The black young man smiled even more when he heard this, his big mouth was grinning, and his back molars were exposed: "Great, a few of us are going to the bar, but we don't know the time, if you can tell us, we will take you with us, and by the way, I will invite you to have a drink." ”

"Coincidentally, I was just trying to have a drink."

Russell smiled and opened the car door, silently using the 'item card: M9' in his heart, so when the car was opened, the black young man was held to the head with a pistol and stepped back step by step.

The rest of the thugs saw that something was wrong, and turned around to flee, but before they could take two steps, they heard Russell's fierce shout.

"Whoever runs the fastest, I'll shoot whoever shoots!"

The little gangsters had no choice but to stop, you look at me, I look at you, and finally they put their hands against the wall with great experience and stood in a row. At the Great American Emperor, this is a basic skill needed to survive, and it is not worth the surprise.

"Dude, we don't mean anything, we really just want to ask the time, can you move the gun away?" The black youth wanted to cry without tears, their purpose was very simple, they wanted to borrow a car for use, and by the way, they sold it for some pocket money.

"I'm sorry, you don't mean it, but I do!" Russell's face still smiled: "Take out all the things in your pocket, each person only has one chance, if I find out something hidden, maybe I will be angry, and the pistol will go off." ”

The thugs secretly screamed bad luck and hung their heads as if they were resigned to their fate, and took out change, daggers, driver's licenses and other things from their pockets one by one. After Russell blasted them away, he picked and picked on the ground, and the maximum denomination of a pile of change was 20 US dollars, and the total amount of coins tossed was 80 US dollars.

"I don't even have a credit card ......"

Russell sighed, then picked up a folding knife, and unexpectedly turned to an Asian driver's license, which looked like a small face, it should be a college student who is often bullied by these gangsters.

Russell had peace of mind to take the driver's license book for his own use, in Lao Mei's opinion, the yellow people's facial features are extremely poorly recognizable, and they are basically a face. Put Dong X Damu and Shuang Jay, who sings Zhou Juju, together to make sure they don't recognize them.

……

Bar!

It was eight o'clock in the evening, and Russell spent $10 to settle dinner at KFC's grandfather, and to be honest, there was so much that he didn't finish the set meal.

After dinner, Russell crossed two streets to the bar, dropped a $10 tip and ordered a glass of ice water under the speechless gaze of the clerk.

The music in the bar was soft, and many people gathered here after work, and Russell found a corner and waited for the cross to arrive.

He didn't worry that the cross wouldn't find him, the top killer, and it would definitely be easy to locate a rookie like him.

Time passed minute by minute, Russell drank two glasses of ice water in a row, but his face was still calm. He showed a calm and calm demeanor, showing that he was not in a hurry, and he knew that the cross must be spying on him in the dark, so he needed to create a master's demeanor to facilitate the next meeting.

These are small tips in negotiation, simple and practical, and it is easy to take the initiative.

"Jingle Bell ~~~ Jingle Bell ~~~"

The mobile phone rang, Russell looked at the number on it, slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, showed a calm smile, and put it in his ear after connecting.

The cross's voice was still low, hoarse and magnetic, and he said coldly, "Damn, I haven't found you for two hours, where are you hiding?" ”

Russell: "......"

……

Twenty minutes later, the dusty cross came to the bar according to the address given by Russell, and the two old men each held a glass of ice water, and they were both speechless.

Cross: "......"

Russell: "......"

The appearance of the cross was the same as his voice, the unobtrusive stubble was slightly decadent, and he was dressed in a gray denim jacket, and there was nothing special about it. But it is such a middle-aged uncle with a melancholy temperament, but he is the top killer in the world, and no one can escape his assassination.

Cross was embarrassed, having vowed to find Russell, only to find an empty pickup truck, and would still be wandering the streets if Russell hadn't given the address of the bar.

Soon, the cross left this embarrassment behind, he was a top killer and cheeky...... Ahem, the psychological quality is excellent, put on the smiling face of an old friend when they met, and took the initiative to talk to Russell.

"This should be the first time we've officially met, introduce yourself, I'm a cross, you name me that."

"Russell!"

Cross raised an eyebrow: "Russell, that name sounds like a basketball player, the Celtics' super center." ”

"You mean The Lord of the Rings? I thought you'd say that Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles! ”

The cross was puzzled: "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles...... Who's that? ”

Russell was dumbfounded, the world he was in was a movie world called [League of Assassins/Wanted], and the current timeline was from the beginning of the two millennia. The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles in this world are still a hairy boy, and they haven't brushed the MVP of three pairs, so it is estimated that no one knows who it is.

Russell was once again grateful for his English proficiency, otherwise he would never have been able to speak to the cross at the level of his 'blowing to death, killing his ass, and killing his ass, and dying in vain'.

The two chatted awkwardly for a while, and the cross brought the topic to the point: "I saw your battle on the top floor, it was very exciting, ordinary people can't do it like you...... You are very talented! ”

Russell took over: "What talent?" ”

"The talent to become a top killer!"

Russell: "......"

"Are you wondering why bullets bend and why humans are physically strong enough to jump over buildings?" Seeing that Russell did not speak, the cross continued.

Because of the screenwriter and director!

Russell gave the answer in his heart, but his face showed a puzzled look: "Why? ”

The cross smiled softly, and the fish took the bait.

"It's a technique, a technique to develop the inner potential of human beings, and with rigorous training, you can do it."

Russell pretended to think, his brows furrowed: "It sounds easy, but I've never seen this kind of person before, well, I've never heard of it!" ”

"It's true that even a genius needs 10 years to turn a bullet and 20 years to master that technique as much as he wants."

Russell stalled: "20 years...... It's really an exaggerated number, and I'm sure I'm not going to be able to do it that long. ”

Cross laughed twice and smiled meaningfully: "No, genius takes 20 years, and you are different, you are a natural killer!" ”

Russell: "......"

Which eye do you see that I'm a natural killer? If you dare to talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I'll elbow you!

Cross took a sip of ice water and explained, "When you were on the top floor, when you were at your most dangerous, did you feel like you were in some kind of wonderful situation? Your heart beats wildly, the air flows clearly, and your opponent seems to you in slow motion...... You don't have to deny it, I saw it very clearly, you did it at the last minute. ”

Russell: "......"

You're probably misunderstanding something.

Cross put down the ice water and lowered his voice, "Your heart beats more than 400 times per minute, which fills your blood with a lot of adrenaline, and you can observe and react faster than ordinary people. It's an innate talent, and there are only a few people in the world who have this talent, and they're all top killers, you get the explanation, right? ”

Russell nodded, he roughly understood the meaning of the cross, the top killer was not bleeding in his veins, it was adrenaline!

"If I'm not mistaken......" Speaking of this, the cross paused, looked at Russell and continued: "Your father or mother, one of them must be a top killer, and this is where your talent comes from. ”

Russell was stunned when he heard this, his parents are indeed killers, but I'm sorry, their daily routine is to play mahjong and collect rent, and they have nothing to do with the top.

"Looks like I guessed right!"

No, it's all your brain!

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【Street Diary】

Great, when you're done with this one, you'll be able to pounce on the next one.