Chapter 172 Killing is actually very simple

"I know very well that someone wants to go against my will and let Hong Da die early. Then your task is to make sure that Hong is talking! This trip... You help me kill someone...

I have always suspected that someone around me has betrayed me, and this time it is an opportunity to lead the snake hole...

Remember to be careful of the people around you! If you find evidence that he is playing tricks... then you can kill him!

I can't give you any help, and I can't even give you public instructions! Because Tiger has always been a person around me, he is an old minister of the organization and has worked for the organization for half of his life. If he is a traitor, such news will disappoint everyone and will seriously damage our morale! Moreover, I can't kill him in public. In that case, it will make us internal instability...

So, once you find the evidence, kill him in Vietnam... Don't let him come back!"

I closed my eyes and thought about what the eighth master said to me in the eighth master's room the day before I came back.

Kill... Tiger!

I suddenly felt a little sore in my eyes and rubbed them hard.

Kill Tiger?

A bitter smile came out of the corners of my mouth.

Yes, Master Ba suspected that Tiger had betrayed him... I was also full of doubts about this!

Will Tiger be a traitor?

I saw him for the first time. He is in the eighth master's office. With a calm and indifferent face, such a person is undoubtedly excellent!

When I finished the title certificate and was officially allowed to join the organization by the eighth master, Tiger smiled and said to me, "Now you are one of my own." At that time, his eyes were very sincere! I can see it!

And when he gave me the Tang suit... He looked at me like a senior looking at his junior, with a faint smile, with a little warmth...

......

Tiger...is he a traitor?

So, come out this time. In fact, I have always been very conflicted before!

From the bottom of my heart, I don't want to believe what Master Ba said! Therefore, I have been hesitant before!

However, after a series of things on the road... I finally had no choice but to face the reality!

Indeed, Tiger has a problem... and only he has a problem!

If you are on the boat, the series of assassinations can also be interpreted as being done by others. However, after landing in Vietnam, the poison needle in the pillow in the hotel room in Haiphong can't be explained!

Only Tiger knows that we are in Haiphong! Only Tiger knows which room we live in! And ridiculously, it was me who told Tiger!

That was a test, a test of the authenticity of Ba Ye's words!

The result is self-evident.

Originally, I also pinned my hope on Hongda's bodyguard!

I really hope that the bodyguard betrayed us. In that case, at least we can guarantee that Ming Taige is innocent!

But I'm disappointed again!

Now, I'm sitting in a taxi, looking out of the window at the night view of Hanoi.

After I got out of the nightclub, I got directly into this taxi, and my destination was the famous "Thirty-Six Street" in Hanoi.

I made an appointment with Tiger to meet there!

By the way, there is still one sitting next to me, that is, in the nightclub, the French-Vietnam mixed-race who is said to be proficient in the language of the three countries of China, France and Vietnam.

I quietly pulled her out for a simple reason: I'm not familiar with this city. I don't understand the language. I'm worried that I'll get lost.

At the beginning, I seemed to be a little unhappy when I pulled her out, and it probably misunderstood me. When I first pulled her to the corridor. She pointed to the small room opposite, looking unhappy. I immediately knew it. She mistakenly thought I was going to have sex with her.

She was a little hesitant, but finally said to me that her Chinese was not very good, but I could probably understand it. That means about: she doesn't go to bed with the guests. If I want to, she can introduce one to me.

I don't care about this kind of words at all. Anyway, I didn't pull her out to accompany me. Moreover, it is also common that some red-card girls in nightclubs do not easily accompany guests to bed. The top prostitutes in ancient brothels are not what you can get if you have money.

I told her that I wanted to go out for a walk, but no one led the way. If she was willing to accompany me, I could pay her a sum.

The girl's beautiful eyes stared at me for several seconds before she agreed. Maybe she was a little timid and worried that I was a bad person, but my offer was very tempting: 500 yuan. This is probably what she usually earns in two nights. Now you don't have to drink with the guests, don't let the guests hug you, let alone go to bed with the guests, just take me out for a walk and make money.

I waited for her for two minutes to change her clothes. Two minutes later, we walked out of the nightclub. She changed into a suspender shirt with seven-point jeans underneath. This suit immediately highlighted her proud figure perfectly, especially her round and upturned buttocks and small waist. This auspicious figure is absolutely beyond the ability of pure-bred oriental yellow girls.

