The legendary life of a manga

Chapter 21 A wave of operations is as fierce as a tiger
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 hotel lobby, but today it felt a bit overcrowded.

Textile mills are gone.

The Continental Hotel will expel Carlos and offer a reward soon. It is estimated that at this moment, the reward for Carlos is already in the process of going through the process.

Take the elevator to the bar.

Hey!
Lake raised his eyebrows and looked surprised at some of the overcrowded bars, and then sat down opposite Carlos who was sitting alone.

Swish.

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

Lake smiled, turned around and raised his middle finger towards the many killers in the bar who were watching him intentionally or unintentionally.

This is provocation.

no doubt.

But many killers turned a blind eye, and just shifted their eyes from Lake to Carlos who was sitting opposite, glass after glass of wine, looking like he wanted to get himself drunk.

Lake also withdrew his gaze and looked at Carlos: "How about it, I'm doing things, I'm satisfied."

Carlos raised his head, and his words were like gold: "Aren't you afraid that this matter will be exposed, and you will be hunted down by the Continental Hotel?"

Lake shrugged: "Can you say it?"

Collusion between a killer and a law enforcement officer is a serious crime.

After all, one is in the dark and the other is in the light. Black and white are just like fire and water are incompatible. Moreover, no one wants to see fire and water incompatible.

pity……

I am black and white.

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 Club. After all, Carlos' confession is used as evidence.

In fact, Carlos can say that this is what Lake did, and then use the information that Lake and the NYPD tipped off to the Continental Hotel in exchange for another punishment, that is, no reward but only expulsion.

Carlos is able to choose, but he cannot.

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

"account."

"Give!"

"..."

Carlos looked at the bank account number registered overseas that was pushed in front of him as soon as he said it, looked up at Lake and smiled: "You don't seem to be worried that I will regret it."

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

So what if he was hunted down by the Continental Hotel?

Around the glasses.

Even if Lake is standing in the lobby of the Continental Hotel, facing each other, others will think that Lake is a young man who has just entered the world of killers.

and……

No matter what the process is, Lake Continental Hotel is confident that the last one to close must be Continental Hotel after the deadlock with Continental Hotel.

So Lake didn't pay attention to what Carlos was worried and afraid of.

soon.

"It's done."

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

Lake didn't speak, and he didn't take out his cell phone. As a killer, he didn't have a cell phone.

But Lake has a special way of checking accounts.

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

Mind a move.

Ding Dong!

【Recharge successful】

【Fifty nine thousand seven hundred dollars! 】

"..."

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

Do what.

It doesn't matter that I'm a poor ghost, but you are at least one of the top ten killers in the killer world with such a little family background, you are probably fooling me.

Although Carlos was somewhat suspicious of how Lake knew the numbers, he still shook his head and said, "If you knew that you would die no matter what, would you still keep the savings?"

Lake opened his mouth.

This reason is unassailable. I know that no matter how hard I struggle, I will still die. What do I do with my money?

and so……

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

Carlos took out the last dozen or so gold coins from his pocket and pushed them in front of Lake: "This is all I have, and I probably won't need it anytime soon."

Lake looked at the gold coins in front of him and thought about the transfer of less than $[-] in the account.

heart……

So I've been busy for so long, and I don't even have enough chances for a lucky draw?
Lake took a deep breath, and looked at Carlos with some unwillingness to give up: "Don't you ever think about leaving some money to that person? According to what I said, that person seems to have a bad living condition."

Could it be that it is not good, it is simply that those who hear it are sad and those who hear it cry.

Living in a cheap house under the subway, his girlfriend still loves him, the saddest thing, he still knows about it, but he still chooses to remain indifferent.

Lake doesn't know why Wesley made such a choice, but Lake feels that if he is Wesley, with the green hat in front, even if he dies, he will die with those two people.

The hatred of the green hat is the endless hatred.

Not negotiable.

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

Lake was speechless.

With such a father, Lake would make Wesley feel sad. He obviously had the opportunity to become a rich second generation, but he became what he is today because of his father.

If only Carlos and Wesley were not Americans but Easterners.

At least if he is from the East, Lake can guarantee that Carlos will leave enough money for his son to live on, not too big but not too small.

pity……

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

Lake sighed: "Forget it, anyway, there should be 200 million rewards to win later, what do you think?"

Originally thought that after this wave of operations, at least more than 500 million harvests could be obtained.

result……

The first wave was too pretentious and killed Sloan before asking the password.

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

But how to say the third wave should guarantee a minimum income of 200 million.

Fortunately.

At least it wasn't a wave of fierce operations, and then look at the result of [-].

Lake thought so, he couldn't be kept busy, but in the end, there wasn't enough chance for a lottery draw.

Carlos nodded.

Anyway, they are going to die anyway. There is no difference between dying at the hands of others and dying at the hands of Lake, so they all die. Rather than dying worthless, it is better to give it to Lake as a favor. At the very least, Carlos sees credit in Lake. Two words.

only……

Carlos looked 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, following Carlos' gaze.

into the eye.

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

Lake's tone was soft: "A group of dirt dogs, whoever dares to snatch them, I will kill them!"

……

(End of this chapter)