A Beautiful Comic Life Beginning with a Killer

Chapter 228 I seem to have tied up your wife (please subscribe!!)
surprise!

Surprise?
The moment the repairman took off his sunglasses and raised his head again, his brain buzzed as if someone had hit him hard with a hammer.

expression……

consternation!

incredible!

Frightened!

The repairman's expression changed three times in an instant.

"It's you."

"Correct."

Hawk spread his hands with a smile, and said, well, I planned to get along with you as an ordinary killer, but now, I don’t pretend, I have a showdown: "I am K2, that is, King, yes Isn't it a surprise, repairman?"

There was also a smile on the repairman's face.

But this smile is uglier than crying.

next second.

The repairman fired instantly.

boom!
The bullet pierced through the air and hit Hawk in an instant.

boom!
boom!
The repairman didn't stop and pull the trigger continuously. After three rounds were ejected from the chamber, he didn't make any sloppy movements. He turned around just to make the wind blow.

It is clear.

Hawk told him that he was King, not to give him a simple surprise.

wrong.

It was also a surprise.

But the surprise came at a price.

his life.

The mechanic had no doubts that if he hadn't run away, knowing the price of this surprise would have cost him his life.

"No, I have to get out of here!"

"call out!"

Hawk's figure disappeared in place, and like a flash, he had already appeared in front of the repairman who turned and ran away. He raised his foot directly and kicked the repairman who was running straight towards him.

boom!
The repairman flew out in an instant, knocked over the sofa, and landed on the glass coffee table. The moment the coffee table shattered, the repairman let out a cry of pain and landed on the ground full of glass slag.

next second.

"Boom!"

Hawk put his hands in his pockets, and with his shiny leather shoes, he stepped on the repairman who was about to get up from the shards of glass. He bent down with a smile on his face and said, "Don't worry, I just arrived, so I'm in such a hurry did you leave?"

The words are very warm, like the appearance of retaining an old friend.

The repairman pressed Hawk's right leg firmly on his chest with both hands, trying to lift it up.

but……

The repairman's hands only felt that he was pinching a piece of steel bar. No matter how hard he tried, let alone moving it, it seemed that he couldn't even make a mark by pressing it.

"K!"

The repairman quickly looked at the condescending Hawke, and hurriedly said, "You can't kill me."

Hawke tilted his head.

"why?"

"I am the agent, you know what will happen if the three agents are absent at the same time."

"You mean God's punishment?"

"Yes."

The repairman nodded, no matter what, the most important thing is to save his own life first: "I support you, as long as you let me go, I support you to take over, K."

Hawke raised his eyebrows, seeming to be moved: "Really?"

A sternness flashed in the repairman's eyes, he nodded and said, "Yes, I swear, I swear to God, I can swear in my mother's name."

The repairman sneered heartlessly.

Don't let me live, and I will betray you as soon as I go back. I don't believe that you dare to do anything in the Castle of Destiny.

Hawk touched his chin, as if he was persuaded by the repairman.

"it is good……"

"too……"

"What a fart!"

"what?"

The repairman's pupils trembled, and there was a bang. The repairman felt a pain between his eyebrows, his head tilted, and he turned to the side for an instant.

Corey, who was behind him, saw this, walked over, and looked at the repairman lying in the glass shards all over the floor.

"died?"

"No."

Hawk flicked his trousers, took the towel handed over by Corey, wiped off the marks left by the repairman's claws on his trousers just now, and answered Corey's question: "It will be useful later."

Corey nodded.

Hawk threw the towel back to Corey, bent down, ripped off the repairman's little red vest, searched, and found what he wanted.

【Proctor—"Cross!"】

【Name: "Jason Corey!"】

【Age: "33 years old!"】

【Height: "[-]!"】

【Weight: "[-]!"】

【Hitman!"】

[Feature: "Left leg disabled"]

"It's really Cory."

"what is this."

Hawke put away the woven cloth and the translated paper in his hand, got up, and looked at Corey again: "God's will, do you have wine, take a sip."

Corey was just about to continue asking, when he heard Hawke's words, he smiled and said, "Didn't you never drink when killing people?"

Hawke corrected Corey: "Wrong, I never drink while working. There is a difference between killing and killing."

Killing people for money is a job, so of course you don't drink.

But killing people without money is an interest, just like fine wine, it is also Hawke's interest, and the two interests are superimposed, which is called a hobby.

Wine and murder go well together.

Corey shook his head, but he didn't say anything. He ignored the messed-up living room and walked towards the bar. Corey, who knew Hawke's hobby, was looking for the few bourbons at home: "I just knew , I heard that a novice killer named K2 completed the reward offered by the Mandate of Heaven, so I guessed it was you."

