"Bah, I look down on the people who were chased in the videos the most in China.
I always feel that they are too idiotic.
I didn't expect that I would be here today."
Looking at the gray and black walls around me, with pieces of paint about to peel off, I felt wet.
There was some water on the floor, two or three pieces of furniture with rusty parts, and then touching the hard bed board under him, the young man smiled helplessly.
I just took it upon myself to take out three bullets from the body.
Although with my good reflexes, those bullets only damaged the muscles and not the bones, but the consequence of the massive blood loss was that I could only lie down like a dead dog.
Here, I am waiting for my energy to recover little by little.
If my physique wasn't much better than ordinary people's, and my willpower was hundreds of times stronger, I might have died long ago.
On the left shoulder, a bullet grazed the collarbone and passed through.
He was really lucky.
If he had dodged a little slower, the main artery in the neck would have been severed on the spot.
Damn it, why have I gone crazy?
It’s so easy to come to London during a month and a half of vacation.
Why should I meddle in other people’s business?
The intelligence of the ghost team is accurate, but it’s too much to rush into the British Ministry of Defense by myself.
You are being arrogant.
Although you have obtained the information, you have also lost contact with your superiors and units at the same level.
Damn it, you will definitely be sent to the southern rainforest for two months for survival training after you return.
I hope the British agents won't find me so soon.
God, just give me seven days.
In seven days, I should be able to regain some energy.
Hopefully the owner of this damn pheasant shop has a good reputation as he promises.
He swore that three wanted criminals from Interpol had escaped the limelight here.
Damn it, there's no other way, just risk your life.
He closed his eyes quietly, took a gentle breath, and with difficulty lifted the breath from Xiao Zhuji's mouth, and began to flow with difficulty in the meridians that had become numb due to blood loss.
Two agents in neat suits got out of a car, carefully walked through the bumpy sidewalk filled with water, and walked into the reception hall of the store, which was less than eight square meters.
An agent gently knocked on the table in the corner of the room and asked the boss inside: "Is there anyone strange here?"
There was no answer for a long time.
The boss, who was as fat as a pig, had just drank a lot of beer, and his face was so red that he could bleed.
He continued to lie on the table, snoring slightly, and fell asleep comfortably.
The two young agents changed their faces and hammered the table hard with a loud bang.
The boss suddenly jumped up, took out an ancient revolver, and roared loudly: " Fuck you two sons of bitches. . . .
Ah, sir, I'm glad to be of service to you."
Seeing the documents in the hands of the two agents, he pretended to be ugly.
With the appearance of a deputy noble, he bowed reservedly.
One agent asked, "Are there any eyesores here?
We're looking for a guy with a gunshot wound."
Upstairs, he was calmly adjusting his breath and climbed up quickly, taking out his gun.
The movement was too fierce and too big, and he involved the wound on his body.
Severe pain came, and he couldn't help but let out a few muffled groans.
Stars flashed in front of his eyes, and he fell weakly on the bed, crying secretly in his heart.
The wound twitched for a while, and even though his body was as strong as a tiger, he fainted from the pain.
The boss downstairs pretended to shrug his shoulders, but the fat on his body only twitched a few times.
He said with a smile: "Sir, there are three people with gunshot wounds..."
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He lowered his voice mysteriously.
The voice sounded: "Oh, sir, please They must be looking for them.
I knew they were not good people when I saw them.
Phew.
Three Eastern Europeans had several holes punched in their bodies.
Did they commit something?
Well, I am a good law-abiding citizen.
I will absolutely cooperate with your work.”
The two agents frowned, and the three Eastern Europeans The boss smiled flatteringly, rubbed the three fingers of his right hand gently, raised his eyebrows frivolously at the two agents, winked like a playboy flirting with a peerless beauty, and whispered : "Sir, a little bounty is enough.
I'm not greedy...I only need 20 bounty for whatever reward they offer...
