Chapter 2899: Covering in the gutter

The winter in Paris is much warmer than in Beijing, but like most European cities, it lacks sunshine. On the one hand, the sunshine is much shorter than summer. On the other hand, because Paris is more cloudy and sunny in winter, every time it reaches the end of September, the bright sunshine is gradually blocked by the clouds.

When winter comes, Paris is mostly rainy and rainy. On average, more than half of the days of the week are rainy. However, the winter rain in Paris generally does not continue, and it mostly comes quietly and goes quietly. This makes the weather in Paris very strange and makes it difficult for foreign tourists to adapt.

Even Lin Yahou was very cursed about this kind of weather.

At dusk, the sky is always covered with clouds and there is no sunshine, which makes people feel very depressed. Although it is already the cold winter in the three nineteenth seasons, the temperature is not cold. There is only a yin and cold atmosphere, which makes Lin Ya, who is hiding in a bar and drinking, feel that he is also moldy.

The cold wind blowing slowly from the window was filled with thick water vapor, and it slid on the exposed skin, making people feel the skin soaked into the bones, and Lin Yahou couldn't stop his clothes tightly. Then he poured a glass of cocktail into his mouth to relieve the boredom caused by the strange weather.

Wearing an inconspicuous coat, a wig on his head, and a black-framed glasses on his face, Lin Ya, who deliberately dressed up himself, leaned against the sofa in the corner of the bar, drinking wine regardless of his injuries, while watching the news on his tablet, he was full of anger.

After Jiang Zhonghua, Hua Yingxiong and Wu Xiaguo died, a strange situation occurred in the whole of Paris. The remnants of the three families seemed to be scattered with money falling from trees, and they seemed to be completely afraid of being beaten and broken, and they seemed very low-key. No one shouted to come to Paris to take revenge, and there was no extra action.

But Zhao Heng and the police emerged, which seemed irrelevant, and the police wanted to thoroughly investigate the arson case of Fengboting and the hospital, and to find out the murderer who attacked the two presidents of China, and give the Chinese government an explanation. The mafia also made it clear that Lin Ya was organizing the enemy behind him.

Because Lin Yahou attacked the disciple of Bear King, Camille, the European Bear King issued a killing order to the Jianghu. After 300,000 elite soldiers chased Lin Ya, the police could reconcile their attitudes, and the mafia attack caused great life danger to Lin Yahou.

Zhao Heng's reward order pushed Lin Ya to the cliff, one hundred million, the ignorant people were fearless, and many killers and forces who wanted to make a name for themselves, like hyenas, rushed to Paris to look for Lin Ya everywhere, and they all hoped to be lucky to kill Lin Ya.

Zhao Heng also paid one million to the ten forces that responded first. As their funds after chasing Lin Ya, it was because the first bounty was too easy that the killers and forces who came one step later all their eyes turned red, and they searched for prey like wolves in the forest.

This not only made Lin Yahou's situation even more dangerous, but also made him feel endlessly frustrated. He, a person who killed Jiang Zhonghua and Hua's heroes, was a strong man in the world. No one was afraid or afraid. Instead, he wanted to use his head to make money and get promoted. This made Lin Yahou feel angry when he thought of it:

"What the hell is this!"

Lin Yahou thought that his name could easily intimidate the forces of all directions after the Fengboting and the Hospital. Unexpectedly, not only did he not scare them, but instead caused the desperate people to find him bad luck. He felt endless depression and depression. This was the main reason why he ran out to drink today.

Today he made excuses to sneak out to drink. In addition to venting his depression, he also felt unwilling to force him to try. He didn't believe that anyone dared to ask for his head, so he chose a bar that was still in public to see if the killer who recognized him dared to attack.

"Damn it! Where did that soft boy from Lin Ya go?"

Just after Lin Ya poured the sixth glass of wine into his mouth, three men in gray clothes walked into the door, one by one, one by one, and one by one, and their eyes were filled with rays of light. They rubbed their hands while walking towards the bar: "I searched for that soft egg for three days, but I didn't even see a shadow."

A blond man in the middle took over the topic and said, "Yes, I found the chicken shop from the hotel, and found King's Road from Queen's Road, restaurants, hotels, red light districts, and slums. I almost searched through it, and I almost found the outer space from the inner uterus, but I couldn't see him."

These three men are all European faces. They are not only tall and burly, but also look very solid. They move quickly and powerfully. They have a sense of arrogance in their eyes, and their violent characteristics are obvious: "That bastard, are you so scared by us that you escape from Paris?"

While holding the cup in his hand slightly tightened behind Lin Ya, another blue-eyed man sat down in a high chair and echoed: "It is rumored that the soft boy killed two presidents of China. In fact, this is a completely boastful rumor. With his virtue of turtle shrunk, how dare he kill people?"

