Elk was sweating coldly, his face turned pale, and the basin he was holding shook so hard that some water splashed out: "Mr. Blackhawk, at that time you... you didn't tell me that you wanted to... deal with this boy. So I...
I let him go..."
Black Eagle didn't listen to his explanation, picked up the plate in front of him that had just been filled with pilaf and hit Elk hard on the head with his backhand.
"ah!"
Elk screamed and fell to the ground, and all the water in the basin poured onto him.
The crowd that was originally sitting for dinner dispersed with a roar, leaving a small space for Elk to sit there.
Silican originally wanted to step forward and help him, but under Black Hawk's bone-chilling glare, he stopped and even took two steps back to get back among the crowd.
Black Eagle stood up and walked down from the pit. Regardless of Elk's plea for mercy, he stepped on the opponent's head and lame feet one after another. The miserable howl suddenly sounded, resounding throughout the whole room, and then again and again.
Slowly change from loud to soft.
Until there was no sound at all.
"waste!"
Black Eagle cursed angrily, leaving Elk lying on the ground and the rest of the frightened people, and walked out of the mud house.
The cold wind and sudden drop in temperature outside the house calmed down the Black Eagle. At this time, the chirping of birds outside was like a crow announcing a funeral. To the Black Eagle's ears at this moment, it seemed particularly ominous and taboo.
He couldn't put his luck in the boy and his family swallowing their anger. It was very possible that the other party had already called the police.
It's already very unsafe here, and it's only a matter of time before the police arrive.
Years of experience in foreign training courses hammered home the police type in his head, forcing Black Eagle to muster up his energy to deal with the next action plan. Just because his subordinates are stupid does not mean that their leader is also stupid. Use your brain more, and in the end,
It can't be wrong.
"Anyway, those fools are almost done practicing, let's do it."
In the deserted place, Black Hawk instantly regained his composure.
His previous tyranny was only for his subordinates to see, to let them know the anger and punishment they would suffer if they disobeyed the leader's orders.
Black Hawk strode back to his room and took out a notebook and a map from the drawer.
Spreading out the map, he saw a lot of notes dotted on it. These were the K-attacks he had been planning. Among them, a red, eye-catching thick circle was circled in a small area in the lower left corner of the map.
Coal mine in mountainous area.
A few words were scrawled under the red circle, and the blank space was shocking.
It was clearly "grabbing...x...gun".
Black Hawk sat on the chair, a little annoyed at the carelessness of his men. He knew that the plan he had been thinking about for a long time had to be acted upon in advance. Although things were not yet fully prepared, the current situation no longer allowed him to slowly build up momentum.
After getting up and walking around the room a few times, Black Eagle turned his attention back to the map spread out on the table, which had been revised many times.
He took out his cell phone and took a photo of the map to keep, then took out a pen from the drawer and marked it on the map again.
He marked the original target and several locations in Shunshou's new circle as smoke bombs to confuse the police's sight, including the extremely sensitive "two characters" under the target, which he subconsciously and repeatedly smeared.
.
Then I added a few more x's and smears out of thin air, and finally made a big circle where the bird market was, scrawled inflammatory text underneath, and then drew a fire-cha...dan icon.
Thousands of people
Taking a long breath, Black Eagle threw away the signature pen, stood up and stood at the table to admire his new work, then slowly tore it into small pieces, and finally carefully gathered them together and threw them into the corner of the room.
In the trash can.
...
Also, hotel room.
Xiaoqiang came over after get off work with two bags of barbecue, put the table and bedside table in the room together, and then placed the kebabs, grilled lamb chops, rack meat, grilled fish, etc. on the table one by one.
The face is pious and the movements are careful.
As the tin foil wrapping the barbecue was opened, the room suddenly filled with aroma.
"Authentic kebabs are a delicate job. First of all, the wood for making charcoal must be poplar trees that grow in the desert. The skewers cannot be made of iron bars, but red willow branches in the desert. The sheep must be slaughtered on the same day and must be produced locally.
Native sheep.
"During the roasting process, the fresh red willow branches will secrete a slightly sticky tamarisk juice after peeling. After putting the mutton on, under the influence of charcoal fire, it can not only decompose the mutton smell, but also absorb the unique fragrance of the red willow tree.
spread into the meat.
"Jiang Hai, eat more! You can't eat such authentic mutton in Donghai!"
Xiaoqiang, who talks endlessly, truly regards this place as his second hometown, and he integrates into life and work very quickly.
As he spoke, he opened the mutton skewers wrapped in tinfoil, took out a large handful and gave them to Jiang Hai.
I have to say, nx...jiang's mutton skewers are really outstanding, the meat is big, the portion is plentiful, and the taste is great!
"Thank you, Brother Qiang!" Jiang Hai had been holding back for a long time, and now he wanted to stuff it into his mouth as hard as he could.
"Haha! There's nothing that can't be solved with one barbecue. If it can't be solved with one meal, then two!" Xiaoqiang finished off a few skewers of mutton skewers in three strokes and commented with unfinished content.
"It's a pity that there is no wine." Jiang Hai puffed up his cheeks and used his right hand to reach for the mobile phone under his butt. "Brother Shu, how about I order some wine on the takeout app?"
Chen Shu shook his head: "If he could drink, Xiaoqiang must have brought all the wine with him just now."
"I'm sorry, Jiang Hai. It's my turn to be on duty tomorrow morning, so I won't be able to drink with you tonight. But if you want to drink, that's fine. Don't worry about me. You just have to drink."
"I'm on duty in the morning, so why don't you drink a little bit in the evening? Let me check the time, there are still more than ten hours, it won't affect you! How about I order you a bottle? Just one bottle, it won't affect you at all.
Go to work tomorrow morning!”
"Hey, don't tempt me."
"Xiaohai, you don't look like you're a freshman." Chen Shu couldn't laugh or cry.
"I'm an adult!" Jiang Hai said righteously.
The three of them feasted in the room, eating very happily.
"Dong dong dong."
Chen Shu stood up and opened the door, and found Shelly standing at the door with a smile.
Today, it was rare that she was not holding up the conspicuous selfie stick, and she was holding a bag of fragrant barbecue in her hand, followed by a man holding a box of large Wusu.
"Master, just bring the beer inside."
Shelly smiled at Chen Shu, gently pulled Chen Shu's body blocking the door, and asked the man to move the beer into the room.
"this..."
"Yeah! Sister Shelly, you are such a beautiful person and a beautiful heart!"
"Haha, great beauty! Decisive way to become a fan!"
Chen Shu wanted to refuse, but when a few happy cheers suddenly erupted in the room, he knew there was no way to go.
With shelly's active participation, the atmosphere in the room immediately became lively.