Chapter 1323

Name:Mercenary War Author:ru shui yi
Gao Yang felt that he was in shape. He looked at his watch. The time had reached the time point mentioned on the 13th, but Tim Davidson didn't go home.

Gao Yang raised his hand, clicked the gold watch on his wrist, and then spread out his hands.

The 13th looked straight and said, "Sir, I said that if there was no accident, Mr. Davidson would come back at this time. Now the situation is an accident."

He heaved a sigh and said, "well, shall we continue to wait or leave?"

No. 13 said in a deep voice, "wait."

Gao Yang made a face helplessly, and then suddenly said to the air, "shadow, what's the situation?"

"Mr. Davidson has a regular life. He didn't go home. Maybe he was in a traffic jam or died in a car accident. How do I know why he didn't go home now? You know I didn't follow him at this time."

Gao Yang said helplessly, "OK, OK, I'll continue to wait."

After that, Gao Yang stood up from the sofa and said in a deep voice, "can you give me another cocktail? I don't really study cocktails, so what cocktails do you think are suitable for the current atmosphere? Can you recommend one to me?"

The 13th leaned slightly and said, "Moscow Mule, a cocktail based on vodka that I personally like very much."

Gao Yang snapped his fingers and said with a smile, "very good, thank you."

Gao Yang turned around and looked at the scenery outside the glass window. After a few eyes, he couldn't help sighing: "man, I have to admit that Mr. Davidson is very good at enjoying life. Oh, man, you don't have to mix wine. Our Mr. Davidson is back."

Gao Yang's position could see the gate, and he saw that a car had driven to the gate. He just stopped for a moment, and the iron gate had been slowly opened.

Gao Yang stepped back two steps to avoid being seen standing behind the glass window. Then he said to No. 13, who was mixing wine: "Mr. Davidson is back. Should we wait elsewhere?"

On the 13th, he was pouring vodka into the mixing pot. He didn't lift his head and said, "no, Mr. Davidson has some obsessive-compulsive disorder. He will come to this room and won't stay downstairs too much. After the driver put him down, he will leave from work, so we'll wait here. After two minutes and thirty seconds, he will stand in front of you, sir."

On the 13th, he didn't stop mixing wine. He shrugged and said, "well, I'll sit on this sofa and wait for Mr. Davidson to push the door in to scare him."

Gao Yang really sat back on the sofa, his fingers beating the tea table in front of him regularly, and on the 13th, he continued to concentrate on making his cocktail.

After almost two minutes and thirty seconds, Gao Yang smiled and said, "Leonard, things are beyond your control again. It's two minutes and thirty seconds, and our guest, no, the host didn't go home."

The 13th said in a deep voice, "there's an accident again."

Just then, Gao Yang heard a little girl chirping, but he didn't hear footsteps, but it's normal to think of the thick carpet without footsteps.

On the 13th, he picked up his finished cocktail, left the bar and began to walk towards Gaoyang. At this time, the door was pushed open. A man stepped back and entered the living room with a large box in his hand. After the man stepped backward, a four or five-year-old girl, a smiling blonde, followed, He is a smiling man in his fifties.

No one noticed the high rise on the sofa, and when a woman looked up from the little girl in front of her and saw No. 13 carrying a cocktail, she was stunned first, and then made a short and frightened cry.

The man who came in with his back to the door turned and was shocked when he saw No. 13 in the middle of the living room and sitting on the sofa with a smile on his face. Then he left the box in his hand and reached out to his waist.

On the 13th, he held the wine glass in his left hand, touched it in his right hand, and then shook his hand and shot it.

The man holding the box trembled and fell to the ground. After falling to the ground, he still twitched. On the 13th, he just glanced coldly at the screaming woman and Tim Davidson, whose eyes widened because of shock, attached himself to put the cocktail of his left hand on the tea table in front of Gao Yang and said in a deep voice: "Sir, the Moscow Mule you want."

After the light finish, the 13th stood up straight again, put the pistol with his right hand at the three people who had been completely stupid, and then walked to the man lying on the ground.

Gao Yang held the wine glass in his right hand, then stood up from the sofa, turned up the corners of his mouth, exposed a few white teeth, and said in a very happy voice: "Hello, Mr. Davidson, nice to meet you."

The woman hugged the little girl in her arms and looked at No. 13 walking in front of her with a frightened face, while Tim Davidson stared at her and said, "who are you? What do you want to do?"