Hehe."
The two agents looked at each other disappointedly, but out of duty, they felt they should go to the room to investigate. . .
Um.
The two of them looked at the dark staircase, which was just enough for the two of them to pass each other, and there was a greasy and slippery layer of unknown objects on the steps.
Their hearts twitched and they hesitated.
The boss snickered a few times in his heart, nodded and said, "Sir, I have more than forty customers here now.
Haha, they are all standard duty people, except for the few guys who threw me a bunch of banknotes yesterday. . . .
Hey, I’ll point you to the fifth room on the left on the third floor.”
The two agents looked at each other and saw that a wonderful person who was described as a standard duty person by the boss had already walked downstairs.
A man with a big comb hair, hair dyed blood red, deep green eye shadow, false eyelashes two centimeters long, plump chest, thick thighs, towering belly, mouth as if he had just sucked A woman with a bloody pig's mouth walked downstairs wearing an almost transparent gauze dress.
On his thick fingers, a low-quality cigar exuded a strong stench, and the red-painted nails looked like pieces of solidified blood.
The woman looked at the two handsome young agents, whistled softly, showed a bright smile, and naturally approached them, and a pungent aroma suddenly hit her face.
The woman asked softly: "Two handsome guys, it's going to be dark soon.
How about one of you taking care of my business?
You can come up at the same time...
Oh, twenty pounds or twenty-five euros each, you guys?"
Should it be in pounds or euros?”
The boss nodded and bowed beside him and said: "Haha, gentlemen, although Marissa is a little older, her kung fu is very good.
People in the circle are happy to find her."
The two agents forcibly controlled their vomiting and said hurriedly: "Boss, if you see a tall young Asian with a gunshot wound in the future, please inform our MI6 immediately...
Oh, God. ."
The two ran away. . .
That woman, that damn inferior, was a man, and the two poor little agents could clearly see the Adam's apple on his neck.
No wonder the boss said that people in the circle are happy to find him.
No wonder he uses hi instead of her.
The boss smiled and shouted from behind: "Don't worry, sir, I am willing to serve His Majesty the King...
Hehe."
The boss thought about it in his mind.
It seems that this boy is very hot.
When the time comes, he will be given a heavy blow.
It’s just a good deal.
Yawning, the boss looked at Marissa and said viciously: "Damn it, two rookies who just came out of an aristocratic school...
Marissa, I wish you good luck today, damn, you owe me Two weeks’ rent.”
Marissa showed a sad look in her eyes, blinked and stared at the boss with big eyes and said: "Dear, I've been having bad luck lately.
I've lived with you for three years.
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When did I ever default on my rent?
Well...
I I have a good suggestion.
How about we make a deal and replace the rent?
Your figure is not bad..."
Marissa looked at the boss's chubby figure affectionately and laughed.
The fat all over the boss's body shook and he shook his head repeatedly: "Forget it, forget it, I'll give you another month.
Damn it, I'm not a gay."
Marissa blew a quick kiss and said with a smile: "Well, goodbye, my dear, I will imagine that my first guest will be you later...
Oh, such a cute baby."
Taking an easy catwalk, Marissa walked out wiggling her strong butt.
Just as he reached the door, a few big men with sinister faces happened to come in.
They glared at him fiercely and yelled in a low voice: "Get out of here, you bitch."
Marissa trembled all over and leaned against the wall in a hurry.
After these seven disheveled and drunken men swaggered into the reception hall, she carefully rubbed the edges and slipped out, walking quickly in a panic.
He opened it and muttered slightly: "Oh God, God bless you, boss, who have you offended?"
The boss who had just sat down and was about to catch up on his drowsiness stood up as if his butt was on fire.
He greeted him obsequiously, took out a few cigarettes and handed them over with a smile, and said in a low voice: "Ah, gentlemen, may I ask?
He Guigan, my expenses for this month have already been paid to Baoli, I am never short of payment.”
