Chapter 5 The Man in the Scarf
ββ¦β¦ I think you may have misunderstood, Your Excellency the President, all of Ling Yu's actions were not instructed by the Kronos Company, in fact, we are also troubled by his unauthorized actions, so if the Icarus side decides to put Ling Yu under wanted control, we will cooperate and provide the necessary resources, but we still recommend that the Icarus side carefully consider this matter, after all, we don't want to see such a strong and unstable combat power forced to the ACA side......"
-- Yang Song-taek's reply to President Francis
"Sue Ling Yu, we will activate the 'Shadow Agreement' in 12 hours, and the rest will be on his own."
-- Yang Song-taek's secret order to Kronos after replying to the letter.
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Tehran, "the treasure hunt city on the edge of hell".
More than 100 years ago, after 50 years of failed infiltration in Iran, one of the few areas where radiation levels from western Afghanistan to Iraq and the vast expanses of the Arabian Peninsula allowed people to operate without protective clothing, the dirty bomb of the Petroleum Association and the nuclear counterattack by the United States turned the Middle East into a hell even more terrifying than Chernobyl.
At the same time, they pushed themselves into the countdown to ruining Miè.
Later, countless treasure hunters came to Tehran, the capital of Iran that was completely destroyed by a dud bomb, and although the subsequent radioactive fallout killed or fled most of its inhabitants, gradually some people who could not survive the energy crisis chose to come here to pan for gold.
Some crude oil, some weapons or jewelry and ornaments on a skeleton can save a family, of course. There are not a few people buried in this vast desert.
"Greed."
A young man dressed in gray was standing on the deserted street, and it was already the early hours of the night on October 7, but the shisha parlor was still full of people in front of him.
"Huh? What the? The little girl who followed the young man carried a huge box on her back and looked around a little dazedly.
"I mean the name of this shisha parlor, Arabic." The gray-clad youth stretched out his hand. He lightly pointed to the signboard on his head.
"I didn't know dear that you still know Arabic ~ extra points!"
ββ¦β¦ I said that I called my brother. β
The young man in the gray jacket shook his head helplessly, ignoring the girl who couldn't be corrected, reached out and pulled the white scarf, and walked into the hookah parlor.
The noisy shisha parlor was still bustling with people, and no one cared about the two newcomers who had just walked in.
"Quiet! Who of you knows the 'freshwater crocodile'! β
The girl looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to her, so she stepped forward, crossed her hands on her hips, and shouted at the top of her voice.
Then. The whole shisha house fell silent.
There was a sound of chairs moving, and a group of big men stood up in unison, walked to the back of the door, and surrounded the little girl in the golden dress and the young oriental who looked a little thin.
"I've never heard of it."
The stares and silence continued for a moment, and a leading man spoke, his gaze falling on the gray-clad young man's long-brimmed hat with the insignia of the Alliance.
"More than that, little girl. You're my type of person. A scar-faced man next to him interrupted the conversation, sticking out his tongue and licking his yellow teeth. It's been a long time since there's been such a fresh young prostitute, and she's still a white man. β
"Ugh." The girl in the golden dress sighed, looked at the scar-faced man, her eyes were full of pity, "If you don't die, you won't die, why don't you understand." β
"What to do. My dear? The girl turned her head and looked at the young man with the brimmed hat.
"Abolish him, and the others will cripple him." The gray-clothed young man shook his head and gave the order, "Don't make fatal injuries like last time. Vivien. β
"Okay dear!"
Vivien's eyes closed, and then they opened, and when her golden pupils appeared in the air again, a telekinetic explosion suddenly occurred in the direction of one hundred and eighty degrees in front of the girl!
More than twenty big men were directly knocked away, Vivien pointed with her left hand, and the legs of a big man twisted into a strange shape, and in the next minute, the terrifying sound of broken bones and muscle tears filled the entire small hookah hall, accompanied by a scream that did not look like a human form.
