Chapter 431 The situation has changed...it seems that it has not changed
After walking through the stone street and seeing the graffiti wall, the rest of the trip felt a bit boring.
At about four o'clock in the afternoon, when the sky was still bright, the activities around the hotel came to an end for the time being. Again, if you are not here for shopping, there are really not many places worth visiting in Central, at least for Tang Dynasty.
That's right.
Of course, if you don’t have any clear goals, just go out and see the world, see different customs and customs, and broaden your horizons, then it’s actually not bad. There are many ways and meanings of tourism. The aesthetics of the Tang Dynasty is just his aesthetics and does not represent
other.
Oh, a little thing happened in the middle, which was one of the reasons why their trip ended early.
At about 3:30 in the afternoon, they were a little tired from walking all the way. There were several cafes on the roadside. Li Xiaolin suggested that they go in to have a drink and take a rest. But when they were ordering food, something happened.
Somewhat unpleasant.
At that time, the short-haired tour guide named Sally went to the restroom, so the task of ordering food fell on Xiao Duan. This is a well-established workplace rule. When you come out with the leader, small things like ordering food and pressing the elevator button will naturally be handled by the team member.
The person with the lowest position is in charge.
Of course, this kind of rule is not absolute. It does not apply to Xie Wei and Li Xiaolin. They are not people who put on airs. On the contrary, they are mature and independent. They may do some small things that they can do without waiting for others to react.
.And if Xiao Duan takes the initiative to take over, he will be happy to see the success and will not refuse. After all, this may be an opportunity for the latter to perform, and there is no need to offend the good intentions of the employees.
Then something inexplicable happened, Xiao Duan was choked by the cafe waiter.
The general process was very simple. After learning about the tastes of Tang Chao and others, Xiao Duan told the waiter the coffee they needed. Since he didn't understand Cantonese, he spoke in Mandarin.
This is normal, but I didn't expect to get a response like "What are you talking about?" Xiao Duan was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, the other party rolled his eyes and added a vague Cantonese sentence mixed with "Bei Gu".
The general meaning is that the country bumpkin thought better of it, then muttered that it was a waste of time, abandoned the stunned people, and turned around to leave...
The matter is a small matter, not new, and there is no need to go online.
The poor attitude of Xiangjiang’s service industry is no longer a problem. Similar rumors have been heard before the Tang Dynasty. On the eve of departure, when the girl was helping to find relevant travel guides, she also saw several articles on the Internet about mainland tourists being raped by Xiangjiang locals.
People ridiculed the news about discrimination. I didn’t pay attention to it at the time, but I didn’t expect that I would become a person involved so soon...
Of course, it should be noted that not all Xiangjiang service practitioners are like this, and there is no need to overturn everyone with one stroke.
But it has to be said that there are quite a few waiters like that one just now. It is impossible to understand Mandarin. To put it bluntly, it is just looking down upon. There are three languages commonly used here, English, Cantonese, and Mandarin. This order of arrangement is basically the same.
It's just that some local waiters watch the order in which people order their dishes.
Yes, not only for tourists from the mainland, but I don’t know where the confidence comes from. Some waiters, even locals who speak Cantonese, look down on them...
At this point, after the short-haired tour guide Sally came out of the bathroom and looked at the Tang Dynasty people who were looking at each other. After learning about this, she was furious and asked the waiter to comment. Then she was also choked, and the two of them had a big quarrel in the coffee shop.
It's evident.
Finally, of course, you can’t drink coffee, and there is no such thing as pretending to be a pig or eating a tiger, which is a popular follow-up, and it is unnecessary and impossible to do it.
After coming out of the coffee shop, the Tang Dynasty people were fine and their moods were basically stable. Xiao Duan was a little sad at first, but seeing Sally, the short-haired tour guide who was furious and made several complaint calls in a row, she still refused to give up.
, was a little shocked by its fighting power, and his anger was almost gone, and he even began to comfort the latter.
After a small incident, no one cared much about it. They just lost interest in continuing to hang out. After discussion, they decided to return to the hotel early.
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As night falls, the crowds are bustling, the signs are everywhere, and the neon lights are dazzling. This is Xiangjiang.
Different from the daytime, Central at night is a little less refined and orderly, and a little more noisy and real. Especially on Wellington Street, the colorful signs of bars and nightclubs attract restless souls from all directions.
The professional elites in formal suits and ties took off their masks and gathered together, adding a bit more excitement to this bustling city that never sleeps.
In comparison, around ten or eleven o'clock, the area around Shiban Street, which is relatively lively during the day, begins to gradually become quieter after the stalls are closed.
At about this time, in the corner of a certain graffiti wall on the street, a figure whose face could not be seen appeared quietly, walking silently along the shadow of the wall, like a night wandering spirit, whether it was illuminated by the street lights next to the road or above the traffic lights.
