374.Chapter 374: Wings of Silver Light
"Manager Zheng said with a smile, I'm not a martial arts master, so let's go back and tell your boss, I'm going to accompany my girlfriend and my sister today, I really can't get out, and when I'm free one day, I will definitely visit in person, okay?" Lynch politely refused, saying that he preferred to deal with ordinary people rather than successful entrepreneurs.
"That's right." Zheng Haoran was a little embarrassed, but he still said: "That's okay, Mr. Lin, you play first, if you need anything, you can call me at any time." β
After sending Zheng Haoran away, it was getting dark, and after a day of playing, everyone was hungry, so they walked to the seafood restaurant not far away.
At night, Jinsha Bay does not have the bustle and hustle and bustle of the day, but adds a quiet beauty.
After the low tide, the beach is covered with small crabs and small conch snails that bend down to pick up, and even the sky above the ocean becomes like blue crystal, so natural and pure.
The waves crash on the shore, the stars are dotted, and the sea breeze blows and rustles.
A qiΔ and a qiΔ are like a paintbrush in the artist's hand, giving people a sense of lingering touch.
On the blue sea, an ivory-white luxury yacht, there is a person standing on the deck, standing with his hands behind his back, looking at the coast not far away.
This is a young man, he is wearing an extremely elegant white shirt, just from his fair complexion, it can be seen that he is a rich young master.
But it is strange that he is wearing a pair of black sunglasses on his face in this kind of visibility.
No one could see his eyes clearly, and no one knew what he was thinking.
After a long time, the young man spoke: "Have you thought about it?" Two billion, this is my entire property. β
His voice fell slightly, and four or five people came out of a small gilded door of the yacht.
This group of people is uniformly dressed in camouflage, tall and tall, and when they look closely, they all have Western faces.
"Boss, this price is not low." One spoke up.
"It's not low, even the top mercenary team in the world is rarely worth the price." The young man's voice was cold.
"It's not about the money." The leader made a strange gesture, which represented silence, and then spoke in fluent Chinese: "Mr. Dong, my friend, I think you should know what it means for us mercenaries to assassinate government intelligence officers, not to mention that guy just managed a great white shark, even though it has violated marine life protection regulations." β
"Mr. Mack, I don't have the time to play humor with you, not to mention that you Westerners' humor always comes very suddenly." The youth was a little disgusted.
"Alright then, let's get down to business, your ultimate goal?" Mike asked.
"There's only one ultimate goal, to kill that guy named Lynch." The young man's voice was unusually cold as he said this, and he jerked off his sunglasses, revealing a terrifying prosthetic eye.
It was gouged out by Lynch with a knife, and the eyeball was like a token, which is still kept in the refrigerator of their house to this day.
"Mr. Dong, you know, Lynch also has an internationally famous code name, called Scythe, have you ever seen that thing? It's like this. Mike said, waving his hand in a gesture of harvesting heads.
After listening to Mike, Dong Zihao frowned: "Are you scared by his identity?" Aren't you Silver Light Wings known as special forces killers? β
"Mr. Dong, I think you are a little misunderstood, the hunting level of the Silver Light Wings is far from reaching the point where you can kill intelligence agents at will, and I want to reiterate to you again about our identity, we are professional mercenaries, not an international extremist organization."
"Isn't it your creed that whoever pays you money, you will die for whomever you want?" Dong Zihao saw the stitches.
"Of course, our creed will never change, but there is one thing that Mr. Dong must understand that in this world, not everyone can become the target of the Silver Light Wings, if the risk we pay cannot be proportional to the benefit, then we have the right to give up, what do you say?" Mike said, pulling out a limited-edition dupont lighter and lighting a cigarette to himself.
