"Listen, when we put the goods with you a month ago, the purity was still 100%. Now the purity has become 90%. It must have been diluted!" said a man in a black jacket.
The guy in leather clothes said with certainty: "The middle ten percent is definitely stolen."
"I don't know about this. I'm just a custodian. When you put the goods with me, it's as many packages as there are. I will never open your box. If the quantity is less, it was less before you entrusted me with it.
, I have been doing this for so long, you go to the street and ask me about my reputation." A short, fat guy with a beard on his face said angrily.
The guy in the black leather jacket points at the nose of the pudgy guy.
"You have to fucking figure something out. I'm helping you now. You'd better tell me the truth, otherwise I'm going to call him." The man in the black leather jacket said, pointing to a figure with his back to him.
Tao's figure stood motionless in the corridor, unaffected by the noisy arguments between the two, like a person from another world. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that this guy had a pair of earplugs plugged into his ears.
"Let me tell you, he won't be as easy to talk to as me, especially when he is listening to music, he hates others disturbing him the most." The man in the black jacket and leather jacket warned for the last time.
The short, fat man stopped speaking to refute, but he also didn't confess anything.
The man in a black jacket and leather jacket shook his head sadly at the pudgy man, walked towards the guy in a white suit and whispered something behind him. The man in the white suit took off the earplugs in his ears, turned around and walked towards the pudgy man.
Came over.
The gloomy face of the man in the suit suddenly changed into a smiling face. This sudden change was difficult for people to adapt to. This frightened the pudgy man more than any other gloomy face. The pudgy man shrank subconsciously.
"You said you didn't steal, then you didn't steal! Why are you so angry? Come on, let's get to know each other. My name is Stanfield. You can call me Stan. Remember this name. His influence on the rest of your life may be
It's very big." Stan, the man in the suit, smiled softly and straightened out the collar of the pudgy man that was torn apart by the man in the black jacket and leather jacket: "Then when you are free today, help me think about who might have stolen my goods.
Okay?" Stan discussed in a friendly manner, which was completely different from his cold-blooded and crazy image on the road.
The pudgy man almost thought it was a fake Stanfield and nodded numbly.
"Well! Then it's settled. I'll come back tomorrow, tomorrow at noon. I hope you won't disappoint me." Stan raised a finger and smiled gently: "By the way, you'd better come in the morning."
Call me so I don’t have to make an extra trip. You know, my time is very precious. There are so many tedious cases to deal with every day. Hey! Why should I be so dedicated to my duties?" said Stan.
Shaked his head.
The short, fat man was still in a daze.
Stanfield had already finished speaking.
"Then I happily decided to give you a call tomorrow."
After Stan finished speaking, he walked out of the corridor. The man in a black leather jacket who followed him gave the short and fat man a card, and then followed Stan down the stairs.
It was already 11:30 at this time. The chubby man had just had sex with his sexy wife in the kitchen, and he was lying on the sofa in a daze, panting. That woman was like a juicer, and she was like a juicer every time.
It makes people feel weak. The short and fat man's wife is taking a bath in the bathroom. On the right side of the living room are two daughters, one older and one younger, arguing and fighting. On the left is his youngest son, who is only four years old this year and is lying down seriously.
Learn to draw on the floor.
The short, fat man was holding a mobile phone in his right hand and a black business card in his left hand. He was hesitating. What came to his mind was the conversation between Stanfield and the man in the black jacket and leather jacket yesterday in the corridor.
I began to regret that I should not have secretly exchanged drugs for Stanfield and his gang.
…
"Guys, please take your time!" After the waiter finished serving the dishes, he nodded and said with a smile.
"You're welcome! Thank you!" Salena smiled and put two hundred dollars into the waiter's tray. The waiter smiled even brighter and quickly cleared away the tea basin on the table where the dishes had been washed.
As soon as the waiter left, Xu Yifan saw Lyon sitting at a table not far from his own table. Xu Yifan didn't notice Lyon originally, but this guy was so desperate that he touched the handle of the gun, and the muzzle of his gun was just right.
Facing the direction of Xu Yifan, a cold light burst out from Xu Yifan's back. His body immediately tensed up and he quickly tilted to his right side, trying to get rid of this feeling of light on his back. He followed the feeling and looked over.
Lyon was quickly targeted.
Leon looked at his target Chinese man in confusion. There were so many guests here, and he had not yet adjusted his posture and was looking for an opportunity to strike. The target man actually stared at him with eyes wide open.
Peng Yixing followed Xu Yifan's eyes and looked over.
"Master!" Peng Yixing immediately felt Lyon's murderous intent. This was the intuition of an outstanding shooter. This kind of inexplicable thing was unclear, but it was real.
After Peng Yixing came to Las Vegas, he practiced his gun crazily without any distractions. His marksmanship was even sharper than when he was in Hong Kong Island. Even ordinary people could feel Peng Yixing's sharp edge, let alone Lyon, who had accumulated many years of experience.
He is a veteran and sensitive killer, and the man next to him during the target mission is like an unsheathed sword, with a cold air.
