Infinite Journey to the World of American Comics

"My children, why are you lost?" the 30-year-old Arab asked in a pretentious manner.

"You are not lost, we are looking for you." John replied.

"Do you think I'm talking about your position?" The young elder smiled. "I have never seen a person fight so fiercely and finally return to where he started. Tell me, Jonathan, why do you To survive”

"My wife, Helen, to remember her and remember our lives together."

"So you seek survival for the memory of love"

"At least a chance to earn it."

"I can give you one last chance to earn your life. Although, it may not be the life you want. Complete a mission for us and your wanted order will be revoked and you will be allowed to survive. Of course, not Survive under the high table, but be bound by it and do what you do best for the rest of your days. The choice is yours. Die now, or continue living and remembering until you die."

John thought about it and found out what he was best at, and it was not killing people. In other words, there would be no retirement in his future life, only killing people, until one day he was killed by others.

"So, what should I do?"

"Of course life can only be exchanged for life. The first target is Winston."

"what"

"He has forgotten his loyalty. Your bounty and excommunication will not be suspended until you complete your mission, so if you want to survive and continue to remember, this is the decision you must make. "

John was lost in thought, and the elder did not force him, but focused his attention on Richard.

"Okay, it's your turn, kid, a new killer. What are you looking for? What gave you the courage to fight against the high table? What do you want, fame and fortune?"

"Haha, what I am looking for is not that complicated." Richard smiled, "I have done so much just to complete the task."

"What mission? Who gave it to you?" The elder frowned. If what this kid said is true, the things contained in it are a bit complicated.

"He gave it to me." Richard pointed to the sky, causing the elder to raise his head and look up.

"you mean..."

"Of course it's God."

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Clear gunshots rang out in the tent, and the young elder fell down with an expression of disbelief on his face. The bullet hole on his forehead proved the loss of his life. Because of his pride, he did not even let anyone take away John and Lee. He probably thought that no one would dare to assassinate a member of the High Table, but he didn't think about it. Not to mention Richard, even John had the lives of two High Table chairmen in his hands.

"Task Progress: Chairman of the High Table 23"

"Richard, you crazy person"

blah blah blah

While John scolded Richard, he took out a pistol from his arms and shot at the bodyguards around him. What could he do? Another high-table chairman died. This time, he had absolutely no other way to go. .

bang bang

"Come on, John, let's face it, can you shoot Winston who let you go once?" Richard and John stood back to back, and once again started to fight against the many.

"Don't put any hope in these directors. Their rule of conduct is to maintain their rule. Kill Winston first, and then let you kill all the people who have helped you one by one. In this way, You will become a walking zombie who only knows how to kill. What they need is your killing skills, not you as a person."

John stopped talking. The most annoying thing was that Richard always used the truth to hurt people's hearts.

呯

After killing the last bodyguard, they were the only two-legged creatures left standing. Richard took out the phone from his pocket.

"Hey, Sofia, we're done. Come pick us up. Where are we? You can't ask me."

Richard handed the phone to John, "Come on, Sophia, tell her where we are."

"You guys really took down another high table." Before John could speak, Sophia's surprised voice came from the receiver.

"Yes, it was Richard who did it..."

"You guys are so awesome. I thought he was just talking. Don't worry, I will reorganize the forces in Casablanca."

"...." It turns out that this was what Richard and Sophia were talking about last night. He really wanted to kill the high table from the beginning. John felt that he was so tired and didn't want to move anymore...

"Oh, by the way, I have to pick you up. Where are you now?"

"...From where we separated yesterday, keep heading north, about 60 kilometers away." Forget it, I'm not dead anyway, and I don't want to kill my friends, so just follow them and mess around, do whatever you want. ..

Soon, the helicopter found them and took them back to Casablanca. Sofia did have two brushes. Although they had cleared out the killers who were loyal to the high table last night, she was able to integrate the others so quickly. Together, it also reflects her leadership ability. In short, she is much stronger than John.

"Where are you going now?" Sofia asked immediately after picking up Richard and the others from the plane. Now was not the time to rest, but rather to race against time.

"Of course we are going back to New York. If High Table wants to kill Winston, it will definitely not only prepare John." Richard looked at John. Well, now he has an indifferent look on his face and looks like a qualified tool man. .

"Winston, I heard that there is now an adjudicator in New York, who has already punished the Russians and Bowery. It seems that she is the high-table agent who is now in charge of New York affairs. I heard that Zero has also been recruited by her."

"Well, it doesn't matter. The more people they punish, the better. They are all characters who lick blood with their swords. Gao Tai Desi really thinks of himself as a god." Richard sneered. This was what he wanted to catch when he entered the mission. Opportunities, Gao Tai Desi may have been aloof for too long, but he forgot that these forces under him are not office workers in suits and ties. Maybe no one dares to resist when they clean up one at a time, but when they clean up so many people at once, there are For true New York tycoons like Winston and Bowery, this is the way to die.

"Sofia, we need to return to New York immediately and help us make arrangements. In addition, you should be careful here. Although the high table's attention is attracted by New York, an elder died here and the mint was lost. There is no guarantee. They’re not going to send anyone over.”

"Don't worry, the more lively you are in New York, the safer I will be here. Even if Casablanca is the birthplace of the high table, it can't compare with the importance of New York." Sofia smiled, and since she decided to repay John's kindness, she She had no intention of surviving. She was already content to reach this point. The rest was earned. The high table table was very strong, but she was not a fool. What's more, as long as what Richard said If all of them are fulfilled one by one, the expert at the high table will be firmly attracted to New York. Of course, so far, his guess is still very accurate.