Chapter 537, Big Head: The King of Spears!

Chapter 537, Big Head: The King of Spears!

Dim lighting. So that no one who is close at hand can see each other's faces. Perhaps, this can hide the evil in each other's eyes.

"The world thinks that the best wine in the world is made in France. I don't think that's true. The chubby Wei He tasted the best wine in the cup with his eyes closed, and at the same time expressed his lofty opinion.

Antvan, a native of France, was a little unhappy. "So, what does Mr. Wei He think is the best place to produce red wine?" ”

"It's at Antwan's house." Wei He said with a smile. "France is the home of wine. However, the really good wine was collected by Brother Antwan. What really flows into the market is just a defective product with slightly better quality. We drank the best wine at Brother Antwan's house. ”

Antwan enjoyed Wei He's praise very much, and said with a smile: "Friends have come to have good wine." The enemy is coming with guns - Mr. Wei He, and Mr. Gu Jieyu, you two are my closest friends and partners. ”

Gu Jieyu, who was sitting in the corner, raised his glass to the two of them, and said expressionlessly: "I'm just worried about things outside." A bottle of red wine is almost finished, why haven't we waited for the information we want? ”

"Mr. Gu Jieyu, your worries are completely unnecessary." Antwan said with a smile. "Originally, I wanted to keep it a secret from you, and when the mission is complete, I will tell you who is on the mission. However, it seems that you have lost patience. ”

"Yes. I also want to know who the master Antwan is willing to pay three million dollars to invite. Wei He said jokingly.

"Jesus." Antwan said with a mysterious expression. "He is an all-powerful God."

"Jesus? Our God? Gu Jieyu frowned and said, "If begging is useful, what else do you want a killer to do?" ”

"He is God." "But he is not our God," Antwan said. He is the god of the killer world. He is one of Europe's most famous killers, with no failures. He is like a true God, who can control the lives and deaths of others—and that's why others call him Jesus. ”

"Oh." Wei He's eyes lit up and said, "It turns out that Mr. Antwan invited him?" I've heard his name. It is said that this man is very mysterious and very proud. He only does one business a month, and spends the rest of his time on missions—"

"Yes. Because of the introduction of a friend for many years, he was willing to help. Antwan said with a smile. You know, he's already taken over a business this month. Originally, I was reluctant to make an exception. ”

He didn't explain how he invited the top killer, nor did he name the person who introduced him, which gave people a sense of mystery and mystery.

"If it's him, then let's sit back and wait for his good news." Wei He is confident in this candidate.

"In that case—" Gu Jieyu said unflatteringly with his wine glass, "I'm starting to worry about another problem again." If he is really dead, will Monsieur Bertrand have any preconceptions against us? After all, he had a great deal of influence in Paris, and was now the darling of the world's major media - would Monsieur Bertrand be outraged if he died? ”

Antwan's eyes lit up slightly, and he said very unhappily: "Is Mr. Gu Jieyu worried a little too much?" If you are cautious in life, what are the surprises and pleasures? ”

I felt that I was still angry when I said this, and after a pause, he continued to condemn: "Besides, when I proposed that the three families each take a million dollars to do this, you did not object. How? Scared now? If Mr. Gu Jieyu can't come up with the million dollars, your share will be counted on my head. ”

Antegong has no good impression of this tall man from Denmark and is silent, but once he speaks, he is embarrassed. This kind of person is really not a very good friend.

Wei He, the old fox, didn't think so. He thought that Gu Jieyu was far more profound and cunning than Antwan, a famous playboy in Paris.

A lifetime of nonsense is nothing. However, it is surprising that a person never says a word of nonsense.

Ever since Wei He and Gu Jieyu met, they had never heard him say a meaningless word. Or, he simply doesn't speak.

This is a man of extreme caution. The demands on themselves are almost harsh.

Besides, the fact that he can hold such an important position in the largest pharmaceutical group in Danpai is enough to show that he has his own significant advantages. It's just that everyone doesn't know about this advantage yet.

