Chapter 771: A man in pajamas climbed into the balcony
Li Yundao couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, although Russia officially passed the decree relaxing the restrictions on gun ownership at the end of last year, it was only a relaxation of self-defense guns. The Slavic nation was originally a nation known for its fierceness, and allowing the circulation of firearms to a certain extent brought certain hidden dangers to social stability, but the Russian KGB-born leader once said: "You can do a lot with courtesy, but if you have both courtesy and weapons, you can do more." Li Yundao could see at a glance that the two large bags of weapons that George brought back were all on the government's prohibited list. It's just that even if he was ready to fight hard, seeing these big killers, Li Yundao still felt a slight palpitation. For some reason, he suddenly remembered what the master said when he was leaning on the old man when he went down the mountain - saving a life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, and if you can, try not to kill if you can.
After meeting yesterday, George excitedly described what happened in the Diado estate in Colombia, according to official statistics of Colombia, the explosion that night directly killed more than 20 people, and countless people were injured. Although the people who died were all tiger fighters around the big drug lord Diatour, and they didn't create the killing with their own hands, the fall of these lives was more or less related to themselves. At this time, Li Yundao suddenly realized that what the ten forces could calculate with his fingers, how could the master who had lived for more than a hundred years not be calculated?
When he was stunned at the two large bags of weapons, the door on the balcony was suddenly pushed open, and a man wrapped in pajamas stumbled in, and then Li Yundao heard the sound of bullets falling on the marble countertop of the balcony. Li Yundao was startled, and subconsciously picked up a pistol from the bed to make sure that someone came.
"Don't shoot, it's me!" The man who pushed the door turned his face, and it was George, and his original white cotton pajamas were covered in blood.
"What's wrong?" Li Yundao hurriedly stepped forward, closed the door casually, closed the curtains, and asked while looking out of the balcony vigilantly.
The French young man who was lying on the ground smiled, as if the bullet just now had nothing to do with him, and said: "Last night, there were two shots, and the yin and yang matched, I didn't expect that little white face to be raised by someone...... Missteps and mistakes ......"
Li Yundao was speechless for a moment, but he also understood that George needed some ways to relieve pressure in such a high-risk industry, and not everyone was as civil and military as his second brother Li Huiyou, and it was completely possible to achieve a balance of body and mind through self-regulation.
"Are you hurt?" Li Yundao asked, looking at the blood stains on his pajamas.
George shook his head: "Not my blood." ”
Two tall Russian men climbed over from the balcony on the other side, agile, Li Yundao didn't say a word, threw the gun in his hand to George, and quickly picked up a silenced pistol from the bed next to him.
The curtains were drawn, the room was dimly lit, and the two Russian men didn't seem to want to make much of a fuss, but tried to open the locked balcony door.
After two attempts and still still did not open, one of the Russian men tried to see through the door glass again, and for some reason, his face suddenly changed suddenly, and he pulled his companion to leave immediately.
While his companion was wondering, the door of the balcony that had just been closed suddenly opened, and eight bullets were fired into the limbs of the two men one after another, and none of them missed.
Seeing Li Yundao pull the door and shoot in one go, George was stunned, and then looked at the Russian lying on the ground without the power to resist, the French young man was immediately impressed - you know, just now Li Yundao shot through the heavy curtain, and all eight shots were hit, at this moment, he finally faintly understood why fierce people like Bow Horn and Hui You agreed that the third Li Yundao was the one with the ability.
"This ...... Why is this?" George looked at the two people who couldn't move, he actually didn't want to make trouble, but he didn't understand why Li Yundao suddenly broke out.
Li Yundao took out two slender silver needles from his arms, and the two Russians lying on the ground were so frightened that they muttered a lot, and finally they were stabbed in the center of their eyebrows by Li Yundao, and they all fell asleep.
"Help them take care of their wounds, we can't let them go until we leave Moscow. Li Yundao glanced at the balcony next door and asked worriedly, "Do they still have accomplices?"
George shook his head: "It's just the two of them, but why ......?"
Li Yundao pointed to the arms on the bed, and then pointed to one of the Russian men and said: "He saw the weapons on the bed, I guess they dare to attack people in the five-star wine in the city center, they should have a good background, maybe it is Sergei's men." I can't take this risk, or He Dahai's life will be in danger......"
George's treatment of the wound was very professional, and the young Frenchman looked like a gentleman, but he was meticulous in his work, even if the two unconscious people in front of him tried to hunt him down just now, he still helped the other party to treat the gunshot wound to the letter. Fortunately, the firepower of the gun in Li Yundao's hand was not small, except for one bullet embedded in the thigh muscle, the rest were penetrating wounds, which were relatively easy to handle.
"...... blood on your body?" Li Yundao frowned and looked at George, who was stained with blood on his nightgown.
George looked down before he frowned, "I need to go back next door." Third uncle, you pack up your things, this hotel can't live, you have to change to a bigger place. ”
"Back next door?"
George smiled: "The girl who was lying next to me just now was very unlucky to be shot, I have to go back and see." ”
George jumped back to the balcony next door, Li Yundao already had very little luggage, and at this moment, the two large bags of weapons that George brought back had become his biggest luggage.
After a while, there was a noise on the balcony, and Li Yundao saw George throw the suitcase over, and then the young Frenchman, who had changed his clothes, quickly flipped back to the balcony.
"How's it going?" asked Li Yundao.
"A shot in the spleen, the bed is full of black blood......" George's mood was a little low, obviously not expecting that the young woman who had been on his way to Yunyu a few hours ago had gone to see God.
Li Yundao patted him on the shoulder: "Don't think about it, hurry up and transfer." ”
George thought for a moment, took out a silenced pistol, and fired one at each of the two Russian men who had passed out, right in the eyebrows.
Li Yundao didn't stop it, for a former "swimming pool" agent like George, killing a few people was not much different from stepping on a nest of ants, and George had a legitimate reason for revenge at the moment, even if he and the woman were only a one-night stand.
The two packed their luggage and did not check out, but got into a Chinese-made Haval off-road rented by George and drove away from the hotel.
As soon as Haval drove away, sirens blared in front of the hotel, and several teams of armed Moscow police in black berets burst into the hotel.