Leon's heart trembled, and his body instinctively shrank back in the chair. Peng Yixing was not included in the investigation data of the fat old man who gave him the task. This was definitely the biggest mistake. Leon could feel Peng Yixing's target man just by intuition.
It was even more threatening, and the other party seemed to have discovered him. Although Lyon felt that he had concealed himself perfectly and could not figure out where he went wrong, the other party did indeed discover him.
Xu Yifan and Peng Yixing sat quietly on their chairs sideways and without saying a word, with the sides of their bodies facing the direction of Lyon. This was the best body position. They could quickly draw their guns, aim and shoot, and also allow their bodies to move.
The smallest shootable area in front of the opponent.
At first, Leon did not expect that the other party would magically find him so quickly. His posture at this time was very passive. He tightened his body and faced Xu Yifan and Peng Yixing head-on. Unless he was a master among masters, otherwise this was an extremely passive position.
Fortunately, the person standing directly opposite Xu Yifan and Peng Yixing was Le Huizhen with a smile on her face. Le Huizhen didn't know what happened, and was virtuously helping Xu Yifan take the bath.
It is because of the existence of Le Huizhen, otherwise when Xu Yifan really judged that his life was threatened, he would have shot him away with a gun. Although Xu Yifan's table was still far away from Lyon's table, the pair were short and extremely fat.
white couple, but Xu Yifan was still confident that his bullet could pass through the fat man's body and hit Lyon.
The fat white couple at the middle table were like starving ghosts reincarnated. Their two pairs of fat hands actually learned to use chopsticks flexibly, and they devoured the stuff and swallowed soundly. Leon also swallowed, but...
They didn't dare to move, because across the table from the American couple, opposite were the calm-looking Xu Yifan and the energetic Peng Yixing. Peng Yixing stared sharply at Lyon, his palms placed on the table and his index fingers were trembling slightly.
With.
Peng Yixing and Xu Yifan had just returned from gun club practice. There was a fully loaded semi-automatic pistol in the gun box on his waist.
Although Xu Yifan was not as sharp as Peng Yixing, and his palm was not placed on the table, his right hand was placed on the armrest of the chair. Leon knew that this posture made it easier to draw the gun.
However, one thing Leon didn't know was that Xu Yifan could be so fast that he didn't need to draw his gun.
Leon did not dare to move, and Xu Yifan and Peng Yixing naturally did not move. After all, there was Le Huizhen between them.
"Hubby, didn't you just say you were hungry? Why don't you eat? The pork ribs and winter melon soup here are good!" Le Huizhen looked at Xu Yifan strangely and asked, why are you acting cool while eating?
Xu Yifan picked up the pork rib soup that Le Huizhen had turned around with his left hand. Without using a spoon, he picked up the soup bowl and put it to his mouth. However, his eyes were still looking in the direction of Leon, and his right hand did not move, hanging under the table.
Salina, Ge Lian, and Le Huizhen soon discovered something unusual about Xu Yifan and Peng Yixing.
"Don't turn your head, just relax and eat! Ari and I can handle anything that happens!" Xu Yifan said softly without blinking, his expression unchanged.
Salina and Coleen were still a little unable to react, but Le Huizhen shared the same sorrow with Xu Yifan at the Yunlai Teahouse on Hong Kong Island. Seeing Xu Yifan's posture, he immediately thought of the gunfight at the Yunlai Teahouse. In the same scene, Xu Yifan
Also looking at her own back seriously, Le Huizhen's delicate little face wrinkled, it couldn't be that the killer was behind her again!
Le Huizhen guessed something from Xu Yifan's eyes, and felt like crying. Why was she always the one who got hurt?
Salina didn't know when she held Le Huizhen's little hand from under the table, which made Le Huizhen calm down a lot. Yes, with Xu Yifan, a sharpshooter husband, she didn't need to worry too much. Xu Yifan never
Although Salina was Xu Yifan's eldest wife, Le Huizhen accompanied Xu Yifan through more ups and downs, whether it was the kidnapping case at the 'Cointreau Hotel' or the gunfight at the 'Yunlai Teahouse'
, with Xu Yifan here, Le Huizhen saved the day from danger several times.
Although the air-conditioning is on in the restaurant, Leon is sweating more and more. Even his palms are sweating. This has never happened before. This is because Peng Yixing opposite is getting more and more powerful. Although Leon is not
Although he understands these mysterious things, he also understands that when Peng Yixing's momentum reaches its peak, it will be the moment of life and death.
"Bang bang bang..."
Suddenly a gunshot rang out.
Everyone in the restaurant was stunned for a moment. Leon's eyes froze, and he immediately took out the pistol in his pocket. He took the opportunity to lower his body, trying to use the bodies of the obese couple to cover himself. Xu Yifan didn't want Xu Yifan to be faster. When he stretched out his right hand,
, a ".38" pistol that was so common that it had been eliminated by the United States appeared in his hand out of thin air like a ghost.
