The Red Side is Always Blocking My Dog ​​leash

Bourbon's training can be regarded as a long absence for A.

The other party gave him a new gun, the Beretta M92F, a serious military use, with a completely different feel than the previous Browning.

But in the hands of Mr. A, there is actually no difference.

can't shoot...

Toru Amuro didn't say anything about his spear skill that jumped left and right between zero and infinity. He just focused the course on the acquisition of information, a keen judgment of danger, and martial arts.

In addition to this, there are confusing add-ons such as how to protect yourself to the maximum, avoid danger in time, life is the most important, and so on.

Mr. A tried to ask questions, only to get a false answer because the other party is an important younger brother and more important than the task or your life.

This is probably the highest level of camouflage.

But what is the other party's purpose? This is what Mr. A has never figured out.

There is nothing characteristic of Fujita Yoki's identity...

Ah, maybe it's because of this.

His performance is completely different from Fujita Yangxi's character design. The other party has doubts and wants to find out his true identity?

This is also unreasonable. If it is a suspicious guy, Amuro will investigate deeply, and the other party will be exhausted.

Is that because of the rum?

It seems that this is the only comparison that makes sense.

Mr. A was thinking hard in the interval between his sleep. Speaking of which, he picked up this body after he came to this world, and did not spend energy. Unlike Qiu Zeyao, he was a person who already existed in this world.

So as long as Amuro Toru contacts the police, wouldn't it be easy to find him?

It's fine if it's an orphan, but if there is a family...

family…

Mr. A fell asleep.

…

The next morning he was woken up by a knock on the door, and the white male outside the door called him: "Master Rowton."

That's right, Arnold Lawton is the new identity of Mr. A. This white man, Xia Zuo Fan, is a man of Amuro. He once joined the SEALs, but was arrested and imprisoned for offending Congressman Ansai.

Congressman Ansai blocked the financial path of Congressman Lombardi whom the organization had befriended, and the organization sent a killer to assassinate Ansai. Amuroto was the person in charge of intelligence at that time.

When investigating Ansai, I found out about Xia Zuo, so I caught someone by the way.

The record of imprisonment is still hanging on Xia Zuo, and he has no strength. But companies that offer legitimate jobs won't want him. So he followed Amuro to do other work.

Now, he is A-jun's coach.

Teach A-kun to fight while Toru Amuro is busy at work.

Xia Zuo is 1.85 meters tall and weighs 200 pounds. The 1.7-meter-long A-Jun is almost like a child in front of him.

Although Mr. A has made rapid progress, his physical strength and size are always insurmountable horizontal ditch. What's more, the injury on his body also restricted his movement.

Xia Zuo didn't drive him directly to the training ground today, Jun A just thought it was an arrangement from Amuro Toru.

The window gradually transitioned from high-rise buildings to woods.

Mr. A gradually felt that something was wrong.

The car drove at a speed of seventy miles for two hours. They had probably left Washington state. At this time, they were in an unknown forest. Mr. A was not familiar with the area of ​​​​the United States.

But obviously the other party took him so far without an explanation, it would not be normal training.

The mobile phone has no signal. I don't know if it is a regional problem or there is a signal jammer on the car. In short, I can't get in touch with the outside world.

Mr. A did not carry a gun.

The other party obviously knows this very well, otherwise it would be impossible to put him in the back seat like this.

"Where is this place?"

Xia Zuo smiled and glanced at him from the rearview mirror, "As expected of Mr. Lawton's younger brother, calmness is a very good quality. I hope you can continue to maintain it in the future."

Mr. A: "What is your purpose?"

"It's just money, all I want is money." Xia Zuo said, "You just need to be obedient and let you go after I get the money, there won't be any damage."

Mr. A was silent.

"You want to blackmail him with me?"

Xia Zuo smiled: "You are so straightforward. Although it is true, I haven't figured out how much I want. Would you like to give me some advice? How much are you worth to Mr. Lawton?"

"Zero, you probably won't believe this answer. Why don't you just ask him how much he is willing to pay, and remember to be prepared for disappointment." Mr. A shrugged, this guy is not stupid, since he did it, Description is ready.

Now, think about threats like your fate after Amuro finds out, obviously it won't help.

As for whether Amuro would be willing to pay, he really wasn't sure. The biggest possibility was to find Xia Zuo directly and shoot him.

Pinning hopes on others is the most unwise choice, Mr. A decided to be self-reliant.

Xia Zuo took him to a wooden hut in the forest. The interior was relatively simple, and a thick layer of ash had accumulated. It seemed that no one had visited it for a long time.

Everything on his body was taken away, hemp rope was wrapped tightly around his wrists, and his legs were tied, but the person was able to sit on the sofa, and the kidnapper even carefully cleaned the dust.

