I don't believe that.

How could a bearded man be someone from the MK group?

It was a random event that I came to this nameless town, and it was even more so to find Old Jack, and besides, how could Old Jack be MK's person if he helped me so much? Lina's purpose is self-evident, she wants to provoke me and him to kill each other.

I looked at her coldly, with murderous intent.

Her frightened face changed, her hands shook wildly, and she said, "Really! I kid you not. ”

I took out my gun and warned her, "You think I won't kill you?" ”

"I really didn't lie to you, sir, I really met him, he is Mr. An's man!"

"Mr. Ann?" My brow furrowed slightly. When I asked her who Mr. An was, she said that he was a white Russian, very powerful, and more powerful than Mr. L.

I asked him about his relationship with Mr. L, and she said that it was naturally a competitive relationship, and the two did not get along, and they had fought a few times.

Mr. Ann? Adversarial relations? I've always suspected that someone in the MK Group is helping me again, could it be this Mr. An? In all likelihood, he tried to use me to contain L?, and I asked myself that there was no one close to me in this foreign land, and no brother who dared to risk offending the MK group would do anything to help me.

The Snake King is impossible, it's not that I despise him, but the existence of this level of MK Group is beyond the reach of him, the boss of a Chinese community.

I asked Lina a few more about the MK Group, and she said that it didn't look like she was lying, but there was no useful information.

If you want to know the whole picture of a large group like MK with an extremely strict organizational structure, only the person at the top of the pyramid can know it, and it is even possible that the person at the top of the pyramid is just a puppet.

Everyone has their own duties and a clear division of labor, just like the workers on the Foxconn assembly line, the soldering circuit board can't figure out the screen, and the screen is blind to the keyboard.

"Have you really seen Old Jack?" I asked again suspiciously.

Lina nodded fiercely and said, "Yes, he seems to be one of Mr. An's thirteen guards, that's right!" It should be, because he's the oldest, so I remember it well! ”

I frowned, a little wobbly, who the hell was lying to me?

This has always bothered me, and I have to say that it is too difficult to remain objective about one thing and one person. People are inevitably affected by gossip, and even if they try to control it, it still flows into their hearts like pervasive dirt.

The more I look at Old Jack these days, the more suspicious I become. I used to have a preconceived idea that he was an old-school cowboy, a biker, rough, domineering, just fake, simple and happy, and could play like this for a lifetime.

But now the more I look at him, the more I feel that his seemingly unreasonable and brutal actions have indelible traces of another profession - killer.

For example, when he was speeding with a cigar in his mouth, I could always see him glancing at some people, carefully examining some faces.

This is a typical occupational disease, killers and trained people will involuntarily observe the people around them, judge their intentions from their expressions, and then decide on actions.

This is a sign of extreme insecurity, every killer is like this, although killing is their profession, but the most afraid of death must be these people.

Just as civilian officials have always clamored for war, and generals know the fierceness of war best. The soldiers who are most afraid of war must be the soldiers.

Moreover, Old Jack's proficiency in firearms is simply perverted, and while not as non-human as Rondo, it is also jaw-dropping.

A person who has not experienced a life-and-death struggle will not be so fond of weapons, so his experience must not be so simple.

It's like he gave me a sniper rifle, which is professional, even top-level, and fanaticism alone may not support him to fill his own villa with guns.

He must have a super-high-paying job, and the bikers and the drug party are almost the same, they are both poor, and I don't see any revenue in their clubs, they are flying cars and drugs all day long.

Collecting protection money, selling powder, robbing goods, and forcibly buying and selling, none of these are the same, except for flying cars, this product is playing with girls.

Where does the money come from?

However, I didn't investigate too much about Old Jack's background, mainly out of prudence, it's okay to find out something, if it is not found out and found out, the trust that I have accumulated will be all gone, and it may lead to death.

I thought that Linna would have to wait a while before I could contact L, but I didn't expect that three days later, she would be in touch with L.

I asked her to bring L to the town and designated a bar.

It was a bar owned by Old Jack's brother, and it was also one of the main strongholds of their bikers, and a large number of bikers drank and hung out with girls here every day.

About here, of course, for the sake of safety, no matter how good Mr. L is, this group of bikers, in such a small space, the random punch is enough to kill the master ten times.

The next day, it was raining in the town, and I arrived at the bar in the evening, when there were many people. I chose a window seat and looked out. I said hello to old Jack and asked him to give me a good spot.

At nine o'clock in the evening, a black Cadillac stopped.

Mr. L was still dressed in a gray-white suit, and when he got out of the car, his leather shoes were shiny, and his hair was meticulously combed, not even a single hair was messy.

