Some people observing secretly did not realize what was happening.
They only saw the hooded guy holding the strong man's wrist, something flashed, and the strong man fell on the table.
The sharp-eyed person saw a few drops of blood on the table and then quietly slipped out of the side door.
After the old customer came to his senses, without saying a word, he packed up his things and ran towards the door as if he were fleeing. It was as if he suddenly remembered that the gas was not turned off at home and the old smoking father who had rhinitis called his son to ask where he put the lighter.
Some people who didn't understand the situation saw others running away, and they thought the cop was coming and ran out with them. The underground bar that was bustling a few minutes ago suddenly only had the bartender and Ai Liang left.
The little bartender was also a little confused. Could it be that this place was exposed?
He immediately contacted the boss to report the situation, and the two waiters who were waiting upstairs also came down with guns drawn.
"Awei! What happened? Why did everyone run away?!"
"I do not know either."
The little bartender looked innocent.
After the lazy waiter took a look around, he found Ai Liang sitting on the seat and the strong man lying on his stomach. To be precise, it was the strong man's body.
Seeing the blood on the table, the waiter sneered and pointed his gun at Ai Liang: "Don't you know you can't do anything here!"
"Who specified it?"
"You T"
The waiter was just about to shoot and teach this ignorant guy a lesson when the boss's voice came from the headset. He carefully observed Ai Liang's dress, then walked aside and reported in a low voice.
After the report, he walked up to Ai Liang with a strange expression, picked up a rag, wiped the table, and called on his companions to drag the body away.
The bartender put the two tachira cocktails on the table and left with the waiter. The whole bar suddenly became quiet.
Soon, there was a tapping sound on the floor in the bar, and the source of the sound was getting closer to Ai Liang.
A man with a black metal crutch and an eye patch came out from behind the bar. He was Nevada City's most famous underground intelligence agent - Moose.
"I asked someone to mix your favorite flavor, don't you want to try it? I spent a lot of money to train this bartender."
Musi came to sit opposite Ai Liang and greeted him cordially: "I thought you were dead after five years of silence. What's the use of pretending to be dead today?"
"I don't remember that I liked drinking your fake wine."
Ai Liang said.
Then he took out a copper coin and flicked it in front of Musi.
"It looks like it is indeed me." Musi picked up the copper coin and inspected it carefully before pushing an anonymous bank card over. "The commission fees for the past few years are all in it. You can check it."
Ai Liang didn't show any pretense, he just took out the elderly phone and entered the card number to check the balance. There was no sense of friendship in this place.
"I'm still alive. You can sell this information as a reward for helping me keep the funds."
Ai Liang checked the amount and made sure it was OK before putting the bank card in his inner pocket.
"Really? You wouldn't say that on purpose and then wipe my neck as soon as I turned around after I agreed?"
Musi felt a little uneasy when facing Ai Liang. After all, he had bloodbathed the underground forces in Nevada City. Even though he knew that he only killed the most evil people, it was completely nonsense to say that he was not afraid in the face of this murderous god. It was like knowing that he was not afraid.
The tigers in the zoo are all domesticated, but if it suddenly comes over and licks your scalp, you still don't dare to move.
"If I wanted to do something to you, I wouldn't sit here and talk nonsense." Ai Liang said, "Do me a favor."
"Which unlucky guy are you targeting again?"
After hearing about the business, Moose instantly became energetic, his legs stopped shaking, and his voice became louder.
Moose was about to sell this information to the victim, but his throat was cut by the madman. He was targeted by the hermit. No matter how much preparation he made, it was useless. He would die anyway. It was better to earn more while he was still warm. Anyway, money
If you can’t take the things you plant with you, why not leave more to benefit living people?
"Help me prepare a set of outdoor camping equipment. I plan to go out for a walk." Ai Liang said.
"It's no problem that he can afford to live in a villa in the mountains. He must be a wealthy owner." Musi's little abacus clicked, and he was already calculating the appropriate price.
"I'm going out to relax, not to kill anyone."
Ai Liang repeated his intention.
"Come on, how long have we known each other? How much of the information you received was provided by me?" Musi pretended to be following the other and patted Ai Liang on the shoulder, "Isn't it just that I saw Neihua?
The city is dirty again, and I finally couldn’t help but want to kill someone to warm myself up, and by the way, do you want to remind those brats? I haven’t taken action in five years, so the target this time should be a big shot, right?"
I think there's something wrong with your opinion of me.
Ai Liang stared at Mu Si coldly, but this misunderstanding had not happened for a day or two, and he was too lazy to correct it.