The big man who took the lead glanced around the store, snorted a few times, and swaggeringly, as if he had given the boss a huge honor, smoked the cigarette in his hand, handed it to the companions behind him, and asked in a deep voice. : “Damn it, you think we’re collecting protection money Those are rubbish, they are not qualified to help me...
The big boss is looking for someone, an Asian with short hair and about 180 centimeters tall, with three spots on his body.
Or four gunshot wounds.”
The boss's face changed.
He hesitated for less than 05 seconds before several big men started to laugh ferociously.
They surrounded him and stared at him with malicious eyes: "Oh, my dear, you know a little bit.
News, okay?
Yes, tell us that the big boss ordered Boss Charlie, and Boss Charlie ordered Boss Scott, and Boss Scott told us that if anyone dares to delay the big boss’s search for someone, he can go Africa is mining.”
Seven daggers with blood stains and unidentified attachments were revealed, and the big man in the lead said ferociously: "Baby, I hope you don't have a daughter, otherwise I will be happy to fuck her...
Including your wife, even her Too old and ugly, but those illegal workers from Africa will happily take turns playing with an old white lady.”
The boss was sweating profusely and almost fell to the ground.
Of course he knew what the big boss meant.
He was the monster-level big shot who controlled the entire London underworld and whom no one dared to offend.
Bah, for the reward of one thousand euros, why should I bring my life and property to the agents to deal with it?
If something happens, those gentlemen will not embarrass a small person like him, but these people in front of them are different.
Their only pleasure is to embarrass themselves like this. of little people. . .
The boss has absolutely no doubt that they will do what they promise.
The boss stammered: "Fourth floor, third room on the right...
He's in there...
You'd better not alert him.
He has weapons on him, I saw it."
The seven big men had faces full of ecstasy and snickered a few words in a low voice.
Four people were left guarding the shop while the other three hurriedly ran out.
Ten minutes later, he woke up, struggled, and grabbed the corner of the bedside table with trembling hands.
He managed to stand up, and carefully pressed the little finger-sized alloy strapped to his body.
Container, he gently opened the door and walked out.
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Swaying slightly, without making any footsteps like a civet, he arrived at the stairs of the second floor.
He secretly glanced at the store and saw that there were suddenly four more people.
His heart sank, and he instinctively followed the retreat route he had planned when he entered.
He stopped just after taking three steps, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "Damn it, with my current physical strength, it is impossible to safely walk down from the fire escape...
And, damn, they should be there There are people behind, so maybe it’s easier to break through from the front.”
He did what he thought of, and walked down the stairs in small steps.
He gently pressed the small deadly container with his left hand and walked slowly to the end of the stairs.
His feet were already positioned as the easiest part to exert force. .
When the four big men saw him, their faces turned slightly.
The leading big man came over immediately, reached out to touch his shoulders, and whispered: "Sir, please don't run around, our boss is looking for you..."
Before he finished speaking, the big man felt an irresistible force coming from his right hand.
His body flew more than three meters like a cloud and mist, and fell heavily to the sidewalk.
With a strange cry, he almost died.
I lost my breath and was unable to get up for a while.
The other three people stared at the young man in the trench coat with their mouths open.
They just flicked and turned with their right hands.
Why did their boss fly out and fall into a pool of sewage, making out with two dead mice?
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The young man showed a threatening expression, glared at the boss and the three big men, and walked slowly towards the door.
Well, across the street, two people who were almost naked got out of a taxi.
The woman, well, just got in the car and left, maybe the driver needed to be killed. . .
I hope I still have strength by then.
A small blow from the cloud-moving hand just now has exhausted the little internal energy I had just accumulated.
Now the muscles, bones, and internal organs all over my body are screaming.
I hope I still have strength. , a little bit, just a little bit is enough. . .
The minds of young people are almost blank.
After making a plan, they act according to instinct.
