217, the division is famous

The coyote that appeared on Mo Lei's face was dusty. He was dressed in makeup, wearing a sunhat on his head, a long gray beard, thin beads of sweat on the tip of his nose, and narrow eyes with a smile. His hands were empty, his injured arm hanging by his side and holding a pair of sunglasses, and he swayed in a small range as he walked, and no one else could see the clues.

Mo Lei, who was sitting in the corner of the first floor of the small hotel, just glanced at Mo Lei, and continued to look down at the Spanish newspaper that he couldn't understand. It was five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sunset was setting at the door of the hotel, and there were fine dust visible to the naked eye in the circle of light. Several brawny men sat in the sun squinting, comfortably stroking the tattoos on their arms and belly, with hookahs and large tea jars beside them, and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy mixed with them.

A girl in a school uniform hurried past the doorway, walking briskly without squinting. The boy pursed his lips and whistled sharply, and the girl walked faster. The boy was about to laugh, but he was slapped on the back of the head by a strong man next to him, and the boy's laughter stopped abruptly.

The hotel is a small three-and-a-half-story building, with fifteen rooms on the second and third floors, and a half-floor on the top of the third floor with storage rooms and dormitories. The narrow stairwell is in disrepair, and people crunch when they step on it. The carpet in the hallway is probably a century-old artifact, the cigarette butts are burned with holes as many as stars in the sky, and the walls are occasionally littered with bullet holes. The soundproofing was so poor that the coyote entered the room on the second floor and closed the door, but the muffled moaning on the third floor was still audible.

He departed from Barranquilla airport.

Santo's men sent them to Barranquilla, but the coyote, after discussing with Zhou Rui, decided to stay alone to find Mo Lei. He thinks that he is just a broken hand, and he can exert at least 90% of his combat effectiveness, why should he go to Rio de Janeiro to recuperate from his injuries and leave Gao Bing and Mo Lei here? Gao Bing said that Mo Lei is afraid that he will collapse at any time and get out of control, he is here, so he can help him, even if he wants to escape, he can have one more person to break off.

Of course, it was still quite difficult for him to communicate with Zhou Rui, according to Zhou Rui's idea, the two of them stayed together, after all, Zhou Rui was familiar with this side. The coyote said that it took a dry saliva to get Zhou Rui's consent, and he took the trouble to communicate with Nixon, what could Nixon say? He said that after all, he couldn't stop a person from looking for death, but he had to communicate with Mo Lei by himself, otherwise he couldn't afford this responsibility.

In the end, Nixon was in favor of the Coyote's approach, and siblings, even if they stand behind them and wave their flags, are also a kind of support. The coyote was able to get out at Barranquilla Airport, he did not communicate with Mo Lei beforehand, and when he returned to Bogotá, he contacted Gao Bing and asked Gao Bing to tell Mo Lei euphemistically. Mo Lei was furious at first, but finally accepted this fact.

Some of the apprehensive coyotes had examined their wounds in the bathroom, nodded in satisfaction, and heard a familiar knock at the door—they had a code for each other. Pulling open the door, the coyote was relieved when he saw Mo Lei with a smile in his eyes.

"Hey, hey!"

"Laugh at chicken feathers, how is your kid's injury?" Mo Lei paced into the room and closed the door with his backhand. The coyote didn't have time to pull down his sleeves just now, and the gauze was tied crookedly.

"I suspect that my body has any special functions or something." The coyote raised his eyebrows proudly, but the smile in his long, cruel and cruel eyes overflowed at this moment, splashing on his face and the corners of his mouth. "I'll tell you, it takes others half a month and a month to recover, I'm fucking for a week at most, it's outrageous, it's fucking, it's scary, fuck!"

"Holy!"

Mo Lei was forced to forget what he wanted to say by a series of coyotes expressing his exclamation, walked to the narrow room and sat down on the mattress, reached out and pressed the sunken mattress, and sighed.

"I mean, the gauze you tied with your feet? Come, Lao Tzu will help you untie and retie it. ”

The coyote laughed, dragged the crooked chair by the wall, sat down carefully, and stretched out his right hand.

Between brothers, how can there be so many pleasantries. Since he ran back, Mo Lei could only accept this situation, and all he had to do was to rush to the front in the event of a battle.

"I heard what the Bull Demon King said, you want Charles to check Qian Lao and Ning Boyuan's eyeballs, is that thing useful?" The coyote leaned forward and watched as Mo Lei expertly tied the bandages on his hands.

Upstairs there was the sound of rushing water and loud cursing in the voice of a woman. It seemed that someone was throwing something, and after a loud bang, fine dust fell from the ceiling of the coyote's room.

