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Locke's tone was light.

It's like chatting with family members, even, it doesn't make people feel any cold.

"Number one, you told me about the ICA, all."

Locke squinted his eyes, stood on the human-shaped walkway on Vauxhall Bridge, stared at the very conspicuous building, and said to Mrs. M on the phone: "This is a decent choice you can make."

Mrs. M didn't have any fluctuations: "Second?"

Locke couldn't help but smiled: "Trust me, Mrs. M, you won't want the second one."

"Oh why?"

"Because, the second is that after I hung up the phone, I went directly to your office. Before I saw you, anyone who dared to stand in front of me would send them to **** to report."

"…"

Mrs. M felt the chill at this moment.

Murderous leak!

Mrs. M wanted to ignore it, but she couldn't do it at all. Even when she listened to Locke's words, the image of the building's blood was already in her mind.

but…

"This is London!"

"understood."

Locke listened to the sentence on the other end of the phone and smiled: "Congratulations, Mrs. M, remember, next, no matter how many agents go to hell, it's all because of your decision, not me, I I gave you a chance."

Look.

It seems to be the same even if the country is changed.

Locke has worked hard to put away his murderous intentions, and even tried his best to feed the hope of life into their mouths, but what was the result?

Still heading towards a dead end, hurricane all the way, Locke couldn't pull it even if he wanted to.

I give you decency, you don't want it.

That…

Then don't be decent.

Done.

Locke hung up the disposable phone in his hand neatly and neatly, then threw it into the Thames next to him, then put his hands in his pockets, and walked down Vauxhall Bridge leisurely, Not far away, it was bright and bright, and walked towards the very eye-catching building with a large number of green glass steps.

"Qian Banni!"

"lady."

Just as Mrs. M hung up the phone and spoke, the door was pushed open.

"Is 007 back?"

"On the way back."

"Ok."

Mrs. M nodded solemnly: "After 007 comes back, let him come over immediately."

Qian Banni nodded.

at this time.

hum!

hum!

hum!

In an instant, a harsh red light flashed.

"what happened?"

"…"

Qian Banni covered his headset, and Mrs. M, who seemed to be frightened, said, "At the door, the metal detector detected a strange man."

Mrs. M swiped and looked at Qian Banni.

Qian Banni blinked.

When Qian Banni came back to his senses, he saw that Mrs. M had already walked out of the office in a hurry, and hurriedly followed.

Security checkpoint on the first floor.

Locke, wearing sunglasses, raised his hands high, and under the eyes of the two guards who were ready to draw their guns, he obeyed the arrangement of the two, and raised his hands to indicate that he was not a threat at all.

"What's in your pocket."

"Take it out."

"quick."

Locke smiled when he listened to the nervous eyes of the two guards, and then, as if he had noticed something, his eyes moved up, and with a swipe, he landed on someone who should be in the corridor on the seventh floor.

Mrs. M just looked down at this moment, and fell on Locke, who looked up and walked into her building swaggeringly wearing sunglasses.

Surprise!

Surprise, Mrs. M!

The corners of Locke's mouth rose slightly.

Mrs. M's eyes shrank: "Catch..."

The words did not fall.

With a swipe of both hands, Locke has already pulled out two golden pistols and a silver pistol from behind his waist.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The two bodyguards were shot in the forehead in an instant, and with a bang, they went directly to see Mephisto.

Locke gave Mrs. M a chance, but she did not seize this opportunity.

how?

Just allow MI6's people to kill him, he can't kill MI6's?

What?

The character of the unparalleled assassin?

Ah.

Characters, like rules, are meant to be destroyed!

In an instant!

The screaming stopped!

moment.

The harsh siren sounded directly throughout the building.

In an instant, the hall on the first floor was extremely chaotic. A few people looked at Locke and seemed to have no interest in them. They wanted to run from the outside. As a result, they didn't expect Locke to even look at them, so they appeared directly and rarely. The crowd crowded towards the door, and Locke squeezed into the crowd. It seemed that Bo had a picture of going upstream.

But the picture didn't last long.

Locke took out the gun with both hands, and walked directly towards the stairs with no expression.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Don't think this is the headquarters of MI6, it's really everyone's 007. MI6 is an intelligence spy agency, and the intelligence is in the front. Like Langley, in Langley's headquarters building, the number of clerks , is much larger than the combatants.

"Tu Tu Tu!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Be careful!"

"boom!"

