Chapter 143

"That's right. This is a good brother." Huang Dajun patted the steering wheel and said.

"Oh, by the way, boss, I just received a phone call from Zhao Dong. He asked all the security guards of Zhao's group to gather at the place where you are filming today, so that we can search and rescue. I left some people to guard the building, and most other people were sent to the scene."

"How can you explain to her that you are not going?" Chen Hannan asked.

"I said I was after the man who killed you."

Speaking of this, Huang Dajun looked at Chen Hannan and said, "boss, why don't you call Zhao Dong? Her love for you is like a torrent of water. I heard that she is still at the scene of rescue, and her tears are almost dry."

Chen Hannan shook his head and said, "if you want to say that I told her a long time ago, it's because I can't tell her that I want to let the enemy see Zhao Yubing's sadness, so that I can believe that I'm dead. My move is called drawing the snake out of the hole, and the purpose is to annihilate the enemy at one stroke. Otherwise, there will be endless trouble in the future."

Abramovich, the three of them took a car and soon came to the suburbs of Central South City. The car drove to the location marked in the mail. Sure enough, after driving in the suburbs of Central South City for nearly 15 minutes, Abramovich saw a large factory nearby by moonlight. The lights were on in the factory, which was very conspicuous in the suburbs.

"That's it. Drive in here." When they saw the factory building, they were very happy. This was their first contact with the organization in five years when they came to China.

As long as they come here, they can safely return home. This is what they are most concerned about. After all, no matter how good foreign countries are, they can't compare with their own countries. Moreover, these years in China, they have saved a sum of money and returned to their motherland. For a long time, they don't have to worry about money. On the other hand, this is also a problem Back home in glory.

The car drove along a path to the factory building, and soon came to the outside of the factory building.

Abramovich got out of the car and went to the door of the factory. They patted on the iron door a few times. Soon, the door was opened from inside, and a man with a flat head stretched out his head and looked at them. Then they came in.

Abramovich three people into the factory, but found that the inside empty in addition to hanging in a seven or eight meters high position of a high-power light bulb, there is nothing else.

On the left side of the gate, there is an office. The light is also on in this office. The door is half closed and the light is projected out of the door, which makes Abu trio look forward to meeting the contact person in the organization. In this way, they can ask the contact person to send them back to their motherland as soon as possible.

Just at this time, the door of the office was opened, and a middle-aged man in a windbreaker came out. His hair was carefully treated with wax, and his hair was parted to the left. Because of the wax, his hair was close to his head, and it was dark and shiny under the light.

The middle-aged man's figure is very slender. With his windbreaker, his good figure is more prominent.

The middle-aged man, holding a piece of silk cloth in his hand, covered his nose and walked slowly to the three men, which showed that he seemed to be very tired of the moldy smell in the factory. If you look carefully, you should be able to see that the middle-aged man has a tail finger on his hand.

The middle-aged man came up to Abramovich, put down the silk cloth and said to him, "are you Abramovich?"

"Yes, I'm Abu. Our organization sent us to China five years ago." Abramovich said politely to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man said in a voice: "it's called raising troops for a thousand days. In the past five years, the organization has not given you any tasks. The person who was responsible for contacting you has also died. Now, it's me. My name is Kenichi Yamamoto, your contact person in Huaxia."

"Hello, Mr. Kenichi Yamamoto. I'm glad to work under you." During his five years in China, Abramovich learned the most about flattery, especially when he was on the set. Those people would try their best to flatter themselves in order to get a role in the upper class, and they would follow the rules.

Kenichi Yamamoto didn't put out his hand. Instead, he looked at the three men with a smile, and then said, "I read the news. You've done a good job today. Now Chen Hannan is buried in the ruins, and his life and death are uncertain. It's estimated that he will be more or less lucky."

