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How dare this kid say that they are novices?

They robbed it at least three times without incident, and no detectives have found them yet!

Because of this, they became bolder and even wanted to rob casinos that were surrounded by gang members.

Why do the people in front of me say they are novices?

And they said they held the gun in the wrong way? Isn’t that how they hold guns on TV?

Any questions? No questions!

Relying on the fact that he had a gun pointed at Du Wei, the leader's eyes flashed with a ruthless look, and he raised his leg to give Du Wei a good look.

But the next second, his eyes blurred for a moment.

Du Wei suddenly raised his leg and stepped on his outstretched foot, followed by a sharp pain coming from his calf.

He has a broken bone!

"ah!"

A scream immediately made the other two thugs subconsciously pull the trigger.

boom!

There was only one gunshot because the other guy didn't even turn the safety on.

Because the guy who fired the gun was holding the gun with one hand, the bullet didn't even come out of the gun smoothly.

He has the appearance of wielding a spear but not the actual ability to wield a spear.

After firing the gun, he only felt a pain in his wrist, as if he had suffered from tenosynovitis for many years.

The severe pain forced him to hold the gun with both hands to fire the next shot.

It's a pity that he never has one chance.

Duwei's beautiful side kick knocked away the pistol that he was already holding unsteadily, and then he hit the man's face hard with a roundhouse kick.

Click!

The sound of bone cracking was heard again, and the facial features under the black cloth were instantly distorted and sharp bone spurs smashed straight into the brain, making the man fall completely silent.

Another thug who was still wondering why the gun didn't fire saw a chill that spread from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

He wanted to escape, but his feet were fixed to the ground as if someone had cast a permanent spell.

He was so frightened that he couldn't even feel the existence of his legs.

The numbness had caused him to lose control of his body.

Du Wei picked up the gun that fell on the ground unhurriedly and taught him on the spot:

"This is how you should hold a gun."

boom!

Okay, he understands how to hold the gun. If there is a gun in hell, he will definitely be able to fire a bullet.

The remaining leader, whose leg was trampled by Du Wei, frantically used his good leg to squirm on the ground, trying to get away from the existence of the humanoid demon in front of him.

But a person with two legs cannot outrun a person with four legs. In the same way, a person with one leg cannot outrun a person with two legs.

Du Wei easily caught up with the guy who was trying to escape. He stepped on the opponent's injured leg, then looked into his eyes and said:

"Obviously, you don't even bother to practice basic skills. If you can survive until now, you can probably only thank God for not letting you meet some ruthless characters.

But obviously, God has opened a window for you, but you have to go to hell through the door.

Then God will naturally not favor you, and I wish you nightmares again and again."

After finishing speaking, Du Wei stepped down on the opponent's horrified eyes.

The hardness of the front of the skull is obviously not comparable to that of a watermelon...

So the rough process is that the skull cracked on the first kick, the face was sunken on the second kick, and it wasn't until the third kick that the yellow and white things came out one after another.

Du Wei shook off the boots on his feet, and when he raised his head, he realized that at some point, a guy who had covered himself tightly even in the summer was watching all this with his mouth open.

Du Wei smiled sheepishly, then raised the gun in his hand and said:

"Are you David? Sorry, I just cleaned up some garbage.

Don’t worry, this is not directed at you.”

to be honest

, when David saw this scene, he wanted to pretend that he didn't see anything, turned around and left.

This horse riding is a murder scene!

If he doesn't leave, will the CIA come to arrest him?

What's more, one less thing is worse than one more thing. Isn't it okay if he doesn't get involved in this matter?

But Du Wei used the gun in his hand to make him give up this choice.

Just kidding, if it's not directed at you, can you please put down the gun before talking?

It’s really unconvincing to talk like this!

Unfortunately, David could only complain about these words in his heart.

He didn't know if the murderous maniac in front of him would want to send him to death because of his complaints.

"Hello...hello."

Facing David's greeting, Du Wei motioned David to come closer with the gun in his hand, and then said:

"Wait a minute, I have to deal with the scene."

Then David came over reluctantly and watched Duwei holding a gun in one hand and ordering a takeaway service on the phone with the other.

This guy actually felt hungry after killing someone?

Could it be that he is a pervert? He has to look at the brains that look like broken tofu brains sprinkled with watermelon juice before he can eat?

David felt a cramp in his abdomen when he thought of this. This was too harsh.

His eyes kept glancing at the corpses on the ground and the fallen firearms.

He was mentally calculating his chances of survival in a duel with Du Wei.

But he soon discovered to his dismay that if a fight broke out, his survival rate would be infinitely close to 0.

Du Wei, who could kill three strong men in just ten seconds, was obviously not something he could match.

Damn it! When did he make such an enemy?

This really puzzled him.

It looks like a backup plan must be enabled.

David put his hand into his pocket and quickly edited text messages on his unlocked phone.

