Chapter 379 Follow the clues and find out the melon
Pulling out the chair, Tang Chao sat down as if there was no one around, took the napkin under the cup and plate, wiped off the blood on the knuckles on the back of his hand, and threw it away. After doing all this, he faced the owner of the table in the corner and said:
The old man in a dark woolen coat, with gray hair, and whose overall mental state seemed to be in good shape, nodded in greeting.
Judging from the surrounding layout, this is obviously a small bar. It does not play music similar to reggae, country and other genres. The atmosphere is quite ordinary. Of course, it may have more to do with the geographical location in a remote area on the outskirts of the city. In short, it is not
There aren't many guests.
Oh, now there are several figures lying crookedly on the floor in the hall, groaning in pain. They are not guests. There are two big men at the entrance of the back kitchen who came a step late, looking at them with blank expressions.
The messy hall, the comrades in distress, and a greatly twisted shotgun barrel on the ground not far away... His vision suddenly tightened with horror, and he hesitated in his hurried steps.
Bang, snap of his fingers, breaking the dead silence here. Tang Chao turned around and looked at the bar near the door, "A glass of tonic water, thank you."
The young bartender didn't seem to hear anything. He took a deep breath, his hands naturally drooped, and his elbows were hidden behind the wooden bar. He looked inquiringly at the old man opposite Tang Chao.
The latter nodded slightly, and then his eyes fell back on the uninvited guest in front of him. In fact, his eyes had not moved away since he started. During this process, his expression changed several times, but there was no fear or panic, even if his bodyguard was hit three times.
Five divided by two simply fell to the ground... After living to this age, humans naturally have all the emotions they should have, but there are really not too many things to be afraid of. His lips moved slightly: "You broke the rules."
Tang Chao smiled: "Why can't it be revenge?"
The old man shook his head carelessly: "As I get older, my brain becomes more and more confused, but I am not blind." The implication is that he confirmed the identity of the Tang Dynasty killer.
Tang Chao was not surprised either. The perception between similar people is always keen. Although the old man in front of him is not a killer, which can be seen from his trembling palms that could not hold the firearm steadily, he is a real person in the industry.
Its nature is similar to that of an intermediary, except that compared with several large dark web platforms on the Internet, this kind of intermediary is smaller in scale and often has a strong regional flavor. To put it bluntly, it only does door-to-door business.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to break the rules here, but someone broke my travel plan first and squatted outside the window with a sniper rifle to disturb people's dreams, so..." Tang Chaozuo spread his hands helplessly.
There is indeed an unwritten rule in the industry, that is, the grievances between buyers and sellers do not involve the intermediary platform, and the wrongdoers have their own owners. Of course, this refers to normal circumstances, that is, when you are good, I am good, and everyone is good. In special circumstances
, it’s hard to say, after all, few people in this industry take the rules seriously...
As he spoke, the young bartender brought the tray and put down tonic water, a soda-like sparkling drink with a natural plant-based bitterness. It is generally used to mix with spirits to make various cocktails. He traced a circle along the rim of the cup with his finger.
He held it up close to his nose, sniffed lightly, shook his head and smiled, then put it down casually.
"My craftsmanship is a bit rough, buddy." With a faint voice, the bartender's right hand instantly reached behind his waist. Tang Chao's back was turned as if he hadn't seen him before. "Since you just want to knock him down instead of directly poisoning him, how about changing to a drink?"
Sample?"
The young bartender's body was slightly stiff and he couldn't help but look at the old man. The latter didn't raise his eyelids and shook his head calmly, "Don't be embarrassed, take it back." Hearing this, the young bartender bowed slightly and without saying a word, picked up the water glass and turned around to leave.
No one paid much attention to this minor incident. When the second cup of normal tonic water arrived, Tang Chao opened his palm, threw out two cards and dropped them on the table.
One is an ID card, and the photo is of a middle-aged man with a slightly sinister face, named Tyler Myers. The other is something like a business card, with dark patterns on a black background, a rather simple design, and the content is
It was a mess, no signature, no title, only a few Arabic numerals and an obvious transfer number printed on it.
But it caused the pupils of the calm old man in front of him to shrink greatly, and the age spots on his cheeks twitched. "I need a name, that's all, let's think about it." After speaking, Tang Chao picked up the tonic water, looked away, and looked at it with interest.
Bar interior.
There is nothing much to say about the identity document. If you readers still have memories, you should remember that this man named Taylor is the agent of the three professional killers. As for the business card, it also comes from the former. Tang Chao looked through his wallet.
I found it and brought it with me.
That was a cleaner's business card, and of course it didn't refer to housekeeping services, although the other party also provided door-to-door services...well, it was a professional body collection team and cleaning experts.
Knowing this, the intention of the Tang Dynasty is very obvious, either to give the superiors of the assassination mission, or to clean up experts to come here to work... Choose one of the two, it is a very simple multiple-choice question, isn't it?
