Chapter 748 A Mysterious Mission

Bob Leeswager dragged a body toward Timmons' bathroom.

Timmons, who had been standing at the window watching the "tragedy" happening in front of the restaurant, looked dejectedly at the remaining "unfamiliar faces" downstairs, including one of his colleagues.

Timmons didn't know why the FBI would send people here at this time. They should know clearly that there is no need for protection here, so why send people here?

Timmons knew clearly that the scared guy was extremely unpopular, but he didn't expect that he would be sent to die.

Hearing the movement behind him, Timmons glanced back, and then prepared to see if the cruel executioner would really kill those unlucky guys who appeared out of nowhere as he said.

Timmons, who had just turned his head, suddenly felt something was wrong. He quickly turned back and rushed to the bathroom door, shouting to Bob who was putting a body into the bathtub: "Hey, what did you do? This body Where did it come from?”

Bob lifted the legs of the corpse and put it into the bathtub. When he heard Timmons's cry, he looked back, thought for a while and said, "There is a wave of people coming to you. I can see clearly that they are rushing towards you." Came here."

Timmons spread his hands, looked at Bob with a strange expression in disbelief, and said, "So you just killed them? Didn't you consider recording a confession for them?"

What evidence do you have that they are here to find me? I looked up the information about that car 3 hours ago. Are some people in the United States so efficient? "

Bob threw a mobile phone to Timmons, then pointed out the window and said a little awkwardly: "I only killed this one. He should be a backup support. I just went out to check the surrounding environment. I I discovered them by accident...

I didn't have time to kill them, they met that scary guy, and they were armed..."

Timmons nodded suddenly. There was really no need for Bob to deceive himself, so he turned on the phone in his hand.

The image inside was a photo of a car trunk, inside which was a strange brace connected to the neck and arm, some interrogation drugs and a bag of drugs.

Timmons flipped through a few photos and then asked inexplicably: "What are these? Shoulder and neck correctors?"

Bob looked back at Timmons, who had a puzzled look on his face, hesitated for a moment and then said, "This should be a tool for you to use to commit suicide."

As he spoke, Bob gestured to a posture where his neck and arms were forcibly fixed, and then his arms made a gesture that was forcibly driven by mechanical force. He made a "bang" sound in his mouth, which startled Timmons, who was a little scared.

"Interrogation, drug use, suicide, and maybe they will force you to write an emotional suicide note..."

Timmons frowned sadly, angrily kicked the bathroom wall a few times, swore a few curse words, then looked at Bob and said, "What now? Get this body up." What to do?"

Bob looked at Timmons in confusion and said, "What else? Let the body be left in that car? And then wait for others to find it and come to the door?"

Timmons looked at this hick who knew almost nothing about Hell's Kitchen with some pain, and said, "You think no one will know that you did it..."

Just when Bob wanted to explain to Timmons how professional he was, there was a knock on the door of the apartment...

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In Old William's Shotgun Bar, William Rush was sitting at the edge of the bar, holding a hand-rolled marijuana in his hand and chatting with a blond girl in OL outfit.

"Girls like you are rare here. For your personal safety, please allow me to drink with you and take you home!"

A muscular bartender whose arms were covered with tattoos wiped his wine glass and said to the blonde beauty who seemed to be attracted to William Rush: "If I were you, I would stay away from this guy. He has hit a wall with the devil. He just wants to find excitement now..."

William Rush slapped the table with dissatisfaction and shouted to the tattooed bartender: "Hey, man, which man in Hell's Kitchen hasn't been in the Witcher Bar? I at least kissed Camilla's lips..."

The tattooed bartender raised his eyebrows at the tough-tongued William Rush and said mockingly: "Then you "orgasm" and then go home and lie down for three days before you can get out of bed."

As he spoke, the tattooed bartender glanced at the blonde beauty, and then said to William Rush: "Man, let yourself recuperate for a while and let this beauty go. Since she sat here, the drinks in the bar have been sold faster than usual. A little bit."

The tattooed bartender's compliment obviously impressed the blonde beauty. She smiled, raised her glass to the bartender, and said, "You are really good at talking. My name is Dana, nice to meet you!"

As she spoke, Dana took a sip of the cocktail in her hand, looked at William Rush with great interest and said, "What kind of beauty can make you lie in bed for three days? I'm so curious, are you really a doctor?"