After I got in the taxi, I kept looking at the window and thinking about my own affairs. And this girl peeked at me curiously.

I know she must find it strange: "rich people" like me" (relative to Vietnam's economic level), why did she spend so much money on nightclubs to find so many young ladies, and then pulled a young lady out as a tour guide...

I heard the taxi driver in front of me hummed a little anguly, and I also knew what he was muttering. But the tone must be unfriendly.

Because when I got in the car just now. After I quoted the address, he offered 20,000 VND, which obviously bullied me as a foreign tourist and cheated me, but when I bargained with him in Vietnamese, the price immediately dropped by half!

The driver, who failed to kill customers, also drove a little listlessly.

"What are you looking at?" The mixed race around me finally couldn't stand the silence and opened his mouth to talk to me.

"Look at Hanoi." I have a brief answer.

"Are you from China?" The mixed blood pointed in one direction, and I knew she was referring to the north.

I smiled and didn't say anything.

This mixed race seems to be very professional. He charged me 500 yuan to lead the way, so he worked very hard to introduce me to all kinds of buildings and all kinds of night scenes along the way, although I didn't have much interest in these. But on the surface, he still listened politely.

Thirty-six Street.

This is a famous place in Hanoi, which is probably equivalent to Xiangyang Market in Shanghai, Xiushui Street in Beijing, the clothing night market in Guangzhou, and the street of Confucius Temple in Nanjing...

But it's very close to Hoan Kiem Lake in Hanoi, and I made an appointment with Tiger to meet. It's near Hoan Kiem Lake.

Before getting off the bus, I looked at my watch at ten o'clock sharp.

Mixed-race took my arm with one hand very enthusiastically. She was very energetic when she walked, and her body jumped like a rabbit, didn't she? My arm bumped and bumped into her soft chest, but she didn't care at all. It's probably a professional habit. I have no control in my heart. After getting out of the car, I will carefully observe the terrain!

Thirty-six Street is not actually a "one" street. It is an area where many small streets are mixed together.

The so-called "thousix lines" is also a general reference. The small streets here are densely intertwined. The strange thing is that only one thing is sold on each street! For example, all the small vendors in a small street sell bamboo products, and all the small vendors in a small street sell small jewelry... That is to say, when you go shopping, you can only buy one thing, if you want to buy other kinds of things. You have to go to another street.

This habit is completely different from the domestic small commodity market.

I just walked slowly on a narrow street with a mixed race, and there were many foreign tourists on the road. There are many backpackers. I just walked on the small street without saying a word, from one street to another. I carefully took the path and direction. Remember it all in your mind. At the same time, observe where the intersection leads one by one.

Gradually, an hour later, this staggered and complex area is no longer like a maze for me when I first got out of the car, and I can even simply outline a complete topographic map in my mind! There are several intersections in each direction, and how to intersect between small streets and small streets, all of which are kept in mind!

I smiled and took a look at the mixed blood around me.

She is a little unhappy. After getting out of the car, she was very enthusiastic to introduce the local customs to me. She really thought I was a foreign tourist coming to go shopping. So if you don't get tired of being happy, just introduce me to various products and local specialties. But soon she found that I was absent-minded, so I stopped talking and walked slowly with my arm around.

I checked the time again, eleven o'clock sharp!

With a slow sigh, we walked to a small T-shaped intersection. There are several street stalls for snacks, the kind of roadside stall surrounded by a small stove and a few small wooden tables and a few small benches.

I thought for a moment, pointed to the mixed blood around me and said, "Sit down and eat some food. I'm hungry."

After drinking a bowl of shredded chicken powder, which is said to be a special snack in Vietnam, the mixed blood is happily peeling an egg... That's a duck egg... It's probably the same as the "living beads" we eat in China, but the live beads in China are un hatched eggs, and duck eggs... As the name implies, Looking at the hairy dead unformed duckling in the peeled egg, I was a little nauseous. I just glanced at it and continued to turn my head to look in other directions.

There are two intersections on the left, one on the right, the front is Huanjian Lake, and the back runs out and turns around, which is the big intersection!