"Hehe, speaking of which, it's not because of the lack of money." Dong Zihao shook his head and said indignantly: "Insatiable guy! β
"Mr. Dong, what you said really made me embarrassed." Mike shrugged his shoulders and continued, "You must understand that in order to successfully hunt a monster of the level of the Scythe, we need to dispatch at least a well-trained team of ten people, and if any of them are killed or injured, according to our Silver Light Wings tradition, each team member will have to deduct ten percent of the commission and pay it to the families of the deceased. β
"Then Mr. Mike means that he is not ready to take my deal?" Dong Zihao said.
"Haha, I didn't say that, it's still the same sentence, the risk I pay must be proportional to the benefit." The retired Navy SEAL veteran doesn't seem to have any intention of backing down.
"Well, you're ruthless enough." Dong Zihao gritted his teeth and said: "On the basis of 200 million, I will increase it by 10%, this is my final bottom line, if Mr. Mike still can't get his wish, then I have to find another home, to tell you, the person in charge of the night blade just called me last night." β
After hearing Dong Zihao's words, Mike immediately let out a sneer with a hint of sarcasm, and said confidently: "With the group of scouts of the Night Blade, do you have the courage to take on such a task?" I guess their brains must be full of breadworms, Mr. Dong, if they can successfully hunt the sickle, I am willing to pay you ten times the commission. β
When Dong Zihao heard this, he subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and hurriedly changed the topic: "Mr. Mike, when are you going to do it?" β
"Is Mr. Dong impatient?"
"Yes, this man killed my father and blinded me in one eye, and I have no reason not to hurry." For Dong Zihao, he has been preparing for this day for a long time.
After learning the news of his father's death, Dong Zihao continued to maintain the operation of their family as the heir.
In order to avenge his father, he sold almost all of his family's business, so as to make a good deposit, in order to be able to hire a top killer organization like "Silver Light Wings", which can be compared to Overlord Flower.
"I need a month." Mike thought for a moment and said.
"So long?" Dong Zihao was a little depressed, and said in his heart that he would kill someone, it would take a month, this Western mongrel, should he run away with my money, right?
"We don't know anything about this strange city, and we have a limited library of detailed information about the sickle." Mike smiled and grinned, "So, I have to make sure it's safe." β
Yes, for a professional killer, killing may only take a second, but the preparation before killing is quite tedious and complicated.
Especially against a difficult guy like Lynch, it can only take longer.
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"Hee-hee, this shark meat is delicious." At the dinner table, Han Xiaoniu was happily eating regardless of the appearance, and there were words in her mouth: "Brother, wait for Sister Yuxin to bring back the unfinished food, she must love to eat very much." β
Lin Qixin said that you pull it down, you let the eldest lady eat the leftover shark meat you eat, and it would be good if people didn't throw it in the trash for you.
"Have you eaten enough?" Lynch asked, sipping Martini wine.
"Well, it's full." Guo Meiniu smiled gently, and carefully wiped the mouth of the little white pigeon with a tissue.
"Yaoyao, we're all full, now it's up to you." Lynch looked at Han Xiaoniu's eating appearance, and couldn't help but laugh and said, this little girl really didn't waste the glorious title of foodie.
"Hmph, I'm not afraid of your jokes, I like to eat this, so I have to eat more, I won't get fat anyway." Han Shiyao shook her head, but her mouth was not idle at all.
"Who laughed at you, you ate yours, but there is one thing, brother wants to trouble you." Lynch rolled his eyes and said.
"Oh, what's wrong with you, brother? It's so polite to your sister, you can just say something. "As the saying goes, eating people with short mouths and short hands with people, even if Han Xiaoniu wants to play now, it is unlikely that she will be able to.
Lynch immediately smiled: "That's the case, tonight, can you let the little white pigeon sleep with you?" β
"That's it?" Han Xiaoniu said in her heart What do I think, don't you just look at the child, it's too simple and a little bit.
"Well, if you take care of her." Lynch added.
"No problem, brother, you can rest assured to hand over the little white pigeon to me, besides, I and the little white pigeon are good friends now, right, pigeon?" Han Xiaoniu said, looking at the confused little Lori.