Just when William Rush thought he was lucky, Robert, wearing a black old-school trench coat, walked over to the blonde beauty and sat down next to him. He smiled at the tattooed bartender, showing 8 white teeth, and said, "Give it to me." A glass of hot water, Barry."

As he spoke, Robert took out a small triangle made of white paper towels from his pocket. He carefully spread the paper towel on the bar, carefully flattened the slightly wrinkled corners of the paper towel, revealing a black tea bag inside, and then He looked at the bartender Barry expectantly.

The tattooed bartender Barry took the opportunity to dig out an exquisite silver teapot and a small black tea cup from under the bar. He walked to the sink and cleaned it carefully. After wiping it dry with a clean cloth, he put it down respectfully. He stood in front of Robert and said, "Do you need anything else? I have the Southeast Asian white sugar collected by the boss. I may need these for black tea."

Robert smiled and nodded and said, "Why not? I hope old William won't deduct your salary for this."

Barry smiled and took out a small jar of white sugar that looked nothing special and put it in front of Robert, then winked and said, "Our boss has diabetes..."

As he spoke, Barry bent down and rested his elbows on the bar, pursed his lips and hesitated for a moment, then said: "Toby found a job in Greenwich District. He said you introduced him, thank you!"

Robert smiled and nodded, and said: "Actually, it has nothing to do with me, I just pushed him gently, it was his own wish.

Some people can remain "calm" no matter where they are.

But if some people want to get rid of their current life, they first need to change their surrounding environment!

Hell's Kitchen shouldn't be anyone's destination, and Toby at least took an important step! "

As he spoke, Robert picked up the black tea bag and carefully put it into the delicate little teapot. Then he smiled at Barry who was a little distracted and said, "Man, give me some hot water."

Barry was stunned for a moment, smiled and filled the teapot with hot water, then stood up and nodded respectfully to Robert, then turned to greet other guests.

The blonde beauty was obviously attracted by Robert. She looked at Robert drinking black tea in the bar with some surprise, and then said tentatively: "It is really rare to drink black tea in the bar at this time..."

Robert showed a standard smile, looked at the blonde beauty, smiled and shook his head, and said: "You are right, I should be on the balcony at home at this point, enjoying it.

But a bunch of fools broke into Hell's Kitchen, and they probably don't even know what they're doing...

As a senior, I think I should give some advice to the younger generations! "

As he spoke, the smile on Robert's face disappeared. He glanced at the four men working in a dark booth in the corner not far away, then pursed his lips and looked at the blonde beauty seriously, and said, "I'm usually happy to give to others. Second chance, get out of here, Isa Foster.”

William Rush looked at the serious-looking Robert with dissatisfaction and shouted: "Hey, man, this is a good opportunity for me to spend the night with a beautiful agent, and you messed up my date."

Robert looked at the cynical William Rush, squinted his eyes and shook his head, pointing to the booth in the corner, and then said: "Then you found the wrong time, their time is very tight, I guess you just need to walk out In this bar, you’ll get nothing but veritaserum.”

The blonde beauty Isa Foster looked at William Rush in disbelief. A few minutes ago, this guy looked like a fool with a sperm on his head, but now he seemed to be the one without a brain.

"Who are you? What do you want to do? How do you know my identity?" Isa Foster looked at Robert and said with some horror.

Robert looked at the girl in front of him with some sympathy, shook his head and said: "Still the same old thing, right? I only give you goals and tasks, and you don't even know what you are doing!

Isa, you are a good girl, dedicated and hard-working. You just returned to New York from France today. Don’t let yourself die here!

It's not worth giving up your life for some people or things. As long as you go home now, I will write you a letter of recommendation in a few days...

Tell me who gave you the order, then go home, sleep, and forget about this place!

You deserve a second chance! "

Isa's agent instinct made her feel that the incident was unusual, but the same instinct made her reluctant to give up her mission.

Robert glanced at the four men in suits who had gathered around him, smiled and waved to Barry, who was about to take the gun, to signal him to put down the gun.

Faced with the siege of four guys standing behind him in a fan shape, with obvious ill intentions, Robert looked at Isa and shook his head with a smile, then looked down at the electronic watch in his hand that did not match him. He said softly, "Five seconds~"