Under the leadership of Xiao Ling, the three of them came to an ordinary hotel in the city that was not very eye-catching. After the car stopped, Xiao Ling pointed to the hotel through the car window, "The target is 305."
Ye Wutian asked: "What's the origin?"
"Professional killer."
"Catch them alive." Ye Wutian said.
Xiao Ling sat still and said, "Go ahead and support you."
Ye Wutian was dumbfounded, "What do you mean? You won't take action?"
"To deal with him, I believe you can do it alone. It would be bad if there are more people."
"Then why don't you take action?"
"With you here, why would it be my turn to take action?" Xiao Ling replied, "You are better than us, so it is safer for you to take action."
"Ninety million clues can only be like this." Xiao Ling said again.
Ye Wutian almost fainted from anger at these words. This woman really wanted to slap her in the butt, she was so hateful.
"Aren't you afraid that I will file a complaint against you?"
"Afraid." Xiao Ling answered honestly: "But I still have to do it, but I want to tell you, don't forget who you are protecting. You are protecting your woman. As a man, this is your duty and obligation.
, isn’t it?”
"Don't let Xiao Ling act recklessly. The main reason is that we are not strangers and we are afraid that the other party will recognize us." Xiao Ling's driving colleague explained.
This reason seems to be an explanation, but when you think about it deeply, it doesn’t make much sense. Guoan is so big and has so many experts, but you can’t find one or two unfamiliar faces? Are you kidding me?
"You two, don't forget one thing. My status is not ordinary. If something happens to me today, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear this responsibility."
Xiao Ling and Xiao Ling's expressions changed, and they looked at each other quickly, and then Xiao Ling, as the representative, said, "Let's divide the work and cooperate."
Ye Wutian smiled and thought that it was not bad. These two people had very good plans. Do you want him to work as a coolie? In his dream, 90 million was spent. If he didn't earn back some from these two people, that would be wrong.
His Ye Wutian style.
Before the three of them separated, Xiao Ling repeatedly confessed that the killer's marksmanship was first-rate and that he must avoid him as soon as he saw him holding a gun.
After entering the hotel lobby, Ye Wutian asked for a set of work clothes from the hotel. As one of the hotel staff, he picked up the cleaning tools and walked towards 305.
After arriving at 305, Ye Wutian knocked on the door: "Dear guest, hello, please clean up."
No one in the room answered Ye Wutian.
Ye Wutian knocked on the door again, "Guest, do you need cleaning? If not, can you please open the door and sign for me? Thank you."
After saying the words, there was still no response from the other party. The room was so quiet that Ye Wutian was not sure. Is there anyone in the room? Why was there no movement for a long time?
Ye Wutian's posture was very good. As luck would have it, he was standing at the peephole of the door. The killer in the room was probably looking at him. At the same time, the killer might be holding a pistol in his hand. Something was wrong.
, he might shoot.
Ye Wutian was gambling. If he spelled it right, he might attract the killer. If he spelled it wrong, his life would be in danger in a minute.
"Is there anyone?" Ye Wutian asked again, his mind spinning rapidly. What if the other party still doesn't open the door? This is a question.
"Maybe he went out." Ye Wutian pretended to mutter to himself, and planned to turn around and leave. He felt helpless, and his intuition told him that there was someone in the room.
If this method doesn't work, what should I do next? Ye Wutian was a little frustrated and was very optimistic about his own acting skills, but the other party just wouldn't show up.
Acting skills need to be improved, comrades still have to work hard!
Just as he turned around, the door of the room rang. The sound of the door opening made Ye Wutian feel as if he heard a fairy voice, and a sentence came to his mind, "Kung Fu pays off."
"Waiter, help me buy some food." After opening the door, a stiff voice came.
Ye Wutian suppressed his excitement and turned to look at the other person with a smile on his face: "Okay, what food do I need to buy?"
Unexpectedly, the target person turned out to be a foreigner. Ye Wutian cursed secretly, saying he was so damn unhappy about being so fawning over this foreign devil.
The foreign devil stood still, holding the money in his left hand, but his right hand was tucked behind his back. If his guess was correct, the gun in that hand must be a gun.
"Dear guest, what do you need to buy?" Ye Wutian knew that acting requires a complete set, especially when the other party is on guard, he did not dare to be careless.
The foreign devil asked in his blunt Chinese dialect: "Why haven't I seen you?"
Ye Wutian didn't panic and said, "We have so many employees in the hotel, so it's normal for the guests that you haven't seen me."
"Really? I've never met you before, so why do I feel that you look so familiar?"
Ye Wutian secretly thought that something was not right. If he continued like this, the other party would probably find out. "It's impossible, right? I'm sure I've never seen you before."
"You look like a human being," said the foreigner.
"Like Ye Wutian?" Ye Wutian took the initiative to speak: "Many people say this about me and ask me if I am Ye Wutian's brother, but how can I have this fate? They are billionaires, but I am a small person.
Waiter." In order to make the scene more realistic, Ye Wutian also squeezed out a sense of loss.
"A box of instant noodles." The foreigner stared at Ye Wutian for a long time, and finally handed the money to Ye Wutian.