As soon as I got out of the car, there was already a driver with an umbrella.

He buttoned up his suit, took out a white scarf, covered his mouth and nose, and walked in with some disgust.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw me, and a trace of panic and surprise flashed in his eyes, because it was Lina who asked him, and told me that he had been caught, and asked him to come and see for himself, in order to make him believe, and said that I was dying, and I had a secret to tell him in person.

I sat down in my chair with a glass of foaming beer and smiled at him.

After a brief moment of panic, he immediately regained his composure, walked up to me without fear, and sat down. The beer girl with the plate twisted her ass to sell it, and he threw in a hundred dollars in a tip but only a glass of soda.

"The beer here is great! You don't try? I laughed.

"I don't drink!" He folded the scarf neatly and put it in his pocket, meticulously.

"Surprised?" I put down my glass and said to him.

"Very pleasantly surprised!" He smiled, took the beer girl's soda, took a sip, and said, "I am really surprised that you have such a strong ability, you are the second person I have seen with such potential over the years." ”

"The second?" I'm a little curious about who's number one.

"The first one is already an existence that you can't reach in your life." He didn't mean any sarcasm, and said, "Including me." ”

"You don't want to know what I'm asking you to do?"

"Revenge?" L was calm and said, "Kill me?" Ruined the entire MK group? Whatever you want! ”

"You're pretty casual!" I was a little surprised by his indifferent attitude, such a polite person, who still maintained a rare calmness in the face of such a dangerous situation, and between words, he also mastered the action everywhere, I have to say, I admire it a little.

The experience of more than a year has really made me gain a lot of knowledge, and I suddenly feel that what Lei Xie, Black Python, Mr. Big, the four major families in the capital, similar to the text, are not worth mentioning.

In front of these large groups that have been operating for hundreds of years or even thousands of years, they are as fragile and childish as children.

"Hurting each other, there's no point. Revenge is a bloody game for children, and it is useless at all. Adults only talk about profits, and I won't care if you kill those people, even if you kill Linna. Because the dead are of no use, I value only the living. ”

"So you're trying to win me over?" I laughed.

"I've always wanted to woo you, I've already said that you're one of the most promising young people I've ever met, and everyone who knows me knows that I rarely compliment people!" Mr. L took a sip of soda and said, "Think about it, are you stronger than Rondo?" Obviously not, no matter how strong Korondo is, he hasn't been killed by me? If you give the order to hunt, you ask yourself how long you will live? ”

"I don't know!" I shook my head and said, "But before that, I'm going to kill you." ”

"What about killing me?" Unafraid of the threat, Mr. L said, "Killing me will only hasten your death and the price of the killing warrant." ”

"Actually, I want to destroy the MK Group."

"Haha!" Mr. L suddenly laughed, his smile was completely gone, and tears flowed out, "Wang Yu, oh! Wrong! Lin Yu, tell you! I joined MK at the age of sixteen, and in the past twenty years, I have seen countless young people like you who want to destroy MK, but the result is obvious, MK is still there, and those people have long since become loess. ”

He called me Lin Yu, which means that he knows my details, which is an extremely important information.

However, this is also normal, and with MK's intelligence ability, it is not too difficult to find out my identity.

"Do you miss your family? There is also a girl named Song Yao! Mr. L smiled.

"You threaten me?" I looked at her coldly, and what I hated most was that others threatened my family.

“NO!NO!” Mr. L shook his finger and said, "I will not harm your family, on the contrary, I will send people to protect them from the persecution of Lei Xie and others." ”

"What about the conditions?"

"Help me kill."

"Haha!" I smiled and said, "I won't do anything for Mk anymore, I asked you to come today just to kill you, and then go home, my family doesn't need the protection of the MK group." ”

"Nope! You need to. Mr. L said: "With your current ability, there is no way to defeat Lei Xie, plus your original power has been hit hard, it is difficult to regroup, and you want to challenge the deep-rooted Golden Triangle and avenge your father?" Hard. ”

I frowned, he was telling the truth, and I found that in a few words, he was destined to die, but it was reversed, and he miraculously took the initiative.

"If you think about it, the help of the entire MK Group is enough to ruin Recher, even if you become the king of China, it will not be a problem." Mr. L said: "The group is looking for an agent from East. ”

I'm not interested in any agent, but killing Raychel is something I have to do. Moreover, I was very suspicious that my father was in the MK Group. If you continue to fight against MK, it will be difficult to find out the result.

I held out my hand and shook hands in reconciliation.

But instead of shaking hands, Mr. L stood up, buttoned up, and said, "Goodboy!"