"Boss Qin."
Standing under the eaves, Qin Chuan turned his head, calling him a bodyguard, and signaled to the room: "Our boss is awake, call you in."
This is a semi-enclosed mountain village at the junction of H Province and Jinhai City, with inconvenient transportation and backed by deep mountains. When the shark took people across the border for the first time, he studied aerial maps, and then people set up a manpower base here.Unexpectedly, it has become a safe haven for supplies and weapons on the way to escape and hides in the sky. have to say that for decades There is indeed a vicious point in his vision.
Qin Chuan replied casually and walked back a few steps. Suddenly he caught a glimpse of something and paused.
Several off-road vehicles were parked on the empty ground at the entrance of the village, and drug dealers were gathering in twos and threes. On the edge of the mountain cliff further away, a figure wearing a black charging jacket sat on the cliff huge rock, quietly facing the valley of winter bleakness.
It's Wu Yu.
He is like a black basalt stone statue hidden deep in the mountain, independent, cold and out of place. A Ma Tsai took the freshly cooked rice and handed it to him, but he saw that he didn't even have a face, and only shook his head, Ma Tsai left angrily.
"Is he still on a hunger strike?" Qin Chuan turned his head and asked in a low voice.
The bodyguard was a little embarrassed: "No, he cooked two white water eggs and drank some raw water yesterday. At least I haven't seen him eat anything else."
Qin Chuan narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.
Restrict all external drinking water, sit quietly to minimize physical exertion, which is a manifestation of extreme vigilance.
It's worthy of the physical quality of an agent...or rather, it's worthy of the special agent's professionalism who spares no expense and even hardship for the goal.
Qin Chuan raised his eyebrows subtly, but didn't say much before the shark's hand, turned and walked into the brick house.
Shark leaned on the kang and was listening to a whispered report from a confidant. When Qin Chuan came in, he raised his hand to stop him and smiled slightly: "Boss Qin."
The corner of Qin Chuan's eyes swept away and he recognized it. His confidant was a Chinese-Russian mixed-race named Ah Ken-this man was once a professional assassin. There was no obvious sign of mixed-race on the outside. There was nothing unusual in the streets and alleys in China. The accent is very authentic. It is said that he has been loyal to the Mariana Trench in North America for several years, and he should be a cronies among the cronies.
Qin Chuan withdrew his gaze between the sparks and fire, and naturally pulled himself a creaking wooden chair and sat down: "Mr. Phillip looks much better already?"
The shark is in this low and dilapidated country brick house, there is also a kind of relaxation, like a wild beast in the jungle that has recovered its head, leaning on the kang table casually: "Yes, I have heard my men say everything that night What happened is thanks to boss Qin’s command."
He didn't even mention the sixteen boxes of blue gold that had been overturned in an accidental car accident, and he didn't even ask Wan Changwen why he was left behind before getting into the car.
Qin Chuan felt a little abrupt in his heart, but on the surface he couldn't see the slightest strangeness: "It should be the matter of cannibalism and loyalty." After a pause, he exhaled regretfully: "But unfortunately, Boss Wan inhaled too much poison gas, and injected a large amount of naloxone but did not relieve it. I changed hands with the painter and did CPR for him for several minutes, and finally he suffered from respiratory failure..."
"Really," Shark said lightly. "That's really unfortunate. I really feel sorry for him."
There was a moment of silence in the room, just listening to the north wind roaring in the mountains and forests outside the window, and the sound of pine waves suddenly became extremely clear and harsh.
Qin Chuan's eyes are sincere and sad behind the lenses, but his shoulder and back muscles are slightly taut, no one can see that his thumb nail is deeply sinking into the index finger. Every second in the suffocating silence was terribly long. After an unknown period of time, the shark finally said slowly: "I only have one question..."
coming!
Qin Chuan "oh" naturally, "What?"
