Busy commercial streets, noisy roadside, and crowds of people coming and going.
In front of a public phone booth that no one cares about, the red dot between the eyebrows is firmly locked, and murderous intent follows him like a shadow.
Edison slightly squinted his gray-yellow eyes and glanced instantly across the street, to the southeast corner, where there was an office building. Hundreds of open or closed windows reflected the sun's rays, making it dazzling and confusing. For a moment, there was no way to find it.
"Interesting..." A confident smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth. Edison's body was as straight as a pine, and he seemed to have no intention of evading. "With a laser pointer worth a few dollars, he hid in a dark corner and secretly clicked and took aim.
Oh, maybe there's a telescope, you think you can scare me?"
"Or maybe it's a 0.3-caliber Remington 700 rifle with a corrector, equipped with a Hensoldt military scope..."
"I don't believe it!" Edison raised his chin slightly, and the infrared light spot moved accordingly, facing the sudden and powerful deadly killing intent, his eyes were as sharp as lightning, "Shoot, if you have a trigger!"
After a short silence that was suppressed to the point of suffocation, the strong murderous intention dissipated like a passing cloud, and a chuckle came from the other end of the phone, "Oh, you win."
As soon as he finished speaking, the infrared light spot disappeared, but then appeared again, but this time it was no longer a red dot, but a red crescent. It disappeared again, and a bright red palm with five fingers spread out appeared again, moved, and landed on Eddie
Sen frowned on the left side of his face, then jumped on the right side of his face, jumping sideways repeatedly like a slap...
This time Edison saw it, through the plastic outer window of the public phone booth, and his face became more gloomy.
"Calm down, calm down, you know, China is a big country, and there are many differences in the way we treat guests." The voice next to the microphone came again, with a little distress, "What should I do now? I'm a little worried. I just want to know what you guys are doing.
The purpose of my visit, and I want you to leave China obediently... Why don't you give me an idea?"
"Okay." Edison said coldly, "When I find you, find you, and kill you, you don't have to worry anymore!"
"It's an idea, but my dream is world peace. What if I don't like fighting and killing?"
"Then there's nothing I can do."
"Yeah, it's really difficult..."
There was a sigh, accompanied by a long exhale. Edison licked his lips. He could tell that the other person was smoking. He subconsciously reached for the left pocket of the windbreaker and then the right pocket. His brows could not help but frown slightly.
.
As if guessing what he was thinking, a voice came from the phone asking, "Didn't you bring any cigarettes?"
This is of course impossible. Edison is a long-time smoker and takes it with him when he goes out. He smoked a cigarette not long ago, but now he can't find the cigarette case for some reason. He said angrily: "Maybe you can send one over.
"
"A reasonable request, but unfortunately I really can't fulfill it." The faint voice, with a long puff of smoke, was a little vague, "You should be able to understand, the thief is always afraid of meeting the owner of his suffering again."
The palm of his hand that moved towards the pocket of his pants paused for a moment. Edison's mouth was half-opened, his expression suddenly solemn and solemn, and he took a slight breath: "What are you smoking!"
"Marlboro, ice blue, mint, good taste, refreshing."
Although he was mentally prepared, Edison couldn't help but feel his heart throbbing when he heard the words. A chill instantly rushed from his tailbone to his brain, and his body as straight as a pine trembled. Yes, that was his cigarette.
The only cigarette card he smokes! When did he take it away... Obviously, this is no longer important. What is important is that the other party has been bullying him so close to him, but he didn't notice it at all, and he didn't even have any sense of danger. Instead,
In other words, if the other party's purpose was not to steal cigarettes, but to assassinate him, then he would be dead by now...
After a moment of silence, Edison said dryly: "Is your purpose to get us to leave China?"
"And why you're here."
"Okay, all the Black Thunder will take the nearest flight to leave China!" After making up his mind, Edison agreed decisively. If you don't be decisive, the biggest operational advantage of the members of the underground world is that they are in the dark, and the target is in the dark.
