A Mercenary’s War

After walking for a long time to find a suitable target, on the 13th suddenly touched Tarta, whispered: "This can be. ([八? ＜＜<< 一 中文 ＜< 网]])}})"

Tarta turned to see a man of his size, wearing a white robe and a red and white plaid headscarf, with a badge attached to his chest. Youzao walked slowly in the airport hall.

"This is indeed possible, what position? Is it the airport or the airline?"

"Airport personnel, passenger service department, the position is unclear."

Tarta followed behind, while whispering, "I've been paying attention to people in uniform, why is this one not wearing a uniform?"

"Obviously this is a local. He doesn't have to wear a uniform."

After walking a few steps with the tail of the target, Tarta rubbed his hands and whispered: "Go **** him and wait for me."

It was already late at night, and the passenger flow at Fahd Airport was not very large, so there were very few passengers and staff, and it would be noticeable to hurriedly follow someone, so Tarta decided to simply start counting.

Talta is about to go up in a flash, when he pulls Talta on the thirteenth, and whispers: "There are cameras everywhere, what do you want to do."

Tarta stunned, and then said with a sullen face: "What monitoring is everywhere in this **** age, monitoring! It is not convenient to do it, it is still good."

On the 13th, he smiled and said: "This is the progress of the times. Well, the toilet is not monitored. You can get him to go to the toilet."

Talta looked around and whispered: "Okay, take him into the toilet, will you go or me?"

"I'll go."

Bringing a person who does n’t want to go to the toilet into the toilet seems like an easy task, but neither of them thought about this level. On the thirteenth, they went directly to the person wearing the robe.

Go straight to the side of the man in the robe, and then on the thirteenth face with a pee of urgency, hurriedly said in English: "Sorry, do you know where there is a toilet that can be used? Toilet! Toilet!"

The man in the robe covered his face with a beard and couldn't tell how big it was. He turned his head to look at the number 13 without expression, then stretched his finger to the sign directly in front of him and said slowly in Arabic: " Look at the sign. "

After covering his crotch on the thirteenth, and twisting his legs in pain, he pointed to the sign and said in English: "That toilet is stopped, do you understand? Can you speak English? The toilet is not available, oh damn, How can I say damage, no ~ can ~ use! "

After a cold look at the thirteenth again, the man in the robe spread his hand and pointed again at the signboard indicating the bilingual English and Arabic languages, saying in Arabic: "Follow the signboard."

No longer taking care of the thirteenth, the man in the robe continued to move forward, and the thirteenth remained in place. At this time, Tarta came to the thirteenth and whispered: "You failed, haha, here The service is really bad! "

On the thirteenth, he said coldly: "No, I haven't failed yet, because I didn't expect him to take me to a toilet that is not banned, not to mention that the toilet is not banned."

On the 13th, he looked up at the sign and whispered: "There are a lot of toilets, we have them in the back, and there are also in the front. According to his walking direction, he will quickly pass a toilet."

After speaking, on the thirteenth, he twisted his legs and made an expression of urgency. He whispered: "Wait, it will be fine soon."

Tarta looked curiously on the thirteenth and said, "What do you use? How do you apply makeup? Your expression is vivid and rich, do you have any new props?"

No. 13 whispered: "It's just silicone, just use it in a few key parts, so most of this face is my own, of course, the expression will not be too rigid, well, almost."

On the thirteenth, he quickly walked over and made a urgency expression. When he hurriedly passed by a man in a robe, he glanced at the man with dissatisfied eyes, then walked to the door of the toilet, and then Standing on the door of the toilet on the thirteenth, his **** was concealed, and he said towards the man who was staring at him: "Falker! Do you understand? You are an impolite idiot!"

After scolding the man, on the thirteenth, he stooped and rushed into the toilet, and the man was furious and yelled into the toilet.

"Come out, you bastard, I want ..."

Seeing the thirteenth standing in the toilet and looking at himself with cold eyes, the bearded man froze for a moment, and then he took a subconscious step back, just standing in front of the tarta who followed him.

Tarta reached out and strangled the man's neck, covering his mouth with one hand, and then whispered, "Hello."

Thirteenth reached out and shook his neck.

Tarta smiled, his hands squeezed hard, and after a soft click, the head of the man whose neck was strangled was pulled down.

Tarta took a long breath and said to the thirteenth: "If your boss is here, he will definitely not agree to kill an innocent person."

On the thirteenth, he said blankly: "I'm not him."

There is no doubt that Talta and Thirteen are indiscriminately killing innocent people, arbitrarily sacrificing the life of a stranger in order to achieve their goals, but the question is, who can restrain them?

Talta and Thirteen do n’t have any basic moral concepts. They do n’t have respect for life if they kill people. For them, killing a person is never more difficult than killing a chicken. So they will never use the more humane way of stunning people.

Tarta put on his clothes, and then he looked at the dead man sitting on the toilet and frowned suddenly: "Beard, I think I should have a beard."

On the thirteenth, he reached over and pulled out a small blade. He whispered: "How are you doing?"

Talta took the blade ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ smiled: "Very good."

After taking the blade, Tarta began to carefully cut off the skin on the innocent's face. His technique was very, very gentle, like shaving a person, but only with the skin of the other person.

A small amount of blood bleeds out, and after taking off a full beard, Tarta faces the thirteenth road: "Is there glue?"

"Yes, very few, save some use, just stick the key points."

Talta said loudly and smiled, "It seems that you haven't done this kind of thing, but you are really a big bad guy, or should I praise you for being a big bad guy?"

On the thirteenth, he said coldly: "One another."

Talta reached out with a completely bloodless hand and smiled at No. 13: "I am so happy to meet you, and very happy with your fortifications, Satan has you, and I think that the future will not be too boring of."

On the thirteenth, he reached out and shook Tarta, whispering: "Don't mention this to him, if you don't want to be nagged by him before every action." (To be continued.)