This is the fact. A few minutes later, Tang Chao left the bar through the back door. Soon after, the old man walked out of the back door with the support of the young bartender and sent him to the car on the side of the road. The old man raised his hand and said, "Go back and clean up, business."
Let it go first and get people out of here as soon as possible."
"Understood." After hesitating for a moment, the young bartender couldn't help but said, "To be able to offer such a high assassination bounty, the employer must not be an ordinary force. Maybe... we can reveal the information to the other party and try to kill someone with a borrowed knife..."
"Shut up!" The old man's eyes, which had always been acting decrepit, suddenly flashed with sparkle. He shouted and interrupted. Then he glanced around and looked at the young bartender who lowered his head instantly. His expression softened slightly and said, "Remember us.
Identity, never, never have such thoughts, it’s too dangerous!”
"He broke the rules first..."
"But he has the strength." The old man asked calmly, "Do we have it?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The young man was speechless. Thinking of the tall figure who had accomplished perfect control of the field in an instant while single-handedly destroying everything, he licked his dry lips and lowered his head completely, "I know what to do.
Done."
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Around midnight, in a quiet villa in the city, Lawrence and his party walked out one after another. They stopped at the door for a brief greeting, and beside them were young men running before and after, driving and standing guard, smoking and chatting.
The meeting had actually dispersed a long time ago, but they received news that the assassins had failed. They waited for a few more hours, and then decided to disperse without any further progress. No surprise.
If so, the next gathering will be tomorrow evening, when a large force will take action.
After several cars arrived, a group of people walked out. Lawrence, who came alone, temporarily followed the big black man. The latter was considered a local snake. His activity range was very close to the small town. He was also the first one to come after receiving the news earlier.
action team.
"Lawrence...Lawrence?"
"Huh? Oh, what's wrong?" Lawrence was momentarily absent-minded and smiled apologetically.
He shrugged carelessly, "According to your previous instructions, my people will take Steve and the others to find a place to stay. I can guarantee that the location will be fine, but only if they don't cause trouble themselves." The big black man seemed to be the same as Steve.
I don't deal with my husband very much, and I have to complain when I find an opportunity.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work. I can rest assured that you will do the work."
"Haha, of course." The big black man laughed and opened the car door. While waving his hand in an invitation gesture, he asked casually, "By the way, are you worried about something?"
Lawrence was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help turning his head to look at the big black man, who explained carelessly: "In the second half, oh, you seemed a little absent-minded after receiving the news that the killers had failed?"
Lawrence obviously didn't expect the black man to have such a delicate mind. After all, this man looked a bit rough in appearance, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. After all, he was in the underground world. Without this observation ability, he probably wouldn't be alive now.
Okay, smiled,
"Did I show it so obviously? Ha, okay, I was a little distracted..." After a pause, Lawrence shook his head and said, "Actually, it's nothing, I just feel like I forgot something and can't remember it for a while... Hmm
, it shouldn’t be important.”
"That's good, I thought you were sleepy and needed to rest. That wouldn't be conducive to the following activities..." The big black man winked with meaning, grinning and showing his white teeth that were shining brightly in the night, "How about it?
Man, let me make arrangements and take you to relax?"
Lawrence seemed a little helpless when he heard this, but he didn't intend to refuse. After all, it was a kind intention, "Okay, although my alcohol capacity is limited, it's okay to drink two drinks." This is the scope of relaxing the restrictions, and the black man can do it.
He didn't force it, and nodded happily, "Then have two drinks."
As soon as he finished speaking, the familiar cell phone ringtone rang again on the big black man. He picked it up and put it to his ear, "Hello?" Maybe he accidentally pressed the hands-free button. Lawrence, who was waiting to get into the car, heard a slight voice.
An emotional voice sounded in my ears,
"It's really hard to find you."
"Looking for me?" The big black man took the phone away inexplicably. Then he remembered the caller number and was startled, "Jamie, what are you doing... No, you are not Jamie, who are you?"
Jamie is the right-hand man of the big black man, a rather clever dark-skinned young man. It is precisely because of this cleverness that Lawrence asked him to do something in the evening... Suddenly realizing something, Lawrence's body suddenly shook.
He froze, his expression changed drastically, and before he could open his mouth to warn, bang——
The dull sound of gunshots from an unknown place instantly broke the quiet night. When approaching, blood exploded, and drops fell like rain. In the blink of an eye, the opened black car door was painted with new paint... Holding the head, jumping back, rolling, completely the body
Instinctively, Lawrence pressed his back against the tire of the car behind him, feeling cold to the bone.
He stared with wide eyes at the burly body that fell backwards without saying a word. As if in slow motion, a mobile phone flew out from the scarlet rain curtain. The slightly bright screen kept spinning in the air, and finally hit the black man who fell to the ground.
Beside the footstep, a belated answer came through the microphone,
"you guess."
madman……
The scene was quiet. Dozens of eyes not far away looked at each other. A cold wind whizzed past. Immediately, there was an uproar and chaos. "The enemy attacked——"