"Not necessarily, try it to find out." Mo Lei pulled a thread on the gauze, and after confirming that he couldn't tear it off, he pulled down the coyote's sleeve to cover it, "This broken place, there is no way to rest." ”

The coyote didn't answer Mo Lei's words, but asked, "Why do you have to investigate the cause of their death?" Anyway, it's all about Vaux, and they're 100% responsible. Fuck, we don't have to worry about anything, just kill it and it's over. ”

"I heard that when you and Meng Zheng Meng Datou were making trouble in South Africa, this is how they played, right, just kill them?" Mo Lei looked at the coyote with a smile, "The current situation is different from your time, behind us are thousands of people from the Chinese community, they are Chinese, not Chinese, they are people from this country, brothers, if there is any problem, it is the police here who are the first to intervene, and you have to have some scruples." This is one. ”

"Also, it's important for me to find out what kind of poison Qian Lao and Ning Boyuan died of, do you remember that Volks' has a pharmaceutical factory? Or maybe they developed something new, Qian Lao and Ning Bo are far from the results of their first test, so what will Vaux use it for next? If we don't know about it, we can't be a vegetarian in Colombia, no matter how strong we are, we can't be stronger than machine guns and cannons. With the evidence, at least to some extent, Volks, Charles and they have more evidence in their hands, and we can do things step by step and plan. ”

Coyote nodded, of course he understood this truth, but he was worried that if the results of the test were the same as before, then Mo Lei would probably be disappointed and lose his mind. But now it seems that Mo Lei is just using the truth of this matter as a bargaining chip, he is very calm, and he is terrifyingly calm.

The air in the room was terrible, and the musty smell and urinary acid from the washroom were everywhere. The quarrel upstairs changed from two people to a group of people, and it sounded like a woman calling for a lot of people, but the noise quickly subsided again, presumably some kind of agreement between the two parties.

"When will the test results be available at the latest?" Coyote asked.

Mo Lei snapped his fingers, he still had a silk scarf around his neck, the wound was treated, Nixon left him tetanus immune globulin in the hotel, this thing has the same tetanus antitoxin effect, but some people will be allergic to the latter, Nixon is very careful. Regarding the coyote's question, Mo Lei thought about it before answering. Then he remembered that he still had something to give to the coyote, so he took it out and handed it over.

"24 hours. Some of the equipment here is broken, and it should usually be faster. ”

"Oh!" The coyote raised his hand and took the two titanium scalpels handed over by Mo Lei, one was a sharp angle of the No. 10 type, and the other was a half-moon shape of the No. 12 D, he stuffed the two knives into the left wristband, stared at the silk scarf around Mo Lei's neck, and narrowed his eyes, "How did you get it?" ”

"It's a shame to say!" Mo Lei smiled bitterly, and couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his neck, thinking back on it, he really had goosebumps all over his body. He looked into the coyote's eyes and said in a slurred voice, "The bullet grazed the left side, and then it was bitten on the right side by a woman." The point is, the bullet was also fired by a woman. ”

The coyote originally had a gloomy face, but looking at Mo Lei's embarrassing appearance, he gradually couldn't care about being angry for his brother, the muscles on his face were pulled, and he couldn't help it when he wanted to be serious, and he twisted his whole face a few times.

Mo Lei sighed and waved his hand boringly, "You can laugh if you want, what's the big deal, there are more female killers in history." I don't feel ashamed. ”

The coyote finally couldn't hold it back, and laughed a few times before holding back his smile and changing the subject, "Mask, in fact, the biggest trouble is Volks, why don't we just find him, kill him, and then leave, isn't this the end of it?" What exactly do you want to do? ”

"The teacher is famous!" Mo Lei replied without thinking about it, this answer had been lingering in his mind for a long time. The question raised by the coyote has been thought about countless times, and these four words are also the best answer for himself.

The division is famous. Murder with dignity. Especially after knowing the secret of Vaux, he was even more convinced that since Vaux had a great plan, the more famous he could be. For those who died.

"What you and Gao Bing said about Bonnie is really as you deduced, and this is terrible." The coyote shook in his chair, stood up, and sat on the mattress next to Mo Lei.

"Exploring a place in the evening, on an island in the middle of the lake. Investigate it, put something, I'm afraid there will be more information. ”

"Wow!" Coyotes are elated and ready to go.

Outside the window, the long-brewing rainstorm finally came, and there was a crackling sound on the windows and the iron shed roof.

"You can take a rest, and I'll go back and rest too." Mo Lei stood up, patted his brother on the shoulder, and walked towards the door.

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