I calculated the time, calculated the length, distance, etc. in my mind... and everything was calculated. I smiled quietly and patted the mixed blood around me. She had pulled out a tissue to wipe her fingers.

I noticed that many of the diners sitting next to me were locals.

To be honest, I have a very bad impression of Vietnam! It's not an ordinary difference!

Because almost all the Vietnamese I met were indifferent, with a yin expression on their faces, and they were very unfriendly. These locals seem to be all foreign tourists. They all hold this kind of face, I don't know why. As for those vendors, taxi drivers, etc., they don't look good.

All the offer prices are absolutely unnegotiable! Even when I sat down to eat. I found that there are two kinds of prices here! One is for locals and the other is for foreign tourists! And the weight of the food served is much less than that provided to the locals!

Almost all Vietnamese have this attitude.

Probably because Vietnamese people have been fighting with foreigners for nearly a century, so most people here hold a kind of hostility to foreigners.

When you sit in a place full of Vietnamese, even if you don't talk, you will feel that the eyes around you are very unfriendly.

When I paid for it, I obviously felt that the eyes of the locals around me were a little gloating and malicious.

An obscene country. I thought coldly in my heart.

I took a few steps with the mixed race. Then I gave her a hundred yuan and pointed to a small herbal tea stall not far from the front: "Where are you going to wait for me for a while?"

"Eh?"

I took a look at her: "I have something to do. Go away. Where are you waiting for my son? If you have something to do, you can also go first.

Mixed-race looks a little nervous. Because my performance is so strange. She hesitated for a moment, looked left and right, lowered her voice, with a frightened look in her eyes: "What on earth do you... want to do?"

"I'm going to do something." I said lightly.

She suddenly seemed to think of something. She stepped back half a step and looked up and down at me a few times: "You... you're not a drug dealer, are you? You lied to me to trade with you?! I don't do those things!"

I laughed. This girl is a little too reckless. If I were really a drug dealer. If she said it so boldly, I'm afraid she is also making trouble by herself.

I didn't have time to explain to her, but said lightly, "I'm not doing that. I'm just going to do something. You can go there for tea and wait for me. If you don't want to, you can go back by yourself. Anyway, this money is enough for you to take a taxi back.

After saying that, I turned around and left.

In fact, I know that she won't go back first. The reason is very simple: the 500 yuan tour guide fee I promised her hasn't been paid yet.

Sure enough, I took more than a dozen steps and looked back. The mixed-blood had no choice but to sit on the herbal tea stall.

I walked towards Huanjian Lake. On the way, I casually bought a bottle of milk at a food stall and drank it in one gulp, and then bought another piece of French bread and held it in my hand. Break it apart in small pieces, and then plug it into your mouth leisurely.

This inferior so-called "French bread" actually looks like a bread. It tastes light, similar to steamed buns. It tastes terrible.

But I seemed to eat very well. I stuffed them into my mouth in small pieces and walked leisurely all the way. On the way, I even bought a set of clothes made of local earthen cloth from the small vendor next to me. The dark one looks like a farmer, but many tourists buy it. It's like foreigners will buy Tang costumes when they go to China, and tourists in Hawaii will buy floral shirts.

After thinking about it, I picked another hat.

This is the standard dress for Vietnamese people. I held it in my hand with a smile. If I'm not too tall and there are few locals as tall as me, then after I wear it, as long as I don't talk, it's almost no different from the locals.

I took this bag of clothes in my hand and slowly walked to the edge of Hoan Kiem Lake.

There are many western restaurants and small cafes here. I walked into the most high-end one. I also saw this place on the tourist map. This is one of the most high-end western restaurants in Hanoi. Most of the dishes are French, of course, and there are also Vietnamese.

I walked in slowly. There was a waiter leading the way at the door, and I said a few words to him in English. He immediately led me inside.

Although it is a western restaurant. But everything here will change the flavor and be branded with a deep local color.

In the row near the wall, there is actually a row of small boxes, although it is just a wall wrench made of simple bamboo and wood, and there is a curtain hanging outside.

I saw the ponytail standing there from afar. His face was a little gloomy. He looked at me from afar and looked a little nervous.

I sighed. The horsetail is really from Tiger's group.

