Song Jiahao and Jack Davis, who rushed to the scene, took out their pistols from behind and pointed them at the gangster kneeling on the ground. The other two gangsters were stunned. They had heard Yin Wendong's name many times.
, but the thin young man in front of him seemed to have a good relationship with Yin Wendong, and the three people who arrived at the end were obviously this young man's subordinates.
"I told you, you will regret it." Fu Ming sneered softly and glanced at the gangster who was still kneeling on the ground.
He patted Yin Wendong on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, they will handle the matter here." He took a few steps forward, helped up Wang Yanran who had been lying on the ground in a daze since just now, picked up the coat and gave it to her
Put it on.
"Fu Ming... what on earth are you..." Wang Yanran came back to her senses and looked at Fu Ming in surprise. "Who on earth are you!" She looked at the black pistols in Song Jiahao and Jack's hands, her body still trembling.
.
"Let's go first."
The three of them sat down on the roadside. The chill hit them. Yin Wendong took out a cigarette and handed one to Fu Ming.
"Thank you." Fu Ming took out his lighter and lit a cigarette for Yin Wendong. His former enemies had now become his friends. He also killed dozens of Yin Wendong's men. "Why didn't you leave?"
"I am a gangster. I have been a gangster all my life. I have been involved in this muddy water and I can't get out. I am a gangster. I have stopped doing other things for a long time." Yin Wendong laughed and said, "You don't need to thank me either.
Me. I shouldn't have caused trouble for you in the first place. It was the nigger who caused trouble for himself. Those dozens of brothers who died were dead in vain! This debt is all on me. You didn't kill me, so I'll pay you back.
Favor."
"You shouldn't die. It's not easy for the underworld to be like you." Fu Ming took a drag on the cigarette, and the wound on his abdomen hurt a little. Although it was not severe, it still made Fu Ming feel very uncomfortable.
The sound of popping coming from the alley and the continuous firing of bullets from the silenced pistol meant that the three people were definitely not alive. The shells fell to the ground with a crisp sound, which startled Wang Yanran.
"I was just passing by here. I didn't expect to run into you." Yin Wendong threw away the cigarette butt and patted the dirt on his butt. "It's time to go. I'll meet you again when I have a chance to have a drink with you. Mr. Arms Dealer
, Goodbye!" After saying that, he walked directly to the intersection without waiting for Fu Ming's answer.
"Do you want to consider joining me?" Fu Ming also stood up and shouted at Yin Wendong's back.
"Join you?" Yin Wendong just turned his head back, "Forget it. I am a gangster, not a mercenary. I am useless in your team. When I fight, I still like to chop with a knife, hahahaha...
Yin Wendong turned around and scratched his head, "The club is where I should stay. There are my brothers there." Without looking back, he waved to Fu Ming, "See you later."
Fu Ming also threw away the cigarette butt and smiled. He had already considered this answer. From former enemies to friends, the change was a bit sudden, but according to Yin Wendong's character, it made sense.
"How long do you want to sit here? I have to leave. It's past ten o'clock..." Fu Ming frowned and looked at Wang Yanran who was sitting on the roadside in a daze, "I don't care about you when this happens.
I don’t know how to be careful. There are so many people chasing you, so it’s not difficult to find a flower protector. I really don’t know what you’re thinking!”
"Are those three people dead?" In China, seeing blatant killings with pistols was completely beyond Wang Yanran's imagination. She did not dare to look back at that alley again, for fear that when she walked here in the future
, they had to take a detour. "Who are you!" She looked at Fu Ming in fear. She was still teasing this man even in the daytime. At the debate, her tone was so loud. He knew that Fu Ming was a
A murderous monster.
"Me..." Fu Ming took out his handkerchief and wiped his lenses. "I am a businessman. You should have heard what Yin Wendong said just now. I am an arms dealer. It would be pointless to hide anything from you after someone is dead.
." He looked at the light of the street lamp, checked whether the lenses were clean, and then put on his glasses again. "I think you should know what to say about tonight's matter. Do you need someone to take it to you?"
"I'm asking you, are those three people really dead?" Wang Yanran put on her coat, folded her arms and stood up slowly.
Fu Ming looked back at the alley and saw Fudong gesturing OK to him. "Well, he is dead."
"In the morning, you also said that everyone needs equality. You also said that everyone has a family and they should not die easily..." Wang Yanran looked at Fu Ming with suspicion, "This is
What you said yourself."
"There are wars everywhere. In wars, people will die. This is inevitable. But the war itself can be avoided. To achieve the goal of not killing people in the future, we can only let the people who will cause the war die."
Fu Ming smiled and said, "Some things don't need to be taken too seriously. The world is still very complicated. Just like me, I admit that I am very complicated." He shouted to Fu Dong. "Uncle Fu, it's done.
Just go back and don't worry about me, I want to walk again."
"I got it, boss." Fudong cleaned up the blood stains in the alley, "Jack, go back and bring the car over, dig a hole and bury it. Damn it, we just do things without worry, we just kill and bury them."
Jack nodded, put away the pistol in his hand, and ran out quickly. After handing the pistol to Fu Ming, he ran straight towards the villa area.