"What did you say just now, the young prostitute, I didn't hear you too clearly, uncle."
Vivien walked slowly forward to the Scar Man, who she deliberately left the guy just flying and his limbs sound to the end.
The golden girl walked up to the scarred man who was crawling on the ground and desperately trying to retreat, and with a finger of her right hand, the entire palm of a man next to him who had just pulled out a gun exploded.
"It's a young prostitute, right, you said the word young prostitute, right?"
The man with the scar had already crawled to the corner of the wall, and there was nowhere to retreat, Vivien reached out and twisted the hands of the other man next to him who wanted to resist behind his back, tied a knot, and then continued to look at the man in front of him, "Stand up." β
"Yes...... It's ......"
A sharp pain in his arm made the man feel excited, and seeing the tragic situation of his companions around him, the scarred man immediately got up on his hands and feet, and his legs trembled and looked at the girl who was almost half his height, as if the girl was the embodiment of death.
"You said a young prostitute, right?"
Vivien tilted her head and smiled lightly, and then without hesitation, she flew up and kicked the scar man's crotch!
The right leg of the girl wrapped in the power of reading directly kicked the man and jumped, not only the lower body, but the huge impact made both of his legs directly detach from his hip bone!
Of course, the other people who are rolling on the ground at this moment only feel the coldness of their crotch.
"Phew!" Vivien looked at the scar man who had fainted in pain, spat out a mouthful of saliva, and stomped on his right hand, "You're cheap, scum." β
"Alright, Vivien, leave a few who can speak, we still have to find someone."
The gray-clothed young man finally spoke, he raised his hand and removed the white scarf from his mouth. Showing the face of the Oriental, "For these scumbags, it is not good to be killed, and it is a meaningful punishment to abolish them and let them feel the pain of the weak at the bottom." β
"Insightful, dear." Vivien bounced up and down to the youth. Took his hand, "It's worthy of the man I fancie." β
"Call my brother ......"
The gray-clothed young man stretched out his hand and brushed the girl's hand away, repeating the corrective words, but he was not impatient, he walked straight to a strong man in front of him who had broken an arm and a leg, and half-knelt down.
"I remember! I remember! A youth with a girl, the insignia of the Confederate on the cockade! You are Ling Yu! Ling Yu!! β
The strong man writhed on the ground, accidentally touched the wound again, and let out a miserable scream. Ling Yu grabbed his well-waved arm, causing the other party to stop his movements in an instant as if he had been frozen.
"It's easy for you to know who I am." Ling Yu nodded, "And if your answer satisfies me, you can keep this hand." β
"'Freshwater crocodile'!" Freshwater crocodile'! I know, he's upstairs, in the soundproof room upstairs! β
Dahan's eyes were already full of madness and fear, his voice trembled, and he hurriedly confessed his boss.
"Oops, dear. He won't run away if we're making such a fuss. Vivien stood beside her, subconsciously covering her mouth as if she had made a mistake.
"The drone did not respond. He probably didn't hear it. Ling Yu's left eye rolled and shook his head slightly.
"Well, actually, dear, you don't have to rely too much on that wooden man's drone." Vivien was stunned for a moment, frowned, and puffed out her mouth with her hands on her hips, "I can help you sense if anyone is leaving." β
"Don't force it too hard." Ling Yu stood up. Stroking Vivien's head, "Also, call me brother." β
The big man lying on the ground looked at the two people who seemed to have let him go, and gasped softly, but his subtle movement was noticed by Vivian. The girl walked up to him with the devil's tail and stared at his crotch with a smile.
"No, no, no, I'm only interested in adult women!!"
"Vivien." Ling Yu shouted.
"Okay." Vivien sighed and shook her head, then suddenly raised her foot, stepped on one of his fingers, and ran towards Ling Yu at the top of the stairs.
The pig-killing howl came again, but there seemed to be a difficult but happy smile on the big man's face.
***
"My question is simple, if you answer honestly, I can make your death less painful."
