Life Copy Game

2022-03-09

Chapter 83 That is my brother (seeking collection, pursuing reading, seeking monthly pass)

The package method is clean inside, sticking The blood was on the outside, and then with his wrapped hand, he took hold of the cane handle again and pulled the ‘sword’ out with force.

brawny man’s body froze for a moment, then fell to the ground.

He Ao took two steps back and walked back to where he was standing.

The bright red blood flowed down the silver’s sword, leaving little by little, leaving only the cool brilliance.

This sword is bloodless.

When Rejit had hopeless legs, he found a ‘blacksmith’ in an underground world, made this sword with all the money he had saved, and hid it in his crutch. This is also the reason why He Ao never leaves the crutches after returning home to get the crutches.

In fact, this ‘sword’ cannot be accurately said to be a ‘sword’ in the strict sense. Sword, like a ‘thorn’.

When used, the effect of vertical stabbing is better than horizontal slashing.

Of course, He Ao and Regit, both call it the ‘sword’.

Compared with firearms and machinery, cold weapons can bring a sense of security to Regit, who has been practicing martial arts all his life.

When the blood on the sword was dry, He Ao wiped the hilt clean with the cloth in his hand, and inserted the blade back into the ‘cane body’ that he was standing on the ground.

The buckle on the hilt of the sword and the depression of the main body of the cane jammed with a crisp sound.

This is back to a plain looking wooden crutch.

He Ao crouched down, picked up the cigarette butt just dropped on the ground, and threw it into the trash can next to him.

Then, leaning on crutches, he walked over to brawny man, took out a twenty-dollar federal coin from his pocket, and threw it out.

This is money to buy bullets.

Wu is a killing technique. When you really want to kill the opponent, be fast, accurate, ruthless, and lethal.

Any time delay is an opportunity for the other party to kill you.

He Ao walked out of the alley on crutches across the corpses.

He fought back when the other party was ready to kill him with a gun.

In the words of Icari, according to Dawn’s law, it can be regarded as a legitimate defense, but there are only a few people in defense.

He lit a cigarette again, put it in his mouth, and closed his clothes.

Although he had tried his best to avoid it, there was still some blood splattered on his body, but it was not obvious.

The afternoon sun shone on his old cheeks, slowly lengthening his back.

These killers arranged by Naja must be dealt with, otherwise it will affect his subsequent actions.

Tick-tick—

The rapid phone rang again, and He Ao connected.

“Old Mister, Naja’s current location information has been sent to you via text message,” Christos’ voice came from the other end of the phone, “We will update his location changes in real time. , may I take the liberty to ask, why do you need his information?”

“It’s just an old bastard’s revenge.”

He Ao opened his wristband and clicked out The picture just taken from the video shows the scene of Naja following the mayor into the reception room.

He Ao’s eyes were focused on the middle-aged man with glasses in the far corner, who was slowly closing the door.

Rigitte didn’t actually know this person very well, but this person remained in his memory forever.

Twenty-four years ago, it was this man who secretly broke Reggit’s calf with a shotgun behind his back.

After the incident, he immediately fled the gang and went missing. For a long time, Regit thought he had left Dawn City.

The story of everything is back to square one.

“Sorry,” Christos said, realizing he was asking the wrong question, “is there anything else I can help with?”

Listen At this sentence, He Ao turned his eyes to the side, it was another alley, some dirty little tents were set up in the alley, and several dirty children were hiding behind the tent and looking at him cautiously.

The sound of gunfire just now didn’t disturb them, they were already used to it.

Unconsciously, he made his way to Aston again.

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The thin driver with glasses opened the door and got into the driver’s seat.

Outside the car door, a young man stared wide-eyed, staring at the driver, blood spilling from his chest and eyes wide open.

This is the young man who went to He Ao’s house to steal something in the morning.

The driver closed the door slowly, blocking the view outside the door.

“I’ll go take a look right away,”

The majestic old man sitting in the back hung up the communication, he looked towards the driver in front, “Go to the research institute.”

“Okay.”

The driver nodded gently and started turning the steering wheel.

“Has the Old Guy arranged someone there?”

The old man asked softly.

“Five experienced killers with blood on their hands are arranged, as well as the ‘angry man’ who is new to our F-rank.”

The driver replied slowly , “That Old Guy was only F-rank when he was at the peak of his youth. This time he should be foolproof.”

“It seems that you don’t need to do anything, I really want to see him see you and me. What kind of expression is standing together.”

The old man smiled, “Unfortunately, he is always a loser, even if he can stir up public opinion and threaten the mayor, but in the end he is nothing but a loser. A loser with nothing.”

The driver didn’t answer, he was just taking money to do errands.

“You have been with me for so many years,”

The old man sitting in the back row slowly raised his hand, a small square box of silver was revealed from his palm, and the box was covered. Opening a mouth, revealing the corner of the folded parchment inside,

“I have already got what you want, after this storm, it will be yours.”

The driver looked up and saw the silver box in the old man’s hand through the rearview mirror, then he withdrew his gaze and did not speak.

It’s just that the hands on the steering wheel are a little tighter.

Naja retracted the box and tucked it into his shirt with a smile on his face.

That’s the condescending, ‘controller’ smile.

The vehicle stopped at a traffic light.

A double-decker bus also slowly stopped beside the black car.

The silver-haired old man held a cane, opened the car window, and glanced at the black car below.

Naja, who was sitting in the car, was moved, opened the window and looked up, but only saw the closed bus window.

The traffic light changes immediately and the vehicle moves forward.

“Old Brother, I see you staring at this car all the time, why? Is there something wrong?”

He Ao had just closed the window, A suspicious greeting came from the side.

From an old man in his fifties sitting in the seat next to him.

“In that car sat an old friend of mine. We were classmates since middle school. He is not far from death now.”

He Ao said casually.

“Is he seriously ill? No wonder you care so much about that car.” The old man sighed, “After all, a friend for so many years.”

“Yes,” He Ao pulled I opened the window and looked at the black sedan that gradually distanced itself from the bus, “That’s my brother, and we all care about each other’s life and death.” 100 points on the tail, and 1500 points for Yiyue watchers.

Seeking collections, pursuing reading, seeking monthly passes, and recommending.

(end of this chapter)