded.

Anyway, there is no difference between dying on someone else’s hand and dying on Lake’s hands. Therefore, you have to die. Instead of dying is worthless, it is better to give it to Lake as a personal favor. At least, in Lake, Carlos sees credit Two words.

　　 just...

　　 Carlos glanced around the many killers in this bar: "I want to give it to you, can you beat them?"

　　The corner of Lake's mouth curled up and he followed Carlos's eyes.

　　 caught the eye.

　　The skin colors are different, but they are all different and want to swallow Lake's eyes.

　　 Lake said softly: "A bunch of local dogs, who dares to grab, I kill who!"

　　……