This unruly lady smells like green tea

Chapter 176 Chapter 176

The two waited in the bar for a long time until night fell, and it was getting dark, but the expected person did not appear for a long time.

Collins is basically impatient, and his patience has been completely exhausted now. Ever since he deviated from the agreed time, he has not stopped talking about it.

"Collins, are you sure you have an agreement with the other party? (Kolinski, are you sure you have an agreement with the other party?)"

Hayden took a sip of the cigarette in his hand, and slowly exhaled a puff of thick white smoke. Although there was no major emotional change on his face, based on Kolinsky's understanding of his partner, asking such a sentence showed that He was already very dissatisfied with this in his heart.

"Of course, I have repeatedly confirmed that there can be no such low-level mistakes as wrong time. (Of course, I have repeatedly confirmed that there can be no such low-level mistakes as wrong time.)"

He glanced at Kolinski and patted his chest to reassure him, Hayden didn't continue to ask any more questions, his face was very calm, but a ruthless look flashed through his almost gray eyes.

The hands of the clock hanging on the wall of the bar are still sliding.

Two hours had passed since the appointed time, and just as they were about to leave in a rage, a figure came in from outside the door. That person ignored the oncoming waiter and walked straight to this side.

Before Kolinski could speak, the other party's voice suddenly sounded.

"May I ask who is Mr. Hayden? (Which one is Mr. Hayden?)"

Hayden raised his eyes and looked at the person who came, and the person sounded like his voice. The person had a simple and solid appearance. Judging from his appearance and pronunciation, he should be a native of the town.

"I'm Hayden Modis. What can I do for this friend? (I'm Hayden Modis, what can I do for this friend?)" He replied lightly.

The strong man scratched his head, thought for a while, and said, "Someone asked me to give you a message. (Someone asked me to give you a message.)"

"Who is the person who asked you to deliver the message?" Kolinsky frowned after hearing this.

"I'm sorry, the man is wearing sunglasses as well as masks and caps, so I don't know who the man is or what he looks like. Wearing a mask and a peaked cap, so I have no idea who that person is or what he looks like.)”

As soon as these words came out, Hayden frowned, and then relaxed after a while.

He asked: "What message did the man ask you to bring? (What message did the man ask you to bring?)"

The strong man scratched his head again, with a constipated expression on his face, as if his brain had suddenly short-circuited.

Hayden stared at the other party, with suspicion flashing across his eyes.

After thinking for a while, the expression on the strong man's face relaxed in an instant, and then he snapped his fingers with his right hand, and his left hand, which had been in his pocket all the time, was pulled out suddenly.

"clatter--"

With the snapping of fingers, two gunshots sounded in the noisy bar, as well as the sound of glass breaking.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Kolinski's eyes widened. He was shocked first, followed by pain. After a few breaths, he collapsed on the table in front of him, and a bloody hole the size of a palm suddenly appeared at the back of his head.Hit in the skull by an explosive bullet, the brain inside has undoubtedly been blown to pieces, and there is no possibility of survival!

The situation of Hayden next to him was also not optimistic. He had a Glock pistol on his forehead, and the muzzle was still stained with blood and brains.

Hayden stared at what was happening in front of him in disbelief.

"boom--"

But as the consciousness began to slacken, the body fell backwards uncontrollably. Due to the recoil of the Glock, even the person and the chair were overturned to the ground.

As soon as this sound came out, the originally noisy bar suddenly became silent.

The strong man looked down at the two people in front of him, with playfulness in his eyes.

He said slowly: "The man said that cooperation was over. (The man said that the cooperation was over.)"

Completely different from the rough and honest voice just now, this time the voice is gentle and ambiguous, like the whispers of a demon bewitching people's hearts.A sentence that was originally neither light nor heavy, seemed particularly abrupt at this time.

Everyone in the bar looked at each other.

Some daring people were still sitting in their original seats, but most of them had already hurried out, fearing that things would involve themselves.

The people who stayed behind all turned their gazes to the strong man.

Although every citizen of country E has the legal right to hold a gun, there has been no public killing for a long time.So I witnessed it with my own eyes, and I felt strange about it and even surpassed my fear for a while.

Kolinsky and Hayden, who fell in a pool of blood, did not understand what was going on until they died.

The strong man shot and killed someone, and he didn't leave in a hurry. After confirming that the two people in front of him were completely dead, he smiled slightly in the direction of the window, slowly wiped the blood-stained Glock clean, and then put it back in his pocket. Taking a step forward, he turned and left unhurriedly.

The people present were stunned and did not react for a long time.

Over the next few days, police conducted a sweeping search of the town.

But after checking all the surveillance videos in the town, except for a few minutes of shots in the bar, there is no trace of the other party anywhere, and no one in the local area says they know this face, as if this person appeared out of thin air and then disappeared out of thin air. .

They couldn't be caught, and they didn't even know who the suspect and his accomplices were. The peaceful town was suddenly shrouded in uneasiness.

……

The weather is fine today.

The thick and gloomy clouds dispersed, and the sky was clear and bright.

Sunshine poured through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, pouring on the cold eyebrows and eyes of the young man.He stood in front of the window, with the violin on his shoulders, rising and falling with his movements, the beautiful sound of the piano flowed out like water, the clean tone was the same as this person, inadvertently revealing a touch of sadness.

Suddenly, he stopped playing the violin.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and a cold voice sounded in the huge piano room.

"Who the hell are you? (Who are you?)"

(End of this chapter)