"Hello, Ms. Xie, is lunch to your liking? This Chinese restaurant tastes good. The owner is from Guangdong and Guangdong. He serves authentic Cantonese food... Haha, let me introduce myself first, Chu Dangge, the Chu of the Chu Kingdom, the drunken Singing Dangge,
The identities are similar to those of Zong Qing and Gao Changfeng that you came into contact with before."
"Hello Mr. Chu, I am Xie Wei, thank you for your hospitality."
"You're welcome. Well, Ms. Xie must be able to guess the purpose of my visit. If you don't mind, I'll go through the process..."
"Please help yourself."
After a brief exchange of greetings, the two palms touched each other symbolically across the table, and each sat down on the sofa.
Chu Dange took out a recording pen and placed it on the table openly. This process is inevitable, but it is not a formal interrogation. This can be seen from the current environment, an ordinary dining room. In addition, in the private room
There was no camera equipment, and there were no other people around. After the waiter, Piqiu, brought the tea, he simply walked out and left.
The atmosphere was not harmonious, but it was not serious either. It was just the nature of ordinary people talking and chatting. In fact, Chu Dange wanted to create a better atmosphere, but when he saw Xie Wei sitting down, her expression was calm and she crossed her hands on her shoulders.
This gesture makes it clear that you can skip the polite words and go straight to the topic.
"First of all, I would like to sincerely apologize to Ms. Xie on behalf of myself and the team. I'm sorry that we failed to protect your safety whether it was in the medical center or the apartment building last night. This is a dereliction of our work."
Xie Wei pondered for a moment, raised the corners of her mouth imperceptibly, and nodded in agreement: "Well, you guys are very good."
"Well……"
"It's just a joke. I don't mean anything else. I just suddenly thought of it... This is his evaluation." Xie Wei shook her head and chuckled, then waved her hand apologetically, "From my personal point of view, thank you very much for your help this time.
This is true, thank you!" He folded his hands and bowed solemnly to express his thanks.
"No, no, it's just my duty." Chu Dange quickly turned sideways to show that he couldn't bear it, then raised his hand and touched his nose, laughing at himself, "And, ha, just like the person who commented, we performed really well this time.
It was unsatisfactory and terrible. If that person hadn't appeared in time, it would have been a complete failure and the consequences would be disastrous. For this, as the commander, I bear the main responsibility..."
Waving his hand to interrupt Xie Wei's hesitant words of comfort, he shook his head, "I'm sorry, let's not talk about this first. Let's talk about that person. You two stayed together last night, right? I watched it on TV all night.
Hehe, he also sent you here this morning?"
"Yes." Xie Wei nodded calmly. On the way back from the beach, they discussed how to deal with the rise of Kyushu.
Refuse the inquiry from Jiuzhou Rise. This is feasible. If she insists not to tell, Jiuzhou Rise will not be embarrassed. But Tang Chao didn't seem to care much at the time, so just let her tell the truth. It doesn't matter...
Having said that, Xie Wei had her own thoughts, so she took a rest immediately after coming back in the morning. She wanted to organize her thoughts, including every question she answered now, she would think it through in her heart before speaking out.
For example, when I just reported that you guys are good at it, it was not just a joke, but a way to test Chu Tangge's attitude so that he could choose the right measure... Of course, she would not hide some obvious things, and there was no need for it.
"Then do you know what he did after he left? Or maybe you heard something, so you can guess." Naturally, Chu Dange didn't know what was going on in the calm woman in front of him. If he knew, there was nothing he could do, so he just asked as usual.
.
"I don't know much about this. He walked me to the corner of the street and left..." Shaking her head, Xie Wei lowered her eyebrows in deep thought, as if she suddenly understood, "Oh, he mentioned something, but I didn't understand it and didn't ask in detail.
, I don’t know if that’s the literal meaning.”
"What?"
"He said he would go fishing next."
"fishing?"
"right!"
This is the truth. Xie Wei answered quite simply. Chu Dange was stunned when he heard this, and then he touched his chin thoughtfully, seeming to have thought of something, but after all, there was insufficient information, and there was little point in making guesses out of thin air. He shook his head.
Get rid of distracting thoughts,
"Oh, fishing is good. Being close to nature can cultivate your sentiments... Well, let's talk about last night's experience. Starting from leaving the apartment building, it must have been wonderful."
"OK……"
... Speaking of which, let us temporarily move the camera away from the realm of battles of wits to scenes of battles of courage.
On the first floor of the Mid-Levels Villa, the main entrance is riddled with holes. Two corpses of big men in suits are lying on their backs, one on the left and one on the right. Their facial features are somewhat similar, and their eyes and expressions are exactly the same, as if they didn't know how to shoot until they died.
Where did the bullet that pierced the eyebrow come from?
There were also many corpses lying in the hall corridor inside, all of them had been shot in the front. Their expressions were no longer blank, but they were still similar, unbelievably horrified.