Three minutes later, Ling Yu stood by the windowsill of the soundproof room on the second floor of the hookah house, not looking at the man codenamed "Freshwater Crocodile" who was fixed to the wall by Vivian's telekinesis.
This man was dead, Ling Yu had ten thousand reasons to kill him, but before he died, Ling Yu still had something to ask.
"I'm X youβ"
Men can't talk at all times, and Vivian, who was sitting on a stool drinking the juice he had just collected from the refrigerator, shook his feet and controlled his trachea, making it difficult for him to breathe and make a sound, but just as Ling Yu had just finished asking questions, Vivian was unrestrained so that the other party could speak, and the "freshwater crocodile" spit out a swear word.
"What to do, dear~" Vivian put down the juice and threw Ling Yu a lame wink.
"Ribs, three don't hurt your lungs."
"Click-"
Three crisp bone cracking sounds accompanied by wails of pain resounded through the room, and the ribs that had been twisted by the telekinesis pierced directly through the chest, leaving three holes with extremely terrifying visual effects.
"I avoided the main vessel, blocked the pneumothorax, and he couldn't die for the time being." Vivian looked at Ling Yu with a "praise me" expression.
"Watch less horror movies in the future." Ling Yu shook his head, turned to look at the "freshwater crocodile" who was constantly inhaling cool air, and smiled lightly.
"I know you're the boss of the 'Crocodile Gang', but you also know who I am, and in front of me, from your will to your strength, it's all just a chicken." After Ling Yu finished speaking, he turned around and walked to the side to look at the golden pistol collection of the "Freshwater Crocodile" hanging on the wall, and took it off and played with it.
"The Desert Eagle made of gold is said to be Saddam Hussein. Hussein's relics, this is your proud collection, but I just found out that this is a fake. β
"You...... What are you going to ask......"
The "freshwater crocodile" gasped and struggled to speak.
"Sue sΓΉ me for the detailed location of the 'Black Gold Solid YΓ n Room' and how to enter it." Ling Yu shook his hand and threw the Golden Desert Eagle on the ground, turning his head to look at the "Freshwater Crocodile", "I know you know. β
"Nope! Kill me! If I sue you, Spencer will kill me!" β
"Freshwater crocodile" shouted frantically, and Vivien looked at Ling Yu, but Ling Yu shook her head.
"I told you were dead, Mr. Freshwater Crocodile." Ling Yu shook his head and straightened his scarf, "It's just that there are many things in this world that are more painful than death. β
"Or do you want to feel the limits of your spirit?"
Ling Yu walked to the shelf next to him, glanced at the Damascus scimitar hanging on the wall, took it off and played with it, and then threw it on the ground, "Another fake." β
The "freshwater crocodile" lowered his head and did not speak.
"Get out, Vivien."
Ling Yu stretched out her hand, Vivien jumped down from the stool and put down the "freshwater crocodile" as well, and the girl walked up to Ling Yu and gently tugged at his clothes.
"Don't get too dirty, the blood won't be washed."
"Okay." Ling Yu smiled and nodded.
***
Half an hour later, a motorcycle stopped downstairs in the "greedy" hookah parlor, and a girl dressed in sports took off her motorcycle helmet, shook off her short black highlights, and walked directly to the second floor of the shisha parlor.
"It's a step too late, it's a real trouble."
The girl glanced at the bloodstained floor, kicked open the toilet door next to it, and saw the "freshwater crocodile" with its entire head stuck in the toilet.
Apparently dead.
"Dear Mr. 'Freshwater Crocodile', what did you say last week? Whoever bothered you with your head in the toilet? The black-haired girl took out her phone, fiddled with it a few times, and pretended to be sad as she scanned the room.
"May you enjoy your trip to toilet hell."
After scanning, the black-haired girl put away her phone, turned around and walked out of the hookah parlor, stepped on the motorcycle, and chased after Ling Yu and Vivian along the road where Ling Yu and Vivien had left. (To be continued......)