Chapter 707 Two professions that are enemies of life and death
In order to kill the target without alerting them, Arthur needs to put in more energy.
Although Arthur relied on his extraordinary assassination ability, he completed the disguised assassination mission every time.
But it was very difficult to handle every time, so he had to remember it deeply.
In conclusion.
The relationship between the top bodyguard and the top killer is like a shield and a spear on the battlefield. It is not an exaggeration to call each other mortal enemies.
After understanding the background of Dragon War, the only worry in Arthur's heart disappeared.
After all, for the 1 million US dollars, he had already agreed to take Long Zhan on three missions. If Long Zhan were a cheating teammate, Arthur would be in great trouble and might cause a big problem.
Now that Dezhi Longzhan is a real master, this problem no longer exists.
As long as Long Zhan's learning ability is not too bad and he masters all the assassination techniques he teaches, he might actually become a good partner with Arthur.
Drinking wine and chatting, time passed quickly.
Suddenly the sky darkened.
A friend of many years came to visit in person, and a boy who brought money came to the house. Arthur showed great sincerity in order to do the best for the landlord.
I took Long Zhan and Wick back to New Orleans by boat and found a high-end Western restaurant for dinner.
After dinner and after-dinner entertainment, we took Long Zhan and Wick to the "Feasting Street" to experience the nightlife of New Orleans and what free America is.
It was already 12 o'clock in the evening when we came out of the bar, and the three of us had a great time.
Wick has completed his introduction mission and will leave to return to Virginia tomorrow to officially begin his retirement life.
So I chose to say goodbye at the door of the bar, and left alone to stay in the hotel, instead of returning to the island villa.
Long Zhan was going to live with Arthur, the bald guy, for at least three weeks, so he gave his GMC car keys to Wick.
Let Wick have transportation home.
By the way, the car was sent back so that Stella, who was about to be discharged from the hospital, would have a car to use.
The three of them parted ways at the door of the bar. Long Zhan took Arthur's unattractive Chevrolet pickup truck and set off from the bar to the pier to take a boat back to the island.
When passing a relatively remote intersection, Arthur suddenly stopped the car.
"You wait here, I'll go do some small errands."
Arthur got out of the car with a solemn expression and walked into a nearby path that was more than one car wide.
At the beginning of the dragon battle, he still couldn't figure out why Arthur suddenly got out of the car, but when he looked ahead along the path, he discovered the reason.
I saw a black car parked on the right side of the trail more than ten meters away, with two adult men next to it.
Among them was a white man wearing a Razor Party hat. He had a cigarette in his mouth and a gun in his hand. He was punching and kicking the black man on the ground.
"Are you going to save people?"
Arthur's reaction in the dragon battle was based on the judgment of the fight scene, and he thought that the black man who was beaten was Arthur's friend, but the fact turned out to be exactly the opposite.
When Arthur ran over and was less than 5 meters away, the white man seemed to have had enough fighting, raised his gun and pointed it at the black man on the ground.
It can be seen from his trembling hands that he is a novice in killing people.
But his eyes were filled with anger, and it was clear that he meant what he said.
"Hey, that's not okay."
Just when the man in the white hat was about to shoot, Arthur, who rushed over, quickly stopped him.
The man in the white hat seemed to be a novice. The first time he shot to kill someone, it was easy. Hearing the sudden sound, he was frightened and immediately turned the gun.
Unfortunately, as soon as he turned his gun around, Arthur easily took it away with a single movement.
With a twist of his arm and a slight push with his legs, he threw the young man in a white hat onto his back and fell to the ground.
Then Arthur turned on the pistol's safety, lifted up his clothes and inserted the gun into his waist.
From grabbing guns, beating people, to putting away guns.
A set of movements flows smoothly.
"Before you kill someone next time, think about the consequences, Steve."
Arthur scolded and warned the white man on the ground, squatted down and searched the wallet from the black man on the ground, and took out a driver's license from it.
He said to the black man whose nose and mouth were covered in blood: "Although you don't look like the ID photo, you are lucky to have met me tonight, Raymond.
However, if you don’t want to get into big trouble, just forget everything that just happened and just pretend that you fell. I remember your name, so get out."
After Arthur finished speaking, he gave the black man a kick.
A black man was beaten violently by a white man this year and almost died after a gun was put to his head. Now he has managed to escape from death, so why is he still here?
He quickly got up from the ground and stumbled into the alley.
"Damn it, I guessed the wrong protagonist."
Having witnessed the entire dragon battle, I no longer have confidence in my own judgment.
Here, Arthur dared to leave with the black man. He grabbed the white man in the hat, Steve, by his collar and lifted it up from the ground, and put his face against his.
Pointing at his nose, he reprimanded: "Killing that exposes the motive is the stupidest thing. It will leave you nowhere to hide. If you had killed him just now, the police would have traced your father's death and you would have to go to jail tomorrow."
"I don't care, I just want to kill these bastards and avenge my father."
The man in the white hat obviously knew Arthur. He was grabbed by the collar and scolded and did not make any resistance. He still sprayed the smell of alcohol and refused to let him go.
"I know you are feeling very uncomfortable now, but you should not give up on yourself and go back quickly, otherwise, I will be rude to you."
Arthur opened the door of the black car next to him, stuffed the white man in the hat into the driver's seat, gave a final warning, turned around and came back.
Perhaps he was frightened by Arthur's threat.
Or it may be that when I was a child, I realized the serious consequences of killing someone due to my impulse to kill, and my fear took over the high ground.
Arthur got back into the pickup truck, and Steve drove the black car out of the lane.
"You seem to care about that guy? It's a pity that the guy looks like a rookie at first glance. Even if you couldn't get over just now, I guess he probably wouldn't dare to shoot." Long Zhan said to Arthur who got in the car.
It takes a lot of courage to kill someone for the first time, especially if you kill someone with a gun at close range, it is basically difficult to do the last step.
"He is the son of my old partner Harry, an uneducated boy. If it weren't for the fact that his father just died, I wouldn't bother to mind his business."
Arthur restarted the vehicle and left, his tone full of indifference.
However, this complete mismatch between behavior and language made Long Zhan, who was proficient in observing micro-expressions, smell something different from it.
He secretly guessed in his heart: "Arthur has been a little abnormal since he saw Steve. There must be a story in this."
As a person with high IQ and low EQ, Long Zhan kept this conjecture in his heart and waited for the next time to slowly solve it.
He was not stupid enough to ask Arthur in person, which would probably cause some unpleasantness.