None of the surveillance cameras captured any trace of him!
After turning into a deep old street, the ghostly figure became even harder to find. Before walking very far, I suddenly paused, and there was no sound around me. I stood there quietly like a sculpture for about three minutes, and then moved forward again, with a clear goal.
Close to a mottled iron door.
This is obviously the back door of a building. As for what kind of building it is, if you can raise your vision and turn to another alley not far away, you will see a familiar Peace Dove Gate, which is exactly what Tang Chao saw in the afternoon.
Qingba was seized during the period.
Without moving the old-fashioned copper lock on the door, he only raised his hand and pressed the iron gate fence. The dark figure rose up like a large bat, nimbly crossed the blue brick wall, and disappeared in an instant.
As if he was looking for something, the dark figure put on gloves, took out a low-light flashlight, and looked around in the back kitchen of the bar. If he hadn't jumped over the wall just now, he would have opened the cupboard and opened the pot, looking like he was extremely hungry.
He caught the homeless man who broke into the house.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! I couldn't find what I wanted to find in the kitchen, but the dark figure was quite patient and gradually moved forward in the search. About five minutes later, I appeared in the main hall of the bar.
Scanning with a low-light flashlight, the small front hall was in a mess. The benches, tables and chairs, including the stylish solid wood bar, and the wine storage rack at the back, were all broken and collapsed. Drinks of various colors were spilled on the wooden floor.
, no one cleaned it up, and it was stained with mottled colors of unknown meaning, which coincided with the art paintings on the graffiti wall outside.
However, the visitor obviously didn't have any artistic talent and ignored the weird colors on the floor. On the contrary, the flashlight's dim light fell on the surrounding walls, especially those damaged areas where the original shape could not be seen and seemed to have been shoveled. The light lingered several times.
.
This is what is called professionalism. You can see the key points at a glance.
The numerous damages on the walls were originally the marks of bullets. As for why they are like this now, they should have been dealt with by the police in order to prevent unnecessary panic.
After a general observation, starting from the bar, the dark figure once again conducted a blanket search. The original appearance of the front hall was basically not changed, but every detail and corner was not missed. The technique was quite sophisticated. Unfortunately, after a full search, only a few business cards were found.
, and found nothing.
The visitor didn't show much disappointment, and he probably didn't have much hope either. After all, the place had been cleared by the police. He put away those business cards that were of no use, and was about to return the same way, when he suddenly stopped.
, slowly turned his head and shined his flashlight on it. It was a decorative mural embedded entirely in the wall.
If you take a closer look, you will see that the content of the painting is unremarkable and requires no elaboration.
However, the dark figure seemed to be sure of something. He groped around the picture frame with his palm and found no gaps. After thinking for a moment, he directly reached out and removed the outer glass. The ordinary painting inside immediately fell down, and with it...
Is there a folded note?
Seeing this, the dark figure's eyes flashed, and he immediately reached out to grab it. However, at this moment, a faint voice suddenly came into his ears. It was so clear that you could even feel the slight airflow of speaking words, brushing against the scorpion tattoo on his neck.
, the hair on the hair stood on end instantly!
"Thank you for your hard work...but this is not what you should take."
It can be seen from the series of performances from entering the house to searching that the dark figure is definitely a professional. And how could such a person be quietly touched from behind without noticing? This is extremely unreasonable.
!
Of course, now is not the time to dwell on this. Almost as soon as the first syllable of "Xie" was pronounced, the dark figure suddenly dwarfed. He neither rushed forward in panic nor took the risk of bumping back. The soles of his feet were motionless as if they were welded to the floor.
, at the same time, he arched his elbow, raised it suddenly, and hit it back, with an even angle, and the tip of the elbow pointed directly behind the figure and straightened the figure's throat - in just a short breath, he even found the vital part by listening to the sound and identifying the position!
It has to be said that the reaction speed of the dark figure is not unsatisfactory, and the counterattack movements are even more classic and standard. If he had changed the target, he might have made a comeback. But it happened to be the one who came, an experienced old yin.
Compare!
Phew - the counterattack failed, sweeping across the forearm, the scoff sound was like a knife passing by, and failed again. But this was a feint, the other arm swung slightly, bucked the trend, and lifted up, the cuff of the knife flashed away!
Bang, this time it finally failed, but the sound effect was wrong. It was not the sharp sound of the knife entering the body. Instead, the moment the arm was raised, the wrist was easily pressed down, and with another slight shock, the dagger fell to the ground.
"Muay Thai, Filipino daggers... they are both good."
The faint voice came again, and the dark figure finally couldn't help but move. He couldn't move. The situation was too passive and he was restricted in every way. Until now, he didn't even see what the other party looked like. If he continued like this, he would definitely die!