In addition, I also saw an old acquaintance - it turned out to be the ** girl! She wore a sleeveless dress, her plump figure was tightly wrapped in her clothes, and her hair was tied with a ponytail. Looking at me coming, she immediately lifted the curtain and went to the box and said something.

I held a paper bag in one hand, which contained the clothes I bought, and the other hand continued to hold the steamed bun-like French bread. It looks like a fool.

The curtain was opened. I saw Tiger sitting in it. He held a cup of coffee in his hand and looked up at me.

"Hello." I said hello to the ponytail, and then squeezed my eyes at the ** girl: "Beauty, see you again!"

I saw a trace of murder in the woman's eyes, but I didn't care. I took a deep look at the ponytail and sighed.

The ponytail looked a little ugly, but it still stopped me. He said dryly, "...I'm going to check first."

I curled my mouth and turned around. I was so happy that I hit the ** girl and immediately forced her up honestly and rudely. I reached out and copied it down to my waist. I chewed the bread in my mouth and said vaguely, "Hey, beauty, be gentle."

** The woman's face immediately sank. She pushed me without a trace. Her movements were very rough, and I just opened my arms slightly.

"What is this?" She looked at the paper bag in my hand.

"Clothes, local specialties." I smiled.

She grabbed it and looked at it, then handed it to the ponytail, which was also checked. Nothing was found inappropriate.

I have taken it back and said with a smile, "Okay, this is my Ji**pin. I have to take it back."

** The woman is probably very hostile to me: "Let's talk about it when we have a life!"

I looked at this woman with disdain, hum, brainless guy.

I threw half of the bread in my hand to the ponytail, and then the ponytail also came up and searched my body, but only found half a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. He was so careful that he even pinched the cigarette in his hand.

"I didn't bring a gun." I smiled faintly. Then he ignored the two people, lifted the curtain and walked in.

The space in the box is not small, with a full ten square meters. I saw Tiger sitting on a chair with a cup of tea in front of him.

"Sit down." Tiger looked at me, and his expression was also a little complicated.

I looked calm and put the clothes I bought next to me.

Tiger sighed and raised his hand to the ponytail standing at the door and the **: "You go out first and watch outside."

Then Tiger looked at me again: "Okay, Xiao Wu, what do you want to say to me when you ask me to meet?"

With a sneer at the corners of his mouth, he put his hand on the table, unconsciously tapped the table with his fingers, and said slowly, "Or, you decide to give up and are ready to give Hong Da to me?"

I smiled, continued to chew bread in my mouth, leaned lazily on the chair, and couldn't speak clearly: "Tiger, to be honest, I'm really surprised, for you."

"You already knew that." Tiger didn't say anything: "Before you came out, the eighth master told you, didn't he?"

I sighed. This time I didn't laugh, but looked at Tiger seriously: "Why?"

"Why did you betray the Eighth Master?" Tiger shook his head, with a trace of fatigue in his expression, and then he asked me, "Xiao Wu, do you know how long I have been with the Eighth Master?"

Before I could answer, he slowly opened his hands, straightened, and then reversed.

"Twenty years. It's been twenty years." Tiger's eyes flashed: "How many twenty years can a person have in his life? These 20 years are my most golden years, and I sold my life to the eighth master. I will do dangerous things, and I will do the leading things... Everyone knows the scenery of Master Fang! The boss of the North American circle! But these are all spelled out for him with our lives! Twenty years. What did I get?"

He said mocked: "I'm just a follower of him now, a follower around him... Although I have reached the highest position in the follower... After all, the follower is just a follower! Originally, I thought that when the Eighth Master was old and he was going to train his successor, I would have a great chance... But it seems that he never really kept me in his heart... Who am I Tiger? It's a dog with eight fingers on his side, a knife!"

He narrowed his eyes and looked at me with a smile. Then he said lightly, "Xiao Wu, do you think the eighth master really cares about you? Do you think you can rely on the Eighth Master to get ahead? Do you know what kind of person Ba Ye is?"

