Although the weather forecast said it would rain tonight, and the night sky above was indeed not very calm, it did not affect the liveliness here at all, nor the interest of the crowds of diners, including two of them who were full of foodie attributes.
Nuts.
In front of the food stall, there were three or two individual customers standing and waiting. The tall York looked particularly eye-catching among them, but he himself did not have this consciousness, or he could not care. His eyes were fixed on the iron plate that was glowing with oil.
Hua was making squid skewers with a very focused expression. Until a bowl of oden was handed to the front from behind.
"Try this." Naturally, it was my companion Sandy. The two of them had arrived at the food street for a while. They quickly integrated into each other and learned how to divide and cooperate. They went to find their favorite food and bought two portions.
If you finish it first, bring a copy to the other person so you don’t waste time.
"So fast? I'm almost healed. What is this...ha, let me try it first." Without waiting for Sandy to answer, York directly reached out to take the paper bowl and used the bamboo skewers inside to skewer several kinds of food.
He had all the ingredients, no matter if they were hot or not, and stuffed them into his mouth. Therefore, without turning his head, he did not notice the unnatural expressions and eyes of his companions.
"Listen, York, do you sense something isn't right?"
"Yes, the taste is a bit bland... Um, what did you say?" After swallowing the food in his mouth, York turned his head blankly. He really didn't hear clearly.
"...I said, it seems we are being targeted!"
After making a movement with his hands, making eye contact, and confirming that he had heard correctly through eye contact, York slowly put down the bamboo stick in his hand. With this single movement, he did not do any other abnormal behavior, nor did he subconsciously look around.
Without being so amateurish, “What time is it?”
"It's just a feeling..." Sandy hesitated. Since he felt something strange, he must have made some secret observations. What he originally wanted to say was that at eleven o'clock, there was a fried food stall there, and he was standing next to it.
He was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. He vaguely remembered that he had seen him before when he performed in the bar street. The Nike sportswear was a bit impressive, but the kid... shook his head, "It just doesn't feel good."
When York heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't blame his companion for his startled behavior. Of course it was impossible to tell such illusory things, but people like them would not ignore them easily. It was just that their physical condition was unavoidable.
He came down, moved his lips slightly, and lowered his voice: "So, you don't want to go back now, do you? We haven't even finished half of the shopping!"
"Then let's test it out, otherwise I'll always feel uneasy."
"You just think too much...Okay, how do you try it, the old way? Wait a minute, why are you so anxious? My squid is not ready yet..."
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This side is not in a hurry, but the other side is already ready.
Jiangyue Mansion, Moon Bay River Beach, in the rushing river near the bank, suddenly, waves splashed, and a strange humanoid figure emerged from the water. Then came the second, third... one after another towards the river.
The beach came closer and closer, and finally I could vaguely see it clearly.
Fortunately, it was not the water ghosts and monsters as imagined, but five or six frogmen wearing professional diving equipment, wading into the depression of the reef group, which was like a natural barrier, and gathered together.
"Everyone is here, Mammoth, do you want to take action now, or do some more reconnaissance?"
The so-called mammoth is naturally a nickname. Under the darkness of night, the facial features could not be clearly seen, and only the outline of his body could be seen. He was a majestic man with a build like an iron tower. After hearing this, I saw him taking off his diving mask and looking up to the top of the reef. There was
It is a faint shadow that almost blends into the rock. The reason why it is said to be almost is because the latter is holding a night vision telescope in his hand, so there are some flaws.
"There is no one at the moment, but it's only on the riverside road. I don't know where to go in. In addition, preliminary observation shows that there are many cameras here. We don't have tools, so we can only adapt accordingly." As he spoke, the faint shadow slid over the reef.
Go down, land, step on the rocks and shrug easily, "It shouldn't be difficult to sneak in, after all, it's just an ordinary residential area."
The majestic man nodded, turned to look at the other frogmen, and said solemnly: "Cyril has already sent the next address. We don't have any extra time to waste here. Check the equipment and take action at any time!"
The order was very simple, and the few people present had no objections, and it was impossible to have any objections. Although the faces and expressions could not be seen, it could be seen from the body movements that these people were not simple, and they were in an extremely relaxed state. If you put aside the obviously abnormal behavior of swimming in the middle of the night,
If we don't talk about it, it will look like we are out for an outing.
One of them said in a relaxed tone while taking off his diving suit: "Actually, it doesn't have to be so troublesome, and there is no need to send out the whole team. Leave it to me and Shangui, and we can get rid of that woman in a quarter of an hour at most."
"I have the same idea, but now that I've come here, what's the use of all this?" The faint shadow standing aside should be the mountain ghost. He came to visit the spot in advance and was already ready for action, so
There was no need to take off the diving suit or anything else, so he shook his head with a smile, "But having said that, Cyril has enough enemies. There were people blocking the way back, and he spent a lot of money to temporarily transfer us here, tsk tsk."