As soon as the shark lifted his eyelids, his blue pupils stared into his eyes. For a few seconds, Qin Chuan thought that the next question he should ask was: "Why did the car carrying two billion blue golds turn over?" "What did you encounter while driving?" Are you not coming back?"-But to his surprise, none of this happened. The drug lord stared at him so fixedly, frowning as if very suspicious:
"Why didn't you take the opportunity to get rid of that surname for me?"
"..."
It turned out to be just this?
Qin Chuan sat there staring at the shark, and in an instant there was a lot of speculation in his mind. There were good and bad, but he didn't show any signs on his face. Instinct immediately made him adjust his most suitable, smooth and natural expression— —It was a wry smile:
"Yes, I would like to send him a clean gun on the road, but the artist is doing CPR for Boss Wan. If he sees that I have killed the last person, he will get emotional and he will break Boss Wan. What about two rows of ribs?"
"Furthermore, Mr. Phillip and I are trying to make money, not to find death." Qin Chuan paused, and his helpless expression brought out a little broken jar: "Even if the artist didn't care at the time, one day he would think of his old lover. I got excited again and broke my neck...Mr. Phillip, do you promise to avenge me or something?"
The shark stared at Qin Chuan's pupils quietly, and saw a smile slowly appeared on the drug lord's face. After an extremely long two or three seconds, it suddenly turned into a loud laugh.
"——Sure enough to be boss Qin!"
Qin Chuan felt relieved, exhaled almost inaudibly in his laughter, and laughed at himself and shook his head.
"I think of every back road for myself, never put myself in a dead end, yes, yes." Shark smiled and went down to the kang, put on his coat and patted Qin Chuan's back hard, and said with a smile: I like your thing the most, please keep it, you know?"
At that moment, Qin Chuan's smile condensed at the corner of his mouth.
The shark leaned down. In this posture, his sharp blue eyes stared at Qin Chuan's eyes closely, but each word was actually very casual and relaxed:
"Be aware of current affairs and never put yourself in a dead end, understand?"
Both people laughed, but the air seemed to be still for a few seconds. Qin Chuan nodded sincerely and said, "I understand."
"Boss!" At this moment, the bodyguard who just called Qin Chuan hurried into the house from outside and whispered in English: "The painter heard that you are awake and wants to find you!"
The shark finally felt a trace of real happiness: "Ah, just right, I want to see him too!" He patted Qin Chuan's shoulder as if encouragingly, winked at that confidant, Ken, and walked out leisurely. Go.
Sitting on that old wooden chair, Qin Chuan was thinking of countless thoughts in a chaotic manner. After an unknown period of time, he finally let out a sigh of relief, only then did he feel that his back was soaked in cold sweat, and he turned his head outside the house.
——The shark has passed through the open space of the village where the off-road vehicle is parked, holding a bowl of food in his hand, and walking straight to the edge of the cliff in the distance, standing behind Wu Yu and saying warmly:
"The painter."
Wu Yu stood in front of the gray and white valley with his hands in his pockets. Shark signaled his men to take two steps farther, lowered his head and thought for a while, then said in a low voice: "I heard what happened that night. It was you who arrived in time to snatch me out of the police officer's hand to find out the poison. Thank you, painter, you saved my life."
Even if the shark's mother is allowed to come over now, it is estimated that he will be shocked, because the drug lord has never shown such sincere, soft, sincere feelings in his life.
"I don't know how to be grateful to you, maybe you don't need it either. But no matter what, I will fulfill my promise. After a few days, we will cross the border and return to North America. You will be sent to my small island in Europe. Enjoy the rest of your life in abundance."
Wu Yu didn't react or even was indifferent, but the shark said this slightly, and looked at his cold profile and asked softly:
"--But before that, I have to do one last thing. It may be very dangerous and may be blocked by the Chinese police."
"Can you help me, painter?"
Not far away in the clearing, Qin Chuan's pupils suddenly expanded, and a chill slammed into his throat from the bottom of his heart——
It is impossible to see from Wu Yu's perspective. After the shark had asked this sentence, the hand that was facing him back secretly reached into his back, and at the same time the bodyguard, Ken, took out the gun! Mobile phone\end remember one second "www.999xs.com" provides you with wonderful novels\read
This is not a request or multiple choice question, this is another fatal temptation!
