Chapter 130 Defection
The rest of the people peeped at each other. Several people who were familiar with the fat man lingered for a while, and finally had no choice but to follow the brigade to re-board the plane.
Zhang Bowen, Casio and others scattered around the fat man. They felt that Pan Hongsheng should order the other party to take down at this time.
"Let's do it." The fat man closed his eyes and said, "I know I'm not your opponent... I just ask you to send my ashes back to South Korea..."
"Do you have a good relationship with the dead?" Pan Hongsheng waved his hand to signal everyone to leave first.
Seeing that Pan Hongsheng and others did not move for a long time, the fat man was quite puzzled: "What are you waiting for? You should know that even if you don't kill me, I will kill you sooner or later! Each is his master, and I will never betray my master!"
"To be honest, I really appreciate you!" Pan Hongsheng nodded: "But I know very well in my heart that a strong man like you, who has a clear understanding of love and hate, will never betray the Lord and seek glory! So I won't force you, but I still want to remind you that if you take all the responsibility on yourself now, the skeleton will never let you go! Their power is so great that I believe you should know it well. At this time, you need a place to settle down..."
"You mean I'm going to hide from you?" The fat man smiled and said, "You underestimate me too much! Even if I fall into this situation, I will definitely not go to the enemy's camp to hide from the wind and rain!"
When he said this, his body trembled slightly...
Pan Hongsheng could see the fear in the other party's heart and smiled: "Yes, it is not easy to maintain such integrity under such circumstances in the current world!" I appreciate you! Let's go!"
"You have to think carefully. Even if you let me go, I won't show mercy when I meet you again!"
The fat man's face turned red.
"I hope to see you, my friend." Pan Hongsheng looked indifferent: "Even as an enemy, I hope to see you again."
"You are a man!" The fat man swallowed his saliva and said, "Pan Hongsheng, I'll see you later! I'm going to the Korean headquarters now to plead. I hope to see you again!"
After saying that, the other party strode away without hesitation!
Pan Hongsheng felt a sense of pride in his heart. Although he had just experienced a fierce battle, it made him feel particularly comfortable.
Sometimes it is also a pleasure to meet an enemy with a temper.
While fighting in blood and tit-for-tat, they appreciate and respect each other...
This feeling is very subtle.
After hearing about Zhuge Liang's death, Sima Yi actually described it as withered and unwilling to eat.
But as Cui Jinyuan, a fat man who killed his deputy before the battle, was not so happy.
He knew that he would die if he went back, but it would be even worse if he didn't go back.
His family is under the control of the Skull Society, and no one can protect them.
This is also one of the ways that skeletons can control their subordinates. In fact, it is also the usual practice of rulers throughout the ages - for those who are threatening, they hold a handle in their hands.
Family is a very effective bargaining chip.
As a member of South Korea, Cui Jinyuan has actually no one to judge him.
Most of the other key members survived from the battlefield, and after going back, they began to negotiate urgently.
Now that the Korean branch has fallen from the core branch in Asia to the bottom, the main general and the deputy general have been killed. The most important thing is that they were not killed by the enemy...
It is estimated that even the most tolerant boss will be furious about this kind of emboof.
Although Cui Jinyuan has resisted his own responsibility, but... everyone knows that he is a death penalty, and the living crime can't be avoided!
The commissioner from the North American headquarters will arrive soon.
They could all hear the faint sound of the commissioner's leather shoes.
The first person who came in was Mr. Smith, a special agent they were very familiar with. He was an old man with a completely bald head. As soon as he came in, he roared loudly: "You Asian pigs! Unexpectedly, so many people lost to only five people! I really don't know why you still have the face to live in this world! The most ridiculous thing is that the main and deputy generals did not agree with each other, and both of them died in the battle! What are you guys doing when you fall to the ground?
Before he finished his words, he was suddenly pushed away by the person behind him.
The members of the Korean branch were stunned for a moment. This is a new face.
The man looked young, pale and wore a pair of sunglasses. He rudely interrupted Smith's words: "Well, let's cut into the topic directly. Thank you for your hard work... The headquarters knows that you have tried your best. This defeat is completely caused by the incompetence of the commander, and it has nothing to do with you..."