He took a diagonal step, kicked off the ground with the soles of his feet, twisted his body violently, and punched out a very fast fist, which was a very classic right straight punch in Muay Thai.
However, it is a pity that he failed again. Even when he turned around, he still couldn't see a human figure within his field of vision. It seemed as if he had been fighting a ghost like a tarsal maggot. But of course that was impossible, at least the wind in his clothes couldn't deceive him.
Man——Obviously, the opponent had predicted his counterattack in advance and once again took the lead and turned behind him!
His eyes showed despair. Yes, after just a few rounds of confrontation between the electric lights and flints, the dark figure couldn't help but despair. This kind of biting coldness that felt like falling into an ice cellar, and the suffocating and terrifying pressure that felt like the air around him was being sucked out. Outsiders really couldn't help it.
Know!
Victory or defeat, even life and death, may have been decided as early as being touched on the back!
"Origin, purpose. Tell me these, I can..."
Before he finished speaking, he roared in a low voice. Like a dying beast, the dark figure stepped on the ground again and turned around forcefully, "Why bother..."
Amid a faint sigh, a powerful force suddenly exploded from the spine of the dark figure. There was a clear and horrifying sound of bone breaking, and the severe pain in the nerves instantly shot straight to the brain. With a muffled scream, the whole person flew out of the air like a torn sack.
, it hit the floor with a bang and slid to the corner of the wall.
Breathing rapidly, his arms kept supporting the floor, the dark figure tried to struggle to get up again, but this was doomed to be in vain. His spine had been completely shattered at that moment. Even if he received timely treatment, the best result would be paralysis for the rest of his life.
Well, if he still has the rest of his life...
It was only then that the dark figure saw the outline of the sneak attacker, a tall and slender figure. He bent down to pick up the note from the floor, opened it and looked at it, then turned to look this way, stepped closer, and
He has a handsome face with a three-dimensional look.
There is no doubt that these are the Tang Dynasty children's shoes that slipped out of the hotel.
He was late, so Li Xiaolin insisted on dragging him to play cards, and the game lasted until not long ago. She finally got out, and as soon as she arrived near the bar, she accidentally bumped into the man in front of her, and followed him in.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Looking down at the young man in front of him with the obvious characteristics of Southeast Asian burnt-yellow skin, Tang Chao couldn't help but shook his head. Although he didn't know him, he should
He is not an unknown person, he is really strong. If it is a head-on confrontation, even if he wants to win the opponent, he will have to work hard at least. What a pity!
"You are just a person, then you are not a life hunter... Forget it, don't ask, you probably don't want to answer now..." Squatting down, looking into those eyes that turned from longing to relief, Tang
Chao Mingran nodded, "Goodbye!"
Raise your hand to form a knife, then simply chop it off, click - caress the opponent's eyes, take a few breaths, and wait for the body under the palm to stop twitching and remain motionless.
Raising his hands and standing up, Tang Chao shook his head again, to tell the truth. At first, he really didn't want to kill the other party, because it would be troublesome to dispose of the body of an unfamiliar person... Well, it doesn't make sense to talk about it now.
I took out a cheap new mobile phone, installed the signal card, read the phone number on the note again, crumpled it into a ball and put it in my pocket, dialed it, and after three rings,
"Hello, who's there?"
"ghost."
"Uh..." The voice on the other end of the phone that had been deliberately thickened just now suddenly returned to its original voice in shock. It was undoubtedly Yelian, "You, you finally... you came early?!"
Tang Chao couldn't help but rolled his eyes when he heard this, "Who the hell are you? Am I very old?"
Obviously, Yelian was very excited and nervous. But after all, a professional is a professional. After taking a few deep breaths, he quickly regained his senses and said, "Your current location is at the Peace Dove Bar? Do you need me to come over?"
"No, let me introduce the current situation. Is your master dead?"
"Not yet, no! My master is alive and well..." The voice gradually became fainter. After a pause, he thought of something and changed the subject. He hurriedly said, "The situation has changed, except for the life hunter I mentioned in the email before.
In addition, there is another enemy now, who was sent by his employer, and I have just found out his origin."
"His name is Venomous Scorpion. His origin is unknown. He made his debut three years ago. He operates in Southeast Asia and has an astonishing mission completion rate. He is recognized as a first-class killer in the industry and his strength cannot be underestimated. He is good at stealth, close combat and knife skills... Are you convenient now?
?I can send the specific information to your email later..."
"Wait a minute." Tang Chao interrupted, looked at the corpse on the ground, and blinked, "The poisonous scorpion you are talking about, is there a scorpion tattoo on the back of the neck?"
Ye Lian on the other end of the phone was obviously startled: "Uh... yes, what's the matter?"