Mei Man Knives

Chapter 94
Zhang Jun's eyes were cold, as sharp as a knife.

Sloan was not afraid, he still said to Caroline Channing very gracefully. "Give me a gin!"

After ordering a glass of wine, Sloan looked at Zhang Jun.

"No! I wouldn't do such an immoral thing. If I want to kill people, I prefer to use the direct method-a gun!"

Zhang Jun didn't doubt Sloan's words, because there was no need.

He restrained his murderous intent and said, "Then what are you here for? See my joke!"

Sloan showed his white teeth, smiled and said, "No. I'm here to give you information."

"Say!"

"That woman was sent by the God of Death! As for who sent it, you need to find it yourself!"

"Reaper?" Zhang Jun would never think that it was sent by the real Reaper.He asked, "What organization is that from?"

Sloan thought for a while and said, "I don't know much about that organization either. It's not a killer organization in the traditional sense. They are dead soldiers raised by some powerful families in the United States to eliminate opponents and obstacles. It is said that Lincoln, Kennedy, Archduke Ferdinand and his wife were killed by these people!"

Sloan looked at Zhang Jun. "The god of death sent dead soldiers to deal with you, which means that you have blocked the eyes of some powerful man!"

When Zhang Jun heard Sloan's explanation, he could understand.

This stunning beauty tonight cannot be cultivated by ordinary forces.

It is absolutely necessary to cultivate and instill ideas from an early age in order to cultivate that kind of dead man.

Death is it?

Even if it is really the god of death, I will kill it.What's more, it's just a killer organization!
"Do you know where their lair is?" Zhang Jun asked.

Sloan shook his head. "They are only trained by the powerful to deal with political opponents, not ordinary people, and have a low reputation. There is very little information about this god of death! I only found out about this killer organization by accident! As far as I know, the Morgan family has something to do with this organization!"

Zhang Jun said with some doubts: "I know about that killer organization. I don't understand. Why did you tell me this news!"

At this time, Caroline Channing had put a glass of gin in front of Sloan.

Sloane picked up the glass and glanced at the wine in the glass.

"I'm going to run for the Senate! Running the Brotherhood has always been just a borrowed tool to achieve my goals. It's no longer needed. Before I run for the Senate, I want to erase the last hidden dangers!"

Sloan looked at Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun was a little helpless.

In fact, Zhang Jun really didn't have any malice towards the Brotherhood or Sloan.

It's just that Cross paid me to fish out his precious son.

However, what do you think.Sloan didn't know, or rather he didn't believe it.

What he wanted was to use this matter in exchange for his own explanation.

Zhang Jun raised the wine bottle.

"Don't talk nonsense, if what you say is true. I will treat it as if there is no grievance between you and me, and we will live in peace from now on!"

"Thank you!" Sloan was overjoyed.He raised his wine glass and touched Zhang Jun.

"I'll see you off!" Zhang Jun made a gesture with one hand after taking a sip of wine.

Just like that, the two walked out of the bar one after the other, and Sloan walked away relaxedly with a happy face.

Zhang Jun looked at Sloan's back.

What this guy said should be true, but he definitely didn't just want to use this to make friends with him.

There should be other purposes.

However, it doesn't matter anymore!

Zhang Jun returned to the bar and told Caroline Channing. "It's time, you can pack up and get off work!"

After speaking, Zhang Jun walked out of the bar.

I was depressed before because I was teased by someone, but I didn't know who instructed it.

Sulk too!

Now that we know who the real master is, all that remains is to find out those guys who are hiding behind.

A silver Rolls-Royce Phantom came out of the underground parking lot of the Metropolitan Opera House in New York and drove to a manor on Manhattan Island.

Not long after driving from Broadway, I passed an intersection.

A Chevrolet Crowder ran a red light from another street and jumped out.

Seeing that it was about to hit a Rolls-Royce, the Chevrolet car showed no intention of slowing down.

At a speed of 110 km/h, it directly hit the Rolls-Royce.

Rolls-Royce is a top luxury car, but when it comes to impact, it is no different from other cars.

It was the Chevrolet that dented one side of the body, and was pushed hard and slid two or three meters.

The driver was knocked unconscious by the popped airbag.

Harold Morgan, who was sitting in the back seat, was hit in the car and hit the seats one after another in the car.

His forehead was smashed, and blood dripped from the wound.

He clutched the bleeding wound, his eyes were a little blurry, and he saw a person who seemed to be wearing a bat mask approaching, opened the damaged car door, and dragged himself out of the car with one hand.

He carried it upside down all the way, threw it into the trunk, and then drove away in the car.

The whole process took only 2 minutes before and after, when the passers-by around reacted and called the police.

After nearly 5 minutes, two patrol police cars rushed to the scene first.

Ten minutes later, the New York Crime Squad arrived.

Grayson arrived at the scene with his henchman Marcus Bell and saw the dented Rolls-Royce Phantom.

He has a big head!

He asked one of the police officers who arrived first.

"What's the situation now?"

The policeman said with a small notebook.

"According to the witnesses at the scene, a Chevrolet suddenly rushed out and crashed into this Rolls-Royce. The driver of the Rolls-Royce is still in a coma and has been sent to the hospital! Hello, the real owner of this car De Morgan was forcibly taken from a Chevrolet SUV by a man wearing a mask resembling a bat. Whereabouts unknown!"

Hearing that the owner of the car turned out to be Harold Morgan, Grayson was heartbroken.

Harold Morgan is the current speaker of the Morgan family.

The Morgan family is a family with very strong influence in the economic and political circles of the United States.

Grayson immediately ordered to Marcus Bell. "Immediately call out the surrounding traffic surveillance cameras and find the car involved as soon as possible! Hurry up!"

Although Marcus Bell didn't know the identity of Harold Morgan, anyone who could afford a Rolls-Royce Phantom was definitely either rich or expensive.

He nodded. "Yes, sir!"

Harold Morgan lies on the floor of an abandoned warehouse in a Brooklyn slum.

A bucket of cold water poured down, and Harold Morgan was immediately awakened. He sneezed twice and got up from the ground.

Standing up and raising his head, he saw a man wearing a black bat mask standing in front of him looking at him with cold eyes.

Harold Morgan yelled: "Man, although I don't know where I offended you. Or something paid for you. But we can discuss, I can give you a sum of money, a sum of money for the rest of your life Can enjoy rich money. As long as you let me go!"

(End of this chapter)