A New Character Every Month

Startled, the lame old man hurriedly put down his tools, walked quickly to the door and pulled Lin Zi'an in, then looked around and heaved a sigh of relief when no one saw him.

After closing the rolling shutter door with a bang, he turned his head to look at Lin Zian who was standing inside the house.

Lin Zian smiled and said, "How do you think about it?"

"Wait a mininute."

The lame old man entered the back room with a cautious expression.

After seeing the crippled old man go in, Lin Zian looked around the room, and then took out a pocket watch and a big hand from his body.

There is a button switch on the round dial, and there is no pointer in the center, but it displays like an electronic watch: "12:00:00."

Lin Zian pressed the switch.

The above time starts to move, but counts down.

"11:59:58."

Walking to the workbench at the side, Lin Zian glued it to the back of the table, after confirming that it was firm.

Just sat in the seat and waited.

Not long after, the crippled old man took out a thick folder and handed it to Lin Zian: "This is all the information I can collect about him, not to mention too much, as long as you can help me avenge, I will From now on, your life will be yours."

The words are quite sincere.

"is it?"

Lin Zian looked into the eyes of the lame old man with a playful expression.

The lame old man's eyes flickered for a moment, then he looked away and nodded, "That's right, he killed my two sons. This kind of hatred is irreconcilable. As long as you can kill him, I will definitely keep my promise."

Lin Zian smiled without saying a word, lowered his head and gently twisted the thin thread on the folder, then opened it and took out the information inside.

All I could see was a stack of blank paper.

"This is the information you said?"

Lin Zian raised his head and looked at the lame old man who had retreated to the rolling gate before he knew it.

Whoa!

Suddenly, the rolling gate was pulled to the top from the outside.

Appearing at the door was a group of aggressive men staring at him with ill intentions.

Weapons slung from their waists can be seen through the jackets that several of them had deliberately lifted.

Either a pistol or a submachine gun.

When the lame old man saw the door opened, he shrank quickly and squeezed out from among the group of big men.

Chapter 82 Mobile Arsenal

"Don't blame me."

The voice of the crippled old man came from outside: "What you want to investigate is Harris, the media tycoon. Whether you succeed in this matter or not, I will be implicated. My two sons are already dead, and I don't want to die again."

"Sir, please come with us!"

Hansen looked indifferently at the man in the shop.

He was dressed in ordinary casual attire, with a black beret on his head. Ever since the door was opened, there was a faint smile on his face, and his eyes were narrowed with only a gap left. He looked harmless to humans and animals. .

But his intuition told him that this person was very dangerous.

Even he himself is not necessarily the opponent of this person.

"interesting."

Lin Zian still smiled slightly, and said to the lame old man with only one eye exposed due to his height: "I wish you a good night."

After all, Lin Zian took a few steps forward, and stopped in front of Hansen, who had a vigilant expression and even put his hands on his weapon.

He smiled and said, "Didn't you want me to go with you?"

Hansen froze for a moment, then said: "The weapons on your body need to be handed over to us for safekeeping."

"it is good."

Lin Zian calmly took out a weapon from the clothes on his body that seemed to hide much.

Three pistols, two grenades, a submachine gun, two daggers...

In the end, except for Han Hansen, the rest of the people who didn't understand why their captain was so polite couldn't help but change their expressions.

This is no human, it is clearly a miniature mobile arsenal.

Putting the last weapon on the table next to him, Lin Zian spread his hands: "It's gone."

Hansen came back to his senses and moved out of the way. A group of people surrounded Lin Zian and got into a large car parked on the side of the road.

As the vehicle drove away from the street, a trace of fear appeared in the lame old man's eyes.

I thought that the person who asked me for information was just an ordinary person who wanted revenge.

But judging from the fact that he has so many weapons on his body, it's not 01:30 different from ordinary people.

Fortunately I am cautious enough.

The lame old man thought happily.

Then there was a smile on his face again: "This time the bounty should be good."

"Old cripple, it seems that you have made a fortune this time."

The shopkeeper who originally hid in his shop because of those people who were not easy to mess with at first glance came to this street.

At this time, many people came to the lame old man's shop.

"Having made so much money, why don't you invite guests to come down? Old cripple."

"Damn! Why didn't such a good thing happen to me?"

"Aren't you afraid that they will retaliate against you?"

A group of people are both envious and jealous of the lame old man.

"Oh, a treat? I won't pay you a cent."

The crippled old man smiled disdainfully and said, "Also, do you think he will come back?"

Everyone outside the door cursed loudly, and soon dispersed.

They are very shameless about the behavior of the lame old man.

Yao thought that when he first came to this street to open a shop, he was a poor man who had just lost his two sons.

But then someone found him and wanted to get information about Harris, but he sold it backhand to Harris after earning a sum of money.

The crippled old man has become a stingy and despicable person through and through.

The vehicle carrying Lin Zian was driving fast in the urban area.

Lin Zian sat in the back row, turned his head slightly and saw a few vigilant eyes.

He smiled and looked out the window calmly.

The scene keeps flashing by.

Although I don't know which direction the vehicle is heading, it is likely to be his target this time, where Harris is located.

Instead of looking for it yourself, it is also a good choice to take a ride.

At any time, he recalled the lame old man just now.

It was a victim he found by accident when searching for information on Harris on the Internet.

There used to be a good family, and both sons worked in the company owned by Harris, but they were silenced because of certain things in the end, and the lame old man's legs also became lame at that time.

Because of the information that the crippled old man had spread on the Internet, and because he was not far away, Lin Zian found him.

Although judging from the current situation, the process is different from what he imagined, but the result should be similar.

Lin Zian turned his head, looked at the man sitting opposite him who had been staring at him, and said with a smile, "Don't you need to wear a hood?"

Hansen shook his head: "No need."

Lin Zian smiled without saying a word.

After half an hour.

The vehicle drove into a luxurious manor located in the outskirts. ?

As the car door opened, Lin Zian got out of the car amidst many vigilant eyes, and looked at the surrounding scenery with great interest. ?

Although it is much worse than Wang Shijie, this original ecology seems to have a different feeling.

When he walked to the gate of the house in front, a man with an airplane head suddenly took a step forward, and pushed Lin Zian fiercely with both hands: "Go in!"

Lin Zian quickly avoided with a side step, and the man who was about to push fell to the ground with a plop due to inertia. ?

"Isn't this the legendary fall on the flat ground? It's so polite to give me a show."

Lin Zian turned around with a smile on his face.

"you!"

The man at the head of the plane had a stinky face and got up to rush towards Lin Zian, but was blocked by Hansen next to him.

"Captain, he..."

Just as the man at the head of the plane was about to speak, Hansen shook his head seriously, so he turned his head and gave Lin Zian a bitter look.

Lin Zian naturally smiled at this useless stare.

If being stared at would result in injury or death, he would have died countless times by now.

Occasionally, it is not bad to experience this kind of thing that others think you are unhappy, but you have nothing to do with it. ????

Not long after, Lin Zian was brought into a study.