Abramovich said quickly, "yes, that Chen Hannan must have been killed. Mr. Yamamoto, we have finished our task. Can we send us back to our motherland? "

The three are looking forward to Kenichi Yamamoto. They have been exposed. If they stay in China, they will be caught sooner or later.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Kenichi Yamamoto said with a smile: "is it that you are exposed when you do this? They know you did it? "

Abramovich's face changed and he quickly denied: "no, absolutely not! We're not exposed. "

He is a member of the organization. He knows the work style of the organization. If the task is exposed, it is likely to be cleaned up by the organization. He has seen this scene in the organization. Therefore, the things that the three of them have been exposed must not be told, otherwise, death is likely to greet them.Yamamoto's eyes narrowed, "right? Are you sure you're not exposed? "

"No! I swear Abramovich said positively.

"Oh, well, I'll take you to a place that's absolutely safe." Yamamoto nodded and said with a big smile on his face.

Abramovich saw the smile on Yamamoto's face, and his heart finally came down. It seems that he can really go back to his motherland this time.

Kenichi Yamamoto slowly put the cloth into his pocket, then looked at his watch, then looked at the Abu trio, and said, "when do you want to go home?"

"The sooner the better." Abramovich really doesn't want to stay in China. He will return to his motherland as soon as possible and live a good life in the future.

"Can't wait?" Yamamoto once again laughed, "since you are so worried, I will send you home now."

"Thank you, Mr. Yamamoto. Thank you, Mr. Yamamoto!" Three people excitedly say.

Yamamoto put his hand into his pocket, and the smile on his face suddenly solidified. Then the next moment, Abramovich saw a shadow rushing towards him.

Just for a moment, Abramovich felt his neck chilly.

Subconsciously, he touched his neck with his hand. Abramovich found that his neck had been cut, his throat had been cut, and blood donation rushed out along his neck. Abramovich's hand was soon covered with blood.

The pain came after three seconds. Abramovich put his hands around his neck and tried to speak, but found that he couldn't make any sound at all.

Abramovich looks at Kenichi Yamamoto with angry eyes, but it's too late. He just feels that his consciousness is rapidly disappearing. Soon, he can't support it any more. He falls to the ground, struggles on the ground for a few times, and then dies.

as like as two peas in the next two, Abu fell down and died after Abu fell.

Yamamoto holds a dagger in his hand. There is a trace of blood on the dagger. He takes out a silk cloth from his pocket and slowly cleans the blood on the dagger. Then he throws away the cloth and takes the dagger back to his pocket.

"I don't like dishonest people very much," he said coldly, looking at the bodies of the three men

Then he saw two people standing beside him and said, "the people we are waiting for should have come. Turn on the light outside and show our guests the way."

With that, Kenichi Yamamoto walked out of the factory slowly.

"What about this man?" Just out of the factory, a man in black asked Kenichi Yamamoto. What he was holding in his hand was the driver who was driving three people from Abu.

Yamamoto did not look at each other, understatement said: "kill."

When he finished these two words, a lamp outside the factory was lit, and the square garden was lit more than ten meters away. It was an open space, empty and very empty.

But Kenichi Yamamoto pointed to a place not far away with his hand, and then began to shout: "guests from afar, after walking so long, it's hard, stop and enjoy."

Thirty meters away from Kenichi Yamamoto, there is a car with Chen Hannan sitting on it.

Huang Dajun asked Chen Hannan, "boss, do we want to go there?"

Chen Hannan said with a wry smile: "it's all come to this stage. Your master has finally appeared behind the scenes. If I don't go there, I will be restless all my life." When Chen Hannan said this, he turned to Huang Dajun and said to Guo Meng, "this evening will be a tough battle. The other side is a vicious terrorist. You should think carefully whether you want to go with me or not, because you are likely to die."

Huang Dajun said with a smile: "boss, since I'm here with you, I'm not afraid of death. Besides, I haven't been active for a long time, so I can have a good activity tonight. "

"Me too." Guo Meng has been very few words, only to see him firmly looking ahead, his eyes flashed a ray of light, showing that he is very looking forward to the fight.

"Good!" Chen Hannan's face moved, this is the real brother of life and death.

He took out two pistols and handed them out to them, saying: "take this, don't love to fight. If you see something wrong, shoot immediately. Remember, don't be a hero at this time. The only purpose is to win the battle on the basis of saving your life, OK?" Chen Hannan said solemnly.

They took the pistol and nodded solemnly, "I know!"