When the bald eagle broke Victor's third finger, the doctor had to call out the direction of zero. Victor's performance has exceeded the hardness expected by the bald eagle, and the protection of zero is not in line with all the self-centered common sense of this era. The wonderful connection between zero and Victor reminds the bald eagle of the almost forgotten word friendship.
If it's just a dog friend, it's OK, but Victor can't find a place to go until he is broken by LanChi. It's beyond ordinary friendship and contains the taste of intimate friends. Rankie hated this emotion because he did not hesitate to believe that Victor's words must be untrue.
He told the bald eagle that zero had gone to the north in order to find the bad luck of the pachlan chaebol. The encounter between zero and Soren is also clear to Lanqi that he will want to find pachlan, and it is reasonable for him to have bad luck. But intuition tells the bald eagle that Victor is hiding something.
"Listen, man." rankie took out a dagger and put it around Victor's neck. "I don't like to get into trouble and don't want to kill in the city. So for God's sake, tell me everything else I don't know. You see, we can both save a lot of trouble."
Victor forced a smile from his face: "that's all I know, really."
The black man nodded and said helplessly, "then I have to kill you, because I don't want you to inform the soldier."
He said that this is a bluff and turbulent era. Everyone can sell almost anything in order to survive, not to mention the ghost friendship. When the bald eagle doesn't believe in sex and life, Victor dares to hide anything.
Maybe he is right, but he never knows the answer to the question. Because a cold pistol was pointing a black barrel on the back of his head.
Black pupils contract. As a sniper expert, there is no doubt about his sensory acuity. Otherwise, he would not be able to live in the dangerous southwest. However, until the cold smell of metal came from behind his head, Lanqi found that he had been pointed at his head with a gun, which showed that the other party was at least better than him.
"Well, no matter who you are, you are not allowed to kill people in my territory. Now, take your hand away from Mr. victor." it was a lazy voice, and the words were blurred because of what was in your mouth.
Fortunately, rankie heard clearly, so he let go of Victor a little. In order not to cause misunderstanding, he raised his hands, and then the black slowly turned around. A white man with a cigar in his mouth appeared in Lanqi's eyes.
"Hell, if you're a little late, wait for me to collect the body." Victor scolded and stood up from the ground with one hand on the wall.
Master said wrongfully, "man, I found something wrong and followed me. What else do you want me to do? I'm not your personal bodyguard!"
Listening to their dialogue, even deaf people know that they must know each other and have a certain friendship. The bald eagle coughed and said, "if there's nothing wrong, I won't disturb you two to talk about the past."
Master took back his pistol and said faintly, "you can go, but I don't want to see you in this city."
Lanqi smiled: "no problem, this is not the end of my stay. If you don't mind, I want to leave the city immediately."
"Legs grow on you, please." master generously let go and smiled at the bald eagle.
Unfortunately, blacks are not girls who have never seen the world and are indifferent to master's smile. He looked at Victor again, then put away his dagger, walked out of the alley and disappeared into the night of angry reef city.
Master set up the doctor and said, "look, I saved you again."
"I wrote it down. Next time there's mutant tissue in your place, I'll cut it off myself," Victor grinned.
Master turned white and cursed, "crow mouth!"
On the way to the clinic, master handed the doctor a cigarette. Victor anesthetized his pain with nicotine and asked, "why let him go? Don't tell me you suddenly abandoned evil and followed good?"
"Hell, give up evil and do good." master spat and said in a deep voice, "well, it's not that I don't want to move him, but I can't move. Behind that man is parkland. You see, my dear Dr. victor."
Victor was slightly stunned, shook his head and said, "it seems that our soldiers are in trouble."
"Hey, I think I made the right bet. You know, remt has been asking about soldiers recently."
"Remt?"
Master nodded, "yes, that new settlement. Theon knows, he's remt's vice president of the trade union. He's a big man."
"How could he inquire about the soldiers?" said Victor with a frown.
"Because zero once stayed in remt, because he made the noble young master of parkland suffer a little. What's more, remt is never willing to settle for only one couple. Theon has great ambition." master touched his chin and said, "maybe through zero, I can make some deals with him."
Victor was confused. Master knew he didn't understand. He shook his head and said, "in short, if remt wants to rise, he must do something big. In this way, it can win the attention and investment of other companies or chaebols. From the current action, theon wants to bring down parkland, and the key is zero."
Master spits out a cigarette and says: "If I were theon, I would secretly subsidize zero in various ways to bring down parkland. If zero succeeds, theon can stand up and clarify the relationship between the two people. Zero success represents remt's success. On the contrary, if zero fails, theon can stay out as long as he doesn't have a handle in parkland's hands. Parkland can't take him without substantive evidence. So For theon, this is a wonderful plan that can be attacked and defended. "
With the clinic in sight, master let go of the doctor. Victor shook his head and said, "I don't understand or want to understand such a complex thing."
"Of course you don't understand. It's politics, man." master laughed, waved his hands and turned away.
Victor walked into the clinic with master's words echoing in his ears. He murmured, "ambition? When desire loses its shackles, it will either only destroy others or... Only destroy itself..."
Speaking philosophical words, Victor took out a bottle of strong sprinkling from the wine cabinet. The doctor poured a few mouthfuls, and then put one hand on the finger whose joint fell off.
The next moment, the doctor screamed like a pig in the clinic.