A Certain Marvel Super Player

Eye to eye!

Flames burst.

In the Audi, Locke leaned back on the chair and looked at George standing on the side of the road with a smile.

George's expression changed very well.

From confusion, to consternation, then to surprise, and then to nervousness!

Locke greeted with a smile: "Hi?"

"Unparalleled thorns..."

As soon as George's words came out, Kate Beckett, who thought someone was going to assassinate George, had already shot, and then a bullet was directly deducted and hit Locke.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"Boom!"

Two bullets collide in the air, squeeze, fall!

The corners of Locke's mouth rose, he stepped on the accelerator, and then he seemed to blast directly in the direction that Nick Rhys left just now.

George and the others came back to their senses.

"Fake!"

"Get in the car, get in the car!"

"Quick!"

"Notify the traffic police."

"dog Dog Dog!"

"Wow!!!!"

moment.

Five police cars and five private cars hung up the alarm bells, the alarm bells rang, and they hurriedly ran towards Locke, who was about to disappear from their sight.

"All units pay attention, the unparalleled assassins are fleeing from the west to the south, from the third street to the eighteenth street."

"Escape?"

Locke, who was driving, blinked as he listened to the sound from the walkie-talkie that came in handy today from a police officer some time ago.

Where did this escape come from?

I'm not walking...

chant.

I'm not worried about George chasing him, in case of lovesickness, so come out and do sports with George?

Is this an escape?

Locke thought so, grabbed the walkie-talkie.

"Superintendent Stacey, I heard that you were promoted, so I came to say hello to you. Why did I run away all of a sudden?"

"...Sir, the Peerless Assassin is with us..."

"Shut up, I know!"

George's voice came from the walkie-talkie in exasperation: "Damn unparalleled assassin, this time, I will definitely catch you, all police officers, switch to channel 112."

Done.

There was dead silence on the walkie-talkie.

but……

Locke blinked at George's words.

Channel 112 is not a channel number, but a set of secret codes, which comes from the internal code of the police station.

But, Locke was born unforgettable. He was a man with a memory palace. Moreover, Locke felt that during this time, he slept in George's house more often than he did in the Xingchen Building. Naturally, how could he not know? What channel is this channel 112?

so.

When George switched the channel and just breathed a sigh of relief, the voice of the unparalleled assassin came from the walkie-talkie again.

"Superintendent Stacey, the password of your New York Police Department is the same as the nuclear bomb password of Washington. It has not been changed for a long time. I suggest that you need to change the password book."

"...Unparalleled Assassin, you can't run, let the helicopter take off, I want to see how you slipped under my nose this time."

"unnecessary."

Locke chuckled lightly and controlled it with one hand. From the gap between the two police cars in front, he directly drifted around the corner in a gorgeous way: "If you want to chase me, I can even tell you, my destination, Eighteenth Street, hurry up. , don't be dumped by me!"

Done.

Locke dropped the walkie-talkie on the co-pilot.

"18th Street?"

"George, is that the street where Nick Rice's apartment is located?"

"Where's Nick Rhys?"

Kate Beckett, who was in another car, called George on the phone: "Found Nick Reese at the gate of Central Park."

George said solemnly, "Kate, take someone to Central Park to protect Nick Reese."

This time, the notice written by the executor is not the Peerless Assassin.

But the Dark Lord?

There is no doubt that George suspects at this moment that at this time, the unparalleled assassins did not appear out of boredom at all, but came prepared, in order to control the tigers from the mountains.

Kate over there listened to George's instructions and hummed, and then, at the fork in the road, several police cars were diverted in an instant. George's police car looked at the Audi who wanted to drift from the street to the end of the street. hot.

Chu Chu Chu!

A New York Police Department helicopter has already caught up with the latecomers and appeared directly in the sky.

This time...

Unparalleled Assassin, I will definitely bring you the handcuffs!

George had his hands on the steering wheel, the accelerator roaring.

Eighteenth Street!

hum!

The Audi made a gorgeous drift directly at the entrance of Nick Reese's apartment, and Locke stepped out of the car. After the person had climbed the steps, the Audi rubbed white smoke, and then, with a bang, continued to move towards the car. Go ahead.

Locke fastened his suit buttons, looked at the police car that had just driven into the road, waved his hand, gestured, and then violently opened the door of the apartment as if he had entered his apartment.

This is for the sake of George and others.