"When I came to North America, in addition to the eighth master, there were three eldest brothers, one of whom was the seventh uncle. You have seen him. There are also two big brothers. They are all people who dare to fight! At that time, Ba Ye was not the boss alone, but four! But now, 20 years have passed, what's the situation with us now? Who else do you know besides the eighth master now? Every happy person only knows that the boss of the big circle is Fang Ba Ye! Other people didn't even leave their names at all! Humph, Uncle Seven is not bad. He is irritable and not good at strategy. He is a rude person, that's why he saved his life! But now he has become a cripple, and the golden basin has washed his hands and exited the world... How much do you know about the story here? How much have you seen his means?

I didn't say anything, I just looked at Tiger calmly.

Tiger sighed slowly: "I know the Eighth Master better than you... He won't let go of the power in his hand... Even if it's not a penny, he won't give it to others! There have been many times when I was born and died for him. He has vaguely shown some meaning that he will help me to the throne in the future... But now, for 20 years, I am still a follower under his eighth master... Humph! Drug trade, arms trade. No one can touch the most core West! We are all just his thunders, thunders!"

"What are you for?" I shook my head and was a little puzzled: "What can you get if you betray the eighth master?"

"Money!" Tiger answered me very simply.

Then he smiled, a little desolate and a little late.

At this moment, I suddenly understood one thing: Tiger is actually old.

Sure enough. Tiger sighed: "I'm old. I've been fighting for the eighth master for my most golden 20 years. I've been impulsive, and I've been so happy that I've been loyal to his eight fingers! When I finally figured it out now, I found that it was too late... I'm old!" He smiled self-deprecatingly: "If I had figured it out for ten years, I would have argued with him!" Fight with him! Find a way to kill him, and then I'll take it myself! But now... it's too late."

At this moment, a trace of sincerity suddenly appeared in Tiger's eyes: "I'm old, and there won't be many days left. Even if I can kill him, how long can I have a good time? Three years? Five years? When I was young, I was beaten and killed. Now I am full of injuries. In less than three or five years, my body will deteriorate quickly. When I was young, I was injured, and I will suffer when I am old! Now every time it rains, my joints will be faintly painful... I don't have the heart to compete with others... Now I just want to make some money, and then in the future, when I am old, I can have a comfortable place to spend the second half of my life, find a place to be a rich man, and slowly enjoy my last years. "

"But..." I sighed: "But the Eighth Master's opponent is very good, and he will also arrange a way out for you in the future..."

"The way out!?" His eyes seemed to be sharp as sharp as a needle: "What way will he arrange for me?"

Tiger's tone was sarcastic: "Uncle Seven, have you seen it? In those years, he was also the leader of the big circle! I've been beautiful, admired, in awe... What about now? The boss of the big circle, after retiring, can only stay there and guard a car wash! He has been struggling all his life and fighting all his life. When it came, what did the Eighth Master give him? A small sum of money, a car wash! What is this? Do you want to send the beggar?"

I'm speech-tongued at once!

"Uncle Seven is an honest man! The idea is simple. What the Eighth Master gives him, he will hold whatever he gives him. He doesn't argue or shoot... This is also his luck. If he fights, he grabs... Do you think Uncle Qi can live until now?

Tiger's words. It made me move faintly.

Indeed, the gloom of the Eighth Master, the city of the Eighth Master... I can't allow myself to doubt these!

Tiger sighed: "Uncle Seven, besides, I often think... What 'reemption' will the Eighth Master arrange for me when I get old in the future? Give me a grocery store and let me be a small boss in Chinatown? Then I humbly spent the last years of my life..."

Suddenly, Tiger's eyes stared, raised his hand and slapped on the table!!

"I will fight and kill for the rest of my life. It's coming, does it have to be such an ending? I'm not convinced!!!" Tiger's eyes were wide open! A trace of essence flashed in his eyes: "I'm not convinced!"

I didn't say anything, just closed my mouth and looked at Tiger.

Tiger's chest fluctuated and he took a few breaths, and the anger on his face faded little by little: "Xiao Wu. When I say these words, not a word is a lie to you!"

"You said you were for money... But what does it have to do with Hong Da this time? Why do you have to kill him in a hurry?

Tiger smiled and said lightly, "What's going on in the world is not as simple as you think."

He slowly took out a cigarette from the cigarette box on the table, lit a branch, took a sip, and calmed down: "I have always been in contact with Vietnamese people."