Hawk smiled, walked to the bar, and sat on the high stool.

"Then why don't you come to me."

"I know I know, but I'm not sure!"

"Ok?"

Corey found an unopened bottle of bourbon from a wine cabinet that was about to fall into ashes, opened it, and said to Hawke: "I still want to wait a few more days to see if you show up." Well, if this K2 is not you, with your narrow mind, you will definitely come out to trouble this K2."

Hawke blinked: "I, small-minded? Why don't I know that I am small-minded?"

Corey smiled, his eyes glanced behind Hawke, landed on the repairman who was unconscious on the floor, and then looked at Hawke.

"How did this guy offend you?"

"He didn't vote for me."

"..."

Corey didn't speak, but after pouring a glass of bourbon and pushing it to Hawke, he looked at Hawke quietly. Although he didn't speak, there was such a sentence on his face.

Look, I'm right.

Although Corey doesn't quite understand the meaning of voting in Hawke's words, voting should be a trivial matter, but in the end, just because others didn't vote, good guy, they chased him directly to his house .

If this is not called narrow-mindedness, then what is it?
Hawke felt what Corey was trying to convey, opened his mouth, and finally shook his head: "Okay, okay, I'm small-minded, that's fine, but you must also admit that I have a big heart for my friends, you Ask yourself, besides you, after saying that you dare to challenge me, is there a second person alive?"

Corey shook his head seriously.

"No."

"See, I'm very generous to my friends."

"But you frankly left me there, tied me up like a tortoiseshell from an island country, and frankly made me surrounded by countless police officers from the New York Police Department."

"Uh……"

Hawke blinked: "I said I tied it at will, do you believe it?"

He really tied it at will.

Hawke usually takes orders for one bullet business, and he is not very skilled and proficient in business such as kidnapping or rescuing people.

As for the binding method?

This is not Hawke's fault. It was Hawke who killed an island target who was visiting New York City at that time, and it exploded from the seemingly wretched islander.

Only Hawke knew that at that moment, he felt the various tying methods that suddenly appeared in his mind, and he was about to kneel down to this rope master on the spot.

Hawk has always wanted to practice, and even bought a dummy model, but he was worried that Lorna would see it and call him perverted. After thinking about it, he really didn't have much use for it, so he never used it. use.

Who made Corey catch up that time? Time was tight and the task was heavy. When Hawke was not paying attention, he involuntarily cast the tortoise on Corey.

Randomly tied?

Ah.

"Do you think I'll believe it?"

"Probably, I'm being honest."

Corey chuckled, too lazy to remind himself of this unpleasant, even shameful scene, and said directly: "Hurry up, finish drinking, let's fight."

Hawke swallowed the wine, waved his hand, and looked at the time on the watch: "No, there is not enough time, next time."

Corey frowned.

"correct."

Hawk drank the wine in his glass, and slapped the woven cloth and translated paper that he had just taken out of the repairman on the bar counter: "Later, this guy will come to you, and you will follow him when the time comes That's it."

Corey picked up the woven cloth, thought of what Hawk said just now, looked up, and looked at Hawk who was already walking towards the repairman over there: "King, you just said that this is God's will, what the hell?"

Hawke turned the repairman over, then grabbed the repairman's belt with one hand, lifted it up as if he was carrying luggage, and turned to look at Corey: "It means literally, God wants you to help him, anyway Come on, just face it, just in time, I will show you a good show, and I promise you will make your trip worthwhile."

Done.

Hawke walked straight towards the stairs on the second floor.

Corey saw it.

"and many more."

"……What's wrong?"

Hawke pulled the repairman, stopped on the stairs, turned and looked at Corey on the first floor.

Corey closed his eyes and pointed to the gate of his villa.

"The door is on the first floor, not on the second floor."

"..."

Hawk raised an eyebrow.

"Hahaha!"

Hawk smiled awkwardly, pushed and pulled the repairman down the stairs again, and walked towards the first floor: "Sorry, I'm used to it, I'll go first, remember to come."

Corey's mouth twitched.

"Oh, right."

Hawk, who walked to the door, seemed to have thought of something, patted his forehead, turned to look at Corey, and said with a strange expression: "When I just came in, I saw a woman on the second floor. I was not careful, and it seemed that I Moved her."

Corey's expression gradually became shocked.

"what?"

"I did not do it on purpose."

"Damn it, that's my wife."

"...I'll go first, bye!"

"Bastard, don't go!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)