At the moment when the prosecutor and the defense lawyer looked at each other, both of them were somewhat dumbfounded.

after all…

They are all expecting each other to die first, and then they can delay each other's time.

But now?

The Black Prosecutor Thomson was the quickest to regain his senses. He lifted the backpack that had just fallen to the ground, and walked towards a distant toilet without looking back.

The defense lawyer also turned around and left.

Inside the bathroom.

With a boom.

After the black prosecutor Thomson locked the toilet door, he sat on the toilet lid and wiped his face. His face was full of resentment, and he cursed the incompetent New York Police Department in his heart.

It's been so long. As a result, the New York Police Department seemed to have forgotten the case. Up to now, the culprit has not been arrested.

Incompetent.

at this time.

Boom!

"what…"

"Woo!"

Prosecutor Dahei looked at the toilet door being kicked open with a look of horror, and then stared at a man with a hood and a skull-printed T-shirt that instantly appeared in front of him.

"Hush!"

Frank directly covered Prosecutor Da Hei’s horrified face with his right hand. He wanted to scream with thick black lips. With a hoarse tone, he seemed to comfort Prosecutor Da Hei: "Quiet, quiet, don’t get excited. This is what you said."

The prosecutor Da Hei called out hum.

Clang.

Accompanied by the dark prosecutor’s shrinking eyes, Frank appeared with a sharp dagger in his right hand, and his hoarse tone matched the haggard face that fought for three thousand miles that night and calmly said: "Now, you have two choices. Either you go to die, or I will let you taste the pain after your wife and children’s life and death, how do you choose, respectable Mr. Prosecutor."

"Woo..."

"Sorry."

At the moment when Frank's right hand was just released, Prosecutor Dahei did not choose to scream, but panted and tried to make Frank put down his butcher knife in a panic tone: "Mr. Custer, that's the only one of us... !"

"only?"

"Woohoo!"

"select?"

"Woohoo!"

"Puff puff puff!"

"Uh uh uh…"

Accompanied by the shaking of the toilet cubicle, the shaking sound gradually disappeared. At this moment, the prosecutor Dahei, his chest was like a rag doll, softly leaning on the toilet, and the blood followed his body. The holes continue to overflow.

quickly.

The smell of blood came out.

At the same time, in the restroom not far away, the body belonging to the defense attorney had been found. Accompanied by a scream, the Kennedy Airport instantly entered the alert mode.

but…

When the police officers at the airport found the body of the black prosecutor, Frank had once again disappeared like a ghost.

According to reason.

Two corpses appeared in the restrooms of New York International Airport. This incident must be related to homeland security. After all, no one knows if there will be a murderer who pretended to be these two people and mixed in what flight.

The airport was also prepared to do what, but after the Homeland Security Bureau came over, after seeing the two corpses, they pulled the two corpses away, and the alert on the airport side was also lifted.

Except for the woman who first found the body, nearly 90% of the passengers at the airport still don't know what happened in the airport bathroom just now.

the next day.

After Lake woke up, he drove back to the New York Cemetery.

as predicted.

Frank, wearing a hood and a skull, sits cross-legged in front of the tombstones of his wife, daughter and son, motionless, like a living dead.

Lake walked over, glanced at Frank's expression, and couldn't help but startled.

Frank showed a kind of depravity in his whole body, his spirits and spirits, directly wilted to the extreme, it seemed that at the moment when the revenge was completed, his spirits and spirits were suddenly taken away.

but…

He ran for three thousand miles in one night, and he went from Arizona to New York City with a dagger in his hand. Frankly speaking, even if there was a plane or a special car to pick you up, it was quite tiring.

and.

Frank was also suppressed by a group of birdmen for more than a month. Although he had been supplemented by a large blood bottle, his body, which had been emptied, was the same as the continuous blood loss. The large blood bottle could replenish the life, but it could not replenish the already existing The injury.

But this is also good.

This body can be thrown away anyway.

Just before Lake came, George called him and he couldn’t handle the matter in the apartment building. Because Tuka’s death directly turned the case into a cross-state case, the FBI snatched it away. .

With the departure of the second generation of Hoover, the relationship between Lake’s homeland security and the current FBI has also left from the honeymoon period. It cannot be said that it has become an enemy directly, but it is no longer as close as it was before. .

and…

The newly appointed FBI director is also a big black, and Lake is even more lazy to deal with these guys.

