life copy game.

Chapter 82 Cooperation

click -

The classic wooden door was slowly pushed open.

An old figure walked into this small and exquisite reception room.

"Mr. Mayor," another tall and tall old man followed behind the old figure, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Then he turned away, waving slightly.

A thin middle-aged man wearing glasses followed behind him and immediately closed the door obediently.

The old figure at the front is the current mayor of Dawn City, Wen Te, and Naja is behind him.

"What's going on in the lab?"

Mayor Venter sat on the sofa in the reception room and waved for Naja to sit aside.

"Everything is going well, this beast is stronger than the previous one."

Naja nodded and sat down on the sofa, but just halfway through his movements, he suddenly stopped.

He frowned slightly, then immediately turned his gaze to the direction of the camera, and walked over quickly.

His cheeks are getting closer and closer to the camera, gradually filling the entire screen.

Then this cheek recedes, and the main content of the picture becomes a growing hand.

click -

That's the end of the video.

The content of the entire video is very short, less than 1 minute before and after, and the communication between the characters is only four short sentences, but there is a huge amount of information contained in these four sentences.

The mayor is raising exotic animals.

He Ao took a screenshot at the beginning of the video, then took off the card reader, lit a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and continued to walk deep into the street with a cane.

The wristband reconnected to the Internet.

tick-

As the hazy smoke gradually rose, the clear ringtone of the water drop phone gradually sounded on the wristband.

He Ao did not answer the call immediately, but waited for almost ten seconds before pressing the answer button.

"Hi, I'm Christos."

A clear voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Do you like my gift?"

He Ao was smoking a cigarette, looking into the depths of the street, there were a few sneaky figures mingling in the crowd, glancing at him from time to time, they were the subordinates sent by Naja to watch him.

You can't do anything to He Ao on the way to the FBI, but after He Ao voluntarily got out of the car, he has already left the route to the FBI.

"Sir, do you need my help?"

Christos didn't answer He Ao directly, but asked softly.

Just an hour ago, his campaign office received a call from a strange old man. The content of the call was very simple. The other party said that he would give him a 'small gift' to let him pay attention to the mayor, and then hung up the phone.

He originally thought it was just a prank, until he saw a video about the mayor being questioned that was forwarded to him by his colleagues and went viral on the Internet.

So he took the initiative to call this number.

"I need the real-time location of Naja, the boss of the Crocodile Gang."

He Ao didn't talk nonsense, and cut straight to the point.

Kristos is a smart man, and talking to smart people doesn't need to beat around the bush.

The essence of cooperation is to get what we need.

"Hold on."

Christos responded and hung up the phone.

He Ao put down his bracelet, leaned on his crutches and walked towards a remote alley beside him.

He called Kristos before Yijiali called.

He didn't directly say the content of the video. If something too explosive is taken out directly, it will only be regarded as a lunatic and a prank.

So he just said that he wanted to give Christos a 'gift' to open up the other party's psychological expectations step by step, so that the other party could more easily accept the incident and seek more benefits for himself.

As He Ao gradually walked into the remote and deserted alleys, those eyeliners following him gradually revealed their figures, they were both eyeliners and killers.

The first two and the last three, a total of five people.

These eyeliners were somewhat puzzled as to why He Ao would take the initiative to walk into a remote alley, but they didn't think too much about these things. The order they received was to find a remote place to 'dispose' of He Ao.

There is no need to talk nonsense when killing people.

The five raised their guns almost simultaneously.

"Hold on."

He Ao made a hoarse voice, took down the half-smoked cigarette from his mouth, and snuffed it out with his fingers.

The five people watched He Ao's movements vigilantly. They had already received a warning from this old guy that he was very dangerous. He Ao's calm movements made them unclear what He Ao was going to do.

To avoid accidents, they pulled the trigger.

He Ao threw the cigarette butt on the ground, "Okay."

Accompanied by his hoarse voice, were two crisp gunshots.

The two people in front widened their eyes and slowly fell to the ground.

At this moment He Ao has turned and leaned against the wall,
The three people behind quickly realized and turned their guns around immediately.

However, it was too late now, and the pitch-black muzzle was already aimed at them.

bang bang

The three corpses fell to the ground.

He Ao glanced at the small pistol in his hand, pointed at the wall in front of him and pulled the trigger.

Click—

What came back was a crisp empty sound.

When Ho got the gun, there were only ten bullets, but now he has fired ten shots.

"It seems that there are no bullets in your gun?"

A muscular burly man wearing a vest suddenly slowly appeared from the entrance of the alley, he looked at He Ao with a smile on his face, "Master, your body reaction speed is far faster than ordinary people, and there is no trace of mechanical transformation on your body." , are you a transcendent too?"

and also?
Howe supported himself on crutches, put down the gun, and looked up at him.

"Talent Sequence 5: Angry Man."

The man shrugged and showed He Ao his beautiful muscular curves, "Before I acquired this ability, I was a fighter, old man. I heard that you were also a fighter before."

With his palms back, he walked towards He Ao step by step, "Why don't we use fighters' methods to resolve this matter."

He Ao clenched the crutch in his hand, and pressed the lower end of the crutch into the gap between the floor tiles.

When the distance was reduced to only four or five meters, he suddenly turned his palm, and a small black pistol emerged from his palm, "I'm not very sure, I need to get closer, I'm sorry, old man."

There was a little contemptuous smile on his face, as if he was contemptuous of He Ao, who seemed to believe his words, his finger was pressed on the trigger, and the smile on his face grew wider and wider.

However, his smile soon froze on his cheeks.

A sharp pain gushed from his throat.

He wanted to speak, but he could only make a 'woo hoo' sound, the surging blood filled his mouth, he tried his best to look down, only saw a wooden crutch handle, and under the crutch handle, But it was not the main body of the wooden crutch, but a cold silver sword blade.

At this moment, the sword was inserted into his throat obliquely and deeply, and bright red blood pumped out from one side along the wound, which was gushing from the cut carotid artery.

He Ao had already let go of the crutch handle, turned sideways, pulled the pistol from the strong man's hand, removed the magazine, and replaced it with his own gun.

The strong man's gaze followed He Ao, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything. The lack of oxygen and blood loss made his consciousness blur rapidly.

Howo tore off his vest and wrapped it in his hands.

　Seek collection, follow-up, monthly ticket, recommendation

　　
　
(End of this chapter)