Like a zombie, he moved his body slowly and called out: "taxi."
Then he waved to the taxi seven or eight meters away.
The three big men were anxious.
If this kid ran away, not to mention not getting the bounty, Boss Charlie would skin Boss Scott, and Boss Scott would definitely kill him first. . .
They rushed up and stopped in front of the young man: "Hey, kid, listen, just follow us.
We don't mean any harm."
No wonder there is no malice. . .
The taxi opposite had already turned around and arrived at the entrance of the store.
However, seeing the situation inside the store, the driver hesitated for a moment, then the car started to start slowly, and then quickly slipped away.
The young man felt anxious and pushed it out with one hand.
The three big men quickly dodged, then rushed up and hugged him tightly.
The leading man who was still lying on the ground laughed excitedly: "Ha, boy, you can't run away, damn it." ” The wound on the young man's body was squeezed, and he could even feel strands of blood flowing out of the wound.
It hurts, it hurts, it fucking hurts. . .
I felt barbaric in my heart, damn, I will fight with you.
Without saying anything, he forcibly raised his breath and let out a loud roar: "Open it, open it, open it."
The last word "open" sounded like thunder in the ears of the three big men, and the three of them were stunned.
Suddenly, it felt like the person he was holding in his hands was no longer a person, but an exploding grenade.
A huge force like an electric shock came, and the three people flew out with a mouthful of blood.
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The young man's blood spurted out more and farther, and all the strength in his body seemed to be about to spurt out.
He could no longer see anything, and there was a buzzing in his ears.
Only the words of the leader of the Wandering Soul Group were vaguely still ringing: "A super weapon jointly developed by nine super military industrial companies in the United Kingdom and the United States...
He What the hell is this?
Are you the only one here?
It would be great if there were a few more.
Damn it, I can’t steal the information with my current manpower.”
Damn it, didn't I already grab the information by myself?
The information, yes, the information must be sent away, otherwise my death will be in vain. . .
From a distance, there seemed to be a car driving over.
Was it a taxi?
Before he could think about this question clearly, he had already taken out a banknote and waved it gently.
He got in the car, then went to the suburbs, killed the driver, and walked away.
Survive in the wild, use exercises to heal injuries, and transfer data. . .
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he had already instinctively formulated an escape plan.
Three elongated black cars drove over.
They were not taxis.
So, it had nothing to do with him.
Like a puppet, the young man wandered towards the end of this small branch road.
Taxi, taxi . . .
These three words were swirling in his head.
The doors of three black cars opened, and a dozen black men wearing black suits and tough auras walked out neatly and slowly surrounded him.
The young man's head suddenly woke up, his blood-red eyes stared at these people, and he kept thinking in his heart: "Damn, it's not like the military intelligence people, there can't be a white person, damn, What kind of person are you?"
He has short fiery red hair, a pair of tattered jeans that can be thrown into the trash, a pair of Nike sneakers that are two years out of date, and a lazy face with a hint of malice.
A young man doesn't care about the sewage next to the car door.
The pit was stepped out with one step.
Immediately afterwards, a yellow-haired boy wearing only a pair of beach shorts and slippers, with his upper body completely naked, sneaked out cunningly.
He didn't care about the dead rat beside the car door and stepped on it.
The two people were holding, well, high-grade hemp eyes, produced in South America, and the mark on them belonged to the largest guerrilla group in Colombia. . .
Gangsters, not agents.
The young man felt a little relieved and kept a trace of clarity in his mind.
He slowly and carefully walked over while rubbing the shoulders of Jester and Chekov.
Jester's right hand quickly grabbed his right wrist, and the young man was shocked.
It was so fast.
He made a backhand, his wrist shook slightly, and three fingers tore at Jester's wrist veins like iron claws.
Something shocked the young man.
Jester's wrist was like a snake, wrapping around his fingers.
He tightly held his wrist vein, and then, a huge wave of heat flowed along his fingers.
