Some people observing in secret did not realize what was happening.
They only saw the hooded guy holding the strong man's wrist, something flashed, and the strong man fell on the table.
The sharp-eyed person saw a few drops of blood on the table and then quietly slipped out of the side door.
After the old customer came to his senses, he packed up his things and ran towards the door without saying a word, as if he were fleeing. It was as if he suddenly remembered that the gas at home was not turned off, and the old smoking father who had rhinitis called his son to ask where he put the lighter.
Some people who didn't understand the situation saw others running away and thought the cops were coming and ran out with them. The underground bar that was bustling just a few minutes ago suddenly only had the bartender and Ai Liang left.
The little bartender was also a little confused. Could it be that this place was exposed?
He immediately contacted the boss to report the situation, and the two waiters who were waiting upstairs also rushed down with guns raised.
"Awei! What happened? Why are everyone running away?!"
"I do not know either."
The little bartender looked innocent.
After the lazy waiter took a look around, he found Ai Liang sitting on the seat and the strong man lying on his stomach. To be precise, it was the strong man's body.
Seeing the blood on the table, the waiter sneered and pointed his gun at Ai Liang: "Don't you know you can't do anything here!"
"Who stipulated it?"
"You T..."
The waiter was just about to shoot and teach this ignorant guy a lesson when the boss's voice came from the headset. He carefully observed Ai Liang's dress, then walked aside and reported in a low voice.
After the report, he walked up to Ai Liang with a strange look on his face, picked up a rag, wiped the table, and asked his companions to drag the body away.
The bartender put the two Tachira cocktails on the table and left with the waiter, and the whole bar suddenly became quiet.
Soon, there was a tapping sound on the floor in the bar, and the source of the sound was getting closer to Ai Liang.
A man with a black metal crutch and an eye patch came out from behind the bar. He was Nevada City's most famous underground intelligence agent, Moose.
"I asked someone to mix your favorite flavor, why don't you try it? This bartender is someone I spent a lot of money to train."
Musi came to sit across from Ai Liang and greeted him cordially: "I thought you were dead after five years of silence. What's the use of pretending to be dead today?"
"I don't remember that I liked drinking your fake wine."
Ai Liang said.
Then he took out a copper coin and flicked it in front of Moose.
"It seems that it is indeed me." Musi picked up the copper coin and inspected it carefully before pushing an anonymous bank card over. "The commission fees for the past few years are all included, you can check."
Ai Liang didn't show any pretense and just took out the elderly phone and entered the card number to check the balance. There was no sense of friendship in this place.
"I'm still alive. You can sell this information as a reward for helping me keep the funds."
Ai Liang checked the amount and made sure it was OK before putting the bank card in his inner pocket.
"Really? You wouldn't say that on purpose and then wipe my neck as soon as I turned around after I agreed, would you?"
Musi was a little nervous when facing Ai Liang. After all, he had bloodbathed the underground forces in the entire Nevada City. Even though he knew that he only killed the most evil people, it was completely nonsense to say that he was not afraid when facing this god of death. It's like knowing that all tigers in the zoo are domesticated, but if it suddenly comes over and licks your scalp, you still don't dare to move.
"If I wanted to do something to you, I wouldn't sit here and talk nonsense." Ai Liang said, "Do me a favor."
"Which unlucky guy are you targeting again?"
After hearing about the business, Moose instantly became energetic, his legs stopped shaking, and his voice became louder.
Moose was about to sell this information to the victim, but his throat was cut by the madman... Ahem, he was targeted by the hermit. No matter how much preparation he made, it was useless. He would die anyway. It was better to make more money while he was still warm. Anyway, you can’t take money with you, so why not leave more to benefit living people.
"Prepare a set of outdoor camping equipment for me. I plan to go out for a walk." Ai Liang said.
"No problem... He should be a rich man who can afford to live in a villa in the mountains." Moose's little abacus clicked, and he was already calculating the appropriate price.
"I'm going out to relax, not kill anyone."
Ai Liang repeated his intention.
"Come on, how long have we known each other? How much of the information you received was provided by me?" Musi pretended to be following the other and patted Ai Liang on the shoulder, "Isn't it just that I saw Neihua? The city is dirty again, and I finally couldn’t help but want to kill someone to warm myself up, and by the way, do you want to remind those brats? I haven’t taken action in five years, so the target this time should be a big shot, right?"
I think there's something wrong with your opinion of me.
Ai Liang stared at Mu Si coldly, but this misunderstanding had not happened for a day or two, and he was too lazy to correct it.
