"The fast food restaurant is Mr. L's?" I immediately looked around vigilantly, with a look of concern.

Seeing this, Hong sneered and said, "Otherwise, why would people ask you to come here?" Don't you even use your brains? ”

I didn't pay attention to Hong's taunts, just vigilantly watching the crowd. In the restaurant, most of the people were in a hurry, and most of the people who looked away were old and weak children, and it was impossible for them to be Mr. L's people.

However, this situation is normal, Mr. L's subordinates are all top secret service personnel, and it would not be right for me to see through it at a glance.

"Danger lurks!" Hong said in broken Chinese: "Embattled! ”

I bowed my head and said nothing, if what Rainbow said was true, it was indeed dangerous now. It's not that I'm afraid of Mr. L's elite soldiers, but I don't even know who the enemy is.

"Let's go!" I said to Hong: "It's dangerous now, it's easy for you to be with me. ”

Hong was stunned and stared at me for a long time.

I was also stunned, subconsciously touched my face, and said, "What's wrong?" Something on my face? ”

"What are you?" Hongdao: "Why do you order me?" The old lady can leave if she wants to, and if she doesn't want to go, she won't go! Do you want to care? ”

I smiled bitterly and said, "Now I don't even know who the opponent is, it's very dangerous." And they're all coming at me, and they have nothing to do with you, so why do you want to stay here and die with me? ”

"Humph!" Hongdao scolded: "Holy! ”

I bowed my head and said nothing, drinking the sweetened Coke through a straw. The first step was successful, and Rainbow now clearly wants to help me.

What I said just now is all lust and indulgence, and it is a ploy to win the rainbow's help. I'm not a of a virgin, I'm a black-bellied man.

To tell you the truth, Hong used my brother to turn against me, and I should have killed her a long time ago. Even though it's been a while, my hatred hasn't diminished.

But now that the situation is urgent, I have to enlist all the help I can, or I will surely lose. And Rainbow has apparently fallen into my trap and been deceived by my pretense as well.

As I said, the best liars are never just about lying, but more about understanding human nature. Righteousness, morality, law, and the human heart are all means and tools to an end.

I drank my Coke, slowly stood up, and left my seat.

"What are you doing?" Rainbow took my hand vigilantly and asked.

"Go to the toilet!" I looked around and said.

"You're sick in the head, aren't you?" Hong scolded: "The toilet is such a small space, and there is no one, you will definitely be blocked as soon as you enter!" ”

I looked at Hong, the corners of my mouth hooked, and said, "I just want to be blocked!" ”

Hong was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood my intentions. The biggest difficulty for us now is not knowing who the enemy is, and this trick is obviously to lure the snake out of the hole.

It's just that this trick is too risky, and it is very likely to play us all to death. And if Mr. L knew my identity, then there would be no shortage of people, which means that my move was a plan to throw myself into the net.

"I'll go too!" Rainbow also stood up and said.

I was stunned and said, "I'll go to the men's bathroom!" ”

"I'm peeing standing up, too!" Hong stood up unceremoniously and went straight to the second floor.

The toilet is on the second floor, because there are not many people in the restaurant now, the second floor is temporarily closed, but the toilet is open. Hong entered the men's toilet very domineeringly, still swaggering. I know that her intention is nothing more than to clear the scene and let unrelated people leave.

Somewhat reluctantly, I went to the toilet and began to untie my belt. Hong's face changed when she saw it, and said, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Excuse me!" I hurried into the cubicle, almost forgetting that there was a woman with me. I really want to pee, otherwise I wouldn't be in such a hurry.

I peed comfortably in the cubicle, and as soon as I put on my pants, I was ready to push the door open. Footsteps can be heard suddenly.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of footsteps is very hard, as if he is wearing military boots.

I was alert and leaned against the door to listen. Hong, as my helper, didn't make any sound, there was only one possibility, and that was that she was instantly restrained.

Hong is not a master, but she is not an ordinary person, she can be restrained in an instant, and she can't even make a sound, which means that the opposite side is extremely powerful.

I looked at the walls of the compartment to find some weapons, but there was nothing but bare plywood and nothing else.