The answers "yes" or "no" seem to be very simple, but there are countless reactions and possibilities between these two diametrically opposed answers. There is only one standard answer in Shark's heart, but this standard answer is extremely faint and complicated. As long as Wu Yu has any word or even a slight reaction that does not match, the front is the cliff behind the gun, and the painter can not escape the death of three heads and six arms. Clutches.
Now how to do? !
Qin Chuan's heart jumped wildly, as if unintentionally, he took two steps forward. At this moment, Wu Yu finally had a reaction and turned to ask:
"——This is for me?"
"Yeah." Shark handed the food in his hand, still very gentle and sincere: "I heard you haven't eaten anything for three days, you have to add some heat--"
Cang Dang!
Before he could finish speaking, Wu Yu took the lunch box and threw his hand up. The iron box threw an arc in the air, hit and rolled down on the rock, and disappeared into the mountain stream!
"I don't believe you anymore, Mr. Phillip. I waited for you to wake up these three days just to say goodbye."
Wu Yu turned to the shark in the shocked gaze of everyone around him, and said lightly: "Although the mercenaries in Southeast Asia are dangerous, they are obviously more credible than your lies. From then on, we will go back to the bridge and the way back, and say goodbye to each other."
Wu Yu turned around. The bodyguard, Ken, even forgot to take off his gun because of excessive shock. Even Qin Chuan took two steps back in disbelief, and watched him walk away along the cliff.
"Wait!" The shark woke up like a dream, and stepped forward and grabbed his wrist. "If you mean the police officer, I certainly have a reason to kill him..."
"When are you going to lie to me?" Wu Yu's tone was more stable and ridiculed: "As soon as you hung up my phone when trading at the wharf warehouse, you immediately wanted to kill Bu Chonghua, and his identity as a policeman was fundamental It hasn't been exposed yet, what did you say when you used a private island to seduce me in Mao County?"
The shark was speechless.
"Whether I still like it or want to kill Bu Chonghua, that's all my business. You can't deceive me with what you have promised. Doing so is the same as using my notes ten years ago to catch Arthur Hodgson. There is no difference." Wu Yu grabbed the shark's hand and wanted to free himself from his wrist, and said coldly from between his teeth: "Excuse me, Mr. Phillip, I even doubt whether the island in your mouth exists, after all, you are in my eyes. I've already gone with those slips."
He twitched his hand, turned and strode forward, the shark stepped forward and grabbed him again, blurting out: "Wait!"
No one has ever dared to speak to a shark like this. The last drug dealer who dared to yell in person was already bombarded with scum. But the few confidants around them didn’t dare to do it. Even the shark’s mind was rumbling, and he couldn’t believe that he actually measured the only one that was perfectly in line with expectations — no, this was beyond expectations, and even caused He couldn't cope with the answer!
The painter didn't try to rescue him at such a critical time just to cooperate with the police capture; he didn't want to inquire about his next move, so as to inform the police. The painter didn't want to do it anymore!
"...I'm sorry," the shark's chest couldn't help but calmed down for a while: "I didn't deliberately lie to you, it was indeed very complicated at the time."
The cold wind of the mountain stream cuts on the face like a sharp knife, but the shark jumped with a burst of fire on the temples. After a long time to do nothing, he exhaled vigorously: "I assure you that the island is real. …Thank you for saving my life, painter. There are not many people in this world who are willing to save my life. I really hope you can stay."
——Enough, even if you want to catch it anymore, it's time to go downhill!
The silent stalemate was extremely long, and no one around dared to speak or even moved. After an unknown period of time, Wu Yu finally turned his head slowly, and the shark's heart suddenly jumped.
He saw Wu Yu's black eyes full of suppressed anger, which was really within reach, but every word was cold and clear, and his heart hit the bottom hard:
"Dreaming. Let go!"
