Chapter 39: The King of Spades at the First Meeting (Second Update)
I went to the meeting alone, and I didn't notify Chu Fatzi and the others to respond.
I strolled down the bar street, and I was not in the mood to admire the beauties around me, because I didn't know if someone was following me behind me, and whether these girls in front of me who were dressed violently also had another identity and job that could not be mentioned to outsiders.
Hide, not for the sake of deception, but for self-preservation.
Walking to the end of the street, I found Cyno's Bar, the bar was very lively, red men and green women frequently entered and exited the bar, there was really everything, there was a girl who drank in a blur, almost carried out by the boys. The man had yellow hair, his shirt was relatively neat, not even a single fold, and his gaze was very obscene, like a hungry wolf with a rabbit in his mouth.
I stood across the street from the bar, with my back against the wall, sighed, and watched them hail a taxi and drive away, and my heart was a little choked when I saw this scene.
At this time, a slightly hoarse voice drifted into my ears: "Here it can better reflect the natural chain of survival, the weak eat the strong, and turn yourself into meat, so you don't blame the wolf for worrying." The meat that is sent to the wolf's mouth is not worth pity. ”
I didn't move, I just stood like this, looking at everything in front of me. Without turning my head, I lit a cigarette and said, "You're late." ”
The man laughed, the rhythm of the laughter was very uncomfortable, and he said slowly: "How do you know I'm late?" Do you see me? ”
I shook my head, reached over the cigarette case, tossed it, he didn't answer, and said, "I don't smoke,"
I turned my head and saw a man standing next to me, the street lamp was a little dim, I couldn't see his face clearly, this man was a little taller than me, with a thick skeleton, wearing a gray sweatshirt, the kind of camouflage pants with several pockets, and thick leather boots underneath. Man is like a tower of iron.
Thinking about it afterwards, I was also good enough, I rushed out to make an appointment without defense, and I didn't think about the consequences, looking at this guy's size, if I want to do it, I really may not be able to withstand it.
I was not sad to see standing in front of him, and said, "I came as promised, what should I serve next?" ”
The man took off the hat on his head, and I could see his face clearly, it was indeed the King of Spades named Cui Qin, he looked like this, I am really sorry for his delicate name. The word "strong" is written all over his face, his eye sockets are deep, and his gaze is very deep and deep. The scar on the right side of his face was severe, and the area that had healed was slightly pink, from the base of his ear to the corner of his mouth.
The King of Spades suddenly smiled, stared at me with disdain, and said, "You kid really has bones, you really dare to come alone." ”
I'm not surprised, the so-called intelligence is supreme, and the King of Spades will not fail to understand this truth. After all, two fists are hard to beat four hands, so maybe I just appeared at the door of the street, and I was already discovered, and then I was followed, and it was only me who showed up.
Not to be outdone, I said, "Since I'm already here, how can I say it, let's serve it." ”
"No hurry, young man, steadily, steadily," he said, straightening his cuffs, standing up, turning and walking into the shadows behind. When he left, he whistled at me.
I snuffed out the cigarette butt and followed him closer to the shadows. While walking, I pondered and secretly scolded Chu Fatman, and said in my heart Didn't Chu Fatman boast that he was unparalleled in the world? He led Chen Yan, Sun Tianpao and a team of people, just to track such a spade king, can't he do it?
But on second thought, it may be that the ability of this King of Spades has really exceeded our expectations. No wonder the seven rounds have not caught him for so long.
There were no street lights on this small alley, and I could only see a vague shadow of the King of Spades in front of me, which kept a distance of more than 10 meters from me, no matter how my speed changed.
I secretly admired in my heart, not to mention that he was still ahead of me, and he could control the position so precisely by ear.
I thought of Chu Fatzi's trick in my heart, that is, I walked on the ground without making a sound, I really practiced hard in private, and I also achieved a little success. With this in mind, I used this technique in every step I took since then. The sound of the soles rubbing against the ground disappeared immediately.
The King of Spades didn't look back, nor did he stop, just turned his head back slightly, and said with a smile: "Chu Fatzi's technique, you kid has also learned it, hehe, but it doesn't seem to be hot." ”
I ignored him, and I didn't feel too surprised, because he was my father Zhang Wentian's apprentice, so he naturally knew Chu Fatzi.
The King of Spades said as he walked: "Chu Fat Man obviously didn't teach you seriously, not only the forefoot landing, but like me." As he spoke, he walked up in the same silenced manner, speaking slowly. The key is not the area where the soles of your feet touch the ground, but the angle at which the soles of your shoes hit the ground, which is different for different grounds. ”
I asked, "Could it be that Fat Chu also taught you?" ”
The King of Spades smiled and said, "I taught Chu Fatty, and he exchanged it for a bottle of Moutai that day." ”
I was surprised, but I also felt reasonable, and besides, a wicked person like the King of Spades didn't bother to lie.
I was really in no mood to talk nonsense, so I took a few steps to catch up with the King of Spades and asked, "How did you get your eye on me?" You don't know me. ”
The King of Spades sighed and said, "It doesn't matter if I know you or not, it's good that I know Zhang Wentian." ”
The atmosphere was awkward, our conversation was simply not nutritious, and I was anxious to know the intention of the King of Spades. I was already very irritable. It's good that he didn't mention Zhang Wentian, but when he heard him mention Zhang Wentian. I suddenly felt a little nameless fire and wanted to break out.
I stopped, and roared angrily: "King of spades, what the fuck do you mean, you are the villain, can you be a little more dedicated?" You shot and killed, I can understand, and it is logical that you sold my father. The seventh bureau can't catch you, that's because we don't have the ability, you fucking asked me to such a black alley, just to tell me this? I haven't seen a villain like you yet! ”
The K of Spades also stood still, and did not answer me immediately, just stood there quietly for a long time, and then said: "Don't say it so ugly, to be honest, you toss back and forth these days, I don't care about you, or look at Zhang Wentian to save face." ”
In the face of the K of spades, I suddenly had a deep sense of powerlessness, I am indeed still tender, my skills are not as good as others, and I deserve to die.
At this moment, at the mouth of the alley where we were standing, a car drove in, stopped beside us with a creak, and the spade K Nunu mouthed and motioned for me to get on the bus.