Battlefield Contractor

Soon after the two people left, a skinny young black man walked over with his head.しAfter looking at the surroundings, he turned and left. Jason whispered, "How about it, do you want to catch up and ask?"

"Don't move, it's just a trick of some street scammers. The fake liquor dealer deliberately finds someone to come and explore the way. If there is no cross-examination, he will show up." Jiang An whispered.

"How can you be sure? Maybe he has spotted us and is about to slip away. If we don't catch up, we might lose this clue." Jason frowned.

"Relax, listen to Jiangan, he is very experienced in these things." Lin Rui smiled slightly and whispered through headphones. "Once you see a truck coming, you can act."

Jason shook his head helplessly, and could only continue to wait.

After ten minutes, a small truck quickly drove to the back door of the bar. Several young black men jumped out of the car, and one of them directed the others to carry crates of wine to the warehouse behind the bar.

"They're here, we moved." Jiang An walked over carelessly like an ordinary pedestrian, holding a rolled up newspaper in his hand. Jason walked on the other side of him, and the two looked like unrelated pedestrians.

When Jason walked there, he seemed to squat down and tidied his shoelaces, but the two sharp three-legged spikes in his hand were tucked under the tires of the truck without losing the opportunity. This kind of three-legged nail is made of alloy, and the length of each foot is about seven or eight centimeters, which is sharp and sharp.

At this time Jiang An had already started, and this young man with glasses and a stern look was actually not as weak as he looked. Hidden in the newspaper in his hand is an alloy swing stick. It looks like a roll of newspaper, but when it is hit on the head, it can kill a person with one stick.

However, he still had room for his shots and swiped two sticks in a row, knocking out the two black men who were carrying the fake wine. As soon as the remaining black man started the car, he was ready to run. "Boom, boom." With two muffled noises, the truck slanted sideways. Because the two three-legged nails under Jason's cloth have completely destroyed one tire of the truck, making the truck completely sideways.

Jason put on his tactical gloves, and smashed the driver's car glass with a fist, pulling the black man out of the car window. That little black man is very flexible. He broke free immediately, raised his hand and pulled out a hidden knife, facing Jason.

Jiangan shrugged helplessly, walked over, opened the skirt of his suit, and let him see the holster on his body. As soon as he saw the gun, the young black man stunned, and very bachelor put down the knife in his hand, put his hands on his head and squatted down.

In this way, this fake liquor dealer is also a frequent visitor to the police station who is often arrested. He is familiar with a set of procedures. Jiang Jian couldn't help but laugh a little. But just as he smiled, the black young man suddenly bowed, rolled over, rolled from the bottom of the truck to the other side of the truck, got up from the ground and ran.

His movements are as flexible as a black monkey. When he ran across the alley, Park Dongxiang had already completely blocked the road. But before Pu Dongxiang got out of the car, the black man jumped up against the roof of the car. After jumping over the roof of the car, he rolled over on the spot, without even pausing, and continued to run wildly.

But his good luck ended here. When the black youth was fortunate to escape by himself, his neckline suddenly tightened. He was dragged to the ground from one side. Lin Rui looked at him with a smile and said, "You have a good skill. Apart from being a professional fake liquor dealer, are you an amateur parkour player?"

The young black man saw that the others were also surrounding him, and knew that he could not escape. This time he was really wilted, just hanging his head and not speaking.

Jason grabbed him and stuffed him into the car.

Lin Rui said to him, "How? Do you know why we are looking for you? Don't you want to talk about it?"

"What do you want?" The young black man frowned.

"I just want to make friends, what's your name?" Lin Rui said slowly.

"Sancho." The black man hesitated.

Lin Rui nodded and said, "This is a good start, Sancho. We are looking for someone. I hope you can tell me where this person is."

"Who are you, who are you looking for?" Sanqiu said alertly.

"Angel." Lin Rui said slowly.

"Angel?" Sancho said mockingly, "How would I know where that old guy is? By the way, this old miser still owes me the payment. You know, he never paid his bills on time, he always owed a couple of debts. Months. As a result, I was in trouble this time, and my default payment became a bad debt. I still want to find him!"

Lin Rui smiled slightly, "Well said, but I never said he was in trouble. How did you know?"

"I can be considered a gangster on the road. I can know what happened in this area. Moreover, what happened in the underground heaven is not a trivial matter. It is said that it was a gang fight, killing a dozen people." Sancho shrugged, "This It’s hard to hide things from people like me."

"If it's really like what you said, you are familiar with this area, then you should know that the so-called gang rage is just the ghost of the police." Lin Rui said slowly, "This matter involves private military companies and mercenaries. ,"

Sangqiu stunned for a moment and then shook his head, "Maybe, but what does this have to do with me? Should I care?"

Lin Rui said indifferently, "I know you have a very good relationship with Angel."

"How can I have a good relationship with him? He is an old miser, and everyone who does business with him says so. I and him are only in business relationship." Sanqiu shrugged.

"It's not just business, Sancho, we know your situation. Your father was also a mercenary. He died when you were four years old. It was this year that Angel dragged a prosthetic leg and started here. A mercenary bar. You can live to this day because he will regularly give you a sum of money. This money is an account opened for you by your father during his lifetime. You are the son of his comrade-in-arms." Lin Rui said slowly. "He has always taken good care of you."

The black young man Sancho was silent for a long time before he slowly said, "I won't tell you anything. Because I have no habit of betraying my friends."

Lin Rui smiled slightly and nodded, "This is indeed a good habit. However, we did not ask you to betray him. Instead, we are asking you to provide an opportunity for us to help him."

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