A Certain Marvel Super Player

Chapter 326: Detective and Dolan entering

"Someone who will be here today..."

"Who?"

Detective Kaino frowned, looking at Cope, who frowned beside him.

Kopp couldn't wait to slap himself.

"George!"

"...Aren't you and George friends?"

"No!"

Kaop shook his head and said, "When I boasted about Haikou, I said that I must have kept the Peerless Assassin for him, but I couldn't keep it. If he finds out about this, he will not be a friend."

Detective Kaino smiled and said, "Then you can just call him directly."

Cope took out the phone that had been dialed more than a dozen times, but no one answered: "Do you think I don't have one? I called when the **** witch flew away, but he's already on the plane. ."

Kano: "..."

After all, this is about the unparalleled assassin.

How could George, who vowed to catch the Peerless Assassin two years ago, be indifferent when he knew that the accomplice of the Peerless Assassin was here?

Cope was already hesitating whether to take a leave of absence and go out for two days.

With the coming, he can be expected to give him a frenzy, frankly speaking, the shock brought by the White Bone Lake in front of him is completely gone.

In fact.

Copp doesn't know one thing yet.

That is.

today……

It is also the headquarters of the Dolan Church in New York. I plan to come over and join the Dolan Church in New Orleans to celebrate the grand occasion.

hum!

New Amsterdam International Airport!

Above!

"Ding dong!"

"Dear passengers, our plane is about to land..."

The plane that came from New York's JFK Airport, the earliest flight at five o'clock, had already flown over New Amsterdam International Airport and was circling, ready to find an angle, and then ready to insert into the runway with lightning speed. .

quite a while.

Boom!

The wheels of the plane landed on the runway with a thud, and then, rumbling, began to decelerate.

Sitting in the airport, the twelve men in black suits, the unsmiling descendants of the Dolan Crusaders, and the two Green Hunters from the Portland area swiped and opened their eyes.

in the back seat.

Sitting by the window, Gwen, wearing a pink down jacket with a big ponytail, unbuckled his seatbelt, stared out at the snow, stretched, and although he only slept for a few hours, at four o'clock Zhong got up and packed his things, but Gwen, who was not sleepy at all, said happily, "You can see Locke soon."

Sitting next to him, with his arms crossed and a cartoon blindfold on, George, who was a little sleep-deprived, sighed as he listened to his daughter who could not do without Locke and the surprise when he got on the plane next to him.

at this time.

A thud.

George listened to the sound of the metal landing, his professional habit, like a positioning radar, with a swipe, his eyes fell on a metal object that looked like a screwdriver in the front aisle.

A descendant of the Crusaders in a black suit bent over and put away the screwdriver on the ground. The moment he picked up the screwdriver, he seemed to sense that someone was looking at him and turned to look.

Four eyes facing each other.

George watched the man who got up and looked at him, squinting his eyes.

The instinct of the police officer for many years told him that this man is a person with a story, and he is also the kind of person who has a story with the law.

The man looked at the alert George and slowly withdrew his gaze.

"dad?"

"Ok."

George came back to his senses and looked at Gwen next to him: "What's wrong?"

Gwen stared at the transparent fluff on his palm, frowned, looked at the man who sat down slowly, and whispered, "That man, is there some danger?"

George glanced at Gwen and said, "Wait back and let Cope check."

Gwen snorted, and at the moment the man turned to look at George, Gwen suddenly felt the transparent fluff on her palm rise, and then, suddenly, she felt that something was staring at her, making her Very uncomfortable.

The last time I felt this way was on Long Island.

That is the killer, when chasing her and Locke behind.

As for when did you feel this way?

Gwen thought about it, as if, as if, it was during the trip to Long Island.

soon.

The plane stopped firmly on the bridge.

After half an hour.

Twelve people who came to New Orleans to join the local Dolan Church, the descendants of the Crusaders who were going to join in the grand event, and two Merlin hunters stood in the airport parking lot, looking at each other, looking left and right.

"Did we go to the wrong place?"

"impossible!"

"The time is just right, and the location is right."

"what?"

"Didn't the local Dolan Church say that the car has been arranged?"

"Where's the car?"

"have no idea."

"Call up."

"It's fighting."

A descendant of the Crusaders listened to the blind tone on the phone, blinked, and looked at everyone in confusion: "No one answered?"

Hearing this sentence, the others couldn't help but look at the colleague who was calling, and looked at the colleague who was holding the phone in his hand and looked confused, a little dumbfounded.

WTF?

