Chapter 22: The Real Boy Doesn't Look Back at the Fire
Stepping out of the elevator, Rick walked around the hallway on the 6th floor, following the traces of the smell. Footsteps echoed in the quiet hallway.
"This is a non-tourist area, no entry, please..."Hearing the sound of footsteps, the black-clothed security guard on one side said and walked over, turned the corner in the corridor, and suddenly saw Rick wearing an orange cat mask in front of him.
Startled, he was about to open his mouth to call.
Seeing this, Rick quickly stretched out two hands, covering the other's mouth with one hand, and hitting the temple of the black-clothed security guard with the other.
A punch slammed into the temple of the black-clothed security guard, and the opponent's pupils dilated.
Rick let go of the other, and the black-clad security guard fell limply to the ground.
"Lille? Lille? ”
There was no response from the hallway.
"Not good! There is an invasion! ”
The security guard in the hallway rang the alarm as he shouted.
Oops, the first time I came in recklessly, I still had no experience, and I was discovered after I knocked down a person. Assassins are not easy to be, so they can only open Wushuang.
Rick thought with a dark face.
In the innermost room of the hallway on the 6th floor, Eugene Lawrence was talking to the fat white manager opposite.
"Has the person who caused the casino trouble before dealt with it?"
"Take care of it, don't worry. The man who made the trouble was cemented and is now in the Pacific Ocean, and his wife is a dancer in the bar below our gang. Even his children, we broke their legs and threw them into the street to beg. ”
"Yes, yes."
Speaking in an appreciative tone, he asked in a serious tone.
"Why is the income so much less in the past half a month than before?"
Eugene Lawrence's curled blonde hair, his cheeks are sunken, and his face is full of cruelty. But he is tall, more than 1.9 meters and close to 2 meters, and just standing brings a sense of oppression to others.
At this time, he sat leisurely on the leather sofa and looked faintly at the cash box on the table in front of him.
"Boss Eugene, this ..... This guy has popped up out of nowhere lately and has been ruining our deals. ”
The white fat man wiped the sweat from his head and replied.
"Alone? One person leads to a loss of more than half a month? Are you all rice buckets? Has this person investigated clearly? Give you another 3 days, and in 3 days, I'm going to see him kneeling here. ”
"Yes, okay, boss. However, the opponent is very strong, and in one trade we had a team of 10 people trapped by him, and he was able to shoot spider web-like silk threads from his hands. ”
"Bring guns, a few more people, I don't want to repeat it. Well? What's the sound outside? ”
Eugene Lawrence stood up and closed the box containing the money, when he suddenly heard a noise of sirens outside the room.
The fat white man took out a walkie-talkie and asked, "What's going on outside?"
"Manager, there was a guy who broke into the 6th floor! We are subduing him. ”
"Hurry up, don't bother Boss Eugene."
"Yes, okay. We are ........"
"Click"
Before the other side finished speaking, I heard a ring, and there was no sound on the intercom.
The noise outside the room had fallen silent.
Eugene Lawrence's face was a little solemn, and he gestured again after looking at the fat manager.
Then he walked over to his desk and pulled out an Uzi submachine gun from a drawer.
"Knock knock."
There was a knock on the door.
Hearing the knock on the door, both the fat white man and Eugene Lawrence, who were holding pistols, shuddered.
Eugene Lawrence pointed to the fat white man, and then to the door. Hinting that he went over to open the door, then took his Uzi submachine gun and aimed it at the door.
When the fat man saw the hint from the boss, his fat face turned even paler, and he paced towards the door step by step with his pistol.
"Knock Knock"
There was another knock on the door.
"Hello, is anyone here?"
"Woo Woo"
Eugene Lawrence immediately pulled the trigger when he heard the voice, and the submachine gun swept towards the door.
The gunfire stopped, and the mahogany door was covered with bullet wounds, and a faint green smoke was emitting from the bullet holes.
"Bang"
The door flew into the house with a force, and smashed to the ground with the fat white man who was close to the door.
Eugene Lawrence's pupils shrank, and there was now a man in front of the door who was between 1.7 and 1.8 meters tall, dressed in casual clothes. The most striking thing is an orange cat mask on the man's face.
"Wow, wow. It's a kind of special way to welcome,"
"Oh⊙∀⊙! , I'm sorry, that fat man is your friend, look at the blood spilling from his mouth, maybe the internal organs are broken, whether to call the emergency number, it may be too late. ”
Rick kicked the door away, and after walking in, he glanced at Eugene, who was standing on the other side intact, with some regret.
Eugene Lawrence didn't care about the fat white man next to him.
After taking a deep breath, his originally ugly face turned calm and looked at Rick and said, "Who are you?"
"I am ......"
Rick tilted his head. "Meow! Meow! Meow! ”
"If you want to find death, I will fulfill you!"
Eugene Lawrence tossed the loaded Uzi and was about to pull out the pistol from his waist and shoot it at Rick.
The moment he pulled out his pistol, Rick moved, grabbed a steel fork in his right hand and threw it at Eugene Lawrence.
A steel fork flew through the air and inserted Eugene Lawrence's right hand, which had just held the pistol.
With Rick's force, the steel fork completely pierced Eugene's right hand and knocked him to the ground with a few steps back.
"Ah~" The penetration in his hand made Eugene can't help but cry out in pain.
"Don't kill me, what do you want? Money? I can give it to you. ”
Eugene inhaled and endured the pain in his hands as he quickly spoke to Rick.
"Money? Won't I kill you? ”
"The steel fork is not thrown at your head, but only through your hand, not to give you a chance to speak and beg for mercy."
"Say, tell me about your gang's deposit account, as well as your private house, deposits, etc., and I will give you a happy one."
"Don't you think, when I was mixing in the road, you were still breastfeeding."
Although Rick wore a mask to hide his face, there was still some immaturity in his voice.
Rick lifted his foot and stomped Eugene's fingers away one by one.
Ah~ Eugene couldn't help but scream, until it was completely blurred with flesh and blood, and after he couldn't see that it was originally a hand, Eugene confessed several of his private residences and anonymous bank accounts.
A steel fork was inserted into Eugene's forehead, ending his life.
Pistols, submachine guns, safes, cash. After Rick collects it and puts it into the system space, he picks up the open wine bottle on the table, spills it on the sofa, and picks up a lighter to light it.
Get down from the elevator on the 6th floor, take off your mask and put it in the space. Shi Shiran walked out of the hotel door. The people in the hotel lobby were still laughing and laughing as they started, and they were peaceful.
Walking out of the hotel door, Rick walked away with his back to the hotel.
The 6th floor of the hotel is on fire. Black smoke was everywhere.
Real boys don't look back at the fire!