"Is it really impossible to say who it is? Or is it that the target this time is so difficult that no news can be leaked?"
"I told you, I went out to relax, don't make me say it a fourth time."
Moose looked like he had seen a ghost: "You can't really get married and have children, right? You want a bank card because your wife confiscated the small vault?"
Hearing this, Ai Liang couldn't bear it anymore and asked directly: "Who passed this on?"
"Ahem, I also heard what others said."
"Who else is that?"
Faced with Ai Liang's questioning, Musi began to describe the man's appearance, including two eyes, a mouth, and hair that was neither long nor short. Ai Liang directly concluded in his heart that the rumor was spread by him.
Out.
But now is not the time to worry about such things.
". Anyway, that's what everyone on the road says, after all, you haven't been active for five years. What other hermit is a ghost with a grudge that will disappear after the revenge is over? The secret department dispatched by the Asian Federation to deal with the chaotic security in Nevada City
A scavenger; a X cult lunatic who kills and sacrifices; in comparison, this version of me is quite normal."
Moose took a sip of cocktail to calm down his shock.
"Forget it, let's not talk nonsense. We have wilderness survival equipment in stock here. You should have other things to ask me for besides preparing a set of equipment. Let's talk about it. I will definitely help."
"No."
"Really not?"
"No."
"you sure?"
"If you continue to talk nonsense, I will not accompany you."
Ai Liang directly exposed Mu Si's purpose. He had never chatted with others like this before. He had always paid with one hand and delivered the goods with the other hand. He was not willing to say more for a while, even if it was a dirty gossip, he would tell others for free.
It was like slicing his flesh, and there was obviously something wrong with today's uncharacteristic chatting.
If it weren't for the fact that this old vampire didn't have any money to save, Ai Liang would have left as soon as he got the bank card.
"Okay, actually, a lot of people are looking for you recently."
Seeing that Ai Liang was a little impatient, Mu Si no longer concealed his purpose.
"Looking for me shouldn't have anything to do with you," Ai Liang said.
Mus said with a grimace: "It still has something to do with it. After all, I relied on your reputation to become the number one intelligence agent in China. If they couldn't find you, they naturally focused on me."
"You mean, this is my responsibility?"
"No, no, no, no, I haven't even had time to thank you for lending me your fame." Musi quickly waved his hands to apologize, how could he dare to share his bitterness with Ai Liang.
"There are two people who insist that I give you a message. I'm just an information dealer and I don't have much fighting ability, so for the sake of me helping you keep your deposit, why don't you just listen?"
I knew this old vampire had no good intentions, so no wonder he took the initiative to help. He was waiting here.
Ai Liang snorted coldly and did not answer, but he had no intention of leaving. Considering that they had known each other for many years, Ai Liang decided to help him.
Moose was overjoyed when he saw this and rubbed his hands together like a blue fly.
"Actually, it's not a big deal. There is just a man who calls himself Xia Qiyuan's nephew. He says he is your old friend who wants to talk to you. This guy comes to ask you almost every once in a while. Recently, he just sits with me when he has nothing to do.
It’s really annoying to not drink here, and I don’t dare to do anything to this guy if he has someone in charge of him. Why don’t you, old man, go and meet him when you have time?”
‘Just occupying a seat and not drinking will affect your business, right?’
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Ai Liang understood the whole story. With Xia Qinian's character, he would definitely order a lot of drinks every time he came. Mu Si obviously couldn't bear to let this big fat sheep go, and deliberately hung him up just like Green Tea treats honest people.
Now that I don't order, I immediately want to kick the person away. If Xia Qinian hadn't been involved, I might not have told him about this today.
These speculations just passed by in a flash and did not take much time in reality.
Ai Liang nodded and asked, "Who is the other person?"
If Xia Qinian alone would not make him, the number one intelligence dealer, bow his head and beg for himself, then the focus would be on another person, who must be someone Musi cannot refuse.
When the other person was mentioned, the smile on Mu Si's face was a little forced. He didn't say anything but stood up from his seat and motioned for Ai Liang to follow.
The two walked through the bar and came to a corridor to open a reception room used for information transactions.
"This customer has a good background and only wants to buy a small piece of gold bar. He only asked me to give this to you and ordered no one to open it except you."
Musi opened the secret compartment under the sofa and took out a portable mobile phone charging box and handed it to Ai Liang.
"You can watch this alone, I won't interfere with it." After saying this, Moose left.
Ai Liang opened the box, took out the mobile phone inside and sat down on the sofa.