I smiled at my eyebrows. No words

"Vietnamese people give me money, and I provide them with some 'information', which is fair." Tiger said lightly, "Vietnamese people compete with us for the drug business. They need me as an insider. I don't do much. I just sell our drugs to the next store and our price. Just tell the Vietnamese about this information. I didn't do too much. It's just that the eighth master will make a little less money.

This time in cooperation with Hell's Angel, we gave up our drug supply to Hell's Angel. The Vietnamese also want to fight, but these Vietnamese are very irregular in business! On the one hand, they asked me to continue to cooperate, and at the same time. They also found Hong Da. Hong Da is a drug to demolish his house, and he has more resources than me. So now once the Vietnamese cooperate successfully with Hong Da, they will definitely give up on me... At that time, with the usual style of the Vietnamese, they will get rid of me... This can also cause some trouble to our big circle by the way. I can even guess what they will do... They just need to make a rumor and announce my secret collusion with them, and I will die! After all, they got the cooperation of Hong Da, and I have no use value for them... Therefore, I can't let Hong Da meet the Vietnamese! Hong Da is dead. Only then can I continue to protect myself! Vietnamese talents must continue to cooperate with me!"

"But the eighth master has found you." I'm quiet.

Tiger sighed: "So I have no way out now. Hong Da must die, and then I can replace him and cooperate with the Vietnamese! I have a large circle of drug sales channels and some sources of goods. These are all the things I have collected little by little in the past 20 years. If Hong Da dies and the Vietnamese have no choice but to cooperate with me, I can get a sum of money from them, and then find a place to go back to retire.

"Pension... Are you willing to give up?" I sneered.

"Why are you reluctant to give up?" Tiger was a little disdainful: "Let me tell you, if I follow the Eighth Master, I will get 100,000 or 200,000 yuan at most, and then find a place to be my little boss... This is the 'care' of the Eighth Master's opponent! Now... Humph, I can go to the Caribbean and buy an island! Then spend the rest of your life on the island at ease!"

I sighed: "It seems that you have got a lot of money." I stared into his eyes, and my tone changed and became sharp: "It's just that I don't know how much money was exchanged for the blood and sweat of my brother?"

The muscles of Tiger's cheeks beat a few times, but they were still calm: "People in the world can't help themselves."

I was silent, but I slowly reached over the cigarette box on the table, took out a cigarette and lit it, and took a sip.

Tiger looked at me, and his eyes were a little complicated and slow. He said:

"Xiao Wu, you are very much like when I was young." Tiger's expression was a little sad: "You are young, dare to fight, and be loyal to your brothers. At the same time, you also have brains, but you still have some pedantism now. There are many things that I don't understand... I'm happy to do all this, just like I used to be. In those years, I was just like you. My dream was to rely on myself to make a golden road! But it took me 20 years to find that I had always been just a knife in his hand!"

He sighed. Eyes staring at me: "I'm surprised that you will come to me today... But I'm still willing to talk to you..."

I smiled and said, "Guess what I'm looking for you about?"

"Kill me." Tiger said lightly, "With your character, since you dare to come to me, you have probably settled down with Hongda to ensure his safety, and then you are ready to kill me alone! Humph... I guessed right?"

I didn't say anything.

Tiger continued to say lightly, "I believe you have the courage... But I also have a little hope in my heart... Maybe you are willing to cooperate with me! If you would give Hong Da to me..."

"What can you give me?" I said coldly.

"Money!" Tiger said quickly, "How much money do I get? I'll give you half of it!" You have no future with the eighth master. He will not really support you! I know him so well! Even at the moment when he died. Never give up even a little power in your hand! You might as well get a sum of money and then fly away! The world is so big, with your skills and mind, where can't you go?

After saying this, Tiger looked at me: "You have a lot of courage, so I can't confirm it yet. What's your intention to find me... negotiate with me? Or did you come to kill it?"

Then he seemed to mock: "I hope it's the former. If you are willing to cooperate with me, I'm very happy... If you come to kill me... then I will admire you, but you don't have a chance!"

"Oh?"

"I know your skills very well." Tiger said lightly, "You are very good at it. It can even be said that if I play one-on-one with you now, I may not be able to beat you. But it's hard for you to kill me... You're here now, and I have three people! We have guns. What do you have? A cigarette? Or a lighter?"