"Boss Qin."
Standing under the eaves, Qin Chuan turned his head, calling him a bodyguard, and signaled to the room: "Our boss is awake, call you in."
This is a semi-enclosed mountain village at the junction of H Province and Jinhai City, with inconvenient transportation and backed by deep mountains. When the shark took people across the border for the first time, he studied aerial maps, and then people set up a manpower base here.Unexpectedly, it has become a safe haven for supplies and weapons on the way to escape and hides in the sky. have to say that for decades There is indeed a vicious point in his vision.
Qin Chuan replied casually and walked back a few steps. Suddenly he caught a glimpse of something and paused.
Several off-road vehicles were parked on the empty ground at the entrance of the village, and drug dealers were gathering in twos and threes. On the edge of the mountain cliff further away, a figure wearing a black charging jacket sat on the cliff huge rock, quietly facing the valley of winter bleakness.
It's Wu Yu.
He is like a black basalt stone statue hidden deep in the mountain, independent, cold and out of place. A Ma Tsai took the freshly cooked rice and handed it to him, but he saw that he didn't even have a face, and only shook his head, Ma Tsai left angrily.
"Is he still on a hunger strike?" Qin Chuan turned his head and asked in a low voice.
The bodyguard was a little embarrassed: "No, he cooked two white water eggs and drank some raw water yesterday. At least I haven't seen him eat anything else."
Qin Chuan narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.
Restrict all external drinking water, sit quietly to minimize physical exertion, which is a manifestation of extreme vigilance.
It's worthy of the physical quality of an agent...or rather, it's worthy of the special agent's professionalism who spares no expense and even hardship for the goal.
Qin Chuan raised his eyebrows subtly, but didn't say much before the shark's hand, turned and walked into the brick house.
Shark leaned on the kang and was listening to a whispered report from a confidant. When Qin Chuan came in, he raised his hand to stop him and smiled slightly: "Boss Qin."
The corner of Qin Chuan's eyes swept away and he recognized it. His confidant was a Chinese-Russian mixed-race named Ah Ken-this man was once a professional assassin. There was no obvious sign of mixed-race on the outside. There was nothing unusual in the streets and alleys in China. The accent is very authentic. It is said that he has been loyal to the Mariana Trench in North America for several years, and he should be a cronies among the cronies.
Qin Chuan withdrew his gaze between the sparks and fire, and naturally pulled himself a creaking wooden chair and sat down: "Mr. Phillip looks much better already?"
The shark is in this low and dilapidated country brick house, there is also a kind of relaxation, like a wild beast in the jungle that has recovered its head, leaning on the kang table casually: "Yes, I have heard my men say everything that night What happened is thanks to boss Qin’s command."
He didn't even mention the sixteen boxes of blue gold that had been overturned in an accidental car accident, and he didn't even ask Wan Changwen why he was left behind before getting into the car.
Qin Chuan felt a little abrupt in his heart, but on the surface he couldn't see the slightest strangeness: "It should be the matter of cannibalism and loyalty." After a pause, he exhaled regretfully: "But unfortunately, Boss Wan inhaled too much poison gas, and injected a large amount of naloxone but did not relieve it. I changed hands with the painter and did CPR for him for several minutes, and finally he suffered from respiratory failure..."
"Really," Shark said lightly. "That's really unfortunate. I really feel sorry for him."
There was a moment of silence in the room, just listening to the north wind roaring in the mountains and forests outside the window, and the sound of pine waves suddenly became extremely clear and harsh.
Qin Chuan's eyes are sincere and sad behind the lenses, but his shoulder and back muscles are slightly taut, no one can see that his thumb nail is deeply sinking into the index finger. Every second in the suffocating silence was terribly long. After an unknown period of time, the shark finally said slowly: "I only have one question..."
coming!
Qin Chuan "oh" naturally, "What?"
