The group slowly walked to the second floor.

The second floor is also a small bar, but it is much smaller than the spacious floor below, with only four tables placed on the right, and two or three private rooms on the side, which seem to have elegant seats above.

The black-faced man waited for Nighthawk to come up and held out his hand, "Hello, I'm Doro, presumably you're the killer team I hired." Nighthawk shook his hand, and as he heard Dorasha say something matter-of-the-envelope, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Yes, Mr. Doro, we came to you, but your men stopped us. ”

After saying that, he turned his head and glanced at the bartender who had just come up with wine. The bartender was startled, and then looked at Doro in a begging manner.

Doro smiled and said, "I'm sorry everyone, the rivers and lakes are sinister, my brother has been in a lot of trouble recently, and he has been chased more closely, otherwise he wouldn't have bothered to give such a long way to protect me," and then opened the door of a room on the left side of the second floor, and raised his hand, "Please, everyone." ”

It was supposed to be an office, with a desk by the window with an old-fashioned, big-ass computer on it, and a few sofas sloping around the door against the wall, and the furnishings were simple.

Doro sat down in his chair and raised his hand to signal everyone to take their seats, and the bartender, after pouring everyone a glass of wine, turned and closed the door as if fleeing for his life. He was afraid that if he stayed a little longer, this gang of vicious guys might not be happy and beat him up.

Doro stood up, walked to the door and listened to the movement, then looked at the CCTV screen on his desk to make sure there was no one around, and turned around and walked to Nighthawk's side.

Affectionately hugged Nighthawk "Comrade, I've been waiting for you for two days, I haven't dared to leave here in the past two days, and there are people everywhere who want to kill me." ”

Nighthawk said, "The situation is so urgent, has the other party already done it?" ”

Doro nodded, turned around and sat back in his chair, "This is my territory, and I have called hundreds of brothers to be next to me for the past two days, and I am not allowed to go home day and night. to wait for you to come. ”

After speaking, he picked up the wine in front of him and took a sip, smashed his mouth and continued, "Matsumoto is really in a hurry this time, he planted such a big heel in my hands, according to my people to inquire outside, in the past two days, several groups of Fuso and island people have come to M Valley, and they are asking about my whereabouts.

General Carson told me to take a break from the limelight recently, this old immortal, I originally wanted to ask him to protect me, but he became a shrinking turtle at a critical moment, and he turned his face and didn't recognize people. He slammed his fist on the table in anger, and his eyes seemed to burst into flames. Nighthawk didn't expect the other party to come so quickly, it seems that the other party should have already arranged an assassination plan long before they came.

Nighthawk was a little worried and said, "Then are you going to hide here all the time, is there any other safe place, there are so many people next to you to protect you, and they don't dare to come, then our plan to lead Matsumoto will have to be ruined." Doro smiled and said, "You don't have so many worries when you come, if I don't go out all the time, they still think I'm afraid, go to my house today, and kill a few of them." Nighthawk suddenly remembered what the hunter had told him, the phone number of the Doro's family, and immediately agreed.

Doro cleaned up a little, and went downstairs with the Nighthawks, and went downstairs Dora said to the bartender, "Go and tell Sù Haraki, and send the prepared ones to my house, these guests will use them, and they will protect me recently, and tell the brethren to go back after drinking tonight, and the money will be counted in the public account." The bartender chick nodded in agreement as if pecking rice, and didn't dare to raise his head, for fear of being flayed alive by these devilish characters.

For the sake of safety, Nighthawk decided that from the moment he went out, the security work should be done, and the black bear took the lead in going out to observe the surrounding environment, and then the military thorn and the yaksha started the car.

After a while, the black bear came in to show that he was safe and could go out, and Nighthawk pulled Doro, leaned him behind him, and walked directly towards the car.

After getting in the car, under the guidance of Doro, the car turned left and right in the city, and soon came to an alley, the car stopped at the door of an apartment, Doro lived on the 15th floor, everyone got on the elevator, and arrived at Doro's house, just arrived at the door, two or three hooligans dressed up ** steps greeted him, carrying a few heavy black bags in their hands...... The black bear in front of him was about to draw his gun, and Doro hurriedly said to the nighthawk beside him, "It's his own person." It was Haraki who took the lead, and he ran over with his bag and said, "Big brother, everything you want is here." Doro nodded, and the black bear took the bags. Doro said to Haraki, "The wind has been tight lately, I want to take shelter for a while, you can handle the outside affairs, and if there is a situation, come and sue me immediately." When Halic heard that he was in charge, he smiled flatteringly and said, "Don't worry, big brother, I will definitely manage it well." Doro nodded at him, motioning for him to go.

