"I wonder if Guan Baoling is asleep?" This thought passed through my mind when I accidentally looked southward. Fengqie Temple seemed to be an ominous place, with constant turmoil and people being killed one after another, and the distance between Guye and Fenglin Shanshan
Internal disputes among the ninjas are frequent. If the "oracle from heaven" that Guan Baoling desires does not appear again, we really need to return to the Blessing Garden first.
"Mr. Feng, I would like to ask, what do you think about the 'big killer' and the Red Flame Troops?" Xiao Kereng suddenly spoke, ignoring the topic I just mentioned.
This issue is sensitively related to her Korean origin. I have thought about it before, but it is not easy to make random guesses.
Xiao Kereng took something out of his pocket and held it on his fingertips: "Mr. Feng, please look at-"
It was a gleaming pure copper bullet, and there seemed to be some pattern engraved on the outer shell. I didn’t need to pick it up, but I could imagine that what was engraved on it should be a blazing flame, and what was engraved on the bottom was a bullet wrapped in a circle.
of five-pointed star.
"I know, this is the liaison badge of the Red Flame Force. Have they looked for you?" My mind quickly sketched out Xiao Kereng's thoughts - in order for the Red Flame Force to launch operations smoothly in Hokkaido, Kim Chun-hee, who was in Pyongyang,
Blackmail Xiao Kereng and make her serve the Koreans obediently.
"Yes." Xiao Kereng looked up to the sky and sighed.
"What do they want?" I should have an answer to this obvious question, but I still wanted some final confirmation.
"Big killer weapon, a peerless treasure from Iraq." This is the expected answer, but I am not optimistic that the Koreans can win in this battle to plunder the big killer weapon. They intervened too late, after all, they are Japanese
In this territory, as long as the big shot gives an order to block the entire Hokkaido coastline, no one will be able to fly.
"Well, I thought that after traveling to several countries, hiding my name, and being far away in a foreign land, no one would notice my existence. In the end, I still can't escape the search of the Red Flame Army. This earth is really too small, and everyone's background
It exists almost transparently, but the tentacles of the spy agency are everywhere. It can make logical deductions from a broken fingernail, and then do the most rigorous logical reasoning, and finally find a behemoth like a mammoth. Every time I see
This bullet will make you feel like you will never have anywhere to hide——"
She stared at the bullet, which was less than an inch long, with despair in her eyes.
This is not an ordinary bullet, but represents the national power and national interests of the Koreans, and will always be Xiao Kereng's nightmare.
At this time, we can hide ourselves in the darkness and temporarily gain a moment of peace of mind, but when dawn comes, countless invisible tentacles can reach her side at any time, seize everything she has, and kill her.
Or turn her into the second "Kim Soon-hee".
"Who will lead the team? Is it Park Xingzhou, codenamed 'Troy'?" I once checked the master files of the Red Flame Army. Park Xingzhou has a nickname, called "King of Variety". He is the most proficient in the art of disguise and can
Unlimitedly change his appearance, body shape and voice, "Yes." Xiao Kereng was gradually getting depressed. After a pause, he added: "There are a hundred people in total. In addition to Troy, there are also countless people who have created countless things in the former Soviet Union.
The 'red uranium' Choi Kyung-tae who started terrorist activities was once the super arms expert of Chairman Yu Feng, and he knew everything about the military products produced by any country in the world——"
I interrupted her with a smile: "I know, that criminal maniac who often boasted that 'one person can launch a war of terror' was a weirdo who was issued a red death order seven times by the former Soviet Union."
The existence of Choi Kyung-tae once troubled the KGB of the former Soviet Union. They used all surveillance methods and sniped and killed his operational assistants more than a dozen times. However, they failed to prevent the two months in the winter of 1995.
He carried out eleven car bomb explosions in six central cities in the former Soviet Union, successfully killed two major Russian arms dealers, and obtained the nuclear test power fuel that North Korea desperately needed without spending a penny.
Unexpectedly, the North Koreans came secretly and went all out, seemingly determined to get a big weapon.
Xiao Kereng's short hair and eyes shone in the darkness at the same time, looking more and more like a cheetah ready to attack at any time.
"What do they want you to do?" I stared into her eyes, and within thirty seconds, I assessed the situation and outlined Troy's plan to seize the treasure.
"On the contrary, the only thing they ask of me is not to do anything, at least - not to do anything for you!" The cheetah's eyes began to be filled with dangerous wildness. I knew that as Jin Chunxi's sister, there was something in her blood.
, there will definitely be no shortage of courageous aura of taking risks or being "full of rage".
"What else?" I reached out and touched the stone wall. It was cold and damp, and frost had already begun to form. I immediately added: "Don't lean on the wall. The frost is heavy. Be careful of catching a cold."
"And...it's best to kill you." Xiao Kereng revealed the secret in his heart.
"Kill me? Do they regard me as their main enemy? Unfortunately, the Americans and multinational forces want large-scale weapons, and I am not interested in fighting with them. In fact, you can tell Troy that if you have the ability, just come from Japan.
They grabbed the 'big killer' from the hands of others. On the territory of East Asia, after they defeat the Japanese, it will not be too late to talk about military expansion or world hegemony."