At this time, there were all people walking into the toilets on both sides of the next door, and I could see their shoes through the gap below, indeed army green boots, standard American GI attire.

To my surprise, these people didn't attack me right away, but sat down as if they were waiting for something.

I stood on the toilet lid and tried to see something from the height, but it was all sealed, so I couldn't see anything, and the roof was solid, and I couldn't push it open.

Click!

Suddenly, there was a bang, and the compartment door seemed to be locked by something.

I immediately reached for it, and found that the door was not moving, as if it was being held up by something.

"Going to start?"

Locked in all directions, it was an obvious precursor to the start of killing.

I removed the porcelain lid of the toilet bowl and prepared it to be a shield, and I was ready to wait for the enemy. But what puzzled me was that the other side didn't do anything, and after waiting for a long time, I didn't even have the slightest intention of killing.

I looked at the gap on both sides, and I didn't see the slightest sign of moving, but instead I saw one foot beating in an extremely rhythmic beat, and there was fierce and majestic music coming from it.

"What?" I frowned.

Why is this still a song? It means that Americans are enthusiastic, but it's not appropriate to dance and sing at this moment, right?

Suddenly, footsteps came from outside the door, only this time it was much more chaotic and louder than the last time.

Da-da-da-da!

This was followed by a barrage of gunfire, not loud and obviously with muffling pipes.

The bullets all hit the compartment, and the power was huge, and it didn't take long to break the compartment, and his way of playing was obviously strafing, indiscriminate attack.

The whole compartment is a row, very long, and it will take a while to strafe my position from the sound level.

But before they can shoot me, they must first kill the person listening to the song next to me, who is closer to the gunshot.

But the bullet stopped abruptly and stopped.

I looked through the crack in the door and looked out. I saw a black American man holding an M16 with a long silencer tube stiff on the spot.

He was covered in blood, not the kind of blood that had been splashed on the murderous spills, but blood that permeated his whole body, apparently the result of great trauma.

I looked up and saw that there was a dagger in his throat, and it had been stabbed into it fiercely.

Thump!

The black man with the gun fell to the ground.

The people around him were panicked and raised their guns and pointed them at the booth next to me listening to the song. It was a group of black gunmen, all dressed in white shirts, jeans, and tattooed skulls burned by flames, as if they were from the same organization.

They were visibly flustered, confused by the strange death of their companion just now, and communicated in English.

They spoke very quickly, and there was a lot of dirty slang in the market, and I listened to it with my limited English literacy.

The group seems to be from a nearby gang, and their goal is to kill everyone in the toilet.

This was originally a simple murder mission, and these people were supposed to complete the task in an instant in a rough way, but they really didn't expect such a strange scene to suddenly appear.

However, although these people were a little scared, they were outlaws after all, and after some discussion, they were ready to destroy the compartment with a salvo, no matter what strange things he had.

There were more than a dozen of them, a dozen guns, and a salvo of hundreds of bullets, and a furious metal storm could destroy the compartment made of plywood in an instant.

But the men didn't have a chance to shoot again, and the light of death flickered, and the daggers pierced their throats like bullets.

I looked at the scene in front of me and couldn't help but be shocked, what is the situation?

Bang dang!

More than a dozen guns fell to the ground, and then the mortally wounded black men fell to the ground, leaving only a small black man with a terrified and terrified face.

The little man was spared because he was standing at the rear, and was not shot in the throat by the strange dagger.

In the end, however, he was not spared, and suddenly a hole opened in the ceiling, and a man jumped out of it.

She held a sharp silver thread in both hands, and as she fell, it twisted around the neck of the little black man, and then flew into the sky and returned to the ceiling again.

As soon as they fell, they were as fast as lightning, and by the time I saw clearly, the little black man had become a headless corpse.

The group of black gunmen did not take more than three minutes from the time they rushed in and opened fire, to the time they were all killed. This kind of brutal killing method, I asked myself for the first time I had seen it.

To be honest, I've seen a lot of top killers, and I've experienced a lot, but I haven't seen anyone who can face so many people at the same time and win so easily, not once.

When these people were finished, the person listening to the music next to me also stopped beating, and the symphony flowing from the headphones also stopped.

