Chapter 98 Task 1: Just Beat Up (Part II)
Thuan Hoa City, Vietnam, southwest, on the bank of the Xiang River.
Here, a large area of vegetation and farmland surrounds scattered buildings, resorts, houses, factories, and even small workshops and docks built on the banks of the river, where the sound of birds, cicadas, and frogs tirelessly disturbs the minds of everyone who lives here.
Restless, yet habitually quiet.
The two are constantly intertwined in the heart.
But for some outsiders who were already restless because of this scorching sun, they were even more upset by this damn noisy noise.
And in a private pier on the bank of the Xiang River, a Vietnamese man with a blue nose and swollen face walked into the wheelhouse of a yacht with a complicated expression, his eyes full of depression and indignation, and from time to time he glanced to the left, and the Vietnamese glanced to the left, and the Vietnamese glanced to the left, and there was a magical flash of resentment and fear.
As for why this is so, it is all because behind his left side, there is a young man who silently folds the sunglasses and inserts them into the collar, seeing that his skin color is quite healthy bronze, but he can't get out of the Asian skin color range, but looking at the young man's appearance after taking off his sunglasses, it is impossible to tell whether it is Chinese or Japanese and Korean.
The most important thing is that the young man who took off his coat and wore only a short sleeve because of the fierce sunshine had his bare arms covered with terrible scars!
Burns, scars, craters strewn his arms and palms!
Importantly, two centimeters below the elbow of his right hand, there is an irregular suture scar, which is completely healed, but in the eyes of the Vietnamese, it is shocking!
Because the Vietnamese can see that this is clearly a scar that was stitched up after the arm was completely cut off and reconnected!
In addition, the young man had just made himself lie on the ground and gritted his teeth and endured the pain for more than half an hour before standing up, and in this half hour, the Vietnamese who were the owners of this private dock, who were quite shrewd brains, quickly realized a problem.
A question that is enough to convince him!
This young man is afraid that he will not blink an eye even if he kills!
I knew this, why did I just ask for 500,000 VND for the ferry fare? His grandmother's, when he arrives at the place later, why do he want the lion to open his mouth and ask him for seven or eight million Vietnamese dollars!
At that time, just this ferry fare will be enough for him to spend the whole night drinking! What if the beaten nose is blue and the face is swollen, a few 500,0000 VND are thrown on the faces of those young ladies, which one is not squeezing out a smile and sticking it to his crotch?! Doesn't matter!
Thinking of this, he looked at the suitcase next to the young man, and the Vietnamese first squeezed out an ugly smile on his face, and began to start the yacht by himself, and then held the steering wheel with one hand, and the gear lever on the right side of the steering wheel with the other hand.
After a few minutes, however, the yacht picked up speed, and after only another ten minutes, the private dock was an unknown object in the sparkling surface of the river that looked dazzling in the sunlight, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a glitter or a small object.
Half an hour later, at the speed of two hundred yards per hour, it really didn't take much time to reach the destination, and on the bow of the boat, the young man with various scars on his arms first shook his hands, and then rubbed each other a few times as if in pain, and then silently reached out to straighten the sunglasses pinned to his forehead, blocking his frowning eyes.
In the end, he left without looking back.
On the yacht, the poor Vietnamese owner was lying on the board of the boat on all fours, twitching, and in his wide open mouth, there was a trickle of water flowing from the corner of his mouth, and then it turned and flowed into his ears, and then formed a pool of stagnant water in the cochlea, and then fell to the ground like picking up a piece of sweet potato.
In his wide mouth, a piece of 3,000 Vietnamese dong, the corners of which were a little moistened, were being blown by the breeze from time to time.
However, it is worth mentioning that the poor Vietnamese shipowner was very angry at this time, not because he was beaten again, and not because he only got a VND worth 3,000, but because the smallest banknote was taken out of his own pocket by the young man and then stuffed into his mouth!
Finally, the shipowner, who was angry in his heart, felt more and more uneasy, rolled his eyes, and fainted!
The young man, who was the culprit, was walking on a dirt road with his suitcase in his other hand, holding a note written side by side in Chinese and Vietnamese. However, compared to the Vietnamese sentence below, the above Chinese seems to be too distorted, but if you look closely, you can still see that this is an address.
34 Yuhe Road! (Vietnamese: 34 Ngแปc Ho)
Because the owner of the ship was able to open his mouth at the end, he was very dedicated to sending the young man to the vicinity of this address, although the owner did not faint as he wished, but it saved the young man some unnecessary trouble.
After all, as a serious Chinese, even a Chinese who has been trained to master a foreign language has only mastered the world's more common English. But be clear, this is Vietnam!
A country with its own mother tongue!
Even if it was once a colony of the Great Powers, the people here could only speak a few words of French when they died!
Therefore, the language barrier has become the biggest difficulty for the young man here, knowing that he can come here only by writing an address in Vietnamese on the piece of paper in his hand, and then he can make the hapless owner of the ship reflect where he is going.
After stopping on the road for more than half an hour, the young man finally arrived at his destination.
It is a five-story building, with seven to nine iron doors lining each floor, meaning that each floor has at least seven or more rooms.