Being listed as the number one enemy by the Red Flame Force, I feel a little innocent. There are countless small countries like them on the earth. I don’t know whether it is due to inferiority or excessive self-esteem. The smaller the country, the more they dream of dominating. The three axes during World War II
The country of heart is all like this. After sixty years, the situation has changed, and it seems that it is time for other small countries to take up this perverted idea of a tiger eating the sky.
A courtyard in the southeast suddenly turned on lights, and the snow-white light shone on a dry old tree outside the courtyard, which looked particularly amazing in the vast night.
"Let's go, that's where the elephant monk lives. Let's get started." I turned around to the south, but at this moment, Xiao Kereng suddenly raised his hands, turned his palms, and two black holes of gun muzzle were already pointing at him.
The safety bolt on my right temple had been opened a long time ago, and her index fingers of both hands were on the trigger. As long as the trigger had less than one centimeter of free travel, two bullets could be sent into my head.
"Your movements have sped up again. It shouldn't take more than 0.05 seconds. In addition, the interval between pulling the trigger and the bullet coming out of the chamber has exceeded the rapid fire standard of the pistol of the Red Flame Army. Xiao Xiao, it turns out that you have always been in front of me.
Do you have any reservations?" The muzzle of the gun was cold and murderous, and I felt that murderous intent was everywhere in the vast night.
Xiao Kereng let out a long breath and slowly retracted his guns: "I just want to try to see if you will give me a chance to shoot."
I laughed silently: "Your action of drawing the gun and shooting was flawless, but you were too close to me, giving me an opportunity to counterattack instantly. Within half a meter, the speed of a real master's killing move would not be
It's much slower than a bullet. So, if you really want to kill me in the future, please shoot within ten meters, or shoot me directly from behind, which will have a greater chance of success."
Even with her perfect shooting action, there were still at least five flaws exposed in my eyes. I didn't believe she would pull the trigger, so she didn't fight back immediately.
"Mr. Feng, do you believe me so much?" Xiao Kereng put away the gun and added with a wry smile: "Actually, there are no bullets in the magazine."
I looked at her face seriously: "Su Lun's friends, at least, will not be traitors who betray their own people. In fact, you can also believe in me, just like I believe in you. A true friend will always put his own behind.
Leave your back to the other person with confidence and remember my words."
This sentence is more suitable for the world ten years ago or even earlier than it is now, but I know that with Su Lun's intelligence and wisdom, his vision for making friends is absolutely 100% correct.
Xiao Kereng looked behind him in the direction of Samsara Yard, took out the magazine, put it into the handle of the gun with two clicks, then hooked his finger on the trigger, and with a click, the bullet was loaded.
"Mr. Feng, I have a premonition of something strange. The Elephant Monk is the Plague. From the way he walks and the cunning and changeable eyes, we can basically see the shadow of the former Night Angel Gang's 'thief' Plague. Can you please
What do you say?"
She followed me, walking as close to the shadow of the wall as possible.
I am more sure of this than she is, not "70-80%", but more than 95% sure that the elephant monk is the plague disguised as a plague. Qinggong, body odor, eyes, and way of speaking all prove this. In the end,
Importantly, when his sleeves were blown up by the wind several times, including when he fell on the roof and rolled to the ground, the first thing he thought of protecting was his own sleeves.
"I think so too, but since he can use the most brilliant disguise technique to turn himself into an elephant monk, why can't he remove the tattoo on his wrist? Why does he have to use the stupid method of pulling his sleeves to cover it up?" This point makes me wonder.
My judgment was discounted by 5%. Otherwise, I would have pointed out 100% that he was the plague.
Fifteen minutes later, we approached the small courtyard. There was no one in the courtyard. The bright lights had been turned off, and there was only a dim bedside lamp on in the room. The door was closed tightly, and there was no extra movement.
.
Plague once possessed the "Book of Purgatory", an ancient book that recorded the entrance code to the "Sea Tomb of the Gods", and was therefore killed by the "Night Angel" for treason. His survival proved to be valuable to the gang.
Everyone had already had a systematic response to the pursuit, and that was how they deceived everyone.
I whispered in Xiao Kereng's ear: "You are watching from the old tree outside the wall, and I will listen close to the door. If someone jumps out of the house, you can shoot the first person, but it will never be me."
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The ancient cherry tree was about fifteen meters away from the door of the house, slightly exceeding the optimal shooting distance of the pistol. It would be perfect if there was an assault rifle. The prey would never be able to hide within thirty meters. Xiao Kereng agreed and quickly boarded the
The old tree, clinging to the dark side of its trunk, made a "finished" gesture to me.
The absence of monks on night watch and patrol in Fenggeo Temple has indeed brought convenience to Xiao Kereng and I's night explorations. The surroundings were extremely quiet, and it seemed that all the monks were fast asleep, and not even a sound could be heard talking in their sleep.
I climbed over the courtyard wall and landed lightly in front of the window. I held my breath and put my ear to the window. There was no unnecessary movement in the room, and I couldn't even hear the snoring or breathing of the sleeping person. This was obviously not good.
It's logical, because the elephant monk is in the house right now.