The exterior decoration of this bar is quite LO, but the inside is a different scene, the bar should have all the configurations, and the business is very hot.

At a glance, the fish and dragons are mixed with all kinds of colors, the smell of tobacco and wine is mixed, and the taste is strong to the pungent.

But the strangely dressed and indulged in the frenzy of customers in the bar turned a blind eye, still swaying their bodies to the loud deafening music.

The lone wolf and the trenches are both old rivers and lakes, and they have long been accustomed to this environment, and there is not much change in their expressions.

After a general look at the bar, I walked straight to the bar!

"A beer, a glass of milk and coffee."

The lone wolf didn't say much, just said a strange-sounding wine pairing.

However, when the bartender in the bar heard this, not only did he not think that he was the one who came to make trouble, but stopped what he was doing, and looked up and down the lone wolf and the trench.

In response to the bartender's observation, the lone wolf and the trench looked at it with composure, each pulled over a high stool and sat down, and took a thick cigar in their mouths.

After observing a few breaths and not noticing the abnormality, the bartender took out two medium-sized beer glasses, poured a beer on the two of them, picked their jaws, and said lightly: "What do you call the two of you, who are you looking for?" ”

"My name is Lone Wolf, and he's a trench."

After the lone wolf introduced, he knocked on the table and said meaningfully: "I'll find whoever is the biggest here, you just go and inform him, he naturally understands." ”

"Okay, you guys wait."

The bartender realized that things weren't as easy as he thought, put away his thoughts about taking the opportunity to get some "errand tips", turned around and disappeared into the small door behind the bar.

Less than five minutes!

Three big black men in waistcoats, leather jackets and jeans, obviously not locals, walked out of the door at the other end of the bar, picked up the men and women who were swaying wildly in the bar, and came to the side of the lone wolf and the trench.

"Let's go, I'll take you to our boss."

Hearing the words of the small leader with a nose ring and a clear height under the right chest, the lone wolf and the trench looked at each other and smiled, stood up with a cigar in his mouth, and tilted his head to signal them to lead the way.

Obviously, these are all mercenaries who are working for money.

And being able to afford a team of mercenaries proves that the connector the company is looking for will definitely not be bad in Yemen, and the possibility of successfully obtaining information is even higher.

Following the path from which the three black mercenaries came, the group walked through the back door, walked out of the bar for about 2 minutes, and then entered a three-story flat roof.

Although this building looks ordinary from the outside, after entering the inside, the lone wolf has keenly discovered no less than five guards with his extraordinary perception ability, and even when he entered the door, he also found a heavy machine gun on the roof of the building.

"This guy is quite good at protecting himself, and he seems to be a difficult person."

The lone wolf secretly gestured to a place behind him, followed the three black mercenaries all the way to the second floor, and after passing through a large iron door, he came to a hall with a very ordinary decoration, but very clean and bright, and finally met the owner of this transaction.

To the surprise of the two, this time the connector did not have the fierce and vicious as they imagined, let alone a cunning and sinister appearance.

Dressed in a decent white suit and a pair of gold-wire glasses, he is about 40 years old, less than 1.75 meters tall, and his hair and beard are exceptionally neat.

Under the background of his standard white facial features and Svenwen's temperament, he still feels a little handsome.

At first glance, no one will think that he is an intelligence broker, but only that he is a celebrity who has been wandering in the upper echelons of society all year round.

Undoubtedly, this is also an excellent way to disguise!

Seeing the lone wolf and the trench enter, the connector stretched out his index and middle fingers and hooked them forward twice.

The mercenaries on both sides of the door immediately stepped forward and began to examine the bodies of the lone wolf and the trench, and searched out the pistols and sabers on both of them.

This is the basic routine of the transaction, and the lone wolf and the trench did not refuse, and opened their hands cooperatively.

"My friend, welcome to you, you can call me a white cat, sit down first!"

Seeing that the two had completed the body search, the connector got up and bent down gentlemanly and took the lead to the sofa area on the right side of the hall room.

The three of them sat down, the white cat didn't talk nonsense, and beckoned directly behind him, and a white bodyguard with MP5 on his chest entered the room next to him, took out a black suitcase, and put it on the table in the middle of the sofa area.

"Mr. Lone Wolf, Mr. Trench, this is the cargo you need."

Hearing the white cat's words, the trench just got up and was about to inspect the goods, but the black suitcase was pulled back and returned to the hands of the white bodyguard.

The cigar in his trench mouth jumped up and sat back on the couch, looking at the white cat with half-squinted eyes.

"Ding~"

The white cat lit a cigarette unhurriedly and said, "Pay the money in one hand, deliver the goods in the next hand, and do not accept inspection." ”

"It's not in order." The lone wolf looked at the white cat expressionlessly.

"Phew—"

The white cat spat out a puff of smoke and said with a smile: "Rules? In my case, my word is the rule. ”

A gleam flashed in the lone wolf's eyes, and before he could speak, the trench took out the cigar in his mouth and said with a smile: "Do you really think so?" ”

"Why, Mr. Trench, don't you think so?" The white cat put away his expression, and the atmosphere suddenly began to condense at this moment.

"Of course."

The trench grinned and raised his right hand, his thumb and middle finger interlocked.

"Smack!"

After a crisp snap of his fingers, three red lasers appeared, turning into small red dots through the window and imprinted on the white cat's forehead.

The bodyguard next to the white cat just wanted to take the gun, but before he could move, there was a chill on his temples.

"Don't move, put your hands up, obediently, I'm in a good mood right now, I don't want to kill." The lone wolf's eyes were cold, but his words were extraordinarily kind.

The white bodyguard looked at the pistol that was still on his waist a second ago, but now it was pressed against his head like a trick, his back was cold, and he honestly raised his hands.

"Willis, don't be impulsive."

The white cat repelled the two mercenaries who rushed from the door, and a smile resurfaced on his face, and he pretended to be confused: "My dear friends, is there any misunderstanding between us? ”

Being able to avoid the many eyeliners outside of him, enter the building opposite and silently kill the people he arranged, the white cat has a forced number in his heart-

These people are not easy to mess with!

As for the question of face......

Fuck face, this thing can't be exchanged for money, it can't bring you business, and it can't save your own life.

And on the three snipers on his head, the white cat believes that as long as he has the slightest movement, his head will definitely not be much better than the watermelon that fell from the 30th floor.