The Legendary Life of an American Superhero

no doubt.

Liszt’s words are Chi Guoguo’s temptation to test the relationship between the Black King and Lake.

Lake didn't care about it.

Since having the clone, Lake and the Black King have appeared on the same screen not once or twice. If there is no clone, Lake's temptation to Liszt may be directly angry.

But right now?

Not to mention that because Hydra's sincerity and respect are already ordinary friends, just to say that Lake also intends to plump the attributes of the black king's vest.

and so.

Lake showed no signs of madness. He just said indifferently that the relationship between him and Lake was a lifesaver, and for the rest, let Hydra slowly guess.

Liszt obviously did not encounter the relationship between the Black King and Lake Club, and seemed to be somewhat silent.

Lake got up and put down the empty glass: "Nothing, I'm leaving now."

Liszt returned to his senses: "Wait."

Lake sat down again with a smile on his face: "Why, is there a business to take care of me?"

Again.

Lake doesn't care about who to kill, as long as the target meets his rules and who places the order, Lake doesn't care.

He killed two Hydras, one yard into one!

Liszt nodded: "Yes."

Lake laughed and shook his head.

Liszt said upon seeing this: "This person is in line with Mr. Black King's logo, and we are also willing to bid a million dollars."

Lake waved his hand: "In three months, I have something to leave New York."

Liszt was silent when he saw this.

Lake thought for a while, wrote a note with a number on it, and handed it to Liszt: "After three months, if you make this call, as long as it meets my standards, I will take the order."

Really something.

One million.

With this order, you can draw ten times. The **** lottery plug-in draws ten times in a row and comes with a gift box draw. It's just that Lake has never had the experience of saving up to one million draws.

If you save up to 100,000, Lake will have a seed, and this time you will be able to draw the illusion of a golden legend.

Repeated battles and defeats.

Lake enjoys this.

Liszt curiously said: "Mr. Black King, you can take the liberty to ask where you are going. Maybe, if you go to other places, we can still help a little bit."

Lake laughed and said, "You can't help me with this favor."

Finished.

Lake got up and left without looking back.

the next day.

Lake is packing his own things at home. He really has something to go out. After losing the opportunity to eat soft meals at the age of 20, he has to go abroad every February to June.

"Jingle Bell!"

"Hey."

"brother."

Betty Rose's call.

Lake held the phone and stuffed his suitcase with a change of clothes: "What are you doing?"

Betty laughed: "Are you going to Budapest?"

Lake has no expression on his face: "No, I'm not free, I'm looking for a purchase!"

"brother-"

"No!"

Lake rolled his eyes. Ever since he went to Budapest in the first year, he bought some local specialties and cakes and brought them to Betty.

Good guys.

It has been eleven years now, and Lake always brings pastries back every time he goes there. Since last year, Lake has felt that the eyes of people in that place are not right.

how to say.

That's the look of Chi Guoguo looking at his little white face. Every time he comes here, he looks at the food and the house, but he even eats and eats on behalf of him. Or if he considers certain things?

Ha ha.

Lake had already wiped out the group of people with an infinite version of the Glock seventeen pistol.

"brother!!"

"I don't plan to go this year."

"what?"

Betty on the phone was stunned and then said: "You must lie to me, didn't you say that you have to go there every year to breathe the real free air, so that you don't become crazy? Why don't you go this year."

Lake chuckled and said, "You don't believe me, wait until tomorrow you video with me to see if I'm in New York."

There was no avatar before.

right now?

Lake had already figured it out. In the past, he used to take leave of absence, and he lost three months of salary at once. This year is different. The avatar continued to work and fish in New York. The ontology went to Budapest and had his own little quilted jacket. The child's mother cultivates affection.

The plan is perfect.

Betty had nothing to say, so she could only hang up the phone.

Lake smiled, put the phone aside, and continued to pack his luggage.

At night.

Lake took off his glasses and left the Continental Hotel, rented a car from the Continental Hotel, and headed straight for New Jersey in the countryside outside the city.

In a private airport in the suburbs of Jersey City, a Gulfstream private jet has been waiting quietly at the airport for a long time.

"Mr. Morabi."

"good evening."

Lake handed his car keys to the gatekeeper of this airport, a Mr. Morabi who looked 70 or 80 years old, wearing a big flowered shirt, and then he lifted his luggage and headed not far away. Walked away from the private jet.

There were two bodyguards in black suits at the boarding gate.

look carefully…

The suits of these two men are obviously more upscale than Lake's suits.

"Settle down."

"Sahu."

"..."

Lake greeted as always, and as always did not get a response from two people, shrugged, UU reading www. uukanshu.com boarded the plane a long time ago.

After these two bodyguards looked around, their eyes fell on a small forest outside the airport. After the two looked at each other, they shook their heads. Only the man named An Dun on the left turned towards the small forest over there. After opening their mouths, the two turned around and boarded the private jet one after the other.

ten minutes later.

After taxiing, the private jet entered the takeoff state.

quickly.

The plane disappeared in the clouds.

After half an hour.

A black car slowly drove out of the road on the other side of the grove and drove towards New York. The person in the co-pilot took out the phone and called.

The call is connected.

"Sir."

"How."

"The Black King left in a private jet parked at an airport outside of Jersey."

"... Can you see it clearly?"

"Yes, although I didn't see the front, the Black King didn't lose sight of him along the way. It can be 99% sure that he is himself.

"And... sir..."

"Say."

"...The two bodyguards at the gate of the plane just now seemed to have spotted us."

"What, are you sure?"

"...Not sure."

"..."

At this moment, a man sitting in the back seat looked up and said, "I found the information at the Air Traffic Control Bureau. It is an airplane of the European Vam Consortium."

"Vam?"

"Yes, sir."

"...I see, Lake Edwin is still in that bar."

"Yes, sir."

"..."

Alexander Pierce just hung up his phone.

Eyebrows frowned tightly.

v—a—m!

This is the name of a consortium in Europe, but it is a combination of the names of three people.

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