He waved his hand and asked for a glass of vodka: "Besides, an old man in his nineties and an old man in his sixties, it would be nothing great if he killed him. If he was really awesome, he would come out and compete with us in Scotland and knock us down, so that he would be considered the Niu Wei from Lin Ya."

The blue-eyed man curled his lips and looked undeniable: "I heard that he had also taken action to kill the prince of the King of Yunnan in China. What is the name of Wu Xia Kingdom? Damn, this rumor is too unreliable. Lin Ya really has the ability to kill all directions, so he would not hide in the ditch and dare not appear."

"that is!"

The two companions expressed their support: "I have the ability to give us up!"

The fat bartender added drinks to the three of them and took the topic with ease: "Don't worry, as long as he hasn't left Paris, he will definitely come out. The mafia and the police are looking for him. If the police hadn't warned us not to cause trouble, I would have wanted to lose this job."

He also laughed out loudly: "Buy a gun from the black market, and then go to the streets to take a walk. If you are lucky, bang!! One shot, one hundred million," the bartender used his hand to compare a gun to aim at shooting, with a look of hope, "I will be comfortable in this life."

"Get out!"

The three men knocked off his fingers: "Fight business with us, seeking death?" Then, they looked at each other and laughed. After drinking a few glasses of wine and stuffing some food, they got up and walked towards the door: "No more nonsense, it's important to find someone. After killing Lin Ya, we invite the whole bar."

The bartender waved his hand and said, "I'm waiting for this day!" At this time, he felt uneasy inexplicably and looked over the corner. The guest sitting in the shadow and drinking alone lowered his head to wipe the eyes of the corner of his mouth, and suddenly a blue gloomy flower jumping on the high-voltage wires flashed across.

When the three disappeared in the gentle cold wind, the bartender poured another cocktail for the two guests. He looked at the corner behind Lin Ya by chance, but found that the latter was missing. He frowned slightly and ran to check it out, and found that the person had disappeared, leaving a hundred euros on the table.

He shook his head: "Freaky!"

He put a hundred euros in his pocket, then went back to the bar to serve bartenders. He was the only one in this small bar, both the bartender, the waiter and the boss, so he was very busy. But after returning to the bar, he was shocked and felt extremely uncomfortable.

Then, he fell to the ground, his face dark and bleeding from his mouth and nose.

The three Scottish gunmen didn't know the chaos in the hotel. After coming out, they quickly turned into an alley, which was more than three meters wide, with high walls on both sides, and there were only three or three pedestrians. Compared to the lively streets, they seemed very deserted. Obviously, they felt that this place was easier to catch the forest cliff.

They shook their shoulders while whispering, and kept stomping their feet while walking. They just stepped on the homeless lunch box and looked very angry. At this moment, they felt a gust of wind coming from behind. They subconsciously stopped looking around and saw a black cloth covering them.

The black cloth was very big, and the three of them were covered in an instant.

"Puff!"

When the three of them saw a black head in front of them and were bound, their faces changed drastically when they wanted to lift the black cloth, a sharp sharp knife had already ruthlessly pierced into the black cloth. One after another, streams of blood were raised and fallen and sputtered with the sharp knife, not only dyeing the black cloth red, but also wading the floor.

But the attacker did not give up, and he still took action with his hands. The fierce struggle of the black cloth quickly calmed down. In the end, there was no twitch. The attacker still waved three swords in disgust and cut off all his heads exposed from the ragged black cloth.

"Soft egg!"

Lin Ya, covered in blood, threw a knife weapon behind him: "Look at who is the softie!" When he kicked three heads away one by one, he felt a pair of eyes staring at him on the side. He turned his head and looked over and saw a homeless man sticking to the trash can, looking at him in panic.

His wigs and glasses have all fallen to the ground.

Lin Ya coughed from behind, trying to pick up the knife weapon and kill the other party, but after venting his anger, he felt sore all over his body, and the wounds injured by Hua Yingxiong also cracked. Most importantly, footsteps sounded outside the alley. He was worried that he would encounter other killers again, so he could only take a deep breath and endure the pain and leave.

"Bang!"

Just as Lin Ya moved more than ten meters behind him to disappear from another intersection, a gunshot sounded from behind without warning. Lin Ya was shot in the back and fell directly out. When he was rolling on the ground, he was seeing a homeless man holding a gun in his hand, and a wisp of gunpowder was emitting smoke from his muzzle.

Wu Xiaguo, who capsized in the gutter, was furious: "You—"

"My name is John, and I will repay you with a drop of water!"

The wandering old man squeezed out: "You kill Wu, I kill you!"

PS: Thank you for the old gangster for rewarding 588 Zhulang coins for your work.
Chapter completed!