"What do you know about porcelain?" Giordano asked.

The question was more than Bronze had expected, and he shook his head in bewilderment. "You mean ashes, porcelain or something?" Bronze calmly took off his shoes and socks.

"That's a type of porcelain. The reason why it is called ashes porcelain is because it is made of grinding bones into powder. ”

Bronze is calmer. He unbuckled his belt, unzipped it, and took off his trousers.

"All the clothes." Giordano commanded.

A guard walked in with a white towel bathrobe.

"Give it to him." Giordano gestured with a cigar. "Get his clothes to the car."

The man did so. Bronze put on a bathrobe. The robe was knee-length, and the wide sleeves were just above his arms. As he tied the strap, he remembered the practice clothes he wore when he was learning the art of fighting.

Giordano picked up a vase made in the shape of a heron. The bird's neck was straight, and its hooked beak was open. "Look, the light seems to be able to penetrate it. You listen when I tap it with my finger, it echoes, like crystal. ”

"It's interesting." There was a lack of enthusiasm in the bronze tone.

"Much more interesting than you know. These vases are mementos of my victory," said Giordano, "and they are warning my enemies—" his cheeks began to redden. "—don't lie to me. Bone ashes porcelain. Ground into powdered bones. Giordano brought the bird-shaped vase to the bronze. Say hello to Ma Guoliang. He wanted to lie to me, so I had his flesh burned with acid and his bones ground up to make this. I put him in my souvenir cabinet. Like everyone else who tried to scam me. Giordano threw the vase at the huge fireplace in the room, and the porcelain shattered to pieces.

"Now the old horse is just a pile of garbage!" "And if you try to fool me, you're going to end up like him." So be careful when you answer the following question. What do you have to tell me about that woman? ”

The shrill ringing of the phone broke the tension in the room.

Giordano exchanged uneasy glances with his son.

Giordano picked up the phone. "Tell me about it." He frowned. "Who the hell are you talking about—" He stared at the bronze. "Who? What makes you think he's ......"

"It's looking for me," said bronze, "and it's a friend of mine to see if I'm all right." He took the microphone from Giordano and said into it, "So you've got the right place, that's good." ”

"I almost didn't find it," Officer Lan said in a calm voice on the other end, "I didn't dare to get too close, for fear that your driver would see the headlights of the taxi, which is really hard enough." ”

"Where are you?"

"Outside the post office—it's here to get to Ruth."

"Call again in five minutes." Bronze put the microphone back on the fork spring and turned towards Giordano. "Just in case."

"Do you think someone on the phone can save you fool when I think you're getting in my way?"

"Nope." Bronze shrugged. "But before I die, I know that my friends will connect with my other friends, and then you will soon be with me, and that will make me die without regrets."

The room was silent, and even the rain on the floor-to-ceiling windows seemed to suddenly fall silent.

"No one dared to threaten my father." Little Joe said.

"That old horse, what's the horse's name? It sounds like your father is threatening me. "I came here to discuss a bilateral issue in good faith, but instead of being respected, I was forced to ......."

"Bilateral issues?" Giordano asked.

"An Ruoxi" Decker paused and adjusted his emotions. Everything depends on what he says next. "I want to kill her for you."

Giordano was dumbfounded.

His son stepped forward. "We have a lot of people who want to kill her for what she did."

Bronze still maintains a stiff expression. He didn't dare to reveal the relief that came to his heart. Little Joe is in the present tense. Gong Yu is still alive.

"You want me to believe that you want to kill her after sleeping with her?"

"She lied to me. She took advantage of me. ”

"This sucks."

"It's for her. I'm going to find her. I'm going to get her the punishment she deserves. ”

"Then we should tell you where she is?" Little Joe said.

"And where is Ryan. He also took advantage of me. He offended me. This is not the first time. He has to pay for it. ”

"Well, you can count him your enemy as well," went on with little Joe, "and we have a lot of people looking for both of them. ”

"Looking—I thought he was working for you."

"That's what we used to think. He was supposed to report yesterday, but he didn't have any news. Did he go back to work for the Executive Agency? If she shows up in court tomorrow......"

"Hey!" Giordano said, "How many more times do I have to tell you to shut you up?" ”

"To me, you don't have any secrets." Bronze said, "I know that her testimony tomorrow will be very bad for you. If I can find out where she is, I'll fix it for you. She'll let me get close to her, so ......"

