The crisp sound caused the leading man's words to stop abruptly.
He lowered his head and looked at his wrist, which was held by Jason. This hand was the palm that held the dagger before. Originally, the tip of the dagger should be pointed at the back of Jason's neck at this moment.
But now, Jason's body turned slightly to one side, and the dagger fell on Kong Chu. Not to mention, Jason's right hand reached out and grabbed his wrist.
More importantly, with Jason's palm twisting hard.
pain!
Unparalleled pain rushed into the leading man's brain.
He could no longer hold his hand, so he let go, and the dagger was caught in Jason's left hand.
Then, Jason, who had his back turned to him, turned around and stood up.
During this process, Jason held the opponent's right hand on the wrist and moved with the flow.
Suddenly——
"Ahhhhh!"
"It hurts, it hurts!"
Amidst the screams, the leading man turned from facing Jason to facing away from Jason as he turned his wrist, and his elbows became even more straight.
"let go!"
"Stop it!"
"You really don't know who you are thinking of taking action?"
The six or seven people who followed the man in rushed over aggressively.
When there are many people, it will always give people the illusion that I am strong.
In fact, no matter how many weak people gather together, there will be no qualitative change caused by quantitative changes.
All we have is... a mob!
Woo!
Jason did not change the posture of grabbing the leading man's wrist. He just used his arm to turn the opponent up, as if he was wielding a special-shaped mace.
Swipe left and hit right!
Bang, bang bang!
There was a series of collisions, and all the people who had just rushed up fell to the ground.
They were rolling on the ground one by one, moaning.
Jason, on the other hand, threw the leading man in his hand towards the first four people who came in from a distance.
call!
When the cry of pain appeared, the first four people to enter turned around and looked here.
But everything happened too fast. Before they could rush to help, his boss was thrown over.
The four people instinctively stretched out their arms to catch their boss, but just when their arms touched their boss's body, a huge force emerged from the body.
Click, click.
There was a sound of bones breaking, and the four people became gourds rolling on the ground.
The wailing sounded again.
At this moment, Kemi came back to his senses and stood up, staring at Jason with his eyes wide open, and subconsciously opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say at all.
Kemi knew that Jason was very strong, otherwise it would not have been possible to rescue her.
But she had never seen Jason take action.
Seeing it now, Kemi was really shocked.
Jason, who is tall and strong, is certainly very powerful.
Anyone can confirm this the moment they see Jason.
only……
Is it too exaggerated to use a person as a weapon and then throw it?
You know, that person is not a thin person. In the eyes of ordinary people, he is also a tall and strong person.
"Jay, Jason."
Kemi said slightly nervously, and was about to tug on Jason's sleeve.
At this time, of course, leave first.
As for meal money?
She will return it.
After saving enough money!
But Kemi's hand was empty, and Jason easily avoided Kemi's palm and turned towards the restaurant.
"Don't come here!"
"Don't come over here!"
The man lying on the ground looked fierce one moment, but at this moment he could only cry.
Even though they still make themselves look very fierce, in such wailing, they are just looking fierce but inwardly angry.
Jason didn't even look at them.
His eyes looked in the direction of the kitchen.
The next moment——
"Don't move!"
The waiter came out carrying a shotgun.
Jason looked calmly at the muzzle of the shotgun pointed at him, but the waiter holding the gun turned a little pale, especially when Jason looked at him.
"Don't move!"
The waiter emphasized again.
Then the waiter raised his voice.
"Do you know whose territory this is?"
"This is Boss Ahmaud's territory!"
"If you continue like this, Boss Ahmaud won't let you go!"
Ahmaud?
Is this restaurant owned by Ahmaud?
Jason was quite surprised.
Then, he turned to look at Kemi, and then at the younger girl hiding behind the middle-aged man.
Suddenly, he thought of the conversation he heard between Ahmaud's two men in the surveillance room.
They will look for candidates before abducting women on special occasions.
There is no doubt that this should be one of the occasions to look for candidates.
even……
You can do it here.
There are not many people in the restaurant in the middle of the night, and the streets are deserted. Is there anything more suitable than here?
And, this is not a guess!
Look at those people lying on the ground.
If it had been anyone else, they would have been taken away long ago.
As for calling the police?
Do you expect the waiter in front of you with a shotgun to call the police?
Stop joking.
He will only sweep away the traces.
Cover everything up.
The way Jason turned his head and thought clearly caused some misunderstandings to the waiter in front of him. His panicked heart became a little calmer, and his hand holding the gun no longer shook.
"It seems you know Boss Ahmaud."
"Then please leave immediately."
"I will pretend that nothing happened..."
The waiter spoke calmly.
Of course, this calmness was only maintained until Jason did not move.