Nighthawk looked at the hooligans who had gone away and said to Doro, "You're really an underworld big brother!" Doro's face changed slightly, and he wanted to say something to Nighthawk, but Nighthawk had already turned and left.

Doro chased after him, opened the door first, and led the way in.

His home is not large, the facilities are as simple as his office, except for some necessary daily necessities, there is not even a spare chair for the chief.

The military thorn sat down on the sofa in the living room with a big grin, picked up a ** magazine on the coffee table and read it with relish, the monkey also lay next to him excitedly, and after a while, he saw that the saliva of the two people began to flow downward.

Nighthawk looked at them helplessly, turned to the black bear and said, "Brother Xiong, you go and take a look at the weapons in the bag first, plan and tidy up, and wipe the gun by the way, don't get stuck when you use it, that's our second life." The black bear smiled and nodded, and the two of them walked to the side with the Yaksha mine to gather their equipment.

Doro walked over to Nighthawk and said, "We've all been living here lately. I'll ask someone to deliver food. Nighthawk nodded, not wanting to talk to him more, in his senses, this man was an out-and-out underworld element, and he was disgusted with him from the bottom of his heart, which reminded him of his father, who died young. Nighthawk sat down alone on a chair at the table, closing his eyes and slowly recuperating.

Doro stood there for a moment, sighed, and walked into the room alone.

At dinner, Doro's little brother sent takeaways, all of which are authentic T national dishes, very delicious, very rich, and a lot of wine, the military thorn smiled and thanked Doro for thinking so thoughtfully, the brothers came here, how big it is to be so entertaining, I'm really embarrassed.

Doro smiled and said that it was okay, and said that he would take a few military assassins to the best entertainment venues in country T to play and feel the exotic atmosphere.

Listening to Doro boasting about how good the beauty of the T country is, the saliva of the monkey and the military thorn is already flowing, Nighthawk somehow, the more he listens to him talk about this, the more angry he becomes, the more he feels that he doesn't look like an intelligence officer, more like an out-and-out social scum, if he didn't know that he was an undercover agent, he would have punched him a long time ago.

Doro looked at the silent Nighthawk, the smile on his face gradually dissipated, replaced by a deep sadness, the black bear man was honest, thinking that he was beginning to worry about his life, smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, brother, our mission is to protect you, with me to ensure your safety." ”

The military thorn was also beside him and shouted to tell him to rest assured, our brothers are powerful, and call each other to kill as many as they want. There was a commotion, everyone chatted for a while, because of the task, Nighthawk told everyone not to drink more, he and Yaksha were on the first shift, everyone else went to rest, and they would be called when the guard changed.

A few people scattered at once, crowded into the bathroom to take a shower, and when the black bear was washed, there was no place for the bed, so he had to come out and sleep on the sofa.

A soldier has a characteristic, he can fall asleep when he says he sleeps, which is a good habit that needs to be developed in long-term warfare, when everyone snores softly, Nighthawk sits alone on the balcony, his eyes look out the window from time to time on the street, he asks Yaksha to be on duty at the window of the room, to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

Footsteps sounded behind him, and Nighthawk looked back to see that it was Doro who had walked over, carrying two bottles of wine in his hand, and walked up to Nighthawk's side and handed him a bottle. Nighthawk looked at the wine in his hand and shook his head, "Thank you, I don't drink when I'm on duty." Looking at the expressionless Nighthawk, Doro ignored him and sat down beside him. Nighthawk tried to lean to the side, but held back.

Doro picked up the wine in his hand and took a big sip, and sighed softly, "Do you hate me?" Doro said abruptly. Nighthawk frowned, "No, I just want to complete the mission and go back safely with my brother." ”

Doro laughed, then took another big sip of wine, "I know you hate me, you must think I'm a scoundrel, a big bastard." Nighthawk was about to speak, but was stopped by Doro's hand, "It's okay, I've been here for a long time, and sometimes I think I'm an underworld." He shook his head and looked up at Nighthawk sharply, "I'll tell you a story." ”