After taking the money, Ye Wutian counted it, raised his head and said, "It's too much. You won't need so much money to buy instant noodles."
"I'll reward you with more."
"Thank you! But I really have no interest in spending the killer's money. Spending this kind of money will make me feel uneasy." Ye Wutian, who was holding the money, changed his expression instantly.
Realizing that something was wrong, the foreign Japanese was alert and quickly raised his right hand. Sure enough, what he held in his right hand was a pistol equipped with a silencer.
Seeing the gun, Ye Wutian smiled, a weird smile, and just stood there, letting the other party swing the gun.
Ye Wutian's smile made the foreign devil even more uneasy, but as soon as he raised his right hand, all the strength in his body was drained, and he fell to the ground with a thud.
At this time, no matter how stupid the foreign devil is, he knows that he has been tricked, but he only realizes it now, which is obviously too late.
"Foreign devils, you are so stupid. It is obvious that I am Ye Wutian, but you can't tell. I really don't know how you became a killer. Alas!"
The other party almost went crazy because Ye Wutian's words were really harsh.
"Why are you staring at me like that? Are you impressed by my acting skills? Do you admire me? There's no need to worship me. I'm just a legend. You can't learn from me, especially a foreign devil like you.
"The acting is great." The one who spoke was not the foreign devil, but Xiao Ling.
Xiao Ling's slow work made Ye Wutian extremely unhappy, "I said, why don't you show up later? Wouldn't it be better to wait until midnight for you to show up?"
"I said before, it's not good to have more people." Xiao Ling said with a smile: "Isn't it good now? We caught it without any effort and everyone is happy."
Ye Wutian didn't bother to argue with the other party. He pointed at the foreign Japanese on the ground and said to Xiao Ling and the other two, "Why are you still standing there? Drag them into the house."
Xiao Ling glared at Ye Wutian, very dissatisfied with Ye Wutian's attitude, while Xiao Ling's male colleague smiled and dragged the foreign killer into the room.
After several people entered the room, Ye Wutian closed the door and looked at the situation in the room. There was a smell, not very pleasant.
Ye Wutian waved his hand and said: "They are indeed foreign devils, but they are different. What do they taste like?"
In the corner of the room, a slender leather box was quietly placed there. After Xiao Ling opened the leather box, a brand new sniper rifle appeared in front of several people. With this gun, they all knew that they had captured the wrong person.
To take a step back, even if this foreign devil is not a killer who wants to assassinate Cheng Kexin, he is definitely not a good person. What good person would run around with such a gun?
"Foreign devil, I'm tired of acting just now, and I don't want to act anymore, so when I ask you questions, you'd better answer honestly, which is good for everyone. Tell me, who sent you here?" Ye Wutian asked as he squatted down.
The other party didn't answer, and didn't even look at Ye Wutian, which hurt Uncle Ye's self-esteem.
"You're not cooperating?" Ye Wutian asked as he took off his shoes, took them in his hand and slapped the foreigner hard on the face.
"Crack!"
This heavy blow made the foreign devil unbearably open his eyes and stared at Ye Wutian with anger, as if he wanted to devour Ye Wutian.
"What are you looking at? I hit you with my shoe because I don't want to dirty my hands. I'll hit you with my shoe. It's your honor as a foreign devil." After saying that, Uncle Ye hit him again.
The two Xiao Lings standing nearby were shocked and secretly thought that it was his bad luck that this killer met Ye Wutian. He met a bastard like Ye Wutian who did not follow common sense.
"Don't tell me yet?" Ye Wutian didn't hit him at all. When he thought that Cheng Kexin was almost killed by this foreign devil's gun, he slapped him in the face several times with his shoe. Fortunately, Ye Wutian was wearing the same clothes today.
It's not leather shoes, otherwise it would be too much for the foreign devil. Even so, the opponent's originally pretty face turned into a pig's head.
"Are you going to tell me? Are you going to fucking tell me? If you don't tell me, I'll beat you to death." Ye Wutian scolded and beat him.
The foreign devil had several of his teeth knocked out, but he had no power to resist and could only let Ye Wutian beat him.
Ye Wutian was slapped for more than ten times in a row. Finally, the foreign killer couldn't bear it anymore. He endured the pain and said, "I am an American, I am your friend, and I want to find the embassy."
Ye Wutian, who stopped, thought he heard wrongly, the other party wanted to find the embassy? Damn! He is a killer, a shady killer, and he actually threatened to find the embassy? Can he be more shameless? Is it possible?
Does this foreign devil naively think that the profession of killer is legal?
You can't be so shameless!
The two Xiaolings were also amused. How could they let each other get what they wanted? If Wu Xiao was found in his room, no matter what the other party said, the National Security Bureau would be enough to convict him.
"Are you sure?" Ye Wutian asked with a smile. Paralyzed, what kind of bullshit killer is this? He was afraid that he would die like this, but after just a few slaps, he said he wanted to ask the embassy for help?
"I am an American citizen, and you have no right to treat me like this." The foreigner said, and at this time his speech was somewhat slurred.
Ye Wutian glanced at it, stood up, took the mobile phone placed on the bedside table and threw it to the other party: "Let's fight. I'll give you a chance. I can fight for you." (To be continued)