Chapter 163: Attack (1)
There is one person who is certain, and that is me. No matter how the personnel are divided, I must act with Ah Xiang and them, and all I have to do now is to find a partner for myself. Although the fat man had already appeared in front of Ah Xiang's eyes, I was the first to deny him and would never let the fat man enter this group of actions. Although this will make Ah Xiang suspicious.
Xiao Ting? Forget it, although Xiao Ting also studied archaeology and may have participated in field archaeological activities, this operation is too dangerous and completely different from ordinary archaeological activities. If something happens, I have to protect her, which is too challenging to the limits of my abilities.
In the end, only Jack remained. I can't help but laugh bitterly, this combination has a head. Two Vietnamese, one Caucasian, and the other two people with Ah Xiang never spoke, I don't know where they were from, plus me, it was a completely multinational force.
The strongest reaction to this group should be the fat man, I have a hunch, and I am ready to meet his anger, and I plan to take the opportunity to vent my grievances, and let him lead the nose on this trip abroad, I have endured enough.
What I also have to think about is that if Ah Xiang and Cao Mingzhe's destinations are not the same, I will have a showdown with Ah Xiang. Now I have time to withdraw $500,000 on my bank card, and then I can directly use the money to buy information, but what if he doesn't accept it? He said when he informed me about carrying equipment, then it was possible for him to carry weapons, and if the fat man was in a group with me, whether it was his individual fighting ability or the M16 in his hand, he could suppress the other party. Even the physique and vicious ruthlessness of the fat man are enough to deter them.
But I'm in a group with Jack, so I have to be cautious about this. Jack's figure also looks more muscular, but not much stronger than me, at most he is a muscular man, and definitely does not have the visual impact of a fat man. Moreover, Jack's identity as an archaeologist also made me dare not expect anything from him when I turned my face with Ah Xiang, and when the time came, I may have to rely entirely on my personal combat effectiveness.
In this way, if things develop to the point where you need to have a showdown with Ah Xiang, you can only choose the opportunity to be alone with him. I'm confident that I have a good chance of winning against Ah Xiang alone, but of course this is when he has no weapons. This requires that after the money offensive is ineffective, immediately subdue him, without giving him a chance to pull out his weapon and call for help.
I was so engrossed in this that I didn't take a sip of the water in my teacup until it cooled. In addition to drinking tea, this teahouse also has some ethnic performances, my location is too partial, the sound is very small, and I can't see what the performance is. As the tea was placed on my table, there were two or three samples of snacks, and I only ate a bowl of ear cake, and the rest did not move.
I rubbed my swollen forehead, and I had to think about how to persuade Xiao Ting, so that she would obey the arrangement would not be more troublesome than persuading the fat man. I can still be tough against the fat man, if he really makes a mistake, I will not hesitate to coerce him with his troubles in Laos. Since he plans to pretend to be forced in front of Xiao Ting's eyes, don't think about pretending to be forced in front of me, let me grab the handle, and I have to make him bow his head this time. But I can't be ruthless with Xiao Ting, Xiao Guolin's life and death are uncertain, her mood is the most anxious and sad, it is not easy to survive until now, how can I bear to give her a bigger blow. How to say it clearly. I picked up the teacup only to find that the tea was already cold, and even the teacup was not warm at all, but I didn't change the water because I suddenly had a strange feeling. This corner of me seems to be very different from the atmosphere of the whole tea house. In order to think quietly, I deliberately chose a secluded corner, and the lights in this corner were very dim. In fact, in addition to the middle stage, the lights in this teahouse become dimmer the further you go out, which is probably designed to highlight the middle stage. But then I found that the position where I was sitting was so dark that not only could I not see the stage in the middle, but I could not even hear the sound clearly, and there was a faint cry of applause, but it seemed to come from a very far away place, and it was very vague to me, let alone what was being performed on the stage, and I did not know anything about it. This extradimensional feeling of wonder brought me a deep sense of fear. I felt the hairs on my body stand on end, the adrenaline exploded, and a sense of extreme crisis rushed to my brain. I withdrew my gaze from the direction of the stage, because after sitting in the dark for a long time, my eyes adjusted quickly from a slightly brighter place to a dark environment, and when I turned my head to the opposite direction of the stage, which was to my left, a pair of eyes that shone brightly, like wolves in the night, appeared two steps away. I immediately realized the danger, and the source of the sense of crisis was here. But the owner of the wolf-like eyes moved quickly, and before I could react, he pounced on me. I couldn't do anything but toss the teacup in my hand in his face, when I saw a short blade glittering with cold light slashing at my neck, silently like a wolf's claw. I think the teacup I threw served to delay the opponent's attack, and I saw that the person had a moment of sluggishness, and it was this moment that made me see the snowy short knife. I kicked the ground and threw myself back, feeling a sharp pain in my jaw before I fell to the ground on my back. Seeing that I had dodged the fatal blow, the wolf-eyed man had no intention of giving up, and threw himself at me with his knife. I was lying on the ground, and this time I fell too hard, and I tried too hard to survive, and I almost knocked myself to death by hitting my head on the floor. I don't have time to think about it, and it's impossible to turn over, there is a wall on the left side of my seat, and there is a chair on the right, if I don't run away in time, giving the other party behind my back is no different from sending him to death. The main thing is that I am not used to giving the enemy in the back, and I would rather let him stick a knife in my chest than let him slash me in the back. Fortunately, when I fell to the ground, my legs were slightly bent, and then I used a trick similar to a rabbit and eagle in martial arts to kick at the other party. The mistake was almost fatal, and I felt a tear in my left chest, and the knife stabbed into my chest. Many people will give up resistance in the face of severe pain, but I know what is causing me severe pain, it is the short knife, as long as I relax a little, this knife will be inserted into my heart, I endured the severe pain, and kicked out of my right leg reflexively. Fortunately, this kick did not kick in the air, and at this time my long-term exercise and excellent physical fitness showed its strength, and I saw a dark shadow fly, very high, all the way over the table in front of me. PS: