Chapter 95: Hydra's Contact (Reward plus update, 35, thanks to Murong Xiaobai HB brother!)
Sabine Morrow.
A killer, and a freelance killer who is a crowdsourced rider like Lake. He has extraordinary skills, blond hair and blue eyes, good looks, likes diamonds, prefers diamonds, and kills people simply for the money.
Sabine looked at Lake, who was blowing smoke rings. "So, you're single now?"
Lake shrugged.
He is not a scumbag. At least, as long as he is in a relationship, Lake is very loyal to it.
But Lake is single now.
Seeing the teasing in Sabine's eyes, Lake didn't bother to talk nonsense and asked directly, "Who can ask you to act as a middleman?"
Sabine's eyes turned into stars: "They gave a diamond, a really big one."
Sooner or later you will die on diamonds.
Lake sighed inwardly and asked again, "Who?"
Sabine said, "It's a European underground organization. I've taken their orders a few times. I don't know where they heard that every time I come to New York, I always ask you to come over and warm my bed, so they wanted me to do a favor."
Lake automatically ignored the word "bed warmer". There were not many temporary lovers. Killing one less was one less. He already had the title of "Are you in love? The deadly kind". Lake didn't want another temporary, deadly kind.
This title doesn't sound nice.
Sabine asked curiously, "Why did they come to you? To place an order with you?"
Lake sneered, "If you ask me to place an order, there are at least thousands of assassins in New York. Several of the top-ranked ones are all in New York. Who am I?"
Sabine shrugged. "Then I don't know. Anyway, I've taken their payment, and I've paid yours. When are you free to meet?"
Lake was speechless: "You call that a reward?"
"Isn't it?"
"You're on top, I'm on the bottom, you're pinning me down and not letting me move, and you call that a reward?"
"...Understood."
"…"
the next day.
Lake felt weak.
Sabine next to her was in high spirits. She hadn't slept all night and didn't look tired at all.
Lake slowly stood up and put on his clothes: "Tonight, Continental Hotel, underground bar."
Five hundred thousand is enough for five draws.
If Lake knew that someone was willing to pay to meet him, he wouldn't have waited until the actual meeting and would have made money from this long ago.
Huh.
It doesn't seem too late?
Do you want to learn from a certain stock god and start an auction for dinner in the killer world?
...never mind.
Lake's idea flashed through his mind and he crushed it immediately. The rich killers were all top-notch, while the poor killers and the new killers who had just come out had no money. If that happened, Lake's current value of 200,000 as a starting order would not increase but decrease. Lake would probably cry to death.
Lake already knew who was going to see him that night.
At this time, at this point in time, who else would want to meet the Black King? It must be Hydra. All in all, the person or organization that has a grudge against Lake and has not been exterminated is the Hydra Bureau.
A combination of S.H.I.E.L.D. and SHIELD.
The same thing.
Riker doesn't want to help Hydra destroy S.H.I.E.L.D., nor does he want to help S.H.I.E.L.D. destroy Hydra, so this is the situation we have today.
Try another organization.
A typical example is the mutual aid association that doesn't even have a grave.
That night.
When Lake walked into the Continental Bar, the first thing he saw was Sabine sitting in the corner.
And... a man.
A handsome old man.
With short white hair, a white beard and a scarf, he looks like a real gentleman.
Lake sat down and looked at Sabine.
Sabine introduced each other, then stood up, holding her own glass: "You guys take your time chatting."
She was the middleman. Since both protagonists were present, there was no reason for Sabine to stay any longer. This was also the rule of the killer world, a rule formed by the experience gained by the killer predecessors with their blood.
Liszt.
Lake looked at the old gentleman sitting opposite him, thinking about the name Sabine had just introduced.
really.
Hydra's.
This Lister is a doctor. I don't know whether he has a doctoral certificate or not. However, everyone in Hydra calls him that, so he should have a certificate.
Dr. Lister is a senior officer of Hydra, and should be from Baron Straker's faction. In the plot, he is mainly responsible for researching Inhumans. However, there are still six years before the plot begins, so it is reasonable that Dr. Lister is not in his Arctic base at this time but in the Federation.
"So..."
Lake thought so, came back to his senses, leaned back in his chair, and looked at Lister thoughtfully: "Dr. Lister, why did you spend half a million dollars to see me? Do you have an order for me?"
Liszt shook his head: "No, we want to make friends with Mr. Black King."
Lake raised his eyebrows: "Make friends, five hundred thousand is just to make friends?"
MMP.
Why does it feel like other people never treat money as money?
Lake was extremely speechless. He was thankful to have a savings of 100,000 yuan at the end of every year, but others would take 500,000 yuan without blinking an eye, and just to make friends.
Mom, I don't want to work hard anymore.
Cough cough.
Lake controlled his emotions. He knew he couldn't get on the boat in front of him. If he did, he would be completely fooled.
If Lake wanted to live off his wife, he would have done so when he was twenty years old.
Men should be self-reliant!
Liszt took out a piece of paper from his pocket, on which was written a string of numbers and a password, and handed it to Lake: "This is the gift we agreed on."
Five hundred thousand!
Lake raised his eyebrows, laughed, and calmly put the note back into his handbag without even looking at it. Then he looked at Lister and said, "Okay, we are friends now."
No matter what Hydra's plan was, they were willing to spend 500,000 real money just to make friends with Lake even though Lake had killed the entire family of one of their executives.
Lake thought that he could try to get to know this friend.
It's not about money.
It's mainly about the other party's attitude and respect for Lake.
Um.
That's it.
After seeing Lake accept it, Liszt felt a little certain in his heart: "Mr. Black King, since we are friends, then, if we place an order in the future, will you accept it?"
Lake glanced at Lister and said, "I only accept high-value targets, only those within the New York area, and those with direct legal charges. I have time. If they meet these four requirements, I will accept the order."
Lake doesn't like the small order of 20,000 yuan.
Big order, Lake feels bad for killing a good man.
After leaving New York, Lake was too lazy to make a special trip for the orders that met the high value and had a dark history, so he was too lazy to take them.
Lister was silent for a moment, then asked cautiously, "What if it's an agent who just joined the Department of Homeland Security?"
Lake looked up.
quite a while.
Lake laughed and said, "Except for the one person who saved my life, I will accept all others as long as they comply with my rules."
Liszt: "…"