As soon as the shark lifted his eyelids, his blue pupils stared into his eyes. For a few seconds, Qin Chuan thought that the next question he should ask was: "Why did the car carrying two billion blue golds turn over?" "What did you encounter while driving?" Are you not coming back?"-But to his surprise, none of this happened. The drug lord stared at him so fixedly, frowning as if very suspicious:
"Why didn't you take the opportunity to get rid of that surname for me?"
"..."
It turned out to be just this?
Qin Chuan sat there staring at the shark, and in an instant there was a lot of speculation in his mind. There were good and bad, but he didn't show any signs on his face. Instinct immediately made him adjust his most suitable, smooth and natural expression— —It was a wry smile:
"Yes, I would like to send him a clean gun on the road, but the artist is doing CPR for Boss Wan. If he sees that I have killed the last person, he will get emotional and he will break Boss Wan. What about two rows of ribs?"
"Furthermore, Mr. Phillip and I are trying to make money, not to find death." Qin Chuan paused, and his helpless expression brought out a little broken jar: "Even if the artist didn't care at the time, one day he would think of his old lover. I got excited again and broke my neck...Mr. Phillip, do you promise to avenge me or something?"
The shark stared at Qin Chuan's pupils quietly, and saw a smile slowly appeared on the drug lord's face. After an extremely long two or three seconds, it suddenly turned into a loud laugh.
"——Sure enough to be boss Qin!"
Qin Chuan felt relieved, exhaled almost inaudibly in his laughter, and laughed at himself and shook his head.
"I think of every back road for myself, never put myself in a dead end, yes, yes." Shark smiled and went down to the kang, put on his coat and patted Qin Chuan's back hard, and said with a smile: I like your thing the most, please keep it, you know?"
At that moment, Qin Chuan's smile condensed at the corner of his mouth.
The shark leaned down. In this posture, his sharp blue eyes stared at Qin Chuan's eyes closely, but each word was actually very casual and relaxed:
"Be aware of current affairs and never put yourself in a dead end, understand?"
Both people laughed, but the air seemed to be still for a few seconds. Qin Chuan nodded sincerely and said, "I understand."
"Boss!" At this moment, the bodyguard who just called Qin Chuan hurried into the house from outside and whispered in English: "The painter heard that you are awake and wants to find you!"
The shark finally felt a trace of real happiness: "Ah, just right, I want to see him too!" He patted Qin Chuan's shoulder as if encouragingly, winked at that confidant, Ken, and walked out leisurely. Go.
Sitting on that old wooden chair, Qin Chuan was thinking of countless thoughts in a chaotic manner. After an unknown period of time, he finally let out a sigh of relief, only then did he feel that his back was soaked in cold sweat, and he turned his head outside the house.
——The shark has passed through the open space of the village where the off-road vehicle is parked, holding a bowl of food in his hand, and walking straight to the edge of the cliff in the distance, standing behind Wu Yu and saying warmly:
"The painter."
Wu Yu stood in front of the gray and white valley with his hands in his pockets. Shark signaled his men to take two steps farther, lowered his head and thought for a while, then said in a low voice: "I heard what happened that night. It was you who arrived in time to snatch me out of the police officer's hand to find out the poison. Thank you, painter, you saved my life."
Even if the shark's mother is allowed to come over now, it is estimated that he will be shocked, because the drug lord has never shown such sincere, soft, sincere feelings in his life.
"I don't know how to be grateful to you, maybe you don't need it either. But no matter what, I will fulfill my promise. After a few days, we will cross the border and return to North America. You will be sent to my small island in Europe. Enjoy the rest of your life in abundance."
Wu Yu didn't react or even was indifferent, but the shark said this slightly, and looked at his cold profile and asked softly:
"--But before that, I have to do one last thing. It may be very dangerous and may be blocked by the Chinese police."
"Can you help me, painter?"
Not far away in the clearing, Qin Chuan's pupils suddenly expanded, and a chill slammed into his throat from the bottom of his heart——
It is impossible to see from Wu Yu's perspective. After the shark had asked this sentence, the hand that was facing him back secretly reached into his back, and at the same time the bodyguard, Ken, took out the gun! Mobile phone\end remember one second "www.999xs.com" provides you with wonderful novels\read
This is not a request or multiple choice question, this is another fatal temptation!
