As soon as I turned around, suddenly a black gun hole was aimed at her.
Facing the man with blonde hair and tattoo.
He looked at her, sharp eyes, looked up and down, the corners of his lips slightly raised, "you follow me?"
Bo Huan face his black gun hole, also not afraid, just slightly tilted his head, lips show a smile: "right."
She smiles at him and stares at him with her eyes fixed on him. Her appearance makes the pupils of the blond man shrink slightly. She only feels a chill from the bottom of her feet and reaches his spine!
This man, what is he laughing at?
Didn't you see his gun pointing at his head!?
"Who are you!? Why are you following me? " The smile of the man's lips gradually faded away, and the bottom of his eyes showed a little fear.
Yes, it is. He has never seen such a person who is not afraid of death.
Bo Huan is still dressed as a man, wearing a pair of glasses. In fact, no matter what she is dressed up, she can't hide her extremely clear spirit of killing.
It's dangerous at first sight.
And now, thin Huan lips slightly pull, "you don't have to ask me who I am, just tell me something I want to know."
This fell, the man a shock, immediately flashed a touch of irony.
Does this person really not know whether he is dead or alive? He is under his own gun. He has to come to talk to himself about the conditions.
This person even if is a fierce, but can pass the bullet in own hand quickly!?
But he really wanted to know what this man was tracking himself for.
He stares at Bo Huan: "what do you want to know?"
Bo Huan's dim vision, "organ smuggling."
This word falls, that man eye ground immediately sank.
Organ smuggling.
How does this man know he's in contact with this.
But they only mentioned it in the coffee shop before, is it difficult?
now he can't care so much, he asked with a gloomy face: "why do you ask me this, is it difficult..." Is it that you are dying and need an organ transplant? "
At the end of the day, there was a grim irony on his lips.
He does have contact with organ trading. Let alone how this person knows, even if he wants to find organs for transplantation, he needs to go through some special channels.
If you don't even have these channels and come to your door rashly, then who knows whether the other party is an enemy or a friend will not cooperate.
This is the man in front of him. He dares to follow him. Even if this man needs him any more, he will not interfere.
She laughed, and her laughter came from the air. It was low, but it was very cold.
"Sorry to disappoint you. It's not that I need an organ transplant. I just want to ask you, who are you cooperating with, who are they and where they are."
After these words fall, there seems to be a moment of silence in the air.
The blond man's face became very ugly, his eyes darkened, and his hands holding the pistol seemed to shake faintly.
For almost a moment, he remembered what the two Arab companions had said in the cafe.
He said that someone had betrayed them before. As a result, after catching them, he opened a knife from the scalp and tore off the skin directly at both sides, until he tore it to the chest. The traitor died!
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