"I'll send you wherever you live." Although she said it harshly, there was nothing wrong with Wang Yanran when this happened. She still needed someone to accompany her for a walk tonight.
"Not far ahead..." Wang Yanran swallowed. She no longer knew how to face Fu Ming. If her pursuit of Fu Ming during the day was due to pure pride, then now, she asked herself,
I have fallen deeply in love with this complicated man. Even if he kills people without batting an eyelid, "If it's inconvenient for you..."
"It's okay, just walk slowly." Fu Mingjie took the pistol, checked the ammunition, then pulled the bolt, and with a click, the G18 pistol was loaded with bullets, and he put it on the back of his waist. "You will have to carry some when going out in the future.
Something for self-defense..." The ceramic knife was lost when the plane crashed in Lebanon.
Seeing Fu Ming's actions, Wang Yanran blushed and quickly patted her cheek, "I won't tell anyone what happened tonight. Does your girlfriend know that you are an arms dealer?"
The two people were talking while walking.
"I know." Fu Ming nodded and looked at the sky. As he spoke, the air sprayed out suddenly turned into mist, and the temperature was already ridiculously low.
"Then she knows that you have killed people?" Wang Yanran is extremely smart. She has already determined that Fu Ming must have killed many people before, otherwise Fu Ming would not have even frowned when he killed those three people just now.
He seems to have adapted to this situation very well.
"I know." Fu Ming shook his head, "Of course I know."
"Then she is still willing to be with you! Such a dangerous person..." Wang Yanran said it smoothly, but suddenly realized that she had gone too far, "Sorry, I didn't mean that... at least you are not a bad person." She said.
Stopped in front of a building. "I'm home..."
"No, you are right." Fu Ming also stopped and turned around, "I am indeed a dangerous person. After all, I am not a good person. I just think that I should do what I should do.
Okay." He smiled bitterly and muttered to himself, "But are these things I should do now..." He sighed, "Go back when you get home. I hope you can do what you promised.
I don't want to mention this to anyone, as I don't want to kill you too." He turned his back to Wang Yanran and waved, "Goodbye."
Looking at Fu Ming's retreating figure, Wang Yanran wanted to say something, but after opening her mouth, she still didn't have the courage to say it. She stamped her feet, swallowed, closed her eyes and shouted out, "Fu Ming."
!”
Fu Ming stopped and turned around. The light of the street lamp stretched his shadow. "What?"
"I hope... I can get to know you better. I hope I can be by your side and accompany you. I hope I won't be afraid of you anymore. And..." Wang Yanran shouted out, and she suddenly felt a lot more comfortable, and her voice gradually became softer.
It became fainter, "Thank you..." The words that came out of his mouth suddenly turned into mist and dissipated in the air.
Fu Ming also smiled at her, "Don't get to know me. The deeper you get in contact with me, the scarier you will find me. This won't bring you anything. And, you're welcome." He turned around again,
As he left quickly to come here, he suddenly thought of Zeng Xiaoting and Coco. For some reason, he also thought of what Yin Wendong said just now.
"There are still brothers in the club."
"Berlin, and Coco." Fu Ming looked at the ground and muttered silently. Although Zeng Xiaoting advised him not to worry, the doubts in his heart could not be dissipated after all, "Yin Wendong, you are right. The most important thing is
We just have to stay together every step of the way." Fu Ming made up his mind and couldn't wait any longer. If something happened to Coco or Zeng Xiaoting, he really couldn't bear it now.
He had already taken out his mobile phone impatiently, arriving in Berlin early was not a bad thing. He was waiting quietly for the arrival of the IADC summit, so that he could at least stay with Coco for a few more days. He sent a text message to Fudong.
"Calling all members of the security forces, except Luther Alex. Book a flight for tomorrow, the sooner the better. The destination is Berlin, Germany. I really can't worry about it."
After a while, Fudong sent back a message, "The body has been processed. I hope you can read the information about vampires when you get to the villa and put it on your desk."
Fu Ming took a deep breath and quickened his pace, "Vampire..."
Meanwhile, Germany, Berlin. Heike Indias Group Building.
"No news about Coco yet?" An old man was sitting in a conference room in the building, tapping his fingers on the tabletop, making a clicking sound. His face was full of anxiety. His face was full of wrinkles, and age spots were slowly appearing.
When he came out, his pale and thin face showed that his physical condition was not very good. He was already over seventy years old.
"All the bodyguards in the CEO's office on the tenth floor are dead. But there is no news of the murder of Miss Heike Indias. The people on the other side are very professional and there is no blackmail information. It should not be for money." A man in black held it in his hands.
Holding a report, he said to the old man. "Mr. Heike Indias, do you want to call the police..."
"The police are useless!" The old man slapped the table and coughed violently. "At all costs, launch a carpet search in Berlin. No matter who is kidnapped from the Heike Indias Group building,
My granddaughter, I will let this son of a bitch be cut into pieces!" Then he thought about it, picked up the satellite phone that Coco left on the table, and dialed the number that Coco had last called.
The owner of that number is Fu Ming.
"Hello, Mr. K, my name is Carlos Heike Indias, I am Coco Heike Indias's grandfather..."