Paul nodded, and came to the door, but Dewey and the old donkey retreated to the staircase.

The old donkey gave Paul a look, he took a deep breath, and reached out to ring the doorbell, three long and two short.

Soon, a vigilant voice sounded inside: "Paul, why are you here, aren't you going to work tonight?" ”

"I asked Michael to do it for me, you open the door, I have something to do with you." Paul replied.

However, the door did not open, and the person inside then asked, "Your face is not very good, is something wrong?" ”

It seems that either a camera is installed, or the people inside are looking outside through the door mirror.

Paul reacted quickly and said, "Oh, yes, I had a fight with Meggie. ”

The door opened, and the people inside complained: "You two, why do you always have to quarrel, it's really unbearable, ...... quickly"

He was halfway through his sentence when Dewey rushed out of the staircase.

The man heard footsteps and hurried to close the door, but it was too late, and Dewey grabbed the door violently, and then pointed the muzzle of the gun in.

"Don't move, I'll kill you!" Dewey shouted coldly, with a thick killing intent in his voice.

The man really didn't dare to move, but just glared at Paul, who was pushed to the side by Dewey, and gritted his teeth and said, "Paul, you betrayed me!" ”

"Marcus, I'm sorry, they said they just wanted to find out something, and it won't hurt you." Paul explained guiltily.

The old donkey came over and said, "Okay, stop talking nonsense, go into the house and talk." ”

The room is small, very messy inside, and there is almost no place to put your feet, compared to the workbench with laptops, keyboards, and coffee cups, which is neat and tidy.

Marcus walked over to the workbench, closed his laptop, and said, "I'm sorry, my room is a bit messy, let's find a place to sit." ”

With such a short period of composure, he is worthy of being Düsseldorf's most famous intelligence monger.

When everyone was seated, Marcus asked, "Where are you from, China, Japan, or Korea?" ”

"Huaxia." The old donkey said.

Marcus whistled and said, "Then I'll be relieved, at least not the ones who want my life." But I'm afraid you're going to have to run for nothing, and as you can see, I can't protect myself now, and I can't provide you with any more news. ”

"If that's the case, we won't come to you, we all know very well that your intelligence network is still there." The old donkey said.

"It's useless," Marcus leaned back in his work chair, "I don't even dare to leave the room, how can I contact them?" I know you will say that I can contact you through the Internet, but you know, our business is very risky, we all pay with one hand and deliver with the other, and the network does not guarantee the security of the transaction. ”

"Of course, if you have to find me, it's not impossible," Marcus sat up straight again, "Help me kill them, I'll give you free information to make sure you're satisfied, how about it?" ”

The old donkey couldn't help laughing, in this situation, he actually wanted to bargain, wanted them to help him kill the enemy, this guy's courage is really not small.

He raised the gun in his hand and said, "Marcus, I think you forgot that we are not here to talk to you about business. ”

"I know, but you see, I can only hide in this small broken room, I dare not go out, I can't do anything, and I can't provide you with information." Marcus said.

"Actually, a lot of people want to know where your information comes from, because as long as you're in Düsseldorf, there's no information you can't find. But there are very few people who really know where your information comes from, and I'm one of them. The old donkey said slowly.

Marcus smiled and said, "Since you know, why bother to come to me, you can go yourself." ”

"Actually, I'm not looking for you—" The old donkey stood up, walked to the workbench, reached for his laptop, and said, "It's it!" ”

Marcus's face changed drastically, ignoring the gun in the old donkey's hand, and rushed over to grab the laptop.

However, his skills obviously did not match his intelligence ability, and he was choked by the neck by the old donkey with one hand and pressed on the workbench.

The old donkey put the pistol on Marcus's head and said in a cold voice, "Now I give you two choices, either help me find the person I am looking for, or die and I will find it myself." ”

Marcus was not afraid, and sneered: "Hehe, you will kill me if you have a kind!" I'm telling you, my intelligence network is useless to no one but me. ”

Next to him, Paul was worried about his friend, and hurriedly reminded: "Marcus, they just kidnapped me in Andreas, Andreas was about to be smashed, don't be stupid, they will really kill you!" ”

The corners of Marcus' mouth twitched and asked, "Really?" ”

"Of course it's true, if not, how do you think I got here?" Paul said.

"Paul, you bastard, why didn't you say it earlier?!"

Marcus was finally scared.

The Andreas Bar is the most dangerous place in Düsseldorf, it was jointly established by several mafias, and whoever dares to make trouble there is tantamount to offending the entire Düsseldorf mafia.

These two Huaxia people dare to smash it there, what else do they dare not do?