Hearing the commissioner's words, everyone was relieved.
It seems that the headquarters has decided to forgive itself and put the responsibility for the loss on the dead.
This is the most cost-effective and fair way.
In fact, these people really have no way to fight under the command of that chaos.
"Dear commissioner, will you let them go like this?" Smith is an old man. In fact, he has a good relationship with the South Korean branch. Just now, he was afraid that the commissioner would be angry with these subordinates, so he scolded him.
I didn't expect that the other party would let these people go so easily, but it made him a little unable to get off the stage.
"You should have heard what I said. I never repeat it!" The young man wearing sunglasses did not give face to Smith, as an elder, at all: "The headquarters understands your difficulties, so it only requires you to die by yourself, and your family can be taken care of."
This sentence was like a cold wind, which froze everyone in an instant. The members of the Korean group who had bowed their heads stood up, and a yellow-haired man shouted, "How can it be like this? Since we know that it is not our responsibility, why do we have to bear the blame?
Other people also clenched their fists. No one will be indifferent to this kind of matter involving their own life and death.
The man with sunglasses didn't say anything, suddenly patted Smith beside him with a smile, and handed him a bulging bag.
Smith is inexplicable. Open it and have a look...
It turned out to be a gas mask.
"Peng!" Before he could react, smoke was spewing out from all over the room!
Smith peed. Hurry up and put on the gas mask!
The deadly poisonous fog filled the narrow conference room in an instant, and the people who were still aggressive just now immediately panicked!
These strong men instantly became fish on the cutting board. They gasped and crawled around...
There is a leather shoe that still pulls the sunglasses commissioner with his hand: "You...you..."
Smith was so scared that he almost collapsed, but the gas mask made him unable to speak. He looked at the commissioner in panic and kept shaking!
But the commissioner's face is hidden under the strange gas mask, and there is no trace of humanity.
In less than a minute, the smoke dissipated by itself.
After the massacre, no one moved.
The commissioner looked at the watch calmly and slowly took off the mask.
The face behind the mask could not see any mood swings. He looked at the corpses on the ground as if nothing had happened and brought pda.
"What did you do..." Smith looked at the bodies all over the ground with stunned eyes: "Why did you kill them all... They are not wrong! Didn't you say that the headquarters forgave them?"
"Yes, the headquarters has forgiven them... but I didn't." The commissioner looked at his watch: "It's time for lunch. I heard that Korean barbecue and kimchi soup are good. Why don't we try it?"
Smith looked at the dead. At this time, a large group of people in black came in to clean up the mess and erase the traces.
When they returned to the car, the small building that was originally the Korean branch had become a sea of fire.
"You are a little too bold to do this!" Smith stared at the other party angrily: "You know, although I'm about to be transferred, I'm still your guide after all! You are still so arrogant during the internship. Aren't you afraid..."
"Afraid? Mr. Smith, I'm afraid you've made a mistake.
The young commissioner suddenly took off his sunglasses, which were a pair of chestnut eyes.
The eyes are deep and cold, as if they are from another world.
Smith's head went blank in an instant. Although the other party did not touch him with a finger, his eyes seemed to have given him an ultimatum.
Obviously, this young man doesn't care about hurting anyone. This time, it can be said that it is unnecessary. The almost inhumanizing purge is to establish his personal prestige.
This almost cruel sacrifice is very normal to this ambitious man.
Smith couldn't help shaking his head: It seems that... the Korean branch will be completely changed to another style in the future.
The successor was well prepared, and the entourage was cold-eyed and sensitive. Obviously, they were all well-trained people.
In the past, in the Korean branch, Mr. Cai was good at attracting people's hearts, so he established a strong branch that became the core of the Skull Society in Asia... I don't know what this place that once brought good memories to himself will become in the hands of such a madman...
The car is galloping on the road, and the scenery of Seoul is still beautiful.
But he is no longer in the mood to appreciate the street scenery here, which is meaningless to him.
While the commissioner and his party were enjoying the Korean barbecue, a man stood in front of the ashes and collapsed...
"Bastard! I will kill you!"
Cui Jinyuan, who was furious like a beast, buried his hands deeply in the scorched earth, which faintly smelled of rotten corpses in the scorched earth and ashes.