The 13th has come to the fallen man and followed the wire with one end on the man and one end in his hand. Yes, the Taser gun used by the 13th.

The man who was shocked and lost his mobility was not dead, but when he came to his body, No. 13 spared the man's neck for two weeks with the insulated copper wire on the gun.

Without looking at Davidson, he stood in front of him and looked at his little girl with a frightened face. On the 13th, he suddenly tightened the wire and tightly strangled the bodyguard who had lost his ability to move.

The little girl screamed in horror, and the woman screamed. While covering the little girl's head in her arms, she screamed, "stop! Stop! What are you doing!"

The little girl bravely turned her head. Although she was hugged by her mother and couldn't move, she still shouted at the 13th in a sharp voice: "let go of Uncle Blake!"

The expression on No. 13's face did not change. Tim Davidson's pupils dilated because of surprise and fear. He planned to reach out and push No. 13 away, but finally chose to shout.

"Stop, you're strangling him."

On the 13th, he still had no intention to stop. His expression was calm as if he were tightening his shoelaces, rather than strangling someone.

"Stop, didn't you hear what Mrs. Davidson and miss Sylvie said? They're asking you to stop, and we should respect the choices of women, especially beautiful women."

On the 13th, he immediately loosened the wire in his hand, coldly left Tim Davidson, and pulled out a pistol Gao Yang had never seen from the bodyguard's waist.

Waiting for the 13th, he stood up, walked aside, smiled and said enthusiastically, "Hello, Mr. Davidson, nice to meet you. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Gao Yang's eyes are very complex, indifferent, with some lofty pride, some disdain, the calm brought by ignoring everything, and the light joy brought by catching the prey. This light joy is very key, because Gao Yang never shows special joy.

Eyes are the window of the soul. If Davidson intends to read something from Gao Yang's eyes and he does have this ability, he must be able to read something. Davidson, who had no intention to resist, immediately lowered his head and whispered: "Sir, what do you want? We can talk about anything. Please don't hurt my family."

Gao Yang shook his glass, took a sip of the cocktail, leaned slightly and said politely, "we're meeting for the first time. Please allow me to introduce the purpose of my coming this time. The reason for my coming this time is very simple, and the result I want is also very simple. Oh, sorry, please wait a minute. Hi, what pistol are you holding? I haven't seen it."

Gao Yang suddenly interrupted. His attention seemed to be attracted by the gun on number 13, so he stretched out his hand and waved to number 13.

On the 13th, he walked up to Gao Yang, turned the handle of the gun upside down, put the pistol in Gao Yang's hand, and said in a deep voice: "Sir, this is a five seven pistol from FN company, with a caliber of 5.7mm. FN company names this gun after the caliber. It launches ss190 bullets, with a loading capacity of 20 rounds. It has strong penetration. It can penetrate standard bulletproof vests within the effective range. The built-in hammer is more popular with the guards because of its large loading capacity and light weight."

Gao Yang took the pistol in his hand. After looking at the pistol, he took a sip with a wine glass in his left hand and said curiously: "can you puncture the bulletproof vest?"

Gao Yang pointed a gun at the bodyguard lying on the ground with his right hand, and then said to Tim Davidson with interest, "is he wearing a bulletproof vest?"

Tim Davidson swallowed his saliva and shook his head. "No."

Gao Yang's face twisted, then reluctantly shook his head, pointed the pistol at the bodyguard on the ground, then turned his head to the other side and pulled the trigger.

After pulling the trigger twice in a row, the gun didn't ring, but the woman covered her daughter and screamed again.

"Sir, you didn't open the insurance."

Gao Yang handed the gun to No. 13 with a worried face, and then said to Tim Davidson, "soon, please wait a minute. I can introduce myself soon."

No. 13 pulled the sleeve and opened the insurance. He handed the gun to Gao Yang again and said in a deep voice, "this time, sir."

Gao Yang easily pointed the muzzle of the gun at the bodyguard on the ground, then turned his head in the opposite direction, and then pulled the trigger.

After the bang of a gun, the bodyguard's legs began to bleed. The unconscious bodyguard began to tremble unconsciously because of pain, and the woman screamed again, turned her head and opened her eyes. When she saw the bodyguard, she said angrily, "Falk! It's crooked."