Mr. A?

Xia Zuo smiled at him: "My purpose is only money, do you understand? It's not difficult for Mr. Lawton to give me this money. If you know a little bit, I will never embarrass you."

"How much are you going to ask for?"

He thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Lawton has just done a big business recently. The buyer is Solinder, and he must have made a lot of money... 50 million, what do you think?"

Mr. A would not naively think that he was talking about Japanese yen.

Fifty million dollars, converted to the past—

About five billion yen.

The amount of gin that can be traded in person is only 100 million yen, but this guy has a lion's mouth, and it costs 5 billion at a time.

Too high to see him.

"Uh..." Even Jun A didn't think he was worth the price.

"If there are two less zeros, maybe the success will be higher." Mr. A said, "This is my suggestion."

Xia Zuo didn't listen to him.

It's too much, obviously I was still asking him how he felt before.

There is probably a signal jammer in the house, and Xia Zuo went out to make a phone call.

Mr. A feels that this is the first and only chance.

After all, as soon as the extortion amount of the other party is exported, Amuro Toru might smile and say, please do it.

At most, add a sentence after you killed him, I will kill you, a fair deal, and then avenge him?

The knot that Xia Zuo tied, Amuro Toru had taught him how to escape, and Jun A put what he learned into practice, his hands were quickly freed, and then he untied the rope on his leg.

Not knowing where the other party was, he didn't run out foolishly, but first searched the house and found his mobile phone and a dagger.

Looking out from the gap in the window sealed with the wooden board, Xia Zuo is at the only exit, and then there is the car, the plan to grab the car and escape, pass.

If he broke the plank and escaped from behind, he would obviously not be able to outrun Xia Zuo who had a car.

The only way is to fight back.

Use this dagger.

The wooden house has a total of two floors. The first floor is where you live, and the second floor is filled with various kinds of wood and animal skins and bones. There is no place to use it.

Jun A finally returned to the first floor and stood by the door with a dagger.

Xia Zuo opened the door, and the moment he saw the unmanned sofa was his chance.

This opportunity is not reliable.

Xia Zuo's reflex nerves are beyond ordinary people's sharpness, Mr. A thinks that this guy probably used to be some kind of special soldier.

In short, when he took the opportunity to sneak attack, the opponent hit his arm with an incredible reaction speed.

His arm went numb, and the dagger dropped out of his hands uncontrollably.

Good, no help.

A-kun, whose gun was aimed at his forehead, thought.

Fortunately, he is no longer the poor man he used to be. This small injury can be cured directly. Even the special forces will not think that the person whose brain has been penetrated can continue to act.

However, he said that the devil has been training for so long, and Mr. A still wants to work hard to see if he can solve Xia Zuo without dying.

At least it proves that he has made progress.

"I've emphasized it many times." Xia Zuo raised the muzzle of the gun and tapped Jun A's forehead, "Do you want to die?"

A Jun replied: "I think my life is worth less than fifty million."

The muscles all over his body were tense, and he was waiting for his chance.

"You really think about your brother, he has already agreed, as long as you wait patiently, you can reunite with Mr. Lawton—"

"What did you say?" Jun A was shocked, "What did he agree to?"

Xia Zuo had to get closer to the muzzle of the gun and threatened A-Jun not to move. He seemed surprised that A-Jun was not afraid, and frowned: "Fifty million, the money will be credited to my account immediately, you originally Can live. But unfortunately..."

It was impossible for Anshitou to agree so easily. Mr. A judged that the plan was to delay the army, or it was just perfunctory. Even if the other party really believed that his value was higher than 50 million, he would not send the money so directly. That would be unwise.

Now is an example.

Whether or not to tear up the ticket is only between the other party's thoughts.

Xia Zuo narrowed his eyes, "I changed my mind."

"Twenty million, to buy your life, I think it's a good deal."

"Did you know that the villain died too much?" Mr. A said in Japanese.

"What?"

"I said—" When the other party's attention was partly shifted to his words, A-Jun quickly tilted his head and lowered his body, his arm locked Xia Zuo's arm, and the latter seemed to have expected it before he tried to break it.

Alternate hand gun to the other hand, index finger clasped.

boom!

Blood spurted out of the boy's forehead.

…

A Jun opened his eyes wide, raised his hand and touched the sticky liquid all over his face...Sweet...

Xia Zuo, who had a murderous look just now, had a full smile on his face. He pulled his arm out of Mr. A's hand, and sighed very hypocritically: "It's so dangerous, it almost broke."

A Jun: "Huh?"

As soon as he looked up, he saw Toru Amuro who suddenly appeared behind Xia Zuo.

The latter smiled slightly.

very kind...

Mr. A: ...Ah this...