The recipient of the text message he sent was named Frank Custer.

After making the call, Du Wei looked at David's little actions with a smile. David was completely focused on editing the text message.

When he raised his head and saw Du Wei looking at him, he was shocked. The expression on his face betrayed him.

But for some reason, he felt that Du Wei already knew everything but didn't choose to cause trouble for him.

Instead, he left the gun with fingerprints in a conspicuous place.

It's like they were afraid that the detectives wouldn't be able to find out who did it.

Arrogant! He is so arrogant. He has never seen such an arrogant person in his whole life!

Then Du Wei patted David on the shoulder, and David, who was so nervous, almost jumped up one meter from where he was.

He almost thought he was going to die with a twist of his neck!….

Even David himself could clearly hear the sound of his heart beating violently in his chest.

Feeling David's nervousness due to the misunderstanding, Du Wei said as gently as possible:

"Don't be nervous, come on, let's change places and talk."

But Du Wei's behavior at this time was no different from the devil in David's eyes.

After all, there is still someone's brain tissue left on Du Wei's boots, which doesn't seem like a state that can make people less nervous.

David followed Duwei stiffly into a cafe not far away.

It wasn't until he saw many people in the cafe that David relaxed a little.

With so many people in the cafe, Du Wei wouldn't be so crazy as to take out his machine gun and shoot them, right?

If this is the case, then he has admitted defeat.

However, David noticed that Du Wei had been looking out the window. He was extremely curious and saw that Du Wei didn't speak, so he also cast his eyes out the window.

A black van with the words Solid Waste Recycling printed on it appeared on the road.

A little old man came down from the top and walked toward them.

Looks like touching a fish

Like drinking coffee.

From the back of the van, several cleaners with cleaning tools came out and headed towards the construction site.

But David clearly remembered that there was no place that needed to be cleaned at the construction site where Uncle Punishment worked.

What are they doing in there? Sweeping the never-ending building dust?

The boss who hired them is really broke.

Just when David was thinking wildly, a voice suddenly came from beside him:

"Praise to you, generous Lord Du Wei, you have been successfully promoted to a one-star takeaway member, and you will have the right to prioritize waste disposal."

Hearing these ridiculous words, David turned around in surprise and found that the person standing at their table was the little old man who got off the car.

And in the hat he wore on his head were three shining gold coins!

How is this going?

David's surprise was not over yet. His eyes followed the direction in which the little old man was walking and looked back at the black van parked on the side of the road.

I saw that the cleaners who had just gone in to clean had come out.

This time they had something extra on them, which were three things wrapped tightly in plastic wrap.

Look at the length, it looks very much like a human body!

In his daze, David accidentally knocked over the coffee cup in front of him.

There was a bang.

The scalding coffee poured all over the table and burned David's arm. Only then did David realize that all this was done by the mysterious man in front of him.

He vaguely realized that the organization behind this man was the high table that appeared and disappeared in those hidden files!

Only high-top tables can provide such professional services!

Because this is for those killers who are everywhere!

David's eyes immediately changed when he thought of this.

Did someone actually buy his life? That was the end of the matter, and he no longer needed to struggle.

He had already seen Du Wei's decisiveness when he took action. He was indeed like the rumored killer who could kill with one blow.

Facing this kind of existence, there is no hope of escape.

David smiled bitterly and said with some self-abasement:….

"Okay, if you want to kill, then kill him quickly. My only request is not to harm my family."

Du Wei looked at David, who was constantly thinking, with a half-smile but not a smile:

"Who said I was going to kill you?"

"Come on, kill me...huh? You said you didn't want to kill me?"

David suddenly came to his senses mid-sentence.

Didn't Du Wei want to kill him?

So what does he mean by showing so much? Showing off muscles? Scare yourself into being honest?

Knowing that he would not die, David's mind became active again.

"Of course, technicians like you who are proficient in coding and can find out the existence of backdoors by themselves are very popular everywhere.

So not only will I not kill you, I will also give you a job, a well-paying job.

Of course, the most important thing is that you will be pardoned by the country and can live with your family from now on."

"Are you serious?!"

David stood up suddenly and said excitedly.

Only then did he realize that his voice was a bit loud, because everyone in the cafe looked at him who was dressed strangely.

David bowed apologetically to everyone around him, then gathered his mood, sat down again, and confirmed in a low voice:

"Are you telling the truth?"

To be honest, he really couldn't believe this because he was put on the CIA's must-kill list.

This means that as long as he appears in this world, he will inevitably attract endless pursuit from the CIA.

Now Du Wei suddenly said that he could give him his freedom. This was much more attractive than any job or salary.

The most painful thing in life is that he loves his wife and children but can never see each other, and even has to watch his wife fall into the arms of others in the future, but he can't stop her.

, can’t blame him.