They were let go of the pigeons?

what's the situation?

"what?"

"Why are you saying it again?"

"Dad, language, pay attention to language!"

The twelve descendants of the Crusaders and the two Merlin hunters turned to look, and in the airport hall behind them, a father and daughter walked out.

George was pushing the luggage in one hand and holding the phone in the other. He was furious, and yelled at Cope who was calling: "I don't care what Dolan Church, I'll take the first flight all the way here. , and then, after getting off the plane, you told me that you let the Dark Lord go?"

Dolan Church?

Head of Darkness?

The twelve descendants of the Crusaders instantly became alert.

Dolan Church is them, and the head of darkness, but what is the target they have been tracking down in New York Dolan Church recently?

How does this person know?

Listening to his father's loud voice, Gwen said speechlessly, "Dad, didn't you fail to catch the Peerless Assassin yourself?"

George's anger was immediately extinguished.

The twelve descendants of the Crusaders looked at each other and listened to the conversation between Gwen and George not far away. Then, a descendant of the Crusaders took out his mobile phone and looked at the information he had just found by taking the photo of George.

Senior Superintendent of the New York Police Department.

Vows to bring the unparalleled assassins to justice!

Fall in love with the unparalleled assassin.

George Stacy!

The news about George and the Peerless Assassin was swiped directly.

Several people had an epiphany, and then they looked at each other, chose, grabbed their luggage, and walked into the snowy outside with a blank expression.

There is a note, withdraw!

Their line of work is full of justice, but they are not born to deal with the scorpions. After all, the scorpions don't know how dangerous their line is, they will only beep!

Gwen stared at the fourteen people who turned and left quietly, took out his mobile phone, clicked a few times, and photographed the appearance of the descendants of the crusaders who turned around.

Write down the appearance and give it to Aunt Beckett to help her check it.

Gwen thought so.

George over there has also ended the call.

Then……

"Shet!"

"……dad."

"Feel sorry."

George apologized for his foul language, and then sighed: "Run in vain, the head of darkness has already run away."

Gwen shrugged: "No, Locke is still here."

George rolled his eyes: "You are looking for Locke. I came here because the unparalleled assassin might be here. If I knew that Copp was so ineffective, I wouldn't come."

Gwen was speechless: "Dad, that's a witch, you are an ordinary person, you can't catch it if you want to recognize the reality, can't Uncle Thornton be able to catch it? Didn't Dad say that Uncle Thornton is not as good as you? ?"

George looked at Gwen suspiciously: "What do you want to say?"

Gwen smiled brightly and his eyes were clear: "Dad, if you think so, if Uncle Thornton can catch the Wushuang Assassin, wouldn't you be saving face? You're an expert in the arrest of the Wushuang Assassins, aren't you?"

George nodded.

"Makes sense!"

"right."

"But I don't believe you."

"what."

George looked at Gwen, the little padded jacket that had evolved into a black-hearted fishnet cotton, and sneered: "You know, you are lying like that wild boar now, with clear eyes, that's when that wild boar lied. typical performance.”

good guy.

Even lying has turned into the shape of that wild boar.

fortunately.

I also have little Andy.

George sighed, this is a fortune in misfortune.

Gwen couldn't help laughing, opened his mouth, and then froze for a moment: "Clear eyes, lying? Really?"

George glanced at Gwen: "If you don't believe me, try it yourself when."

Gwen opened his mouth.

at this time.

A vehicle marking the New Orleans Police Department approached from not far away.

Vehicle stopped.

A police officer came out of the car and looked at George.

"Senior Superintendent George Stacy?"

"it's me."

"Feel sorry."

The police officer came over, shook hands with George, indicated that the road was too congested, and then took the luggage: "Our boss is over Lake Railay, the boss explained, let me take you home first."

"No."

"what?"

George shook his head and said, "Go directly to the scene. It's only been less than three hours now. Maybe, the Dark Head of State Syndra is still here."

The policeman was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

"correct."

After getting in the car.

George, sitting in the co-pilot, looked at Gwen in the back seat and said to the police officer who was driving: "I want to send my daughter..."

"Which hotel are you coming from?"

"Hilton!"

"Well~www.wuxiamtl.com~George nodded and said, "Send my daughter to Hilton first. "

He didn't want to take Gwen to the scene, lest it affect the rhythm of his second fight with Copp.

but……

Gwen didn't even think about going with George.

Of course.

Normally, Gwen would love to go to the scene with George, but now, Gwen would rather go to the hotel, find Locke, and then give him a big surprise.