"It's not some kind of romantic debt, right? Aren't all agents like this? Just like 007, they are always messing around with women."
"You've seen too many movies, you know. Agents are right, but 007 belongs to MI6, not the CIA. Besides, with Cyril's looks, I really don't believe that any woman would like him for free."
"Haha, that makes sense."
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They were chatting and joking without any real content, but it just sounded like this group of people seemed to have a good relationship with Cyril.
This is the fact. These people, or this small team, have quite extraordinary backgrounds. They often travel in Asia and Africa and have impressive resumes. However, they do not have a fixed code name, and even their professional boundaries are a bit blurred, so their reputation is not obvious.
First of all, they are not killers, because in addition to assassinations, they will also do other jobs. Secondly, they are not mercenaries. Although they will also take on similar jobs, due to limited manpower, they are basically just the few people they have now.
It is a combat unit, and the difference from the established mercenary group is very obvious. Generally speaking, it belongs to the existence between killers and mercenaries.
It sounds like a handyman who can do anything as long as the price is right. The actual situation is almost the same, but if you dig deeper, there are still differences. The most important thing is the choice of partner.
They are well versed in the survival of small teams and have a very clear positioning of themselves. In normal business dealings, unofficial and large organizational forces will not cooperate. To put it bluntly, they are white gloves, one-time ones. They are only responsible for doing things.
Work, do a good job, and then take the money and leave. As for the subsequent consequences, the employer is responsible for it, and it has nothing to do with them.
Of course, this kind of behavior of making money in silence is an ideal state. It’s not like they haven’t turned over the wheel before. They have encountered some not-so-authentic employers, who did not pay for their work and killed people to silence them, etc. So their usual approach is to do
Familiarity is a matter of practice. Among them, Cyril, who came to Asia for activities a few years ago, is an old customer they often cooperate with.
The identity of a CIA agent is still very popular in the underground world. As for whether to defect, that is a matter of opinion. Anyway, in all these years, no one from the CIA has come to clean up Cyril. Mammoth and the others would not care even more. In fact, if it is the real CIA
Organizations, they don’t dare to cooperate easily, but someone like Cyril is very suitable. He has a strong background, can afford the remuneration, and can shoulder the blame; he is also a loner with limited personal ability, and does not worry about betrayal. It is perfect.
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Therefore, the two parties have often cooperated for several years and have a close relationship with each other. Until recently, when Cyril left Asia and returned to the European and American continents, Mammoth and the others were still a little regretful. It was a pity that an old customer with whom they had enjoyed cooperation was gone.
But I never thought that as soon as the other party left, the other party contacted them again, saying that they had encountered some trouble on the road, and asked them to come over to help deal with it. After briefly understanding the situation, Mammoth and the others came without saying a word. They are old friends.
, I should give you a ride. Of course, the remuneration is also indispensable. After all, friendship is friendship, and business is business.
This is roughly the situation.
During the chat, a few people quickly finished dressing up. There was nothing to prepare, they just put away the diving suits they took off. As for other things, it can be heard from their words that they came in a hurry this time and did not have enough time.
Planning, of course, may not be necessary in their opinion.
"Alright, shut up." Mammoth raised his right fist, ending the relaxed atmosphere during the fight and marking the official start of the action.
"According to the information provided by Cyril, the action location is in the southwest of the community, Room 301, Building 7, about 800 meters away from here. The mountain ghost is exploring the way in front. We will press back and keep our distance. After arriving at the location, mountain ghost, you stay
The outside will provide support, and we will go in and do the work."
"In addition to the target, there is also an elderly couple inside. The old rule is, leave no survivors alive, start the attack quickly... After the operation is over, return the same way, or gather here, and then leave. It's that simple, do you understand?"
After explaining the specific situation and action plan in a few words, several team members nodded. Seeing this, Mammoth was about to wave and announce his departure, when a delayed voice sounded softly at this moment,
"clear!"
"..." Several people in the field were stunned when they heard the sound. They subconsciously turned their heads left and right and looked at each other. Finally, their eyes focused on the mountain ghost. From this action, it can be seen who is usually the most out-of-the-box and active in the team, but
At this time, the latter looked innocent and spread his hands, "What do you think I'm doing? It's not what I said."
"Tch, it's not you, how can you still be a ghost?" Unfortunately, the companions obviously didn't believe it, including the captain Mammoth, who also glared at him fiercely.
"No, it's really not me!" Mountain Ghost became a little anxious, "Don't be ridiculous, whoever said that just now should stand up for me!"
"Okay, okay, it's not like you're a ghost..."
Before he finished speaking, "Bingo! Congratulations, you got the answer right."