After all, if Locke broke the door, then the NYPD does not need to compensate, and if the NYPD violently broke down the door, it needs to compensate for the maintenance costs of the door.

This proves one more thing.

The ones people like to bully the most are often the ones who like to play by the rules.

Almost 30 seconds after Locke walked into the apartment, from both sides of Eighteenth Street, police cars crowded at the door of the apartment as if they had entered the parking lot.

"Boom!"

"George..."

Just as the car stopped, George got out of the car directly. He was holding his own gun in both hands and was about to attack the inside of the apartment. Fortunately, Jason quickly grabbed George: "The Secret Service team will be here in five minutes. "

What a joke.

It is one thing that the NYPD can't catch the Wushuang assassin, but it is another matter that a senior police superintendent died tragically at the hands of the Wushuang assassin under such circumstances.

George, who felt that he was ridiculed by the unparalleled assassin riding his face, temporarily regained some sanity after being pulled by Jason.

but……

George didn't quite understand.

If it is said that the unparalleled assassins are trying to move the tiger away from the mountain, then why did they choose this apartment? It is not obvious that they intend to let them catch the turtle in the urn?

"etc."

George put his hands on his hips and watched the residents who were evacuated from the apartment in an orderly and skillful manner under the arrangement of the police, wiped his face, and looked at Jason next to him: "Where's Nick Reese's notice? ?"

Jason took the notice in the evidence bag from his arms and handed it to George.

George took over.

"Crime: Selling the soul! 』

"What the **** is this?"

"Jingle Bell!"

George frowned at the charges on the notice, frowned, then took out his mobile phone, looked at the caller ID above, connected, his face softened: "Gwen, what's wrong?"

Gwen, who was still at the Osborn Biological Building, said, "Dad, have you seen the news on New York TV One?"

"what?"

"Aunt Patty Finn's "Explore the Mystery" trailer has been released. I feel that this may have something to do with the unparalleled assassin again, so I'm telling you."

"I see."

George frowned, hung up the phone, and dialed Patty Finn's personal number directly.

Although last time, he told Helen that he didn't save Patty Finn's phone number.

but……

He's telling the truth, because he remembers Patty Finn's phone number and doesn't need to be in it at all.

only?

George frowned as he listened to the calls that had been on the phone, but no one answered.

New York TV.

Ms. Patty Finn looked at the vibrating phone in her hand, thought about it, opened the drawer, and threw the phone in.

I'm sorry, George, although I really want to answer your call, but this is work. You said it yourself, work is work, and life is life. I think you won't blame me.

Ms. Patty Finn thought so in her heart, and this seemed to be another opportunity. After tonight was over, she could use an apology as an excuse and ask George to have a meal as an apology.

Well, it's not a date, it's an apology.

Ms. Patty Finn, the corners of her mouth rose. She was accidentally dug into the corner back then, but she was confident that she could dug it again.

The vibrating phone only lasted for two minutes.

Because the SWAT team has arrived.

With the admission of the NYPD SWAT team, George was already putting on his body armor.

Seeing this, the secret service captain opened his mouth: "Sir..."

George looked up directly: "The Peerless Assassin is mine."

The Secret Service captain looked at George's fiery eyes, gulped his saliva, waved his hand, and signaled that behind him, the Secret Service members armed to the teeth began to attack.

soon.

George and the secret service captain alone put on the shoulders of a secret service member holding a blast shield and gave the order.

"dog Dog Dog!"

"Dog!"

"dog!"

moment.

Two secret service members armed with explosion-proof shields entered the apartment directly, and then, scrambling, directly along the stairs, quickly rushed towards the apartment floor where Nick Reese was located.

Locke yawned at the door of Nick Reese's house, and he was getting bored after waiting. Then he saw, over there, dawdling, George and the others, who were moving slowly like a turtle: "Too slow, Stie. West Inspector."

Done.

Locke dodged directly and entered Nick Reese's house.

After three seconds.

George's voice came in from outside the door: "Unparalleled Assassin, surrender."

Locke threw the written paper on the coffee table in the apartment, and raised his head after hearing this sentence: "Then come in, I thought there were hostages here, it's a pity."

George and the Secret Service captain winked.

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The apartment door was slammed open by a smashing hammer.

After the door-breaking hammer was used up, it slammed and fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

But right now.

A thud.

A black, bulging thing was thrown straight out of the broken house.

George and the others looked at the thing that rolled to the ground.

Eyes shrink!

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