Fu Ming lay on the bed, pursed his lips, and opened his eyes in a daze. The first thing he saw was the yellow light emitted by the incandescent lamp on the ceiling. He squinted at the clock hanging on the wall.
It was already past one o'clock in the morning. He had just taken a breath and was about to struggle to get up when he felt the pain in the wound on his abdomen was unbearable, which made him feel that he was still alive.
He lowered his head and looked at the bandage wrapped around his stomach, as well as the needle inserted into the vein. There was a hanging needle hanging on the bed, and there was also plasma.
"Are you awake?" An Oriental man slowly walked out from another room, holding a towel and hot water in his hand.
He smiled, turned to the other room and whispered, "He's awake."
There was a thud in the room, as if someone fell off the bed, and a girl ran out of the door barefoot, "Sir, it's great that you are okay..." The girl spoke Arabic, her eyes wide open, and she was very surprised.
He looks excited.
Fu Ming looked at the girl and felt that she looked familiar. Then there was a difference. He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but his throat was dry and he couldn't say a word.
"Drink some water first." The girl picked up the cup from the table, inserted it into the cup, and handed it to Fu Ming's mouth.
Fu Ming took a sip of water and said, "You are..."
"Sir, don't you remember me?" The girl wiped Fu Ming's mouth, "A few months ago, when you were crossing the former government army sentry blockade at the junction of Beirut Province and Southern Province..."
Fu Ming sighed and felt dizzy. The severe pain in his abdominal wound made him very uncomfortable. "You are that girl... very powerful. In that situation, you shot and wounded six government soldiers."
"Sir, it's a pleasure to see you again!" The girl happily sat in front of the bed, "My name is Cariana Sois. Last time, my husband left in a hurry, and I didn't even ask his name. It was really rude...
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"Cariana, he needs to rest now." The man patted Cariana on the shoulder helplessly. After all, she was only a seventeen-year-old girl and didn't know what the gunshot wound was. "Go back and rest first.
This gentleman will not leave here for the time being, and when his fever subsides, you will have a lot of time to chat."
Fu Ming glanced at the man gratefully, endured the severe pain, smiled and watched Cariana return to the other room. As soon as the door was closed, he grinned and took in a breath of cool air.
"Japanese? Korean?" The man twisted the towel in cold water a few times, and then spread it on Fu Ming's head. Due to the gunshot wound and the large temperature difference between day and night, Fu Ming had a fever.
"Chinese, are you doing all this?" Fu Ming shook his head, and the coolness on his head made him feel better.
"I didn't expect that the famous Mr. K would actually be Chinese." The man smiled and spoke directly in Chinese. He looked at the hanging needle hanging on Fu Ming's body, "Mr. Arms Dealer, it's a pleasure to meet you.
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"Who are you?" Fu Ming was surprised. He didn't expect that the man in front of him would actually recognize him. Although he didn't know his real name or his nationality, he could tell that he was k based on his appearance.
, this person must not be as simple as he seems.
"My name is Zhang Qing. You may not be familiar with it. If you have heard of my code name, you should know it. Maybe you should call me Huan Huan." Huan Huan sat down next to his bed again, "Can you
It's ranked so high on CIA's blacklist, how could I not know about it?"
"Audio hallucinations..." Fu Ming repeated in a low voice, "Killer?" When he met Mo Bing a few days ago, he carefully recalled the only two killers on the CIA's blacklist. One was Mo Bing.
And the other one is the auditory hallucination in front of me.
"I can't believe that I met two top killers in such a short period of time. There are two killers on the CIA blacklist, and they are both Chinese. If this spreads out, won't those killers be ashamed and commit suicide?" Fu Ming hehehe
He laughed a few times, but the severe pain at the wound made him immediately put away his smile and lower his voice.
"Mr. K, I will not hurt you. I came to Lebanon for a mission, but before I could complete the mission given by my employer, the war broke out... The intervention of CIA and NATO forces made it difficult for me to move forward. Carly
I met Anna a week ago, she is a strong girl. Do you know her?"
Fu Ming nodded, "I met you by chance a few months ago. Fortunately, I met you this time, otherwise I would really die here." He spat, "How long did I sleep for?"
"I carried you here last night, and you woke up just after the operation... I really doubt you are made of iron. The bullet grazed the liver and passed through, and you woke up like this!" Huan Hu changed the towel.
I took a cup of it and applied it on Fu Ming’s head.
Fu Ming was shocked, but it was still too late, "Are there any communication facilities? Radio, mobile phone, telephone, computer with Internet access?"
Huan Huan was stunned, "I have a satellite phone... What else do you want to do in your current state?" Although he said so, Huan Huan still took out the satellite phone from the drawer and looked at the window.
