Qin Fei helped Eric who was sitting in the corner and looked at the body armor in front of his chest in surprise. He quickly checked and found that there were about six rounds of 9MM Glock pistol bullets on it, but there were no wounds on his body.
"Fuck, you look like a sieve!"
Eric looked gloomy. Normally, he might have already started joking with Qin Fei.
This time, Qin Fei saw Eric's eyes wandering and he was a little lost.
"Thor God! Are you okay?!" Qin Fei had just finished speaking when he heard a clang under his feet and the Damascus steel dagger fell to the ground.
Eric the God of Thunder has always regarded this dagger as life. Qin Fei also knew that this dagger was given to him by his adoptive father, the former president of the Holy Cross Brotherhood, Seranders. Seranders is already dead.
, this knife is not only a token representing the president of the Holy Cross Brotherhood, it is also the only relic.
Qin Fei picked up the knife and handed it to Eric, who didn't take it.
Seeing Eric's devastated look, Qin Fei couldn't help but grab his shoulders and shake him violently.
"Wake up! This is a critical moment. What's wrong with you?!"
"ah--"
Eric was shaken hard by Qin Fei, and he grinned in pain.
Qin Fei knew that taking six or seven rounds of 9MM bullets would definitely feel uncomfortable.
"Have you met Simon?"
"Yeah." Eric finally nodded and sighed: "He was the one who shot this bullet."
"Did he hit him?" Qin Fei was greatly confused. He was able to hit Eric several times with a pistol, but none of them hit him in the head?
This shooting technique is really weird.
"Where are the others?" Qin Fei asked.
"Gone." Eric said: "He thought I betrayed him."
"But..." Qin Fei stopped talking.
"You want to say, if that's the case, why didn't he kill me, right?" Eric smiled bitterly: "To be honest, I don't know why. He could have killed me, but then he answered the phone and turned around and left.
.”
Qin Fei couldn't figure out what was going on at the moment, but now that Ximen is not here, the first thing is not to worry about why Ximen didn't kill Eric.
"Kunchai, go to the east side of the maintenance area and take the corridor to gather. We are here."
"Boss, I'm here!" At the end of the corridor, Kunchai's head was revealed, with an eyebrow raised, "I heard the sound just now and wanted to take a look, and it turned out to be you."
"What noise did you hear?"
"Gunshot!" Kunchai said seriously.
"Fuck you, you are a pig. I was not the one who fired the gunshot. I just arrived and the gunshot must have been fired by Ximen." Qin Fei said, "I told you to hide well and hide. Why are you looking for death when you come out? You
Is he Ximen’s opponent?”
Qin Fei secretly broke into a cold sweat. If Kunchai had just come over to join in the fun, Ximen would not be polite to him and would directly feed him a few peanuts and send him to see the Buddha.
Suddenly the singer's voice came from the headphones.
"Qin Fei, there is a big shot who wants to talk to you."
"What big shot?" Qin Fei asked.
The singer said: "She is a woman, and her accent is definitely authentic British. But she is definitely not your lover, because she is very old. I know you don't have rheumatism, so there is no need to cook old lotus root."
"A person from Daying?" Qin Fei frowned, "Did she say who she was?"
"She said she is your old friend, her name is M." The singer said, "I think this woman is quite grand, and she feels like a big shot."
"M?" Qin Fei understood instantly.
Besides Ms. M from MI6, who else?
This surprised him greatly. What did M want to do with him? And at this time. What does this matter have to do with MI6?
"Take over the line." Qin Fei said.
A familiar female voice soon came from the other end, slightly old, but with an unquestionable strength.
"Long time no see, young man, do you still remember me?" M said.
Qin Fei smiled and said: "Of course I remember, you still owe me a favor. I said that you had to help me when I opened a defense company in the British Empire."
"Cough cough cough -" M seemed a little caught off guard. He didn't expect Qin Fei to be like a debt collector and mention these things in public.
"Qin, of course I will remember your favor, but..." She squatted down and continued: "I'm afraid I need a big favor from you tonight."
"How much can I help you? Madam, I have too much time to take care of myself now, what else can I do to help you?" Qin Fei kept an eye out, who knows what kind of help this famous head of the intelligence department would ask him to do?
It's best to be careful when dealing with such old men.
"Are you on Castle Island now? Working as a bodyguard for Princess Charlotte?" M asked.
"Isn't this nonsense?" Qin Fei said: "Otherwise, why would you want to find me through the Stockholm police communication channel? If I'm not on the island, where else could I be?"
M was almost choked to death by this guy from country Z. As the top leader of MI6, he faced a young guy. Although the opponent was indeed outstanding, he was not an elite soldier. Who dared to fight with five of his own people?
?
But now when I ask for help from others, I can only be polite.
"Yes, I am old and my brain is no longer flexible." M first showed weakness and said: "Since you are on the island, I have a big favor here. Please help me. As long as you help, MI6 will definitely remember your benefits.
I personally guarantee that you have a favor card with me, and you can come and get it at any time."
"Hehe, the favor from last time has not been fulfilled yet." Qin Fei said with a smile: "The old debt has not been gone, but a new debt has come back? If you do this, how will my interest be calculated? Don't forget, I am a mercenary, and mercenaries look at it
Money takes care of things.”
"This..." M was speechless again.
Lei Ming listened with his ears pricked up to the conversation between Qin Fei and the strange old woman. He vaguely guessed that this person named M was not sacred.
But what surprised Lei Gong was, damn, what on earth has this kid Qin Fei been doing outside in the past few months? He was actually with the head of one of the most famous intelligence agencies in the world, that old woman who has been portrayed countless times in movies every day.
Just like talking casually.
Looking at the friendship, those who didn’t know it thought she was the aunt who had lived next door for more than ten years!
"Help me, and I'll help you, Qin, it won't do you any harm." M was a little unhappy.
Qin Fei accepted the offer as soon as she was satisfied. After all, it was rare for people like M to ask for help. If she wasn't forced to do so, she really wouldn't condescend to negotiate terms with her here, begging her grandpa to sue her grandma in such a low voice.
"Okay, I believe Ms. M is not the kind of dishonest person. She is not worse than those buddies in Africa, right?"
"Of course not!" M said: "What I'm going to tell you next..."
M was considering whether to tell the truth to Qin Fei.
After all, some confidential operations are involved. Qin Fei is a mercenary. Should he know too much about a mercenary?