The phone rang again.

This time, both Giordano and his son focused on the bronze.

"Your friend again," said Giordano, "let him stay out of the way." ”

Bronze picked up the microphone.

"I'm going to talk to Boss Joe." An arrogant Nanjing accent said.

Ryan.

Time seems to stand still.

The bronze pulse beat sharply. He lowered his voice eagerly, lest Ryan hear him. "Is the woman still alive?"

"You're absolutely right. And unless I get 1 million fiat at midnight, she'll still be alive. If you don't pay the money, she'll be in court tomorrow. ”

"Where are you?"

"Who are you? If I haven't heard Boss Joe's voice after 10 seconds, I'll hang up. ”

"Nope! You wait. Don't do anything. He's coming. ”

Bronze handed the phone to Giordano, and Giordano's eyebrows were raised, and his expression was questioning. "It's Ryan."

"What?" Giordano grabbed the microphone. "You son of a bitch. You should have called me yesterday. Where are you ......? Wait a minute. Don't answer right away. Is your phone safe? Use that scrambler I gave you. Open it. "Giordano flipped the switch on a black box next to the phone—probably a scrambler with the same code as Ryan's." Now tell me, you bastard. ”

Bronze walked away from the table. The fourth guard had now returned, and Little Joe and they were both captivated by the ferocious expression on which Giordano shouted into the microphone.

"1 million? You are crazy? I've already paid you 200,000...... Not enough? Is it enough to take your life? I've told you how I deal with the clever guys who mess with me. It's the best business you'll ever come across. Keep your promise and go your way. Prove to me that you did. I'll forget about this conversation between us. ”

Bronze moved a few steps to the left in a direction parallel to the guards, but did not dare to step behind them for fear of arousing their suspicion. He glanced around the room, focusing on the fireplace.

Giodano listened to the phone and was taken aback. "You garbage deflated three, you're actually serious. You ask me for a high price of 1 million...... I don't need you to remind me that my testimony will ruin my life. Giordano's expression became more hideous. yes, I know where. But midnight was too early. I need more time. I have to ...... I'm not procrastinating. I didn't try to lie to you. I just want to solve the problem. What I'm saying is true. I'm not sure I'll get the money at midnight...... There is also a way to show sincerity. The guy you spoke to when you called—he's the guy you wanted us to kill in Santa Fe as part of the deal. Your old friend, bronze"

Giordano and the rest of the room looked at Bronze, his nerves tense.

"He's here to visit us. Give me a call and want to talk sincerely. He was standing right before me. Want to come and check it out? …… No? Don't you trust me? …… Well, I propose, we'll kill him for you. You're going to prove that the woman is dead, and I'm going to prove that Bronze is dead. You're going to get 1 million, but I can't get the money for you at midnight. Giordano frowned. No, wait. Don't hang up. He threw the microphone back onto the fork spring. This bastard really annoys me. Midnight. He said he would either take the money at midnight or not make the deal. He thinks that if I had more time, I would have a stronger way. ”

"Where are we going to meet him?" His son said angrily.

"From here to the West Lake Observation Deck to the north."

"Oh, where is it in Flower Port?"

Giordano nodded. "This bastard is somewhere around there. We left the money and bronzes at the back of the hotel. ”

"Did Ryan leave that woman there too?"

"Nope. He said he would not do it until he had taken the money and walked away, and confirmed that we weren't following him. ”

"Fuck."

Giordano turned to face the wall where the leather book was placed. He pressed a part of the wall, and a handle was exposed.

"Are you really going to give him money?" His son asked.

"Do I have any other choice? I don't have time to guess what he's going to do. An Ruoxi can't be allowed to walk into that courtroom tomorrow. I'll deal with Ryan in the future, he can't keep hiding like this. But now—" Giordano tugged the handle, and the massive bookshelf moved away from the wall, revealing a safe behind it. He quickly dialed a set of numbers, slammed open the cabinet door, pulled out stacks of bills tied with rubber straps, and placed them on the table. "There's a briefcase in that closet."