"You really can't tell who it is? Or is it that the target this time is so difficult that no news can be leaked?"
"I told you, I went out to relax, don't make me say it a fourth time."
Moose looked like he had seen a ghost: "You can't really get married and have children, right? You want a bank card because your wife confiscated the small vault?"
Hearing this, Ai Liang couldn't bear it anymore and asked directly: "Who passed this on?"
"Ahem, I also heard what others said..."
"Who else is that?"
Faced with Ai Liang's questioning, Mu Si began to describe the man's appearance, including two eyes, a mouth, and hair that was neither long nor short. Ai Liang directly concluded in his heart that the rumor was spread by him. out.
But now is not the time to worry about such things.
"...Anyway, people on the road say so, after all, you haven't been active in five years. What other hermit is a ghost with resentment, and will disappear after the revenge is over; the Asian Union is targeting the chaos in Nevada City A scavenger from the secret service dispatched by the security; a X-sect lunatic who kills and sacrifices; in comparison, this version of me is quite normal."
Moose took a sip of his cocktail to calm down his shock.
"Forget it, let's not talk nonsense. The wilderness survival equipment is in stock here. You should have other things to ask me for besides preparing a set of equipment. Let's talk about it. I will definitely help."
"No."
"Really not?"
"No."
"you sure?"
"If you continue to talk nonsense, I will not accompany you."
Ai Liang directly exposed Mu Si's purpose. He had never chatted with people like this before. He had always handed over the money and delivered the goods. He was not willing to say more for a while, even if it was a dirty gossip, he would tell others for free. It was like slicing his flesh, and there was obviously something wrong with today's uncharacteristic chatting.
If it weren't for the fact that this old vampire didn't have any money to save, Ai Liang would have left as soon as he got the bank card.
"Okay, actually, a lot of people are looking for you recently."
Seeing that Ai Liang was a little impatient, Mu Si no longer concealed his purpose.
"Looking for me should have nothing to do with you." Ai Liang said.
Musi said with a grimace: "It still has something to do with it. After all, I relied on your reputation to become the number one intelligence agent in China. If they couldn't find you, they naturally focused on me."
"You mean, this is my responsibility?"
"No, no, no, no, I haven't even had time to thank you for lending me your fame." Musi quickly waved his hands to apologize, how could he dare to talk to Ai Liang?
"There are two people who insist that I give you a message. I'm just an information dealer and I don't have much fighting ability. So for the sake of me helping you keep your deposit, why don't you just listen?"
I knew this old vampire had no good intentions, so no wonder he took the initiative to help. He was waiting here.
Ai Liang snorted and did not answer, but he had no intention of leaving. Ai Liang decided to help him because they had known each other for many years.
Moose was overjoyed when he saw this, and rubbed his hands together like a green-headed fly.
"Actually, it's not a big deal. There is just a person who calls himself Xia Qiyuan's nephew. He says he is your old friend who wants to talk to you. This guy comes to ask you almost every once in a while. Recently, he just sits with me when he has nothing to do. It’s really annoying to not drink here, and I don’t dare to fight against this guy if he has someone in charge of him. Why don’t you, old man, go and meet him when you have time?”
'Just occupying a seat but not drinking will affect your business, right? '
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Ai Liang understood the whole story. With Xia Qinian's character, he would definitely order a lot of drinks every time he came. Mu Si obviously couldn't bear to let this big fat sheep go, and deliberately hung him up just like Green Tea treats honest people. Now that I don't order, I immediately want to kick the person away. If Xia Qinian hadn't been involved, I might not have told him about this today.
These speculations were just fleeting, and not much time was spent in reality.
Ai Liang nodded and asked, "Who is the other person?"
If Xia Qinian alone would not make him, the number one intelligence dealer, bow his head and beg for himself, then the focus would be on another person. This person must be someone that Musi cannot refuse.
When the other person was mentioned, the smile on Mu Si's face was a little forced. He didn't say anything but stood up from his seat and motioned for Ai Liang to follow.
The two walked through the bar and came to a corridor to open a reception room used for intelligence transactions.
"This customer's background is a small piece of gold. He only asked me to give this to you and ordered no one to open it except you."
Musi opened the secret compartment under the sofa and took out a portable mobile phone charging box and handed it to Ai Liang.
"You can watch this alone, and I won't get involved." After saying this, Moose left.
Ai Liang opened the box, took out the mobile phone inside and sat down on the sofa.