He suddenly took out a gun. Hold it in one hand, slowly lay it on the table, and the muzzle of the gun is pointed at me: "Now, you can make a decision. I appreciate you very much, but it doesn't mean that I can't bear to kill you.

"If you kill me, you can't find Hongda." I smiled.

"If I don't kill you, will you give me Hong Da?" Tiger sneered: "Don't challenge my patience. At least kill you here. I can continue to find Hong Da, but let you go back and continue to protect him? I'm not that stupid." He seemed to be very confident: "So, when you come to me today, the courage is admirable, but it is too reckless."

"Tiger, go back." I looked into his eyes and said, "I respect you very much. At least when I first joined the organization. You have taken care of me. During this period, you have taught me a lot of things every day... From the bottom of my heart, I don't want to be your enemy.

Silence...

Tiger gently flicked the soot, and he looked confident: "Turn around? How to reply? I can't go back now."

I picked up my cigarette, and in the smoke, I said seriously, "You give up now, leave here immediately and find a place. Let's spend the rest of your life. The eighth master can't find you. You can at least live with peace of mind.

"I can't get the money of the Vietnamese without Hong Da's life!" Tiger sneered, with a mockery in his smile: "It's very expensive to buy an island in the Caribbean!"

I shook my head: "Then I have to kill you." After saying that, I took a deep breath.

Tiger immediately narrowed his eyes. He was still very confident. He raised his hand and held the gun. The muzzle of the gun was aimed at me. He sneered disdainfully and said, "How do you kill it?"

I smiled and slowly opened my hand to him and spread it out. I don't have any Xi in my hand, but the smile on my face is very calm.

"Xiao Wu, I'll ask you again, you..." Tiger wanted to say something, but suddenly...

My mouth opened a little, and a puff of cigarette smoke suddenly spewed out of my mouth!

In the smoke, a cold light shot at Tiger like lightning!

Tiger reacted quickly. He was almost conditioned and immediately raised his hand to block it... He raised his right hand, that is, the hand holding the gun!

I have put my hands on Tiger's arm! At this moment, with Tiger's skills, he has a chance to shoot at me before I catch his hand!

But his movements suffocated violently! His arm suddenly softened... No. It should be said that it is frozen!

I pinched his wrist with one hand, and Tiger's face had changed dramatically. He opened his mouth and was about to shout, but I took something out of my mouth like lightning. It was a ball of bread I had chewed!

I pinched the ball of things, and my body had rushed over. I pressed the ball of things hard on Tiger's throat with one hand! My movements are very fast, and I'm happy without any delay! Tiger was pinched by me. At the same time, his arm was stiff, and his body could only twist it with all his strength, but the thing in my hand was still accurately pressed on his throat!

"G...Gg" His Adam's apple moved up and down, but he couldn't make a clear sound in his throat!

He opened his eyes wide and stared at me in horror. I took the gun from his hand and stuck to him. He pinched his chin with one hand, then shook his wrist and dislocated his chin.

Tiger's body was already soft, and his whole body began to stiffen, and then trembled faintly. I held him and carefully let him sit down. Then I gently wiped off the layer of bread chewed by me from his good hand and throat!

On his throat is a half needle in blue!

There is also a thin tube on it, which is a straw for drinking soda!

Tiger's eyes are full of despair! He didn't seem to believe that I was in front of him, killing him so easily!

"This is the poison needle you are going to kill Hongda." I held Tiger and whispered in his ear, "I divided it into two parts, and now I've returned it all to you."

Tiger's eyes were full of unwillingness, but no matter how his body shook, he could no longer make a sound.

I picked up the tea on the table, drank it in one gulp, and rinsed my mouth vigorously. After spitting out again and rinsed several mouthfuls of water, I was relieved.

I came all the way, and there was the poison needle hidden in my mouth!

The difference is that a poison needle was divided into two halves by me! I hid the poison needle in my mouth. At the same time, there is a reason why I bought that bread to chew!

The poisonous needle is to seal the throat with blood! But as long as there is no blood, it doesn't matter, as long as I don't drink the venom.

In fact, he was bitten by a poisonous snake and sucked out the poisonous blood with his mouth. In fact, he will not be poisoned unless there is a wound or ulcer in his mouth.

