The Legendary Life of an American Superhero

Chapter 29 Killer is my main business

The New York public opinion was completely fried by the afternoon.

especially certain groups.

"Shocked, NYPD Reappears Violent Law Enforcement. 》

"Police beat citizens for no reason. 》

"Two innocent people were seriously injured, and the hospital once issued a critical condition. 》

"question……"

When these terrifying titles are combined with a black and white photo of mourning lying down, the effect is very outstanding.

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

Downstairs in the New York Police Department, a group of African-Americans have already occupied a powerful position. Even all kinds of support signs have been prepared, and slogans have been shouted in unison.

No race can compare to these people in this matter.

African Americans may not work or even eat in time, but protests, marches, as long as there is a trace of flames, these people will treat him as a nuclear bomb.

Obviously, this behind-the-scenes black hand has a set of tricks, and it has been prepared for a long time.

The African-Americans who almost occupied the police station plaza downstairs of the New York Police Department shouted the slogan of the New York Police Department's corruption covering up the murderer, demanding that they arrest Lake immediately.

Chief Burt has called a large group of police officers in a meeting.

"Beep!"

"Hey."

"it's me."

"I know, I'm not going to buy a leave of absence."

"There is inside information, a thousand dollars."

"……it is good."

"A lawyer just came over to see these two people."

"...Why help me?"

"I don't like dark skinned people. They look scary at night."

"..."

Lake listened to the blind tone on the phone, blinked, and following the words, a picture emerged in his mind, and the dark night suddenly revealed two rows of pure white...

Really scary.

Lake got up from the bed, rubbed his eyebrows, and walked into the bathroom.

After half an hour.

When Lake came out of the underground garage of Xingchen Building, he still wore gold-rimmed glasses.

Look up at the sky.

sunset.

Why!

Lake originally thought of having a good night's sleep, and then going to the hospital to send the black and white on the road, but he didn't expect the plan to keep up with the changes.

This guy hiding behind the scenes doesn't even plan to give me a night's rest.

Lake tutted and shook his head.

The person hiding behind the non-mainstream pair of black and white, one could tell at a glance that he was clearly planning to keep Laker to death all the time.

Is this going to kill me socially?

What resentment what?

fine.

This guy is not very smart.

Lake stopped a cab and gave the address of the New Amsterdam Hospital, thinking so.

think about it.

Instead of finding a lawyer for the black and white couple to deal with Lake, it is better to find a killer to quietly do the two of them. In this way, not only will Lake be charged with murder by mistake, but he can also be punished by himself in this way. is completely hidden behind the scenes.

pity……

This guy is not very smart.

Lao Tzu went over and chopped up these two people now. If there is no police officer, I see what other tricks you have.

A cold light flashed in Lake's eyes.

Don't let him know who is hiding behind, let him know, Lake promises that this guy can't survive or die.

soon.

The New Amsterdam Hospital has arrived.

At this moment, the New Amsterdam Hospital has also been squatted by a large number of journalists and media. There is no doubt that they are waiting for the news from inside.

Preferably black and white with news of death from grievous wounds.

The media in New York likes to fear that the world will not be chaotic. The more chaotic this matter, the more reports they will report, and the more they report, it goes without saying that their bonuses and commissions will be very high.

Go straight.

Lake, whose glasses had been taken off, stood in the lobby on the first floor of the hospital and looked at the two police officers at the elevator door, frowning.

Do bad things with good intentions.

These two police officers must have been arranged by the New York Police Department. In a word, the one who doesn't want black and white to be killed is the New York Police Department. Whether they want Paulek or not, they will stay.

Not dead, everything is fine.

If he is dead, it is estimated that Mr. Mayor, who just took office this month, will have something to say.

pity……

They are dead, I say.

Lake glanced at the officer on guard, then walked directly past the elevator and towards the toilet on the first floor.

I can't get on the elevator if I'm guarding it?

Someone here is a killer, let alone a hospital, one can enter a secret room.

"Bang!"

"Who."

"Boom!"

"..."

Lake kicked open the toilet door with one foot, knocked out the young doctor in a white coat who was about to take off his pants with a hand knife, then turned around and closed the door to take off the guy's clothes.

After two minutes.

When Lake, who was wearing a white coat, walked out of the bathroom, he smiled slightly at a patient who was about to enter, and showed the sign under maintenance at the back in front of the entrance of the men's toilet, indicating that the patient in front of him could go to the next door. Ladies toilet solution.

The patient pointed to the women's toilet behind him and looked at Lake, as if to ask again, is it okay?

Lake shrugged, as if he couldn't.

The patient nodded, covered his stomach and ran in.

three!

two!

one!

"Ah!" A sharp female voice came from the women's toilet, and the police officers on the other side of the elevator looked at each other and walked over to the bathroom with Lake.

soon.

Lake got into the elevator.

The elevator goes up.

three minutes later.

Lake politely said let, and then walked out of the elevator directly.

This layer is not ICU.

The ICU is on the upper floor, but it is not impossible to take the elevator directly to the ICU at this time, but it is absolutely impossible to enter.

Because there must be officers from the New York Police Department there. If you steal a white coat, you can pretend to be a doctor and walk in the department at will. If you want to rely on the white coat to enter the ICU, it is completely overthinking.

That's the plot of the movie.

Lake grabbed a white coat mainly because he didn't want to splatter blood on himself when he was about to kill someone.

After all, Lake looks rich, but is actually very poor. The house is given away, and the car is an old second-hand car that has been used for five years, so the specially-made suit he wears is passable.

It's just such a customized set. Lake has a simple dream of filling his wardrobe with all kinds of customized suits when he can draw the lottery as he wants.

Entering the next stairs, climbing one floor, turning a corner, I immediately saw a special password door for medical staff leading to the ICU.

12138!

Lake, who was wearing leather gloves, directly entered the password he bought from the Continental Hotel with a gold coin when he just left the Xingchen Building.

Ding sound.

The red light on the combination lock instantly turned green.

Open the door.

A nurse who just passed by looked at Lake who walked in through the small door and frowned: "Hey, which department are you in, I don't know..."

Lake pointed the pistol at the little nurse in front of him, looked at the panicked expression on the latter's face, and smiled: "It's okay, you can call, you call, I promise not to kill you."

The words fall.

what! ! ! !

A high-pitched female voice chasing a Russian tenor instantly resounded through the entire ICU patient floor from the same place. The nurse in front of her threw away the documents in her hand, flexed her hands and used all her strength to shout a word.

There are assassins! ! ! !

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