Volume 13 The Old King Next Door, He Is a Legend _ Chapter 50 Traveling with the Enemy
I called Kao Yubiao, who had already arrived in Europe, and after asking him about his current situation, I put forward my current needs. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
After hearing my words, he said that Duke could help with this.
Although he is in Europe, the Internet is connected to the world, checking license plate information, and providing technical support, Duke is still good at things.
Hearing his words, I hurriedly provided him with the license plate number and asked him to help me find the license plate information as soon as possible.
After ending the call with Duke, I was silent for a while and decided to make another call.
This call was made to Will.
Wilgangro.
It was his personal number, which I had always kept in mind, but I had never called, and I wasn't sure if I could get in touch.
But things went well, I called, and after communicating with a woman for a while, the phone finally fell into Will's hand, and Will's hearty laughter came from the other end of the phone, saying Wang Ming, finally remembered to look for me?
I said that I would like to ask for your help with something.
Oh?
Wilgangro's tone suddenly became serious, and he said okay, you say.
I said you know a guy named Nicholas, he should be from the North American Tsmich family.
There was silence on the other end of the line for a moment, and then he said, "Yes, I know him, this man is a member of the Tsmich family, or one of several leaders; Under their leadership, North America Tsmich has become a dominant family, and it is difficult for other families to enter, and it is said that they have maintained good cooperative relations with the government, chaebols, etc., and have always acted more generously and without scruples......"
After introducing me to Nicholas, Will asked, "Why did you talk about him all of a sudden?" ”
I said that I was in Las Vegas City, and that I had just met him, and that this guy lied to me that he was from the Fanzhuo clan, and that he was with my enemies in the country, and that he was plotting for my life.
Will was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly burst out laughing.
He said, "Why did you go to North America?"
I said I had something.
Will said Las Vegas...... Oh, I see, you're there for something from the O'Brothers auction, right?
He seemed to whisper two words on the other end of the phone, and I didn't hide it, yes, my current situation is a bit complicated, and it is blocked......
Hearing me tell me what had happened, Will groaned for a while, and said, Wang Ming, in this case, if you can trust me, go to the streets of Mainstreet in the old town, and find a place called Cook's Watch House, where there is one of my descendants, and he will give you all the help he can.
I listened, hesitated a little, and said will it affect your layout?
Will smiled and said no, I don't have much penetration in North America, but I still have some power, I can't talk about the impact or not, my current shelf is supported by a few of you, you used to shed blood for my business, and now your business is also my business - if necessary, I will come over in person......
I hurriedly said goodbye, your current identity is different, if you come here, it will definitely attract the attention of many people and cause trouble.
Will gave me a specific address and then spoke to me for a while before hanging up.
I hung up the phone and didn't immediately head to Mainstreet.
I went back to the building where the green parrot was stationed.
I wandered here for a while, itching in my heart, for I knew that Willie III was trying to keep me by the means of these men, and every now and then he was letting out some news that he wanted to take advantage of the fisherman, and such an act was complete death.
The Green Parrot's backstage is the Gatekeeper, and the Gatekeeper's backstage is the Thirty-Three Kings, which in turn rules over the huge Brotherhood of Stonemasons.
Plus Blackwater, which has close ties with the Department of Defense and the Department of Justice, as well as the FBI in the United States.
Plus the * company that doesn't know where to go......
None of the guys in this big gang are good at stubble, and he actually wants to play with others, so he is not far from death.
I didn't know much about the other party's methods the first time, so I wasn't able to kill them.
But among these people, it is estimated that Willy III has already studied it thoroughly.
So there is absolutely no possibility of an oolong incident.
I can't let Willy III fall into the hands of these people, God knows what Willy III will confess, only after this person is dealt with, please this big group of opponents, I can have enough energy to deal with that Mr. Huang, and the person behind him.
For me, too, this is an opportunity.
Rather than go back to China, cooperate with Ciyuan Pavilion to set up a big set, wait for the rabbit, and wait for Huangmenlang to take the bait, it is better to set up a net here.
My mind was a little confused, and I stood in the alley outside the building, hesitating for a long time.
And just then, all of a sudden, someone came towards me.