"What if Ryan takes the money and still asks her to testify," his son went over to get the briefcase, "or what if he asks for more money tomorrow morning?" ”

"Then I'll give him another money! I can't live the rest of my life in prison! ”

"We can try to follow him," "or catch him while he comes to get the money." Trust me, I'll let him tell us where the woman is. ”

"But what if he dies before he says it? I can't take that risk. I'm 70 years old, and prison will kill me. ”

The phone rang for the third time.

"Maybe it's him again." Giordano grabbed the phone. "Tell me." He frowned. "I don't understand a word of what he said. He must have turned the scrambler off. Giordano angrily turned off his scrambler, then angrily said into the microphone, "I'll tell you...... Who, bronze? He's no longer here. Stop calling him. He was gone, and one of my men sent him into the city...... Shut your mouth and listen. He's gone. ”

Giordano dropped the phone and told De Bronz, "That's the end of your insurance coverage." Do you think you can threaten me, huh? He turned to the guards. Take this target to the cliff and kill him. ”

Decker felt a chill in his abdomen.

"Just before midnight, throw him behind the hotel at the observation deck. Son, you will go there with the money. Giordano said.

"Where am I?" His son said in surprise.

"Who else can I trust my money to?"

"I thought we'd go with the money."

"Are you a fool? It is not you who may be found guilty tomorrow, if I am found to be involved in this matter...... Hey," Giordano ordered the guards, "why are you still here?" I said take him out and kill him. ”

Bronze felt the pressure on his chest increase, and he saw one of the guards reach under his suit and draw his gun. His body was like a spring that had been compressed, and now this spring was suddenly released. While Giordano and Ryan were arguing on the phone, Bronze planned what was going to happen now. He noticed a set of tools next to the fireplace. In the blink of an eye, he grabbed the long, thin wooden pickaxe and swung it. The pickaxe slammed into the guard's throat. There was a distinct cracking sound from his larynx and his trachea was blocked due to swelling. Unable to breathe, he struggled to drop his pistol and clutched his throat. He fell backwards on top of another guard, who had already fallen to his death after being struck on the top of the head with a metal pickaxe by bronze. When the third guard tried to pull his gun from under his clothes, Bronze threw the wooden pickaxe out with all his might, and the pickaxe actually plunged into the guard's chest. Then, Bronze threw himself to the ground, grabbed the pistol that the first guard had discarded, and hit the fourth guard, hitting Giordano......

The only remaining target was Joe Kansai, but he was no longer in the room. He used the overhanging curtains as cover to rush to a floor-to-ceiling window, breaking through the window pane and disappearing into the storm behind the curtains. Bronze fired, but missed him. He only had time to notice that the briefcase on the table was missing when the struck guard ducked behind a chair and raised his gun to aim.

Bronze shot and killed the guards, the front door guard who burst into the room, and then the pockmarked man who rushed in. He felt anger like he had never felt before. He paused for a moment, quickly turned off the light gently, and ran towards the floor-to-ceiling window. The wind poured in through the broken glass and blew the curtains into the room. He remembered the arc lights outside, and the lack of shelter around the house. He imagined Joe Kansai aiming at himself from behind a large tree that Ghodano's security guards had kept in the clearing. Even if he were able to shoot the arc lamp, his white bathrobe would be an obvious target in the dark. He ripped off his bathrobe and threw it on the floor. But even though his complexion was not very pale, he still looked pale in the dark. His body would also be a conspicuous target in the dark.

What am I going to do? Soon it was midnight and I had to get to the observation deck. Bronze grabbed a pistol from another guard who had fallen to the ground, turned and rushed into the hallway. Just then, to his right, a guard burst into the aisle through a door in the back. Bronze did not hesitate to shoot him.

Rain poured in through the open door. Bronze came to the door, leaning against the door, and looked into the open space behind the room, illuminated by the arc lamp. He didn't see Joe Kansai, but a bullet flew over from that side and knocked off a large piece of the door frame. Fortunately, he retracted back into the door in time. He noticed a row of light switches and turned them off, plunging the house and the open space into darkness.

He then rushed out of the open doorway, and ran quickly across the rain-soaked grass to a row of bushes. He had seen the bushes before he turned off the arc lights. The biting cold rain hit his bare skin, and a bullet flew across the grass behind him and came at him, and he threw himself behind the first bushes, crawling forward. He crawled to another bush, but his chest and lower abdomen were no longer soft grass. Actually, he was crawling on top of the flower beds, on the stems and the dirt. The flower stems scratched his skin. Earth. He smeared mud on his face. He rolled in the mud and wrapped himself in the mud to cover his skin. He knew that the rain would quickly wash away the camouflage. He had to act quickly.