Not long after the phone was turned on, I received a call. It seemed that the other person was staring at the phone all the time.
"Hello?"
"Is he a hermit?" A very rude male voice came from the mobile phone.
"It's me, is there something wrong?"
Ai Liang still used the same accent that could not be distinguished by male, female, old or young.
"Well, how many people from the Maoyan Gang died in the underground parking lot five years ago?"
The person opposite seemed to have doubts about Ai Liang's identity, so he asked for undisclosed information that only the person involved and the police knew.
"8."
Ai Liang blurted out without thinking: "There is no point in asking this kind of thing. Just explain your purpose of coming."
"Hahaha, it's just a joke. When you just killed that guy who cut off the kidney, I was sure that you must be me. Oh, by the way, you can call me 'Mask No. 3'"
Was this guy at the scene when we just started doing this?
Ai Liang couldn't help but frown.
"I wasn't there."
The person on the other end of the phone seemed to have guessed what Ai Liang was thinking and said, "I just hacked into the bar to monitor and saw your performance. It was a clean and neat slit in the throat."
"If you have anything to say, just tell me. I don't have time to chat with you."
"Then I'll be honest, are you interested in joining our organization?"
"goodbye."
Ai Liang said and was about to hang up the phone, but found that the screen of the phone could not be controlled, and only a slightly joking voice came: "I am so impatient, can't you just listen to what others have to say? If you don't listen to some things, you will regret it.
For life."
Ai Liang didn't get used to him, so he put his phone on the coffee table and turned around to leave. From the time he debuted to now, there have been dozens if not hundreds of people trying to win over him. He has long been tired of hearing the reasons. They are nothing more than power, money and sex.
point.
"If you leave like this, don't blame me for exposing your ability."
After a word, Ai Liang stopped and returned to the coffee table with a heavy face and picked up the phone again: "What do you mean?"
"Hey, are you finally willing to listen to me? So you people are all so conceited and condescending. Only when your true colors are exposed will you take others seriously."
The other person on the phone said in a sarcastic tone.
"answer my question."
"What do you want to ask?" He paused for a while, and then like a cross-legged boss in the office, he raised his voice and said in a tone facing an employee on leave: "Ask me why I know your secret?"
Ai Liang said nothing.
"Hey, come on, if you think about it with your buttocks, you can understand how it is possible for ordinary people to be able to bring down an entire gang with a short knife. Take the Maoyan Gang who cut kidneys as an example, there are nearly half of them
They were all equipped with guns, and there was a gunfight at the death scene, but what was the result? Everyone had no other fatal injuries except partial limb fractures, and they all died from having their throats cut. Is it really true that this is a movie?"
The person on the other end of the phone said in a complimentary tone: "Of course, after seeing your neat and clean knife attack in the bar, my opinion changed a little. It may be possible for martial arts to reach your level."
Afraid of turning around in everything, his tone quickly changed back to its original tone.
"But just because you can do it once or twice does not mean that it will be intact every time, especially after the reputation of the throat-cutting madman spreads, will others be unprepared and waiting for you to kill them? However, you are uninterrupted
I worked for five years and then disappeared five years ago. Let me guess, it was because I couldn’t bear the negative impact of that thing?”
Does he know about my situation?
Ai Liang's heartbeat began to accelerate after a long time. The last time his heartbeat accelerated was ten years ago.
"what do you want to say in the end?"
Having said that, Ai Liang has already begun to follow the mobile phone signal to find the source of the call. Since electromagnetic waves are not easy to grasp, he has not conducted corresponding training. It will take some time to track the origin. He can only stabilize the situation first.
Use this guy to delay.
"After five years of continuous use of 'Strengthening Armor' or 'Charms', your body will almost reach its limit. Do you want to continue to have this power?"
Forced colonization armor? Spell?
Isn't he talking about superpowers?
Ai Liang only realized what he said after hearing this. After talking for a long time, it seemed that the two of them were not on the same channel from the beginning.
"Oh, by the way, you probably don't know, I'm talking about the name of the thing you are using."
"I do not know what you're talking about."
After realizing that he was not talking about his abilities, Ai Liang lost most of his interest in an instant.
Although I was still a little curious about what the 'forced colonization armor' he was talking about was, this curiosity became insignificant under the impact of the misunderstanding being revealed in secret.
Just like a beggar who makes a living by begging every day and is suddenly treated to a state banquet for a month, he will find it boring when he goes to a hotel to eat a big meal that he couldn't eat before on the first day after coming back.