Not long after the phone was turned on, I received a call. It seemed that the other person was staring at the phone all the time.
"Hello?"
"Is he a hermit?" A very rude male voice came from the mobile phone.
"It's me, is there something wrong?"
Ai Liang still used the same accent that could not be distinguished by male, female, old or young.
"Hmm...how many people died in the Maoyan Gang in the underground parking lot five years ago?"
The person opposite seemed to have doubts about Ai Liang's identity, so he asked for undisclosed information that only the person involved and the police knew.
"8."
Ai Liang blurted out without thinking: "There is absolutely no point in asking this kind of thing. Just explain your purpose of coming."
"Hahaha, it's just a joke. When you just killed that guy who cut off the kidney, I was sure that you must be me. Oh, by the way, you can call me 'Mask No. 3'"
Was this guy at the scene when we just started doing it?
Ai Liang couldn't help but frown.
"I wasn't there."
The person on the other end of the phone seemed to have guessed what Ai Liang was thinking and said, "I just hacked into the bar to monitor and saw your performance. It was a clean slit in the throat."
"If you have anything to say, just tell me. I don't have time to chat with you."
"Then I'll be honest, are you interested in joining our organization?"
"goodbye."
Ai Liang was about to hang up the phone directly as he spoke, but found that the screen of the phone could not be controlled, and only a slightly joking voice came: "You are so impatient, can't you just listen to what others have to say? If you don't listen to some things, you will regret it. For life.”
Ai Liang didn't tolerate him, so he put his phone on the coffee table and turned around to leave. From the time he debuted to now, there have been dozens if not hundreds of people trying to win over him. He was tired of hearing the reasons for this, and they were nothing more than power, money, and sex. point.
"If you leave like this, don't blame me for exposing your abilities."
After a word, Ai Liang stopped and returned to the coffee table with a heavy face and picked up the phone again: "What do you mean?"
"Hey, are you finally willing to listen to me? So you people are all so pretentious and condescending. You will only take others seriously when your true colors are exposed."
The other person on the phone said in a sarcastic tone.
"answer my question."
"What do you want to ask?" He paused for a while, and then like a cross-legged boss in the office, he raised his voice and said in a tone facing an employee on leave: "Ask me why I know your secret?"
Ai Liang said nothing.
"Hey, come on, if you think about it with your buttocks, you can understand how it is possible for ordinary people to be able to bring down an entire gang with a short knife. Take the Maoyan Gang who cut kidneys, there are nearly half of them. They were all equipped with guns, and there was a gunfight at the death scene, but what was the result? Everyone had no fatal injuries except for partial limb fractures, and they all died from having their throats cut. Do you really think this is a movie?"
The person on the other end of the phone said in a complimentary tone: "Of course, after seeing your neat and clean attack in the bar, my opinion changed a little. It may be possible for martial arts to reach your level."
Afraid of turning around in everything, his tone quickly changed back to its original tone.
"But just because you can do it once or twice, doesn't mean that it will be intact every time. Especially after the reputation of the Throat-Slitting Maniac spreads, will others be unprepared and waiting for you to kill them? However, you are uninterrupted I worked for five years and disappeared five years ago. Let me guess, you can't bear the negative impact of that thing?"
Does he know about my situation?
Ai Liang's heartbeat began to accelerate after a long time. The last time his heartbeat accelerated was ten years ago.
"what do you want to say in the end?"
Having said that, Ai Liang has already begun to follow the mobile phone signal to find the source of the call. Since electromagnetic waves are not easy to grasp, he has not received corresponding training. It will take some time to track the origin. He can only stabilize the situation first. Use this guy to delay.
"After five years of continuous use of 'Forced Armor' or 'Charms', your body will be almost at its limit. Do you want to continue to have this power?"
Forced breeding armor? A curse?
Isn't he talking about super powers?
Ai Liang only realized what he said after hearing this. After talking for a long time, it seemed that the two of them were not on the same channel from the beginning.
"Oh, by the way, you probably don't know, I'm talking about the name of the thing you are using."
"I do not know what you're talking about."
After learning that he was not talking about his abilities, Ai Liang lost most of his interest in an instant.
Although I was still a little curious about what the 'Forced Breeding Armor' he was talking about was, this curiosity became insignificant under the impact of the misunderstanding of the secret being exposed.
Just like a beggar who makes a living by begging every day and is suddenly treated to a state banquet for a month, he will find it boring to go to the hotel for a feast that he could not eat before on the first day after returning.
Ai Liang is in this state now.