The people on either side of me pushed open the door and left the cubicle. I looked through the crack in the door, trying to see what they looked like, but to no avail.

These people obviously have extremely high tactical literacy and vigilance, and even such a small flaw is not exposed.

Knock knock!

There was a knock on the door.

I looked at the door in amazement, what is the situation with this group of people, why don't they just shoot me? Still knocking on the door so politely?

Knock knock!

The door was still knocking, and I couldn't help but grasp the heavy porcelain lid of the toilet bowl in my hand, ready to make a final resistance.

But this group of people just didn't break the door, just knocked lightly on the door. And it was very light and polite, and for a moment, I felt that it was the military advisor and Yaoyao standing outside the door.

But reason tells me that it is impossible, this is the United States, I don't have any friends, and I don't have allies who will protect me in life and death.

Boom!

The other side finally lost patience, and the door exploded open. I was also highly nervous, and the moment the door exploded, I smashed it directly.

The lid of the flush toilet is porcelain, solid, and very heavy, like an iron lump. If you hit it on a person's head, you will faint if you don't die.

Bang!

I slammed it on the head of the person in front of the door, and the force was so great that I smashed the solid toilet lid to pieces.

After smashing it, I looked at it and was stunned.

It was none other than Rainbow standing at the door. Rainbow looked at me directly, a blood streak suddenly flowed from his forehead, and then his eyes rolled and he passed out on the ground.

After she passed out, I saw someone standing behind her. The same black man with a huge white headset. He was dressed in a very passerby outfit, and his jeans were washed a little white.

When he saw me, he showed a mouthful of white teeth, smiled and stretched out his thumb and said, "Awesome! ”

He speaks Chinese and is very fluent, like a native Chinese. This guy doesn't seem to have any malicious intentions, just dancing to the music of the headphones, like a square dance aunt in my hometown.

On the side, a large white man was smoking against the wall, and he looked leisurely, as if he didn't care about the corpses all over the ground.

And in the pool of blood, I saw a yellow woman, pulling the dagger from the throat of the black men. She is also wearing her usual clothes, jeans, and a white T-shirt.

The only thing that made it other was the land boots they all wore on their feet. The woman has a sideways face and a high nose, as if she is of mixed race.

She indifferently pulled out the dagger, wiped the blood with the corpse's clothes, and collected the dagger into the backpack behind her back.

I know this woman, she is the Flying Woman who just came down from the sky and twisted off the head of a small black man with silver thread.

"You're going to let her bleed to death?" The white man held his finger between the cigarette rolls and pointed to the rainbow on the ground.

I looked down and saw that there was a lot of blood coming out of Hong's head, and her hair was dyed red.

"Who are you?" I picked up the rainbow and wrapped the wound in my own clothes.

The big white man took a puff of the smoke ring and continued to smoke against the wall, ignoring me. As for the black man, he didn't say anything, just listened to the music.

The woman was packing up her daggers, and she was very delicate in taking care of them, and she was very careful with each one, so it took a long time, and she didn't have time to take care of me.

I hugged the rainbow and stopped the bleeding from the top of her head. Hong's injury was not too big, although the wound on the top of his head was large and he had shed a lot of blood, but it was not a fatal injury after all.

"Who the hell are you?" I continued to ask, these people were strange, they didn't kill me, they didn't show any kindness, they didn't even communicate.

The whites smoked one cigarette after another, without stopping, while the blacks listened to the song over and over again, just as non-stop.

Fortunately, the woman's dagger was packed, and she walked towards me in a pool of blood, and without looking at me, she ripped the pendant off my neck.

To be reasonable, I also have combat experience, and I am not an ordinary person, but I have no power to parry in front of this woman, and I was defeated in just one round.

She took the pendant, stained it with a little blood, and shone it in the sun, and suddenly the pendant exuded colorful colors.

"Target confirmed!" The woman said.

"You don't have to look at the pendant to know that it is!" The big black man took off his headphones and said, "Look at the eyebrows and eyes like the boss." ”

"Let's go!" The big white man screwed out the cigarette and said lightly.

I frowned, these three people have different skin colors, and they are in a foreign America, obviously not Chinese, but they all speak extremely pure Chinese, don't say anything else, this alone is suspicious enough.