I'm worried that if I put the poison needle in my mouth for a long time, it will inevitably have saliva mixed with venom flowing to the stomach, so I chewed a lot of bread! The dry bread dried all the saliva in my mouth! Although I'm thirsty, it's tolerable.

I used a straw, in which two needles were carefully hidden. It's under the tongue!

Moreover, I was afraid that I would be poisoned. Before I came, I drank a bottle of milk on the road! In this case, even if I am poisoned, I have time to go to the hospital to wash my stomach!

The venom on the venom needle should have been refined from the snake venom, and most of it is the snake venom of the eye king snake. Such a venom is enough to make people lose all consciousness in a few seconds!

I rinsed my mouth clean and felt relieved. Tiger on the chair had slipped down. His body was stiff and uncontrollable, and the man had slipped on the ground.

I listened carefully to the outside. There was no sound here, so we didn't disturb the ponytails outside.

I sighed, picked up Tiger's gun, and then carefully picked him up.

I took out the hat I bought, hid the gun behind the stick, and then hugged Tiger's neck from behind, carried him, and asked him to stop him in front of me. I just showed half of my head from the back of his neck, and then I shouted, "Okay, okay!" If you have guts, kill me!!"

I shouted very loudly. The ponytail and others outside didn't stand too far and should be able to hear it.

Sure enough, I heard the footsteps, the curtain was lifted, the ponytail had rushed in, and he had a gun in his hand! As soon as he came in, he saw me "taking" Tiger in the back, and his face changed dramatically!

He didn't know that Tiger was finished. He just watched Tiger with his eyes closed and was strangled by me. He immediately raised his gun and shouted, "Let him go!"

Bang!

Before he could continue to speak, I already shot first!

My gun was hidden behind Tiger, and the ponytail could not be seen. The bullet penetrated the fight stick in my hand and penetrated Tiger's body! Shoot on the ponytail!

The ponytail shook his body and stared at me incredulously, with strange meanings in his eyes...

Bang Bang!!

I fired two shots in a row, and the ponytail fell down softly. Three blood flowers had splashed out of his chest. When he fell to the ground, he was dead, but his body was still twisted a few times.

I let go of Tiger, and then stepped out in one step. The ** girl outside did not come in, but screamed at the third sound of the gunshot, turned around and ran away!

I was not in a hurry to chase her. I just threw away the gun in my hand and quickly threw away the hat.

When the original bullet shot through Tiger, the blood splashed out, but because there was a fight sign, it did not spill on me! My clothes are still very clean. I immediately took out the local dress I bought, hurriedly put it on myself, and then ran out quickly!

When I was walking through the hall, I bumped into a waiter. I had heard a scream behind me. Obviously, the gunshots alarmed the people inside, and the body was found!

I rushed out of this restaurant quickly, and the people behind me could only see that my figure was wearing this local cloth dress!

I passed through the darkness and rushed to the lake. I quickly took off my dirt clothes and threw them into the river. Then I crossed a few big trees and quickly ran into the bustling street of the crowd.

I had seen several patrolmen rush to the restaurant, and then I heard a policeman blowing their whistles. But I ignored these and slowed down quietly under my feet. When I walked into the crowd, I immediately stopped running and pretended to be walking in the night market...

I quickly crossed a small street. According to my memory, I quickly found the place where I had just broken up with the mixed race from the staggered and complicated streets. I have heard the sound of sirens in the direction of the restaurant...

Well, after all, it's a big city. It seems that the police here are still very fast. However, it is also normal. This area is a famous commercial center. The police force is obviously abundant and the response is very fast.

I have quickly walked to the herbal tea stall, where the mixed race was sitting with a boring expression.

Such a beautiful woman as her sat here with obvious mixed-race characteristics. Such a nice person immediately attracted the eyes of many men around her, and some people were trying to talk to her.

I walked over and picked her up, smiled and said, "Okay, let's go."

He was shocked, looked up at me, and was relieved: "I thought you had left by yourself..."

Speaking of this, she also heard the sound of the siren from the distance and frowned at me slightly: "You..."

I shrugged my shoulders: "There is a little public security dispute there..."

Public security disputes... Humph, it's not a common thing in Vietnam.