He swallowed hard and said, "Don't shoot, if you have something to say, whoever you want to find, as long as he is in Düsseldorf, I will definitely help you find him." ”

"You're smart."

The old donkey took out the pistol, let go of Marcus, and said, "If you do things well, maybe it is not impossible for us to help you solve that little devil in Yamamoto as soon as we are happy." ”

"Marcus, you offended him, you released those photos some time ago?" Paul asked, surprised.

He just knew that Marcus had offended a big man, but he didn't know who he had offended, but he didn't expect it to be Kazuo Yamamoto.

Kazuo Yamamoto, a German-Japanese and Düsseldorf city councilor, was recently revealed to have an inextricable relationship with the three major local mafia organizations, and there are many photos to prove it.

Paul didn't expect that those photos were exposed by Marcus, how much alcohol did he drink, and he dared to do such a thing!

Marcus pursed his lips in embarrassment and said, "Some time ago, I was a little tight on my hand, and someone asked me to dig up his black material, so I did it." However, can you really help me take out Yamamoto? ”

He couldn't believe it.

Although Marcus had made this request just now, it was actually just a delaying tactic, and he didn't expect these two Huaxia people to be able to kill Kazuo Yamamoto.

"You should know that there is a grudge between Huaxia and Japan, so I don't mind killing him easily." The old donkey said with a smile.

"You can even find out this, do you still need me to help you find someone?" Marcus asked.

This is also the thing he does not understand the most.

If it weren't for the high cannon mutiny, the Hidden Dragon Liaison Station was urgently transferred, and there really wouldn't be any need to come to Marcus, but these things can't be told to him.

The old donkey smiled and said: "We have an old saying in Huaxia, called the art industry has a specialty, we can find you, we know who you have offended, and we know your intelligence network, but if you want to find out who I am looking for, you are better than us." Of course, don't think that you can fool the past by just giving me information, and our people will verify it. ”

Marcus had this intention, and when he heard this, he hurriedly dispelled that thought, and asked tentatively, "You are Huaxia's spies?" ”

I'm afraid that only professionally trained spy agents can do this.

"No, we have nothing to do with Huaxia."

Whether Marcus believed it or not, the old donkey chose to deny it.

Marcus didn't dare to ask any further, as an intelligence monger, he knew very well that the more he knew, the more dangerous it became.

"Okay, I'll help you find it, do you have a picture of him?" Marcus asked.

"The photo is useless, you just need to help us find all the Chinese adult men who have arrived in Busseldorf in the last two days, and the conditions are limited to a height of about 1.8 meters and a weight of more than 80 kilograms." The old donkey said.

The members of the Hidden Dragon team have basically clicked on the camouflage skill tree, and Gao Cannon is no exception, and he is now on the run, and he will definitely not show his true face.

If they could find him based on the photo alone, they wouldn't have to bother so much.

"It's a lot of work, and it takes at least three days to get it done." Marcus said.

"Yes, but we'll have to change places." The old donkey said.

"Somewhere else?" Marcus looked at the old donkey vigilantly and asked, "Are you sure it wasn't sent by Kazuo Yamamoto?" ”

"If he sent us, would we need to talk such nonsense with you? I've already shot you dead. The old donkey said angrily.

Marcus also came back to his senses, and said, "It will be dangerous for me to go out now, so it is better to come back to me in three days, or if you are not at ease, you can stay here for three days." ”

"It's not safe here, are you sure you want to stay here?" The old donkey asked rhetorically.

Marcus also reacted, the old donkey made such a big fuss this time, Andreas will definitely not give up, it is not difficult to track them down in the southern city, maybe they are coming over now.

When they came, he would have to be taken away and given to Kazuo Yamamoto.

Thinking of this, Marcus didn't care about anything else, only picked up the laptop and said, "Then what are you waiting for, let's go!" ”

"Paul, you're a bar guy, they won't embarrass you, so you don't have to follow." The old donkey said.

Paul nodded and said, "Marcus, be careful. ”

"I will, goodbye." Marcus hurriedly waved his hand and ran outside.

As soon as I went downstairs, I heard the sound of a dense motor in the distance, which was driving in this direction.

"Andreas's men are coming, and we're dead!"

Marcus's face turned white with fright, and he spun in circles, not knowing where to hide.

"Don't be afraid, get in the car."

Dewey pulled the open door, pushed Marcus inside, and sat in himself.

The old donkey started the car, and it flew out like lightning, and disappeared at the end of the street in an instant.

In less than five minutes, the people of Andreas's bar arrived, and dozens of cars and motorcycles added up, filling half of the street.