Obviously. But the current situation is obviously not the case. They have been exposed and can only wait for death if they stay.
"As for our purpose..." After a slight hesitation, "We have already collected the upfront deposit. You may know that according to the rules of our industry..."
"Rules are always less valuable than human lives, right? Well, if you can't decide at the moment, you can call and discuss it with the team members. I believe he will make a wise decision."
People who play tactics have a strong heart and are often cautious, because they need to consider all aspects. Black Thunder's brain, classic cars are no exception. How bold can you expect a person who never drives beyond 60 yards? As long as Edison
If he can truthfully respond to the encounter, this person will definitely agree without saying a word, tell everything and be sincere.
And Edison, who has been working as a partner for many years, naturally knows this. After pondering for a while, without making a call, he sighed: "Okay, you win... About a week ago, we accepted a single mission and came here to fight together. The three of us
We officially arrived a few days ago. The specific mission content is not very clear yet. We only know that it is to rob something, and we are only responsible for peripheral interception. Yesterday, we met the leader. I recognized someone, a yellow-skinned Asian.
, the captain of the Poison Arrow Mercenary Group, they should be the main force in this operation."
"Poison Arrow Mercenary Group... Where is the employer's information? How much do you know?"
Killers and mercenaries are still different. The former does not need to know the employer's information. Even if they know it accidentally, they have to pretend not to know. This is the rule, unless the employer is unwilling to pay the balance, but that is rarely the case because the payment is directly sent to the platform.
The situation is different for mercenaries, because the task target is usually not a single person, but to solve something or achieve a certain tactical goal, which requires detailed communication and communication, and often overlaps with the employer.
However, "It's rare. Although we do meet once, the employer is very cautious and careful. He wears a mask and a robe when talking, and uses a voice changer when speaking, but..."
After a pause, Edison looked solemn, "I can feel that he is very strong. Whether it is me or the captain of the Poison Arrow Mercenary Group, standing in front of him is like a prey being stared at by a ferocious beast. Unconsciously, he will give birth to...
So much pressure.”
If two mercenary captains who have been on the battlefield and are accustomed to seeing life and death are not very comfortable, then this mysterious employer is obviously no ordinary person. After a moment of silence, the other end of the phone asked, "Is there any other information?"
"No, we came in a hurry. We are only in the preliminary investigation stage now. The weapons have not been delivered yet... Oh, that Asian, the captain of the Poison Arrow Mercenary Group seems to have other purposes here. The employer should know that they
There seems to be some kind of agreement between them, but I don’t know the details, that’s all.”
"Very well, the last question is to answer the first question I asked."
Edison was stunned: "What?"
"How do you feel? I remember this is your first time coming to China, this ancient oriental civilization?"
"...Before this phone call, I felt pretty good." Edison said expressionlessly, "Now, it's terrible!"
"Oh, I'm sorry..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a loud bang and the phone was hung up!
He looked up at the office building across the street again, paused, exhaled, and strode away without looking back. A few minutes later, Tang Chao's figure appeared on the noisy street again, casually holding a child's toy and an infrared laser light.
Throwing it into his pocket, he looked at the tall figure in the crowd in front of him, smiled slightly apologetically, and continued to follow...
Friendship is friendship, but because of uneasiness, you still have to leave if you should!
If Edison or Black Thunder really came for a vacation, Tang Chao would not mind turning a blind eye and would provide some convenience in the dark, such as Saifen travel guide and so on. But after receiving the mission, Tang Chao
The DPRK can only expel them from the country. What kind of commotion a group of regular mercenaries can cause in a prosperous and bustling city in a stable environment, and the scope of the attack it can cover, is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
The undetermined risk is too high. If you don't want to involve yourself, it's better to get rid of it early and stay out of sight and out of mind.
There is also the Poison Arrow mercenary group and the mysterious employer that have not yet surfaced... My head hurts. No, why should I worry about this matter? I will bring down the rise of Kyushu when I get back...