Outside, the entire window was tightly blocked by dark curtains. In order to prevent light from transmitting, a few bricks were pressed under the curtains. The lights were turned on in the early hours of the morning, which would definitely arouse the suspicion of the Americans outside.
Fu Ming raised his hand, feeling pain again. He smiled helplessly at Huan Huan. "I have to ask you for help. I will help you get out of here."
Huan Huan shrugged with an indifferent expression, "When you are away from home, one more friend is more useful than one more enemy." He opened the keypad of the satellite phone and said, "Say the number."
Fu Ming swallowed first, took a deep breath, and then reported a large number of numbers. After thinking for a while, he said, "Type this first."
Looking at the large series of numbers on the phone screen, Huan Huan smiled bitterly, pressed the dial button, and then put the phone close to Fu Ming's face.
The call was picked up with almost no waiting tone. Facing this unfamiliar number, Fudong tried his best to conceal his emotions, but how could his eagerness be completely concealed?
"Hello?"
Fu Ming sighed, "Uncle Fu, it's me."
"Boss?" Fu Dong was crying. The heart of an old man in his fifties still has to undergo such a big test. Fu Zhongtian has passed away. If something happens to Fu Ming, he really doesn't know what happened to Fu Ming.
What should the company do? "What's going on now? Where are you? I'll contact the company members in Beirut right away to pick you up."
"I'm fine. Listen carefully. The entire urban area of Beirut and the surrounding areas have been occupied by the Truth Sect and NATO troops. Try your best to help me contact Li Jingxue and find the people from the General Staff. This plane was flown by an F22 fighter jet of the U.S. Air Force.
If the forced landing fails, our government will not sit idly by. Don't let the company members from Beirut City come over, just take care of yourself. Let the warships from outside sail into the Mediterranean and dock directly around the Beirut port, and don't take off their disguises.
"Fu Ming couldn't care less about the pain and spoke very fast, but his voice was still a little weak.
Fudong heard something was wrong in Fu Ming's voice and asked anxiously, "Are you injured?"
Fu Ming frowned, "Don't interrupt me. Now follow my instructions." Fu Ming did not answer his question, "A few hours ago, Xu Cheng and Mo Bing attracted the American police to cover me.
Helicopter and tank firepower, the situation is very critical now. I hope... Suzaku Level 013 can come and airdrop directly. I will send you the coordinates." Fu Ming paused for a moment, but still said the bold thing in his heart.
Thoughts. He winked at Huan Huan, and Huan Huan actually took out a GPS locator from his body. As a killer who often travels outside, this kind of thing is still necessary.
"Boss..." Now Fudong was embarrassed, "Speaking of this matter, I have to apologize to you. After Dr. Harry Crowder heard that your whereabouts were unknown, he directly used a transport plane to lift Suzaku.
Get up, Luther can perform basic combat driving after a short training. It only takes a few hours. This kid is simply a genius. I didn't ask you for permission on this matter. Dr. Claude was too impatient. I hope you won't blame him.
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Fu Ming actually laughed after hearing this, "This damn old man must know what I am thinking. It seems that the plane should be arriving soon. Airdrop to where I am and tell the plane to be careful. There are American birdmen in the sky."
of wandering around.”
"Boss, this phone number is..." Only now did Fudong realize that he didn't recognize this phone number at all.
"There is a friend here. The satellite phone belongs to him. If you need anything, just call him." Fu Ming looked at the auditory hallucinations and hung up the phone without further hesitation. At this time, the auditory hallucinations were already filled with darkness.
It's online.
"Damn, my hands are sore... By the way, you just mentioned the name Mo Bing..." Huan Huan rubbed his arm, "He is your member now?"
Fu Ming shook his head, "You came here just to do me a favor and increase your number. There are too many injured people in the team. He can't be said to be a member of my security force yet. Why, do you know him?" Fu Ming
As soon as I asked, I felt that my words were a bit redundant. There were only two killers on the CIA's blacklist, and they were both Chinese. I wouldn't believe it if I didn't know them.
Huan Huan smiled. "It's more than just acquaintance! This kid is not dead yet..."
"I'm afraid that he is about to die now..." Fu Ming's heart suddenly became cold. It was already past one o'clock in the morning. He didn't know what the current situation of Xu Cheng and Mo Bing was. Even if these two people were extremely skilled, they could
One fights five, but the opposite side is tanks and helicopters. The gap is too big. If they can hold on until now, there will be no danger. After all, it is early in the morning, so it is still difficult to find people.
"What is that Suzaku thing of yours for? Why do you need to airdrop it?" Seeing that Fu Ming wanted to do it, Huan Huan quickly stepped forward and subdued him. For such a weapon that can take him out of this hellish place
Shang, who has auditory hallucinations, naturally wants to be nice to him.
Fu Ming sneered, "You'll know when the time comes. Damn it, you punched me in the stomach and almost killed me, and you still want to leave here safely?"