In addition, the ground is in a mess. The luxurious European-style decoration has turned into a shabby beggar's den. The air is filled with pungent gunpowder smoke, which even overwhelms the rich blood. Not a single exquisite wall lamp or chandelier can be seen intact or broken.
Only the base is left, or the wires are hanging powerlessly. Several large holes have been blown out of the expensive sofa, which must have been the work of a shotgun. The inner spring structure is exposed and protruding, and pieces of white feathers, some stained with blood, are scattered all over the hall.
yes.
The undoubtedly fierce gun battle seemed to have come to an end, and the hall fell into deathly silence.
"Save me...save me, I don't want to die..."
A weak cry for help came from a big man behind the sofa. He held his chest and abdomen open with one hand in despair to prevent the internal organs from flowing out along with the rushing blood. He reached out to the aisle behind with one hand, where there were several slightly trembling muzzles of guns.
To be cautious, half of his head popped out immediately, and he quickly passed through the hall without noticing anything. Then he looked at his surviving comrade, and his eyes paused at the latter's wound.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Gray, where is he?"
"Save me..."
"...I'm sorry, man, you should know the status of your injury. We can only avenge you. Where is he?"
"I...I didn't see clearly. I was at the bar just now..."
Whew, the muzzles of either thick or thin guns were pointed at the small bar on one side of the hall. The focus was naturally on the wooden cabinet that was more than ten feet long and looked like a low wall. It was made of solid wood and had a thick texture. The pistol bullet holes on it were basically not penetrated. Gesture
After fighting, several figures immediately dispersed and gathered around. At this time, the eyes of the dying man behind the sofa suddenly popped out.
"careful!"
Several people subconsciously pulled the trigger, and a deafening burst of gunfire suddenly exploded. In just a short moment, sawdust flew across the already dilapidated bar counter, and drinks splashed everywhere.
At the same time, behind the stone pillar supporting the ceiling, a figure in a trench coat quietly turned out like a ghost. When he met the frightened gaze of the big man behind the sofa, Tang Chao smiled, raised his left index finger to his mouth, shushed, and raised his right hand pistol.
, pointed at the few big men who were shooting feverishly, bang bang bang, it was a simple close range target shooting, it was still a fixed target, the result was obvious, after a few shots, the hall fell into an eerie silence again.
Put away the gun, change the magazine, step on the bloodstains and calmly step over the corpses on the ground, and walk towards the back corridor. When walking around the sofa, he said, "Kill me... please..." He kept walking, bang, and the sofa fainted.
The trembling, moaning, and moaning suddenly stopped.
I followed the wall to the entrance of the corridor and took a look. Inside the very short passage of three to five meters was an inner hall that was slightly smaller than the outer room but equally luxurious.
Damn capitalism, sighing with emotion, Tang Chao took out a grenade from his windbreaker, pushed it away with a ding, silently counted for a few seconds, threw it in, and dodged back. He screamed briefly, "There's an explosion--" Before he could finish his words, there was a huge roar.
The sound rang out, the ground of the house trembled, and waves of dust and air rolled out from the entrance of the corridor.
Turning around, squinting, he passed through the gray corridor in an instant, rushed into the inner hall, raised the gun, pulled the trigger, and moved horizontally. Several rolling and screaming figures on the ground not far away suddenly fell silent. There was no time to clear everything, and the alarm bells in his heart
There was a big earthquake, suddenly jumped out sideways, rattling, like a downpour, countless bullets hit from top to bottom, especially a submachine gun, following behind the Tang Dynasty like a shadow, hitting the ground, flashing like a string of sparks.
He hid behind the column, paused, turned in the opposite direction, and ducked out. The sound of the submachine gun disappeared just in time, and the pistol was pointed at the fleeting figure on the second floor. Bang bang, rubble flew everywhere, and it was empty... Tang Chao raised his eyebrows in surprise.
, then he stopped caring, and flashed back behind the stone pillar again, turned out from another direction, raised his gun to fight back, like dumplings, accompanied by screams, several figures fell from the second floor, smashing the fish tank table.
Chairs and other things...
Rushing in, killing people, controlling the situation, in less than half a minute, the noise subsided and the inner hall fell into silence.
There are still remnants of gunmen on the second floor, concentrated behind the outer guardrail wall, but they really don't have the courage to get up and shoot now. If you sweep down here, you won't even be able to touch the corners of your clothes, but if you shoot them casually from below, they will be dead.
Even if it hurts, who can withstand it?
Seeing the silence of the gunfire on the second floor, Tang Chao curled his lips, looking a little boring. There was nothing to brag about. The elite gunmen from Polar Glacier were either killed in the apartment building last night or died in the hidden medical center where they were treated for injuries. They are now guarding here.
Most of them are peripheral members who are not popular. Not to mention the level of strength, it is difficult to pass the test with just the will to fight. It's okay to fight with the wind. Once you are at a disadvantage, if you don't run or surrender, you are worthy of the salary you receive.