Lake looked at him and turned a blind eye to Frank: "It is estimated that in ten minutes, the FBI will come and arrest you."

Frank's godless eyes focused on a little color and nodded.

Lake raised his eyebrows: "Acknowledge your fate?"

Frank shook his head and stared at the photo on the tombstone: "I miss my girl."

Lake: "..."

What a special thing.

Did Lao Tzu come here to eat dog food? Is it possible to eat dog food in this kind of place?

Lake felt tired for a while, sighed, shook his right hand, and threw a pistol in front of Frank.

Frank looked down at the pistol that fell in front of him.

"Do you believe me?"

"letter."

"Then you commit suicide, I will take you to see Maria and the others."

"…it is good!"

Frank heard these words from Lake, with a sigh, the billowing fireworks reignited in his eyes, turning his head to look at Lake next to Lake, watching Lake’s face that didn’t look like a fake, and then said directly after being silent for 0.5 seconds. He said yes, and then grabbed the pistol that was dropped in front of him, pointed it directly at his temple, and pulled the trigger directly between the sparks and flints.

The kind that is not at all ambiguous and hesitant.

"boom!"

"front!"

"Hurry up!"

"There are gunshots, doggie!"

"..."

Almost at the moment Frank fell to the ground, with the appearance of a federal agent, he saw it from a distance. The suspect they wanted to capture was holding a pistol and pointing the trigger directly at his head. .

Next second.

The white and the red danced in a flurry of moments, and then, with a thump, Frank, whose eyes had completely lost any glamour, fell straight toward the bluestone floor on one side.

"Fak!"

The federal agent ran over and quickly smashed Frank who had fallen on the ground, and then tested Frank's breathing, and couldn't help but cursed violently.

case…

Is it over?

The suspects committed suicide in fear of the crime, but didn't the case end?

So, we came a lonely?

The federal agents who also emerged from the grove behind him looked at this scene and stared at each other.

In the **** dimension.

Lake directly blasted out of the Chaos Underworld, and then at the moment Frank's soul was about to enter the passage of hell, he robbed him directly. By the way, he looked at Mephisto, who was running with the sword of **** fire, and once again, with Mo Festo fought together.

As always.

Lake performed a performance this time, and after causing Mephisto to accidentally trip over again, after snatching another ray of hell's origin power, he took Frank's soul through the gate of Chaos Hades and came to it. Above his underworld.

Next second.

Frank in the state of soul, when he saw his wife Maria and his daughter Martha, he naturally staged a warm and affectionate drama.

but…

When this affectionate drama began to turn into an unscrupulous tongue-and-kiss drama, Lake's brows and heart pounded to a halt.

Frank and Maria, who were in a state of selflessness, heard the disturbing cough, and the two returned to their senses. Then, they looked at each other and smiled without embarrassment.

Frank returned to his previous appearance, holding his lost wife Maria, UU reading www.uukanshu.com turned his head and looked at Lake: "Can't you cough later?"

Lake said blankly: "I'm afraid you will take a step closer and do shameful things directly on Mingtu, and spoil the pure souls of Mingtu."

The souls in the soul packs obtained from the lottery are the most simple souls. Simply put, those souls are just souls, and there is no desire.

It can be said…

These souls can become **** creatures in hell, but if they are in heaven, they can also be transformed into the purest angels directly.

Frank shrugged and said, "I'm already dead, do I still need to worry about this issue?"

Lake said angrily: "Do you think I let you die just to reunite you with Maria?"

Frank shook his head: "I don't think so, so, what do you want me to do for you and help you manage this place?"

Lake rolled his eyes: "Just you, you can easily be brainwashed by the bird-men and let you manage my underworld. I am afraid that you will take my underworld collectively to rebel."

Frank's face was reddened, and he coughed and said, "The **** group of birdmen used Maria's voice and appearance to confuse me. I also found out later."

Lake sneered: "If it wasn't for me to break up with you, would you find out so quickly?"

Frank's eyes twitched, and he changed the subject directly: "Okay, what do you want to do, do you a coolie, be a cow and a horse? Okay, I think, who will let you save Maria."

Lake chuckled and said, "You don't have to be a cow or a horse, but you are right. It is not impossible to let you manage the Hades. I give you this opportunity to see the 108 magic stars in the sky?"

Frank followed the direction of Lake's finger and looked up.

One hundred and eight magic stars, brilliant!

…