I’m just a Superman Chapter 29: : Foreign aid

　　 A few days later, it turned out that Li Wei was still too young. He underestimated Nickoff's methods and underestimated the power of 50 kilograms of gold.

　　 Without even letting Li Wei come forward, everything was over.

　　 "Sir, everything is over, no one will mention your identity anymore."

　　"But in order to prevent some bad situations, I think you may need to change to a city life."

　　"Why?" Li Wei was a little strange: "Since the problem is completely resolved, why would you suggest me to change to another city?"

　　 "Because of the different levels." Nick Fu explained.

　　"I have solved your troubles from the upper-level channels, but your identity is a tramp, and the lower-level police officers who trouble the tramp are all lower-level police officers."

　　 "So you mean, if I continue to stay in this city, I might be targeted by various police officers in various ways?"

　　"At least until your identity changed from a tramp."

　　 "If I leave Chicago, can I be sure that they will not continue to target me?"

　　 "At least the Chicago police can't trouble you. Since the police departments in other cities and cities do not have the same system as the Chicago police department, there is a high probability that they will not trouble you.

　　What you need to worry about is some other organizations, for example, the composition is similar to the Brotherhood, but there are special departments with federal support behind them. "

　　 "Okay, I see."

　　 Li Wei nodded and looked at Nickoff: "I will spare your life. You will help me once. We are cleared up. I hope we will not be enemies when we meet again."

　　"I'm going to become a commercial lawyer." Nickoff smiled: "If we are not engaged in litigation and criminal matters, we will never have the opportunity to meet again in the future."

　　 "That's not bad." Li Wei nodded and looked at the sun in the sky: "If this is the case, there will be a period later."

　　In the previous life, Li Wei was an ordinary person, and his identity in this life is just a tramp who can be seen everywhere on the roadside.

　　Speaking of his understanding of the United States, almost all of his knowledge comes from absurd news that pops up from time to time, such as police killings, zero-dollar shopping on the street, and understanding of the Wang election.

　　 These things can only make people laugh. It is obviously unrealistic to really expect these things to live well in the United States.

　　 Therefore, after receiving advice from Nickoff, Levi did not make more stops in Chicago and bought a ticket to New York on the same day.

　　 He still hasn't forgotten that there is still a brotherhood made up of assassins in New York waiting for him to solve it.

　　...

　　A few days ago, New York-Brooklyn-No.17 Textile Mill.

　　"The repairman also died. He shot in the shoulder, elbow, side rib, and heart. This is not Kloss’s style. He is cultivating his son."

　　 summoned the remaining senior assassins of the Brotherhood. Sloan's expression was neither calm nor solemn, as if he was a spectator on the sidelines, and placed a stack of photos in front of everyone.

　　" The mission of X and Fox failed and was counter-killed by the mission target. Cross is also training his son.

　　Once he succeeds, we are very likely to face the pursuit of three top assassins at the same time in the future. "

　　The pig slayer picked up the sad photo of the repairman and looked at it: "I remember, the gunman seems to be the first to take charge of Wesley's task?"

　　 "I'm right." The gunner nodded, "But obviously, I failed. Since the first shot, I have never been able to find any traces of Cross.

　　 Although his son Wesley showed some feet, he was quickly hidden by Cross, and there was no way to keep track of him. "

　　"So what should I do now? Waiting for death here?" The pig killer's temper was very grumpy: "If you want me to say, come out from the nest, find him, and then kill him, this is the best way to do it! "

　　 "Did you forget the people who surrounded Cross and were killed by him again? It has been proved that the number of people in front of him cannot be converted into an advantage..."

　　The pig killer who trained cold weapons to split bullets is a red-necked man. Although the assassins have changed over the years, he was born at odds with gunners.

　　 When they meet Shan Fan and say two or three sentences, they will definitely quarrel. It seems that their opinions will always be at odds.

　　If it were normal, Sloan would like to see a slight discrepancy between his killer's sword, but it was obviously not the time to fight, so he directly stopped the two by speaking out.

　　 "Enough! This is not the place where you quarrel!"

　　 A trace of badness flashed under the Sloan glasses: "Something has happened, and quarrels can't save everything. What we have to do now is to consider how to resolve this crisis, instead of arguing."

　　 Sloan stopped in the middle, and the two of them couldn't fight anymore, but without these two openings, the whole room suddenly became quiet.

　　 are a group of ruthless characters who are full of brains who can only kill and set people on fire. If they expect them to come up with a good idea, then they will really see a ghost. Those who can act as a military adviser are either killed by Li Wei in Chicago or defected. .

　　 Everyone has the same skills. The so-called top-level and high-level, the difference lies in how good the brain is. ~ IndoMTL.com~ Obviously, it is not a human being who stays in the Brotherhood now.

　　 Seeing that everyone was silent, the Sloan administration was helpless. After a moment of silence, he slowly said: "You go first, don't go out for a while, I need to think about it."

　　 Everyone glanced at each other, no doubt in their hearts, nodded and left the office in twos and threes.

　　 "I'm looking for a way out."

　　 locked the door, Sloan walked to the bookshelf, reached out and pulled out a thick "Bible", opened the cover, and some objects were neatly placed inside the hollowed out pages.

　　A few gold coins, a black card, a seal with two blood kisses, and an indigo coin.

　　 Seeing a few things were silent for a moment, Sloan put them in his pocket, closed the "Bible" and put it back on the shelf, then took his jacket and went out.

　　 A moment later, the Continental Tavern in New York City.

　　 "Sir, what can I do..."

　　 Looking at the indigo-colored badge that belongs to the judge in front of him, Charon was stunned, hesitated for a moment, and then pressed the button under the bar: "Please wait a moment, I have already notified I won’t let you wait for a long time if I become Manager Winston."

　　Continent Hotel, a consortium of all the killer organizations in the world, how could there be no fraternity that had been established thousands of years ago?

　　If the Brotherhood does not have a pivotal position in the Continental Hotel, how could the Brotherhood’s assassins be able to stay outside the Continental Hotel without being targeted.

　　 Now that Sloan has encountered a problem that the Brotherhood Assassins can’t solve, it’s time for the Continental Hotel to come in handy.

　　In fact, Sloan’s position in the continental hotel system is far more than just the judge.