Just before the word 'birth' was spoken, Jason grabbed the muzzle of the shotgun with his right hand. He raised the muzzle of the shotgun, pointed it at his forehead, and then said lightly: "I
Bet you don’t have bullets in your gun!”
The waiter was stunned.
It wasn't just the waiter who was stunned.
Kemi who was watching, the two men and women on the side, and the people lying on the ground were all stunned.
They have never seen such an arrogant person.
He actually picked up the gun and pointed it at his forehead.
Is there such a person who is not afraid of death?
Impossible!
Everyone is afraid of death!
How can you not be afraid of death!
unless……
There really are no bullets in the gun!
The people around me had such thoughts in their hearts.
The waiter holding the gun also had this idea.
Involuntarily, the waiter lowered his head and checked the shotgun in his hand.
And at this moment, Jason, who was holding the muzzle of the gun in his right hand, suddenly raised it.
Bang!
The gun barrel hit the waiter's nose directly.
Suddenly, the waiter's eyes were filled with stars, tears were streaming down his face, and the blood from his nose couldn't stop spurting out.
The waiter let go of the shotgun and raised his hand to cover his nose.
Jason held the handle of the gun and pulled the trigger directly to one side.
Bang!
The muzzle flashed.
The shotgun pellets were shot out in flakes.
The intruder who lay on the ground, secretly took out a pistol from his arms, and was about to take aim, was beaten into a sieve.
The gunshot shocked the people around him.
They looked at the shotgun in Jason's hand.
Aren't there no bullets?
How could you shoot?
Especially the waiter. He covered his nose and his voice was not clear, but he yelled extremely angrily: "You lied to me?!"
Then, Jason turned his gun and pointed it at the waiter.
Immediately, the waiter raised his hands.
"Don't shoot!"
"I surrender!"
"Spare your life!"
The waiter shouted and knelt down on his own initiative.
The situation was once again in Jason's hands.
At least that's how it seems to Kemi.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, he ran to Jason, picked up the pistol, and pointed it at the groaning man on the ground.
Now that a pistol has appeared, who can guarantee that a second one will not appear?
But Jason pushed open the kitchen door.
A fat chef in an apron stood there with his hands raised and an innocent look on his face. When Jason pushed in the door, the fat chef immediately said: "I have nothing to do with this place, I am just a chef and I get paid.
That kind of thing.”
Jason looked at the other person carefully.
No malicious intent was found, and there was no smell of blood.
This made Jason sigh in relief.
From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want someone who could cook delicious food to be a scumbag.
Not only was this an insult to his taste buds, it was also tainting the food.
"Keep working, chef is a promising career."
After saying these words, Jason exited the kitchen.
He looked at the two men and women who looked very strange.
The man is about forty years old. His hair is shaved and his chin is cleanly shaved. His nasolabial folds are quite deep, his eye sockets are sunken, and his gray eyes are as sharp as hawks.
The palms were broad and the muscles were strong. From Jason's perspective, the index fingers, thumbs, and thumbs of both hands were covered with thick calluses.
Get used to using firearms.
Moreover, both hands can shoot.
The standing posture maintains a fighting alert posture and possesses certain fighting skills.
The girl standing next to the man is much simpler. She is very young and has nothing worth paying attention to except her rounder face.
However, it is quite strange for the two of them to stand together.
Jason has not forgotten the conversation between the two of them just now.
The girl should be similar to Kemi, who was targeted by Ahmaud's people.
But unlike Kemi, the girl escaped on her own.
In other words, he escaped with the help of the man next to him.
The probability of the latter is much greater.
If that's the case, why would the other person say, 'I assure you, we are safe - at least here'?
Doesn’t the other party know that this is Ahmaud’s stronghold?
It's possible.
But it's unlikely.
The other party is not an inexperienced youngster, he should know exactly what to do to be truly safe.
so……
Jason thought of something and subconsciously looked at the group of people on the ground and the waiter.
"Are you here for them?"
Jason asked.
"Since you choose to help, you must help to the end."
The man said, looking at Jason with a strange look.
It was a complex look that was unexpected, mixed with surprise, and a little bit relieved.
Jason had seen a look like this not long ago.
In the eyes of John Brian.
So Jason was impressed.
Almost immediately, Jason thought of the sender of the third letter.
"McCall?"
Jason asked tentatively.
The man opposite smiled and nodded.
"Nice to meet you, Jason."
"I didn't expect the way we met would be so strange."
"I hope I didn't disappoint you."
McCall answered.
"Did you also see my advertisement on the bulletin board?"
Jason asked.
McCall nodded.
Jason frowned.
What kind of advertisement did 'he' place on the bulletin board before that actually attracted John, Brian, and McCall to come over.
"At first I thought you were arrogant and ignorant, Jason."
"But the scene just now..."
"I think you are sure of it."
"At least I have the confidence to protect myself."