Bang...bang...bang...
He lowered the muzzle of his gun and pointed it at the struggling figure on the floor in the inner hall. One shot, then another... It was not torture, it was death with one shot.
It’s not that I despise the practice of besieging the wounded and rescuing them. On the battlefield, there is only victory and defeat, survival and death, and there is no such thing as noble or despicable.
When I was a mercenary in my previous life, I had done it in the Tang Dynasty, surrounding corpses and calling for reinforcements. This was originally the specialty of battlefield snipers. After I became a killer, I gradually got away from this skill. Killers don't have too many opportunities to shoot, and the mission
The targets are usually people of high status. If you can't kill them with a single shot, it's impossible to injure an assistant bodyguard character to lead to the target of the mission.
As for the moment, it's just cleaning up. For the gunmen hiding behind the bunker upstairs, it's just cowardice. It's obvious that they don't want to risk their lives for their injured companions. On the contrary, after realizing that Tang Chao is clean and tidy,
, after doing all the killing, he hid deeper. Oh, there are exceptions...
When Tang Chao raised his pistol again and pointed it at a screaming man whose legs were blown off by a grenade, several figures popped up from the corner of his eye. Whoa, his windbreaker stirred, and he suddenly threw out his left arm. When his empty left palm opened,
There was an extra black pistol, and it flashed past my eyes quickly, bang bang bang——
There were three gunshots, or just one gunshot. On the second floor corridor directly opposite, two figures leaned back and fell down at the same time, and a submachine gun flew out high...
"Whoops——"
The middle-aged man who had a quick flashback hugged his arm that was shot through, and leaned against the guardrail wall with a bang. He was sweating coldly, panting heavily, and turned his head stiffly. He first glared at the burly man on the left with a sharp look, and then looked towards
The corpses of the two gunmen on the right, who were still looking dead, had extremely precise piercings between their eyebrows, and their pupils shrank sharply. How could it be possible...
Just now, the three of them, no, it should be four of them, stood up and attacked at the same time, but the burly man next to him got scared and shrank back without even showing his head... It doesn't matter, three people are actually enough, and before that,
He also used a piece of broken glass to confirm that the muzzle of the figure below was not raised. In this case, how did the other party raise the gun, aim, pull the trigger, and hit three people in a row regardless of who started first?
?
"Twice, it's quite fast...You must be the person sent by Polar Glacier to deal with Ralph's matter." A faint sigh sounded in the hall, with a rather regretful tone.
When the middle-aged man heard this, his face suddenly became extremely embarrassed, and he took a breath: "I admit that your marksmanship is very accurate. If I die in your hands, I will admit defeat. But you are only one person, and the polar ice river will not let you go!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Oh, I misunderstood, I didn't mean to look down on you, I'm just a little disappointed." Downstairs, Tang Chao shook his head, "I can see that you are quite capable.
, but experience tells me that people with good abilities generally do not have a high status within the organization, at least not at the decision-making level. In short, you are not the fish I want to catch..."
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he couldn't help but be shocked and angry: "You are looking for death!" He heard the smell. The mountainside villa or Ralph's body was actually a bait, with the purpose of luring the organization to send people here again.
, and when he received the news in a nearby city, he accidentally ran into this dead end!
This is the fact. It was not for nothing that Tang Chao spent so many years in Europe and the United States in his previous life. He expected that Polar Glacier would not give up and had long planned to fight back. But what made him a little disappointed was that after waiting for so long, he would wait
It turned out that it was not a senior executive from Polar Glacier who had the same status as Ralph, but a middle-aged man with good strength and skill.
In terms of warning alone, there is a difference between killing a senior executive and killing a master. The former is undoubtedly more effective.
The middle-aged man became more frightened as he thought about it, and shouted again: "Do you think you can fight the polar glaciers by yourself? What a joke..."
Before he finished speaking, he asked, "...He's missing?" A suspicious reminder came from not far away. The middle-aged man was startled when he heard the words. He quickly stood up and looked near the stone pillar downstairs. Sure enough, the figure in the windbreaker was nowhere to be seen. He scanned around the hall again.
Except for corpses scattered here and there, it was empty.
Retreating? Impossible, no reason!
"Hold the stairs and don't let him come up... No, be careful of the nearby rooms with windows. The height of the second floor cannot block it. He may climb in from the outside."
His ears twitched slightly, and when he heard something, the middle-aged man turned his head hesitantly, and looked at the burly man beside him in disbelief. The latter was holding a mobile phone, covering his mouth with his hand and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, right next to Zuma Beach. Come on."
You can see it...come on, the situation is out of control..."
"What are you doing!" After a few steps, the middle-aged man grabbed the phone. He lowered his head and looked at the three huge numbers on the screen, 9, 1, 1. He raised his head and looked at the burly man with a stern expression.
He lowered his head... He was stunned for a while and couldn't come back to his senses!