Before Leon's gun started to aim, Xu Yifan's gun had already locked onto his head. Peng Yixing's gun was not slow either. Moreover, Leon, who is also an experienced gun player, could tell at a glance that this was a super powerful modified gun. One shot
It can take away a piece of your flesh. There is an optical sight on the sight line above the gun. It can be seen that the accuracy will not be inferior. Peng Yixing has already locked his head at this moment. Leon's cold sweat instantly soaked his back.
, his breathing suddenly became heavy. What kind of task did that bastard little Japanese give him? These two people are both super masters among masters.
Fortunately, Leon was not stupid. He didn't have time to target Xu Yifan and Peng Yixing, so he aimed directly at Le Huizhen's back. Otherwise, even if he aimed at Xu Yifan, he wouldn't be able to block Peng Yixing's bullet.
It's too late, but it's so fast. In fact, from the sound of gunshots upstairs to the time Xu Yifan, Peng Yixing, and Lyon pulled out their pistols and aimed at each other, it was just a short moment. Everyone in the restaurant couldn't even think.
The sound of gunfire sounded, and in the blink of an eye, I saw three guns confronting each other in the living room.
"ah!"
"Run!"
"You have a gun, run!"
Everyone in the restaurant panicked for a moment and quickly ran away, including the American couple who looked fat and slow. They all scurried away with agility that was not suitable for their body types. Only Xu Yifan and a few people were left at the table in the entire restaurant.
, and a guy from a table in Lyon.
Leon's crouched posture was very awkward and uncomfortable, but he did not dare to get up, because in his current position, he could use Le Huizhen's body to slightly block the sight of Xu Yifan and Peng Yixing.
…
There is a tense confrontation downstairs, but the gun battle upstairs has already begun. Or it cannot be said to be a gun battle, it can only be said to be a one-sided massacre.
"Honey, run away!" The short, fat guy's wife who shouted hurriedly was not so lucky.
"Bang bang bang!" Three consecutive gunshots rang out, and a hot-figured woman had three bullet holes in her chest.
"!ye!"
The shooter turned out to be Stan, Stanfield, who showed great trust in the pudgy guy yesterday.
After Stanfield fired three shots, he clenched his left hand into a fist and shouted excitedly: "It's perfect!"
"Mom!" another young woman shouted, walked through the middle living room, and hurriedly ran into another room to hide.
"Bang bang!" Two more gunshots rang out.
A woman fell to the ground, this time shot in the back.
Stanfield closed his eyes, took a breath, shook his head nervously, smiled at the short, fat man with a pale and frightened face, then put away the spear in his hand and threw it to his side.
One of his men caught it.
"I made a promise to you yesterday at noon today." Stanfield suddenly put away his smile and said seriously: "Do you know that I have been waiting for your call in the office this morning. If you confessed, it would not have happened like this.
That's it." Stanfield spread his hands with a very innocent expression, as if he was not the one who had just shot his wife and daughter twice.
"Hehehe!" Stanfield suddenly smiled and raised the watch on his hand to look at it: "Look! It's exactly twelve o'clock. This is the correct concept of time."
"Bang!"
The old-fashioned wall clock in the restaurant suddenly rang. The three gun-wielding guys were startled and almost shot at the same time. Fortunately, the three of them were sensitive people and quickly discovered that it was the sound of the wall clock.
, it’s already twelve o’clock.
"People who have no sense of time are blaspheming life!" Stanfield suddenly pointed at the short and fat man like a saint and shouted: "You are not a sincere person." Stanfield looked around the short man.
The decoration of the fat guy's home concluded, who knows what logic he used to sum it up. w
The short and fat man leaned against a wall, his face twitching. What happened was too sudden. Stanfield and his gang shot and killed people as soon as they entered the house. There was no room for negotiation. When he came to his senses,
His wife and eldest daughter were already lying in a pool of blood.
"Are you going to hand over the goods yourself? Or should I search it myself?" Stanfield stretched out a palm and said, "Don't waste my life anymore."
The short, fat man's eyes twitched and he said nothing.
"Smash it!" Stanfield shouted angrily.
under the bed.
Matilda hugged her four-year-old brother and lay on her side under the bed, covering her brother's mouth tightly with both hands. Her panicked eyes were full of fear and horror, because she was facing her own sister, and she was so shocked.
Passing under the bed, you could see her eyes widened, as if she was staring at her with eyes fixed on her.
"Stan! This guy has a daughter and a son!" one of Stanfield's men shouted after finding a framed family photo of the pudgy guy.
Stanfield took it, took a look at it, and threw it away. The photo frame slid along the floor under a sofa bed and appeared under the tip of Matilda's nose. However, Matilda didn't even dare to breathe. She was so moist.
Looking at the people in the photo, the precocious woman already knew that she would never see her mother and sister again, even though she once hated these two women.
Stanfield slapped his men on the head hard and cursed: "Don't think of me as a big villain, I'm not that kind of person. I just want to find ways to reunite my family when I have sons and daughters. Is it right?"
Are you going to leave the child without a mother?”
Stanfield's men covered their heads and moved away, cursing secretly in their hearts: "You still say you're not a bastard, you're really fucking stupid with a boss like this!"