"Uncle Lin, why do you want me to sleep with Sister Yaoyao? Sister Yaoyao doesn't tell bedtime stories. The little white pigeon was thinking about the fairy tale that awaited her to listen to every night before going to bed.
"Who said I wouldn't tell it, when I was in elementary school, I told a story to the whole class on the podium, so I told the story well, and it must be better than your Uncle Lin." No matter what Han Shiyao said, she also participated in the city's speech contest on behalf of their school, and she also won the first prize several times, saying that she can't tell stories is simply an insult to her.
"Really, Sister Yaoyao?" When the little white pigeon heard her say this, he couldn't help but believe it.
"Of course it's true, I'm such an adult, why are you lying to a child, you can sleep with me tonight." Although Han Xiaoniu didn't know why Lynch made such a request, in her consciousness, as long as Lynch asked her to do something, she would do it without asking for a reason.
The agreement was reached, and Lynch was sitting there stupidly happy, but someone secretly pinched him on the waist.
"I hate you! You're really going to take me to that ......" Guo Kexin said this, a little embarrassed to continue.
"Hehe, wife, didn't we discuss it during the day? Why, are you still going to regret it? Lynch smirked.
"No, I'm just a little scared." When she thought of that love room, Guo Kexin was a little inexplicably afraid, for a traditional girl like her, things that were too new and exciting would inevitably be a little unacceptable for a while.
"What are you afraid of, I'm not a big tiger, how can I eat you?" After Lynch finished speaking, he whispered: "Don't worry, wife, I have visited that room a long time ago, not only designed for men, but also many things for you women to play with, such as ......"
"Oops!" Guo Kexin's face flushed, and she hurriedly covered Lynch's mouth.
"What room, brother? What are you talking about with Sister Kexin, why can't I understand a word, what kind of woman plays, is it fun? "Han Xiaoniu's ears are notoriously sharp, especially when she hears delicious and fun, she will immediately come to her senses.
"Well, it's not too fun." Lynch said duplicitously.
"Hmph, lie, you just said that you had already visited, and I want to visit it too." Han Shiyao, a curious baby, likes to be curious so much.
"Next time, not today, you've been playing all day, and resting early is good for your body." Lynch said perfunctorily.
"Okay, next time you must take me to play, I will also play with women." Although Han Xiaoniu is not yet an adult, she feels that she is also a little woman, at least her figure is better developed than some adult women.
"Yaoyao, don't listen to your brother's nonsense......" Guo Kexin was angry when she heard this, implicitly complaining about Lynch, she shouldn't mention this kind of thing at the dinner table.
"Hehe, Sister Kexin is jealous." Han Xiaoniu raised her little face and said amazingly: "Don't worry, Sister Kexin, I won't rob my brother with you, I just want to be the best and best sister of my brother, so that I can annoy him for the rest of my life, right?" β
"Poof......" Listening to Han Shiyao's quirky remarks, Guo Kexin was suddenly amused.
Although Lynch knows many beauties, Guo Kexin always feels in her heart that she is the only one who gives the most effort.
So at any time, she is willing to soberly believe that Lynch will not abandon her.
Even now, there is a conflict between Lynch and the chairman, and she doesn't want to take advantage of others, so that Lynch feels that in this world, it seems that only she can fully tolerate and understand him.
Her concept of love is like this, and the love she advocates is so simple and simple, giving without asking for anything in return.
But in Lynch's opinion, Kexin's idea is not only naΓ―ve, but even a little cruel.
So he made up his mind from the very beginning that no matter what happened, he would not leave this solid-eyed girl behind.
Because abandonment may be a more heart-rending outcome for her than death.
When these two ideas coincided, Lynch immediately understood that love was not as chicken and dog as he imagined.
Love, in fact, is plain, like a trickle, although it flows very slowly, but it is always continuous.