This murderous and heartbreaking scene appeared in his nightmares more than once.

At that time, he wanted to break the pot, go see his wife, and then die for real.

But the evidence in his hands always gave him hope.

As long as he can convince Uncle Punishment to cooperate with him, he has a chance to regain his freedom.

Who would have thought that now another person, a killer, would tell him that he had a way to get him out of the CIA's pursuit and live uprightly in the sunshine.

He couldn't help but be surprised!

David's eyes hidden behind his sunglasses looked at Du Wei's face passionately.

He wants a definite answer!

Or he wants to hear the evidence that will set him free!

Feeling David's hot gaze, Du Wei just smiled and then dialed a number.

The voice from the other end of the phone shocked David's whole body again.

He knew the owner of this voice. He was the person in charge of the Northern Lights Project, a codenamed Master Controller!

That is to say, after discovering that someone browsed the Cerberus Project, she issued an order to block all insiders!

Even the first wave of Agent Hersh who came to hunt him was a subordinate of the controller!

He will never forget this sound!

It was she who made him live this life of a mouse that never sees the light of day!

But why does Du Wei have the contact number of the controller?

Could it be that I had guessed wrong before, that he was not from the Continental Hotel, but a senior executive in the bureau?

Only high-level officials in the bureau can have such recruiting quotas...

David, who thought he had figured out the truth, quietly listened to the conversation between Du Wei and the controller.

"...The danger of Jun Kanzaki was verified through Samaritan.

The Samaritans also listed it as a relevant number.

In other words, the Northern Lights have been preserved, thank you very much."

"Thank you never comes through words, and now I want your reward.

Remove David who is on the must-kill list because he viewed the Cerberus Project.

He is mine."

The controller on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment and thought about it for a while before he remembered the name of this unknown person.

Then he agreed:

"No problem, but he must keep it secret if anything about Cerberus is leaked.

There is no way I can cancel his name again."

"Okay, go ahead and do it now. I will contact you next time when I have the relevant number."

After finishing speaking, Du Wei hung up the phone without waiting for the controller's reply.

The conversation between Du Wei and the controller confirmed that David believed Du Wei was a senior CIA official.

He cautiously tried:

"Now I can live an honest life?"

Du Wei nodded and pointed to the main road outside:

"Now take off your ridiculous disguise and show yourself to the cameras on the street.

I think as a former CIA intelligence analyst, you should know the CIA's response time after discovering a target, right?

Just try it and it will work."

After listening to Du Wei's words, David still felt a little hesitant.

After all, what if the controller didn't remove his name quickly just to deal with his superiors?

Then he will be shot dead by the arriving agents soon.

The order they received was life or death, and they would not give him any chance to defend himself.

But in order to live freely in the future, he decided to give it a try.

He slowly took off his sunglasses, revealing his bloodshot eyes from nightmares every day.

Then he took off the sweaty scarf, revealing a unshaven face full of vicissitudes of life.

Finally, he took off his coat and walked slowly as if he hadn't walked for many years.

Enjoy the sunshine on the road and breathe in the fresh exhaust fumes.

As time passed by, his heart became more and more nervous.

He looked at Du Wei behind the floor-to-ceiling glass window. Du Wei raised his coffee to indicate that he didn't need to be nervous.

But he couldn't do it. As the response time approached, his heartbeat inevitably increased.

Boom, boom, boom, boom.

Just when David thought his heart was going to beat out of his chest, he found that nothing happened.

Those Chevrolet SUVs commonly used by CIA agents did not surround him.

The streets of New York are still as calm as ever.

A smile gradually appeared on David's face, and he danced in front of everyone's puzzled eyes.

No one knew why he was so happy, and no one knew why he was jumping like a child.

It is so difficult to change from a ghost to a human identity again.

All this is thanks to the man sitting in the cafe!

After calming down, David gasped and sat down opposite Duwei again.

Full of infinite gratitude to Du Wei, he was unambiguous and asked directly:

"So what do I need to do now?"

Du Wei smiled and pointed at David himself:

"I think the most important thing for you to do now is to get a room and take a good bath. We can talk about it after you have rested."

Du Wei put the business card on the table and pushed it over, then stood up and left.

David suddenly remembered that it had been the last time since he had taken a shower.

He looked back at him again. Those customers were clearly trying their best to stay away from him. If they couldn't stay away, they would cover their noses with napkins.

Looking through the polished tabletop, David realized that he had become a homeless person due to physical and mental exhaustion.

When David picked up the business card and was about to find a public facility to clean himself, he discovered that there was also the address of a hotel written on the back of the business card.

Apparently Du Wei had already arranged everything while he was jumping with joy outside.

Looking at the handwriting with beautiful strokes, David couldn't help but murmured:

"What a terrible man."

…

After leaving the cafe, Duwei received a call from Finch that they had entered New York City.

Now it's time to reboot the machine!

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