Hearing that Antwan and Gu Jieyu were not speculative, the fat man Wei He hurriedly came out to play a round. He said with a smile: "Brother Antwan, Mr. Gu Jieyu didn't mean that. His worries were also normal - the demonstrations of the previous days had already proved his status and influence among the Chinese people. Moreover, now the eyes of the world are focused on Paris. Let him have an accident in Paris at this time, and Monsieur Bertrand will certainly be under a lot of pressure—"

Wei He turned his head again, looked at Gu Jieyu with a smile in his small shining eyes, and said, "Although there will be some troubles. However, I think Mr. Bertrand would approve of our plan. The last march made him lose face. His weakness to the Chinese also greatly reduced the voters' support for him. To make matters worse, three excellent Parisian jǐngcha were sniped to death in a hospital room - this is a naked provocation. ”

"We all know who did it. Mr. Bertrand also knew. There's just no evidence. Wei He raised his glass to Gu Jieyu and said, "If that guy named Qin Luo dies." And the jǐng side couldn't find any evidence - what about the Huaxia people? Monsieur Bertrand's depressed mood will also become more relaxed and pleasant, right? ”

Antwan added: "We have to do this. And the time is very short. Now, under pressure from within China, those spineless businessmen in France have forced Bertrand to make concessions -- and Prince Philip of Sweden has also been dazzled by the beauty scheme, and has even extended an invitation to Chinese medicine on behalf of the royal family -- a spark can start a prairie fire. I don't allow TCM resuscitation. They are not allowed to seize our market. Compared to the hundreds of billions of dollars in the pharmaceutical market, three million dollars is really insignificant. ”

"Good luck." Gu Jieyu raised his glass and said.

"Good luck." Wei He and Gu Jieyu also raised their glasses at the same time.

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For a special soldier, arm strength is the subject of basic training.

Gore was asked by Cai Citizen from the relevant departments to protect the national treasure Qin Luo, and his physical fitness and personal skills are naturally the best among many soldiers.

He had a bad feeling when Jesus shook his wrist and didn't want to confront him.

However, the distance is too close. By that time, it was too late for him to change his tactics.

A centimeter away, in an instant. You don't even blink.

All he could do was stretch out his hand.

Yes, use your own hand to grab Jesus' sliding dagger.

Perhaps, this kind of behavior looks stupid.

But he had no choice.

It's better to have a hand cut off than to have him prick his throat.

To be a person and do things, you always have to know how to make trade-offs.

On the battlefield, in battle, such trade-offs happen from time to time.

The so-called battle is to obtain the opponent's greater sacrifice with the least sacrifice.

It's all sacrifices, and whoever sacrifices less, and who can stand up at the last moment, is the winner.

Pain!

The pain of the heart!

The irregular ruler on the blade played a role at this moment, like a blood-devouring madman, once it came into contact with **, it greedily absorbed.

"Oh. What a brave boy. Jesus didn't expect Al Gore to make such a choice.

He grinned and showed a charming glow. "Draw near to God, and he will draw near to you."

All he had to do was pull the dagger up or down hard.

Even though Gore had taken a step back and shifted his throat through this gap, his hand holding the dagger was about to be severed.

The meridians rupture, and the entire palm splits in half from them.

Can a bodyguard who is missing a hand still be called a bodyguard?

But just as Jesus was about to do so, he suddenly sensed danger.

Moreover, this danger comes from behind.

Demand immediate action. There is no room for hair.

He didn't have time to pull up or down, but let go of the dagger, and his body shifted to the left at an extremely strange angle.

Bang!

Gore, who was standing still, shook his body and was shot in the shoulder. The powerful force of the bullet propelled him backwards, staggering back a few steps before coming to a halt at the edge of the pillar near the bank of the Seine.

"Didn't hit."

The big head was a little disappointed.

The shot was aimed at the back of Jesus' heart, and if it had hit, Jesus would have been killed instantly.

Even if it misses Jesus, it will only penetrate Gore's shoulder.

Because Jesus is much higher than Gore. The position of his heart happens to be the position of Gore's shoulder. All this data is all in the calculations of the big head.

Without any delay, it was like two bullets that did not break, and the big head pulled the trigger of his left hand again.

Yes, he has a pistol in each of his left and right hands.

Two pistols that are also pitch black. It is not large and does not have any reflection in the dark. There was no sound even when the trigger was pulled.

However, only those who know guns know that this modified pistol, nicknamed 'Beauty Leopard', is only used by real firearms masters.

The strong aftershock of the bullet did not make his hand shake in the slightest, and he was constantly shifting the muzzle and hair like a jīng dense robot.

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