With a shake of Locke's right hand, the mine after the explosion turned into golden light and returned to his hand again. He returned to the mode of holding two guns, wearing sunglasses, and stepping on his shiny leather shoes to the third floor without any expression. .

He has a mission on the third floor.

beep! beep! beep!

The dazzling red light and the harsh alarm sound had resounded throughout the building at this moment.

Bang.

seventh floor.

A Sixth Division agent found Mrs. M who was still in the corridor: "Ma'am, we should go."

"go?"

Mrs. M's eyes widened: "He is alone, for God's sake!"

If this is gone, what will happen to her MI6?

Big laughing stock?

The agent looked serious: "This is the rule, ma'am."

Although there is only one enemy, according to the plan, even if there is only one enemy, Mrs. M must be moved to a safe area when it is uncertain whether the enemy can be destroyed.

The agent said in a deep voice, "Madam..."

talking room.

Jingle's cell phone suddenly rang.

Mrs. M took out her mobile phone and looked at the number on it.

frown.

connected.

Locke had already arrived at the archives on the third floor where the Red Devils wanted the information. Like a stroll in the courtyard, he strolled leisurely: "Mrs. M, you are older than I thought."

With that said, Locke took out a document from the shelf.

Mrs. M looked at the agent captain: "He's in the file on the third floor..."

Locke smiled directly: "Of course I'm in the archives room on the third floor. After all, I finally went on a business trip. If I only do one commission, I feel that I'm in a panic. It just so happens that someone wants something from your archive room. Just come here. , Let’s do it together, by the way, Mrs. M, do you know that Katyusha Croce’s file is there, I searched around and couldn’t find it.”

At this moment, on the third floor, a team of agents had already forced their way to the door of the archives.

"last chance."

Locke smiled: "Mrs. M, before I actually slaughtered all the way to you, tell me where I can find the ICA people."

ICA is unlikely to be MI6.

It occurred to Locke when he was flying from New York to London.

Simple.

This is not logical.

If the ICA is restricted by MI6, then there is no need. After dispatching the killer 46, they also took pictures of Kurva, and even let the two people act separately.

but…

It may also be intentional, but, who knows, who knows the truth, Locke is listening to his decision.

Mrs. M looked at the mobile phone she was holding, and then, looking at the agent next to her, she gave the order: "Catch him."

Locke smiled.

Outside the door, the two leading agents nodded. The next second, they stood up and banged. The moment they were about to kick their feet away, in an instant, with a bang, a huge explosion shock wave came directly from the archives. swept out.

Boom!

Huge air waves, wrapped in shreds of paper and all kinds of debris, rumbled and bombarded the agents who were about to break in in the corridor.

moment.

Don't tear the aisle, and with a scream, an unlucky **** fell straight from the crack.

"what?"

Mrs. M and others who were on the seventh floor were stunned when they saw this scene.

next second.

Mrs. M looked at the unparalleled assassin who came out of the smoke and was still spotless, and fell silent.

The agent captain over there said, "Ma'am, we should go."

This is not gone, then when will it go.

Locke stood on the third floor, UU reading www.uukanshu.com watching from a distance on the seventh floor corridor, Mrs. M, who was finally pulled away by two agents, showed a bright smile.

"Bang!"

On the rooftop of the building, with a bang, the iron gate was kicked open, and the captain of the secret service rushed to the rooftop with Mrs. M and Qian Banni behind him.

not far away.

A helicopter parked there quietly.

"damn it."

The agent captain frowned. "I got him activated, man..."

"Boom!"

"team…"

"Bang bang!"

"he is…"

"He went to the fourth floor, to the fourth floor!"

Mrs. M looked at the unparalleled assassin who came out of nowhere in shock, and then listened to the voice in the headset that seemed to have been fooled to the fourth floor.

Locke's expression was light.

Just a small clone.

No big deal.

"Crack!"

Locke looked at Mrs. M with a smile, and then, stuffed his golden peerless into her male assistant's mouth, and then: "ICA!"

Mrs. M frowned!

"boom!"

"what!"

Looking at the colleague who had a big hole in the back of his head, Qian Banni suddenly shouted.

Locke took out the handkerchief from his arms, wiped his golden Wushuang, smiled, and looked at Mrs. M: "It's okay, you don't have to say it, but I also said that it was not me who killed these people, but you, M Madam, so, are you ready, I'm asking you again!"

talking.

Locke directly pinched Qian Banni's neck, pointed at Qian Banni's head with a golden incomparable pair, and smiled at Mrs. M, who could even turn around and return to the building without any restraint!

…

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