The legendary life of a manga

Chapter 36 I Bet There Are No Bullets in the Gun (Happy New Year's Eve, everyone!)

"Where are you?"

"you guess."

"... Lake."

"Okay, I'm drinking at the bar."

"where?"

"..."

Lake hung up the phone he had just remembered, smiled, and ordered his empty wine glass to the bartender behind the bar, signaling him to refill it quickly.

in fact……

Lake originally thought about giving himself a day off and getting a good night's sleep, but thinking that he had already slept in the afternoon just now, the most important thing was Mo Lin's words that made him change his mind.

Are other agencies involved?

These words are not words of persuasion for Lake, but full of temptation.

Lake wanted to see what kind of other organization this other institution was. If it was what he thought, there was no doubt that Lake suddenly felt that his girlfriend Maureen suddenly became a stranger.

Speaking of...

Lake suddenly remembered the scene where Maureen went to the balcony to answer the phone several times.

In the Budaen community.

"boom!"

"what!"

"Don't move, move, I'll kill you."

Lake, who had already broken in, looked at the agent who was trying to hold the gun with his left hand after being pierced by him, waved his hand, and said lightly, "Don't think I dare not kill the federal agent."

It's really hot, Lake even dared to kill the one who lived in the white building.

The federal agent with the hole in his hand was sweating profusely, but he still looked at Lake with a certain look, not only for his badge, but also for other things.

Lake frowned, and then his eyes fixed on a photo frame placed on the bar in the living room.

next second.

Lake understood.

It turned out to be a family.

"boom!"

"William—"

"Ha ha."

Lake retracted his gun, looked at the scream of pain from the stairs on the second floor, and the corner of his mouth curled up coldly.

Since it's not faction hatred, then it's personal hatred. For personal hatred, Lake always likes to kill the grass and roots, so soft-hearted?It will only give the enemy a chance to kill him.

Go upstairs.

Bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

Dangdang!
More than a dozen bullets fell in mid-air.

Attorney Jefferson Orr, who was holding a gun hidden in his home, narrowed his eyes, and turned to Lake, who went upstairs and knocked out the bullets he shot: "Don't come here, I'll give you how much I want."

Lake smiled and said, "Big lawyer, do you think I'm short of money?"

In fact Lake was short of money.

pity……

The damn cheat does not accept the dollar recharge obtained by cheating and cheating. If he accepts it, Lake will use his avatar skills to go to the casino to collect money or control the avatar to rob the bank.

But cheaters don’t accept this kind of money, and cheating cheaters also belong to this category in theory, but who makes the final interpretation right not with Lake, but with that damn cheater.

Lake looked at the pistol in Barrister Orr's hand, thought for a while, and said, "Why don't I give you another chance, change the magazine, do it again, and see if you can kill me."

I will replace you with a barren.

Barrister Orr recalled the scene that happened just now, and the scene that nine federal agents couldn't stop, took a deep breath, raised his hands high, and then dropped the pistol in his hand under Lake's gaze: " Hey, maybe, we can talk."

The corner of Lake's mouth curled up: "You are very smart."

If I had known this guy was so smart, I wouldn't have called him. Wouldn't it be enough to just make a phone call?
Orr didn't have any expression on Lake's compliment, but just raised his hands: "I will tell you whatever you want to know, as long as you don't kill me, we can talk."

Lake tilted his head, remained silent for a while, and put the pistol behind his waist.

Fine.

Then talk.

Lake is not a murderer.

Although the Black King is to some extent the dark side of Lake, but fundamentally speaking, Lake is a simple good person, but because of the lack of belonging in this world and the sense of sight that sometimes appears in movies, Lake is very sad. The difficulty is that the world treats some people here as real people.

"sit"

"……it is good."

Lake sat down on the sofa in the study, and then made a gesture of invitation to Barrister Orr who was standing stiffly in the same place.

Barrister Orr glanced at Lake with some hesitation. When Lake spoke for the second time, he hesitated for a while, and chose to sit on the side sofa opposite Lake.

at this time.

The whoosh of the police car came up.

And the FBI.

"Ah!"

The corner of Lake's mouth curled up, and under the gaze of Barrister Orr, he stood up directly, took out a pistol from his waist, walked to the window, opened the window, and fired continuously at the police car that was already parked at the door. .

The police officers who received the emergency call in an instant rushed to seek cover.

"do not come!"

With a snap, Lake took out a sweet potato from his pocket, pulled it open, and threw it outside: "I have a hostage in my hand, be careful I snapped him."

boom!
The explosion of the sweet potato instantly set off a law enforcement car.

Lake smiled coldly, sat back on the sofa, placed the pistol casually on the coffee table, and said to Barrister Orr opposite him, "Now we can talk."

Barrister Orr's eyes stayed on the pistol between the two for a while, then he collected himself and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "What do you want to know."

Lake said: "What do you think, I thought you were a smart person."

Want to know something?
This is a stupid question.

Attorney Orr said: "You want to know, why did I take the case of the two cases of intentional assault by the detectives of the New York Police Department?"

Lake shrugged: "I don't know much about the terminology in the legal profession. I'm a killer and I get paid to do things. You are also a lawyer and get paid to do things. So... do you want to drink?"

Attorney Orr blinked: "...what?"

Lake was silent for a while, waved his hands, got up and walked towards the study where there is also a wine cabinet: "I didn't talk to you, and asked if you want a drink?"

Lawyer Orr opened his mouth, watching Lake who left his pistol and walked towards the wine cabinet, and fell silent.

this person...

fishing.

Barrister Orr thought so, although his eyes were uncontrollably looking at the pistol on the coffee table, he tried his best to control his body so as not to have any extravagant thoughts about the pistol.

Lake took a look at the wine cabinet and shook his head. They were all whiskey. Although they seemed to be expensive, Lake still liked bourbon, which was both cheap and sky-high.

turn around.

Lake smiled slightly at Barrister Orr: "So have you thought about it, and are you ready to tell me, who paid you to take this case?"

Barrister Orr was silent.

It seems that there is some kind of struggle between heaven and man in my heart.

at this time.

Click!

Power out.

In an instant, the study room was pitch black.

next second.

It was a sudden call.

only……

Lake looked amusedly at Barrister Orr who had pointed his pistol at him: "I thought you were a smart person, but I didn't expect you to be an idiot."

Barrister Orr changed his image of breaking out in cold sweat, and put his right hand on the trigger: "Really, if I'm an idiot, what are you, an assassin who throws his weapons around, idiot?"

Lake put his hands in his pockets and smiled: "Then you shoot, I bet there are no bullets in the gun."

Orr: "..."

(End of this chapter)