Chapter 330 of the text The credibility of impermanence

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It was almost 9 o'clock. ☆→☆→，

Nanjing at night, the lights are brilliant and beautiful, and the architectural style that has been inherited since ancient times, combined with modern atmosphere and lighting, has a beauty that cannot be compared with Western countries.

This point is different from Lu Yang's time and space, in the time and space where Lu Yang is located, the Chinese people have a period of inferiority to the bones, and feel that every qiē abroad is good, even the architectural style handed down by the ancestors has been felt ugly, and then driven by that psychology, all the new buildings across the country imitate the Western style, until all cities across the country have become a style, only to gradually realize that our original houses and courtyards are more beautiful and charming.

It's just a pity that by the time I realized this, all the cities had become the same.

The brightly lit city of Nanjing is no different from the past, those who are accustomed to going to bed early have rested, those who are accustomed to nightlife, have been in and out of all kinds of night entertainment venues, and the people who have noticed the bloodshed in front of the Huayuan Building in Nanjing University Town are always very few, and this matter has not been disclosed on the news.

On a road full of foliage and shadows, the gray-clothed man who shot Zhao Yan tonight was wearing a helmet and silently riding a black motorcycle, with wide tires and a low engine sound, indicating that this was a powerful mid-range motorcycle or above.

There was a lot of traffic on the road, pedestrians on the side of the road walking leisurely, no one noticed him, and no one guessed his identity.

There is a bluestone bridge in front, the black and swarthy water under the bridge flows quietly, there is a night angler on the side of the bridge, on the left side of the bluestone bridge, on the guardrail of the bluestone bridge, there are three sea fishing rods set up at an interval of one or two meters, the leisurely night angler leans back on the guardrail to play with his mobile phone, there are small bells on the tips of the sea fishing rods, there is no need for him to look at the fishing rod, once a fish is hooked, the bell will ring immediately.

The black motorcycle stopped at the bridge on the right, the man in gray glanced at the night angler on the left side of the bluestone bridge, silently took off his helmet, stepped off the motorcycle, opened the trunk of the motorcycle, and took out the sniper rifle with the disassembled from it, the night angler on the left side of the bluestone bridge raised his eyes and glanced at him, then withdrew his gaze and continued to play with his mobile phone.

The man in gray walked to the bridge with his bag in silence, stretched it out of the guardrail, and as soon as he let go of his hand, the bag fell into the river.

The bag was a little heavy, and the sound of falling into the water was a bit loud, which caused the night angler on the left side of the bridge to be dissatisfied: "Hey! I'm fishing! What do you throw? Is there a su zhì? ”

The night angler looked back at the water under the bridge, the waves were quite large, and he was even more dissatisfied, and when he turned around, he scolded: "Don't you look for garbage cans when you throw garbage?" You don't throw away the garbage cans all over the street, throw them into the river, do you believe me to report you? ”

The man in gray glanced at him coldly, didn't pay any attention, stepped on the motorcycle in silence, put on his helmet, stepped on the accelerator and released the clutch, and went away with a low roar.

"Shhhh It's really no su zhì! Don't run! The night angler was still angry at the back of the man in gray.

……

Yunnan Province, close to the national border.

Many illegal organizations like to set up their headquarters in border cities, because border cities have always been mixed, and state control is the weakest, and if the location of the headquarters is exposed, it is easy to withdraw all personnel abroad in the fastest time.

Impermanence is a well-known killer organization in the Ming Dynasty with a good reputation.

The four men in black who assassinated Zhao Yan tonight, as well as the man in gray who was leaving Nanjing City on a motorcycle at the moment, all belonged to this organization.

At this moment, in a room of the Impermanence Headquarters, an old man with a gloomy expression looked out of the dark window, and behind the desk not far behind him, a young woman was making a phone call.

The old man standing at the window could hear the voice on the phone: "I'm sorry! The phone you are calling is turned off, please call again later! I'm sorry! The number you dialed ......"

"Click!"

The woman put the phone back on the landline and cautiously reported: "Mr. Shi! The No. 2 mobile phone is turned off, and it can't be connected for the time being! ”

In fact, before making this call, the woman and the old man at the window had always expected this situation, because, according to the convention, the members of the organization who went out on the mission would turn off their mobile phones, especially after the mission was over.

Today's satellite positioning is too powerful, if the mobile phone number of the member of the organization who went out of the mission is leaked, and the mobile phone is turned on, the official will soon be able to carry out satellite positioning.

And every time you go on a mission, no one knows which member may fall into the hands of the police, and if the arrested member is not strong-willed, he may leak the contact information of other members.

The old man standing at the window did not speak, probably about to speak, when the phone in front of the woman suddenly rang.

The woman's face changed slightly, and the old man slowly turned his head, his face was like a knife, and his eyes were bright and sharp, not like the eyes of an old man of this age, but his eyes were so sharp.

Under the light of the room, you can see that the old man not only has black and white stubble, but even the thick eyebrows that are slightly messy and fly upwards are also black and white.

The woman glanced at the number displayed on the landline, her face changed a little, she looked up at the old man carefully, and whispered, "It's today's guest ......"

The old man still did not speak.

The woman hesitated, pursed her lips, and picked up the phone: "Hey! Hello Mr. Kim! I'm your personal liaison, Celery! How can I help you? ”

You Xin's angry voice came from the phone: "Xiao Nima is paralyzed!" Haven't you always claimed to be the first in your impermanence? Why did you sue me for my money when I failed today's mission? Yes? Well? That's how you impermanence says credibility comes first? How? Wouldn't it be fun and rewarding to cheat me into sending you money? Well? Do you believe that I'm going to make this public right away? Look at what kind of face you have in the future of impermanence, saying that credibility comes first! I ......"

The angry You Xin spoke extremely quickly, and his words were extremely unpolite, and the woman opened her mouth several times to explain, but she couldn't interject.

It wasn't until You Xin finished scolding and ventilating in one breath that she finally had a chance to explain.

"Mr. Kim! Mr. Kim, can you calm your anger first? Listen to me explain it to you! This time is indeed our impermanence mistake, you just sent us the money, we impermanence will definitely return to you! Don't worry! We are impermanent and unfinished, and we will never take money from guests! In addition, if you fail to complete the task, we will arrange to complete it for you again! Don't worry! Our impermanence reputation comes first, and this will never change! ”

When You Xin heard this, his anger disappeared slightly, but his tone was still very bad: "That's it? A mistake is over? If I hadn't received the message that your mission had not been accomplished, would you not have told me anything? Nothing is going to be compensated for? ”

The phone was turned on in a voiceover, and seeing that this "Mr. Jin" was indomitable, the woman Xiaoqin subconsciously looked at the old man at the window.

Mr. Shi nodded slightly.

So, the woman immediately said to You Xin: "Mr. Jin! And that's not all! According to our impermanent rules, the killer who deceived the guests this time will also be punished by our organization! Please wait for our follow-up briefing! We'll prove to you that our impermanence reputation is consistent! Unchanging! (To be continued.) )