Chapter 112: Black Market Banks1

When the blind man Li saw the position of the other party's hand, he knew that the other party had enough understanding, otherwise it would be impossible to find here.

The blind man Li asked, "Can you sue me who you are?" ”

Wang Hai replied: "Knowing my name is not good for you, as long as you know that if you don't answer my question now, you will never have to answer." ”

The blind man Li took off his sunglasses, revealing two glittering eyes, he was not really blind, and pretending to be blind was just a disguise for his identity. The blind man Li picked up the bullet on the table and looked at it, and said in a deep voice: "It should have been made just three days ago, but the pattern on it has a long history, and it has not appeared for at least twenty years." ”

Wang Hai asked, "Who is he?" ”

The blind man Li looked at Wang Hai and said in a deep voice: "Twenty years ago, almost no one didn't know his name, but in the past twenty years, people have slowly forgotten his name, and few people have said this name anymore, I really didn't expect him to be alive." ”

Wang Hai asked again: "Who is he?" ”

The blind man Li replied: "His name is ......"

The killer's instinct made Wang Hai always pay attention to his surroundings, and just as the blind Li was about to say the name of the person, Wang Hai noticed that two tourists who were playing on the opposite side suddenly turned around, and both of them were holding a pistol with a silencer in their hands. Wang Hai's body leaned down, and at the same time pushed the table hard, shouting, "Be careful! ”

"Puff puff puff ......" There were a few soft sounds, and some bullets hit the table, and almost at the same time the blind man Li let out a miserable scream.

Wang Hai lay on the ground and took a look, the man and woman who fired the shot had already fled in the crowd, and the blind Li was lying on the ground twitching. Wang Hai got up from the ground, probably because he had exerted too much force just now, and there was a tingling pain in his chest and abdomen, and he almost fell to the ground again.

The blind man Li stretched out his hand to Wang Hai, his mouth opening as if he wanted Wang Hai to pass.

Wang Hai struggled to walk to the blind man Li, and just by looking at it, he knew that the blind Li would not survive. It was obvious that the two gunmen just now wanted to kill people. Wang Hai leaned down and helped the blind man Li to make him feel a little better, and at the same time asked, "Hurry up and tell me the name of that person." ”

The blind man Li spat out a mouthful of blood and said with difficulty: "Ka...... Kraft ...... "Halfway through the sentence, he died.

"Ahh A woman next to her screamed when she noticed the situation.

The screams spread through the crowd like a plague, and the women kept screaming, and the people began to flee the place.

Wang Hai put down the blind Li, found the patterned warhead on the ground, and then left in the crowd.

The subway station was monitored, and it was difficult for taxis to get there for a while, so Wang Hai got on a bus nearby and quickly disappeared into the bustling night of Shanghai.

After Wang Hai got out of the car, he first found a pharmacy and bought some painkillers, bandages, anti-inflammatory drugs and other items, and then entered the Homeinn Hotel. Relying on the stolen ID card, Wang Hai easily stayed in the hotel, and as soon as he entered the house, he took off all his shirts, and then went into the bathroom to look in the mirror.

The chest was still intact, but the bandage on the abdomen was oozing blood.

Wang Hai took the bandage off his body, fortunately, the stitches on the wound were still fine, especially the wound on the chest recovered quickly, and it had already scarred, as long as he didn't do too strenuous exercise, he should be fine. He first took some painkillers and anti-inflammatory drugs, then ground them into powder and sprinkled them on the wound, and then re-bandaged the wound with a newly purchased bandage.

Wang Hai hadn't rested for several days, and the injuries on his body made him tired, and his stomach was growling. He didn't go out to eat, and he didn't ask the hotel waiter to bring the food over, mainly because he didn't want too many people to notice him. Fortunately, there were two packs of instant noodles on the bar in the room, he boiled some boiling water to soak the two packs of instant noodles together, and after eating instant noodles, he lay down on the ** and slept.

"Bang, bang." The knock on the door woke Wang Hai.

Wang Hai opened his eyes suddenly, got up and came to the door, and looked out through the cat's eye hole in the door, where a waiter was standing, and a small cleaning cart was parked behind him.

The waiter knocked on the door again and asked, "Do you need to clean up?" ”

Wang Hai didn't wear a shirt, and the bandages wrapped around his upper body were too ostentatious, not wanting the waiter to see him like this, and what if the waiter was disguised by a killer like a hospital nurse? Wang Hai replied: "No, thank you." ”

The waiter said, "Okay, then I'll come back later." With that, he pushed the cart to the next door and knocked on the door.

It seems that the other party is really a hotel waiter, Wang Hai turned around and turned on the TV, glanced at the time, and it was already ten o'clock the next morning, and he slept for a long time. After the news of **, Wang Hai felt much better, and after washing his face, he took some painkillers and anti-inflammatory drugs, and then put on his clothes and left the hotel.

Wang Hai didn't have much money on him, and he spent a lot of money all the way to Shanghai, and after paying the deposit for the hotel yesterday, there were only a few coins left on him. You'll have to get some more money. Wang Hai thought to himself, and he also needs to get some weapons, otherwise how to deal with the killer organization?

Wang Hai found some small shops nearby and bought a piece of bread, a ham sausage, and a bottle of water, so that he only had a coin on him. After eating food and water, Wang Hai boarded a bus bound for the People's Mall, and after getting off the bus, he entered the overcrowded pedestrian street.

Shanghai Pedestrian Street is close to the Bund, and almost everyone who visits Shanghai will come here to shop and visit the legendary Bund, so there will be a shop selling Shanghai specialties every once in a while for tourists to take home to family and friends. Probably the most popular specialty shops in the pedestrian street are also such specialty shops, each of which is crowded with people and business is booming.

Wang Hai walked into one of the largest specialty shops, and instead of buying specialty snacks like everyone else, he walked directly through the crowd to the back door, stopping in front of the stall next to the back door.

Behind the stall sat a young man in his thirties, who did not greet customers who came to shop like everyone else, but sat in a chair and played games on his Samsung large-screen mobile phone, as if it had nothing to do with whether anyone was buying anything.

Wang Hai knocked on the glass of the stall, and when the young man raised his head, he said, "Hello, I'm here to get the things that are stored here." ”

The young man raised his head and glanced at Wang Hai and asked, "Name." ”

Wang Hai replied, "Smith." ”