The young man, who was already standing at the top of the staircase on the first floor leading to the upper floor, looked at the black lens in front of him with a slightly dazed gaze and landed on the half-story staircase that was more than half a man tall than him.
After watching for a moment, the young man let out a heavy snort, and then stepped on his right foot, stepping heavily on the first step of the staircase.
It looks like a bit of a self-entertaining ritual.
However, the young man's next steps became brisk, and it could almost be said that he crossed the half-story staircase in three or two steps, and came to the half-story platform, and the suitcase in his hand, which seemed to be quite heavy, seemed to have lost its weight in an instant.
Surprisingly, such a move only made a rather slight sound of the sole rubbing against the ground! If other people walk like this, they have to make a crisp sound of "popping", and if they are placed in the middle of the night, they will have to be scolded twice for "sick"!
And then again, to the second floor.
After repeating this, the young man's footsteps immediately paused on the fourth floor, and then his figure turned to the right, and he took more than ten steps, and finally stopped at the door of a house number "404", looking at this number, the young man frowned slightly.
However, his expression immediately returned to his flatness, and then he raised his hand and knocked on the door three times softly but quickly, and then two more times after two seconds, and then put his hand down.
Almost the moment the young man put down his hand, the door in front of him was immediately opened inward, and an ordinary face appeared in front of the young man's eyes.
This is a man that people will not remember if they look at it a few more times.
After the man opened the door, he didn't let the young man into the house, but suddenly whispered a few inexplicable numbers with a little suspicion and vigilance in his eyes: "1703? โ
The young man stretched out a finger, hooked the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and pulled them down, and actually responded to several inexplicable numbers: "935? โ
The man's face could not help but become a little solemn, and then he pulled the young man into the room, leaned out and looked left and right in the corridor, and then took two steps forward and poked his head out to look downstairs again, and then came back and gently closed the door.
As soon as the man closed the door, put the suitcase aside, and the young man who had already taken off his sunglasses suddenly sneered, and asked a little speechlessly: "They are all killers of the alliance, is it necessary to doubt my ability so much?" No one is tracking! โ
The man glanced at him with a meaningful expression, and then shook his head slightly: "Too young, I bet you are definitely no more than fifteen years old!" โ
The corners of the young man's mouth curled: "Bet on what?" โ
"Half of the mission gratuity!"
The young man immediately stretched out his right hand towards the man, and his outstretched palm was hooked provocatively, with an expression on his face that he had earned.
The man was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but show a little annoyance, and then asked a little unwillingly, "How old are you?" โ
"According to the assassination regulations, two killers who are on a mission together are not allowed to ask each other for all information other than their numbers." As he spoke, the young man patted the man's arm and said again: "Happy cooperation!" โ
"Cut!" The man rolled his eyes.
The young man didn't care, but put down the black backpack on his body, and looked around the room to find it clean, but the light in the room was a little dim because the curtains were closed, and there was a strong and strange smell in the air.
It's a mixture of smoke and various food smells that have settled.
"What about the employer?" The young man asked as he opened the toilet door closest to the door.
"Don't worry, I've checked it all, no problem." The man looked at the young man's actions, and knew that he was going to check it, so he first reminded him, and then continued: "The employer is in the bedroom, and his mood is not very stable. โ
"Emotionally unstable?" The young man seemed to hear only the second half of the man's words, and as he asked, he began to rummage through the cabinets on his own.
The man looked at this scene with some helplessness, but he didn't have any intention of stopping it, but walked to the sofa and sat down, while saying: "I have already explained to my employer that this task is only carried out by the two of us, and then he began to curse people......"
The young man suddenly stopped his movements, looked at the man with a strange face, and interjected and asked, "Then you did it to silence the employer?" โ
"How is that possible? That's an employer! You have the right to report us in the final verified video afterwards! โ
The young man smiled: "It's to report you alone, don't count me." โ
The man rolled his eyes again, and then continued the topic just now: "The employer knew that only the two of us were on a mission, so he first scolded the street there, and after scolding for a while, he took a set of drug paraphernalia from the TV cabinet, probably to chase the dragon, and then locked himself in the room, and it is estimated that he is now lying on the bed and taking off." โ
Chasing dragons, a way to take drugs. The specific method is to put the powdered drug on top of the tin foil, and then use a lighter to burn it under the tin foil where the drug is placed, and burn out bursts of black smoke for drug addicts to smoke!
The young man couldn't help but smile after hearing this: "This employer, I won't take you with me when I take off." But it's quite generous. โ
The man understood what the young man meant, and he used two million dollars as a reward for the task, and he hired only two people, which was not a small gesture.
"By the way, I have to warn you, if the employer comes out after chasing the dragon and finds that the second killer is so young......" The man pointed to a duffel bag placed in the bedroom door, "See that bag?" That's the Alliance's arms support for our mission. โ
"Afraid of what? This kind of person, just give a beating. The young man smiled, twisted his neck a few times, and moved his shoulders, "After a day's transportation, it was regarded as an activity, and on the way here, I beat up a few locals, one of whom seems to be a ...... of the Evil River Gang."
The man's face suddenly changed!