My own meridians pulsed in, and the zhenqi in my body was completely gone.
There was no resistance at all.
This warm water-like zhenqi actually hovered in my body for nine weeks.
The meridians damaged by the bullets were almost Cheering to welcome this force full of vitality.
Funny, ridiculous, you gotta joke. . .
There may be secret service organizations abroad that learn Chinese qigong, but if they can practice to this level, I won't believe it even if I beat myself to death.
The young man was stunned and speechless. . .
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Kane, who was extremely tall and wore a tight-fitting black T-shirt on his upper body, revealing his iron-like muscles.
Then Jester and Chekov jumped out of the car, as if they were throwing a bone to a dog.
I threw a dozen stacks of banknotes casually and gave them to him, who was still lying there.
The four big men grunting on the ground then pointed to the three big men standing nearby who were timidly reporting the news and said: "You guys, go abroad to avoid the limelight and come back in half a year...
After one hour, if you are still there If I see you in London, I’ll kill you and come back in half a year.”
The three big men did not dare to say anything, so they helped the slightly injured boss and ran away with their three more seriously injured companions.
Kane threw a wad of bills into the store and shouted in a low voice: "Watch your foul mouth, do you understand?"
The boss was so frightened that he almost knelt on the ground, nodded quickly, and then looked at the banknotes worth at least 20,000 yuan with greedy eyes.
Chekov had already whispered a few words in halting Chinese: "Zhang Gui" The young man gave up the idea of resistance.
In fact, he was unable to resist Jester.
After Jester's true energy poured into his body, it almost controlled all his actions. and. . .
Zhang Guigui should be a wandering spirit, right?
Jester dragged the young man to the car and whispered: "Kane, there is no need to waste money, kill that boss."
Kane thought for a while, then took out a dagger and threw it away with a wave of his hand.
The boss who was picking up the banknotes on the ground felt a tremor all over.
The dagger had penetrated into his head and entered his body. . .
Kane waved his hand, and all his subordinates got into the car and sped away.
Chekov secretly ejected a blade from the car window and cut the throat of a homeless man who was huddled in the corner and witnessed all this.
Jester nodded and said in a deep voice: "Okay, I don't know anyone else who has seen all this.
It should be safe."
Chekov let out a sharp laugh: "Hey hey hey hey hey, for insurance, why don't we just blow up this street?"
Jester and Kane rolled their eyes and ignored him.
Kane asked the young man in a deep voice: "Please relax, we are friends, Zhang asked our boss to come to you...
Zhang is waiting for you in our hometown, can you sustain it?"
At this moment, the young man's body is full of true energy, and his whole body is as lively as if he were soaked in a basin of warm water.
The wound has been stimulated by Jester's true energy and has begun to heal at a speed ten times faster than ordinary people.
He gently took a breath of infuriating energy.
Driven by Jester's true energy, the infuriating energy flowed unimpeded in his meridians, and his energy recovered bit by bit.
He nodded: "Well, thank you, I'm much better, I should be fine."
Jester rolled his eyes: "Don't be too careless.
You are relying on my strength to support you now.
If I let go now, you will definitely faint and never wake up again.
Return to your hometown and give you two packs of plasma.
Just take a few shots of antibiotics and your life will be guaranteed."
Chekov laughed: "Jester, it looks like you can be a doctor now."
Jester snorted coldly: "When my boss and I were on the street, we were almost hacked to death.
This is how we saved ourselves."
Chekov stuck out his tongue and stopped talking.
Yi Chen was currently entertaining Ying in the living room of China Town.
He said with a smile, "Master Ying, I think I have some business that we can discuss."
Ying looked at Yi Chen curiously: "Yi, aren't we cooperating in business now?"
Yi Chen waved his hands gracefully and said: "No, no, no, this is different.
It was a big deal.
This time I just earned some pocket money...Yes, a little pocket money
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