When the flashlight shone on my face, I didn't choose to run away, but looked at the other person very calmly.
It was a guard in black uniform, with a very serious face.
He came up to me, whispered to me, and then pulled out a pistol, pointed it at me, and told me to crouch on the ground.
I had no choice but to hold my head in my hands and squat on the ground.
When the other party came over, suddenly there was a whistle in the distance, and then the guy subconsciously turned his head, at this time I didn't hesitate, and directly grabbed the white blade with a thirteen-layer big loose hand, snatched the opponent's pistol, and then hugged his neck.
My ten fingers pressed the acupuncture points on the top of the other person's neck, and then pressed hard.
The man's blood veins to his head were intercepted, and his eyes immediately turned black, his feet went limp, and he fainted.
I held the man up, pondered for a few seconds, and dragged him to a large trash can nearby.
I changed his clothes as fast as I could, and then looked at the other person's face.
I used the South Sea Turtle and Snake Technique to adjust the bones and muscles on my face.
After a while, I pulled out a metal lighter from the other person's body and looked at myself with the lighter's glossed body.
It's pretty much the same.
I shoved the almost half-naked guy into the trash.
It was basically impossible for him to wake up before dawn.
With that in order, I hurried towards the side door of the building, and when I heard the whistle getting more and more intense, I walked in and saw a man in the distance waving at me, shouting, "Tom, go, we have to go." ”
I looked at the guy and saw that he was dressed like me, and it was obvious that he was from Blackwater.
I ran over without saying a word, and the man led me to the equipment room, picked out an H&K-MP5 submachine gun and a few functional grenades, and then followed the large army to the parking lot and got into a riot truck.
There are as many as five of the same assault vehicles.
I got into the carriage and sat down, and the man asked me, "Tom, where have you been and what is going on?" ”
I looked up, wondering what to do, when the door opened, and several people walked up.
The originally noisy carriage suddenly became quiet.
Of these people, I recognized two, one was Mr. Colonel, the head of defense of Blackwater, and the other was Coyote More.
What a coincidence......
After the colonel got into the car, he looked at the team in the car and said: "That rotten man from the Willy Skull and Bones Society is now hidden in the seafood warehouse of the Michia Company, we are now hurry over to control the warehouse, and then we must capture this person alive - we are mainly cooperating with the green parrot operation this time, and now I ask Mr. Moore to tell you a few words." ”
Coyote Moore's gaze roamed over each of us, and then he said slowly: "Mr. Colonel told me that each of you is the best young man in Blackwater, but this time I think you also know a lot about the situation of Willy III, you are not his opponent, so this guy will be handed over to us, and your main task is to block the scene, and then cut off all those minions of Willy III, you know?" ”
He spoke briefly and sat down.
There was silence in the carriage.
I didn't dare to make any movement, and kept my head down, but fortunately, the people in these Blackwater companies were probably a little afraid of green parrots, so no one stood up to say anything.
I don't need to make up excuses to prevaricate with the person who asked me the question.
After all, the accents are all different, how can you be deceived?
But I don't know if it's psychological, but I always feel like the person is looking at me from time to time, as if he's found something.
The so-called seafood warehouse was near the outskirts of the city, and the neighborhood was empty.
In order to achieve a sudden effect, all the assault cars did not turn on their lights and came to the area on the periphery of the warehouse, we got out of the cars one after another, and then began to make various tactical moves, slowly approaching the perimeter of the warehouse.
While in the car, we had already looked at the blueprints of the warehouse and learned that Willy III was supposed to be hidden in the basement in a corner of the warehouse.
It was once used for drug transfers, and is now occupied by Willy III.
Our group was in the middle, lurking in the darkness for a while, and suddenly there was a loud gunfire in front of us, and the sound of bang-bang gunfire suddenly exploded from the front, and when I heard this gunshot, most of the people began to suppress it in an all-round way, and I saw that several of the green parrots also rushed to the front line.
Our group was assigned to the back door, forming a siege.
I felt very funny with the cold submachine gun in my hand, and it was at this moment that someone suddenly tapped me on the shoulder.
I was stunned, but when I turned around, I saw the guy who was staring at me all the way whispering in my ear, "You're not Tom, are you?" ”