Now is the time! He got to his feet at once, stumbled under a large tree, and almost slipped on the grass. The tree seemed to have thickened, and its trunk had become two. A figure turned sharply in surprise and jumped out of the trunk. As Bronze slumped down on the pliable grass, the figure opened fire on where he had stood. From the flash of the muzzle, he was aiming in the wrong place. Bullets flew over the bronze head. Bronze fired three shots in quick succession, watching the figure fall. He hurried forward, dodging behind a tree.

Was it Joe Kansai who he killed? He looked at the fallen man and saw that he was wearing a long robe. And Joe Kansai is not wearing a long shirt.

Where is he? The sound of gunfire will wake up others, and the police will arrive quickly. If I hadn't caught Joe Kansai by then, I wouldn't have had another chance. I need to get out of here before the police come. If I go to prison, I won't be able to save Gong Yu.

He heard a rumbling sound on the other side of the house, and it was the garage door open. Bronze suddenly woke up, Qiao Guanxi was not hiding here at all, waiting to kill me! He ran to the garage!

Bronze knew that there might be other guards, maybe they were aiming their guns at him in the dark, but he couldn't let that stop him, he didn't have time to act cautiously. Now that his father is dead, Joe Kansai is unlikely to continue with his original plan to give Ryan the money. What's the point of doing that? Gong Yu's testimony was not directed at him. He might keep the money and tell Ryan to do whatever he wants with Gong Yu, she doesn't matter anymore. And Ryan had no choice but to kill Gong Yu lest she denounce him to the relevant authorities.

Bronze heard the sound of a car engine and ran towards the back door of the open house. Someone shot from the shadows, and when he rushed into the house, a bullet flew past him, but he did not turn around and shoot. His only thought was to rush to the front and shoot Joe Kansai as he drove past the door. He slammed the door open, crouched down, aiming.

The headlights flashed. A dark car, whizzing by. On a rainy night, it was like a stain. Bronze fires a gun and hears the sound of glass shattering. The car rushed to the gate. Bronze fired another shot and heard the sound of a bullet piercing through the metal. Suddenly, he heard another voice buzzing open the door. There is also the sound of a siren in the distance.

The car that picked him up was still parked in front of the house, where the gunmen had parked after picking him up from the Fugui Hall. As the dark saloon's taillights moved towards the gate, Bronze jumped down the steps and rushed towards the parked car. He slammed open the door next to the driver's seat, looked in excitedly and hopefully, and found the key on the igniter.

The lights in the car made him a live target. He stooped down and slammed the door shut to keep the lights out. Before he could sit down, he heard footsteps behind him, and he hurriedly turned and aimed at the front door of the house, which was open. Suddenly, two huge figures of guards with guns appeared at the front door. At this moment, he realized in horror that there were also hurried footsteps on the other side. Another guard! He was surrounded. The guard on the other side fired a shot at him, and the gun rang out once, twice, and the bullet flew right next to his head. Before Bronze could find a chance to pull the trigger of his own pistol, the two guards standing outside the open front door were already shaking back. Two more shots, and the two guards fell. Decker was surprised to realize that it wasn't the guard on the other side of the car, but-

Officer Blue shouted, "Are you okay?" ”

"It's fine! Come up! You drive! ”

"What's the matter with your clothes?"

"There's no time to explain! Come on and drive! ”

Bronze heard the rapidly approaching siren again, and hurried to a bush to the right of the front door steps.

"Where are you going?" Officer Blue shouted as he threw his bronze travel bag into the car and sat down at the wheel himself.

Bronze groped under the bushes. He picked and gouged and tried to find what he wanted, and finally caught the little transmitter he had hidden under the bushes when he pretended to fall when he got here. He opened the back door and jumped on, shouting "Giordano's son is in the car he just walked away!" We must catch up with him! ”

Before Bronze could close the door behind him, Officer Blue started the car. He put up gear, pressed the accelerator, and the car swerved around the circular lane towards the gate. The door is slowly closing.

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