The answers "yes" or "no" seem to be very simple, but there are countless reactions and possibilities between these two diametrically opposed answers. There is only one standard answer in Shark's heart, but this standard answer is extremely faint and complicated. As long as Wu Yu has any word or even a slight reaction that does not match, the front is the cliff behind the gun, and the painter can not escape the death of three heads and six arms. Clutches.
Now how to do? !
Qin Chuan's heart jumped wildly, as if unintentionally, he took two steps forward. At this moment, Wu Yu finally had a reaction and turned to ask:
"——This is for me?"
"Yeah." Shark handed the food in his hand, still very gentle and sincere: "I heard you haven't eaten anything for three days, you have to add some heat--"
Cang Dang!
Before he could finish speaking, Wu Yu took the lunch box and threw his hand up. The iron box threw an arc in the air, hit and rolled down on the rock, and disappeared into the mountain stream!
"I don't believe you anymore, Mr. Phillip. I waited for you to wake up these three days just to say goodbye."
Wu Yu turned to the shark in the shocked gaze of everyone around him, and said lightly: "Although the mercenaries in Southeast Asia are dangerous, they are obviously more credible than your lies. From then on, we will go back to the bridge and the way back, and say goodbye to each other."
Wu Yu turned around. The bodyguard, Ken, even forgot to take off his gun because of excessive shock. Even Qin Chuan took two steps back in disbelief, and watched him walk away along the cliff.
"Wait!" The shark woke up like a dream, and stepped forward and grabbed his wrist. "If you mean the police officer, I certainly have a reason to kill him..."
"When are you going to lie to me?" Wu Yu's tone was more stable and ridiculed: "As soon as you hung up my phone when trading at the wharf warehouse, you immediately wanted to kill Bu Chonghua, and his identity as a policeman was fundamental It hasn't been exposed yet, what did you say when you used a private island to seduce me in Mao County?"
The shark was speechless.
"Whether I still like it or want to kill Bu Chonghua, that's all my business. You can't deceive me with what you have promised. Doing so is the same as using my notes ten years ago to catch Arthur Hodgson. There is no difference." Wu Yu grabbed the shark's hand and wanted to free himself from his wrist, and said coldly from between his teeth: "Excuse me, Mr. Phillip, I even doubt whether the island in your mouth exists, after all, you are in my eyes. I've already gone with those slips."
He twitched his hand, turned and strode forward, the shark stepped forward and grabbed him again, blurting out: "Wait!"
No one has ever dared to speak to a shark like this. The last drug dealer who dared to yell in person was already bombarded with scum. But the few confidants around them didn’t dare to do it. Even the shark’s mind was rumbling, and he couldn’t believe that he actually measured the only one that was perfectly in line with expectations — no, this was beyond expectations, and even caused He couldn't cope with the answer!
The painter didn't try to rescue him at such a critical time just to cooperate with the police capture; he didn't want to inquire about his next move, so as to inform the police. The painter didn't want to do it anymore!
"...I'm sorry," the shark's chest couldn't help but calmed down for a while: "I didn't deliberately lie to you, it was indeed very complicated at the time."
The cold wind of the mountain stream cuts on the face like a sharp knife, but the shark jumped with a burst of fire on the temples. After a long time to do nothing, he exhaled vigorously: "I assure you that the island is real. …Thank you for saving my life, painter. There are not many people in this world who are willing to save my life. I really hope you can stay."
——Enough, even if you want to catch it anymore, it's time to go downhill!
The silent stalemate was extremely long, and no one around dared to speak or even moved. After an unknown period of time, Wu Yu finally turned his head slowly, and the shark's heart suddenly jumped.
He saw Wu Yu's black eyes full of suppressed anger, which was really within reach, but every word was cold and clear, and his heart hit the bottom hard:
"Dreaming. Let go!"