McCall said with slight praise.
But Jason still frowned.
He first looked at McCall, and then at the little girl next to McCall. Then, he turned his head and looked at Cammy standing next to him, his brows getting tighter and tighter.
He thought of a possibility.
But before that, Jason looked at McCall.
"Can you prove you're McCall?"
He asked.
"Of course, do you need to see my ID?"
"And the previous letter - I thought about it for a long time... I just want to give you a piece of advice."
McCall repeated the contents of the letter to prove his identity.
"Um."
After Jason nodded in approval, he asked solemnly: "If! I mean if! I didn't show up here, would you kill them all neatly?"
"The chef can't."
"The cook is innocent."
"He just cooks here and gets a salary."
McCall explained.
As a man of principles, McCall felt he had to explain himself clearly.
"What happens after that?"
Jason continued to ask.
"I'll get Terry settled later."
"Then……"
"Find an opportunity to kill Ahmaud!"
McCall answered seriously and meticulously.
Obviously, this is not a joke, let alone a big talk.
McCall really plans to kill Ahmaud.
And Brian wants to kill Ahmaud.
Could John's dog... be related to Ahmaud?
Thinking of this, Jason couldn't help but contact John.
But at this moment, the siren sounded - faster than expected. It was obvious that the police detectives monitoring Jason heard the gunfire and turned on the siren.
The next moment, an old and a young police detective walked in with guns raised.
The two of them looked at the wailing intruder on the ground and couldn't help being frightened.
Involuntarily, the two men aimed their guns at Jason who was holding a shotgun.
"What are you doing?"
"We are the victims!"
"They are the bad guys!"
Kemi shouted dissatisfied, but still threw the gun aside.
Jason reluctantly touched the shotgun before placing it on the ground.
For Jason, the most convenient weapon besides his broad-bladed short-handled machete is the shotgun. Every time a shot is fired, the rhythm of the bolt pulling makes him fascinated by it.
Unfortunately, no gun has ever been as handy as the Winchester brothers.
Seeing Jason put down his gun, the two detectives breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, start checking the ground for intruders.
When they discovered that all the intruders had broken bones and tendons, the two detectives looked at Jason with different eyes.
Although Jason has a body like a wrestler, no one thinks that Jason has the strength of a wrestler. After all, Jason is a writer.
But now it looks like...
Ordinary wrestlers would be in trouble when meeting Jason!
Especially when they saw the intruder who had been shot to pieces with a shotgun, the hearts of the two detectives sank involuntarily.
Does such a person need their protection?
If that imitator dared to come to Jason, his neck would probably be broken, right?
The two police detectives were thinking in their hearts.
Detective David, who arrived later, also took a breath.
He looked at the scene in front of him, then looked at Jason who was sitting there with a calm and indifferent face, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Things are more troublesome than he thought!
With this thought in mind, he walked towards Jason.
"Hey Jason, good evening."
David maintained his good-natured appearance, smiled before saying anything, and greeted warmly.
"Good evening, David."
Jason responded.
"You are really stronger than I thought!"
"Look at all this you've done."
"If the surveillance hadn't captured all this truthfully, I would have thought there was a scuffle."
David pulled a chair and sat next to Jason with a sigh on his face.
Jason didn't speak, just shrugged.
David continued to talk.
"You struck too hard."
"Really, it's too heavy!"
"This will make it quite troublesome to deal with!"
"I……"
"We were forced to fight back!"
Before David could continue, Kemi, who was sitting next to Jason, interrupted.
The girl looked indignant.
She glared at the police chief in front of her and couldn't help but raise her voice a few points.
"You have seen the surveillance video, you should know what happened to us."
"You should know that if Jason hadn't struck hard, we would be the ones lying here right now!"
"No!"
"You won't see us!"
"Because we don't know where we were taken!"
"And everything here will be wiped clean!"
"At that time, what are we going to do?"
"After being killed and thrown into the gutter, do I ask you for help again and listen to your so-called 'killing too hard'?"
"Stop joking!"
At this point, Kemi couldn't bear it any longer.
She slammed the table hard.
Bang!
The wooden table trembled, and the dishes and chopsticks that had not been cleared away jumped up.
The surrounding police officers immediately paid attention.
David touched his nose sheepishly.
"Don't get me wrong."
"I don't mean to accuse anyone."
"I'm just...explaining!"
"Yes, that's the explanation!"
After the middle-aged police chief pondered for a while, he found the exact words and immediately emphasized it.
Moreover, he obviously did not want to dwell on this issue.
"Ahmaud, was killed."
The middle-aged police chief said simply.
When these words were spoken, the middle-aged police chief stared at Jason closely.
Jason's expression didn't change at all.
Brian was going to take action, and Jason knew it.
All this is expected.
The middle-aged police chief paused and continued—
