"Who? What do you do?"
Owen responded casually, his thoughts still staying at the night of the King of Gambling, which was about to become his cash cow. So some absent-mindedly asked about the identity of the other party.
"His name is Xavier Lucas. He used to be a mercenary. He said he brought some news and wanted to get a guarantee of safety."
Little Evans replied very nervously. Although he felt more embarrassed as he spoke, he still stubbornly expressed his meaning.
Xavier Lucas
Isn't this the name Andrew specifically mentioned to him? How could it be him
After hearing the name, Owen couldn't help but froze a little, his face inadvertently showed a little astonishment.
Looking at the cautious face of William Evans, Andrew's face once again appeared in Owen's mind.
"Be careful recently, don't get yourself involved."
Owen recalled Andrew's original words, recalled the other side's thoughtful, but always weird expression, and suddenly wondered if he was being tricked by that bastard.
Doesn't that guy already know this when he comes to find him
Irving was not sure of his guess.
It's just that no matter what calculations the guy named Lucas is making, he must be meeting people.
Even though I have decided not to participate in these messy things, I can't always keep myself in a state of being in the dark because I am afraid of being involved in it
Don't listen to what Lucas really wants, the ghost knows that those things have something to do with that guy!
It's just that I didn't expect it! My own little subordinate actually has friendship with the undercover mercenary sent out by Jian Guo.
After thinking in silence for a while, he took a meaningful look at the young man who was already so nervous because of his silence that he couldn't stand upright.
"Since that Mr. Lucas said there is something I want, please come in! Just let me take a look at your benefactor of the Evans family."
When Owen spoke of the word benefactor, his tone was very light and light. Such an elusive tone immediately made Little Evans feel shuddering.
"You are a smart man, Evans, I think... Your family should have no other favors to pay back, right?"
Listening to Mr. Owen's words, little Evans licked his dry lips nervously, and hurriedly expressed his attitude.
"No, no. There will never be such a thing again, Mr. Owen."
Feeling that his back was completely wet, Evans nodded and bowed indecently to Owen, and quickly left the room after getting permission from the other party.
After beating his subordinates who were too young and naive. Mr. Owen raised his seat, and after making himself look more imposing, silently waited for his uninvited guest.
Although the entire building belongs to the first row of Mr. Owen and has its own set of monitoring equipment, the monitoring of this office building is much more elaborate than ordinary office buildings because of the very special tenant on the top floor.
So when Bai Hao knocked on the door and entered the room full of display screens, he couldn't help being surprised by the monitoring measures on the entire wall.
"Are you looking for someone?"
The middle-aged man sitting in front of the monitor looked a little curiously at the strange Chinese man in front of him, his face seemed to have some unhappiness after being disturbed.
"No, I'm not looking for someone. I'm looking for a monitor."
Suddenly, when the security guard sitting in front of the monitor suddenly started talking, Bai Hao instantly recovered his senses and thought of what he should do, smiling and pulling out the gun from his pocket.
Seeing Bai Hao taking out the gun from his clothes, and seeing Bai Hao's undisguised smiling face, the security guards sitting on the swivel chair suddenly burst into laughter.
"Look for surveillance? Hahahaha, boy, can you use a gun? Just like you, I'm afraid I haven't fired a shot since I was a kid!"
"It's alright, don't laugh. Let the yellow-skinned monkey see what it means to shoot. This guy is so stupid that he doesn't even cover his face and he takes a toy to ask Yang Wei, then we have to Let him know what regret is!"
Hearing the laughter of several security guards, Bai Hao frowned slightly, his face suddenly ugly.
He didn't know how stupid his face without covering his face was for these self-righteous bodyguards. After all, when a normal guy is doing bad things like robbery threats, he often won't expose his face.
But the question is, with the Blue Blade, is his Young Master Bai Hao afraid that someone will recognize him? He doesn't need it at all!
What kind of masks, masks, masks or anything that can prevent others from prying into your own face, even if they are easy to use, can they be useful for people to forget their arrival in the subconscious
of course not!
And in that case, why should Bai Hao bother to prepare things that are very uncomfortable and might even become evidence
It's just that no one underestimates that it is a very uncomfortable thing.
After listening to the taunts of the two Jian Guomen who were much taller than him, he saw the two guys and then stood up from the chair in agreement. Bai Hao thought and thought, and finally put the pistol back too hot. In the inner pocket of the jacket.
Although the more important reason is that gunshots can easily attract outside attention, looking at the current posture, I really am not used to using guns!
Seeing Bai Hao withdraw the pistol from his clothes, the two security guards who had removed the batons from their bodies laughed louder.
"Hahahaha, did you see it? Jetton? That guy put his gun away again!"
"Very well, kid. Since you took the initiative to put away the gun, our brothers will also consider letting you eat less..."
Bai Hao silently looked at the two security guards who were laughing and joking and didn't consider themselves a thing at all. One strode forward to the white bodyguard with a dreadlock, and punched the other side's stomach.
I don't know if it was because of underestimating the enemy. In short, after Bai Hao's punch, his whole body was instantly stunned, and then he bent down.
Another security guard Lao Tzu's own companion who was not attacked was punched by Bai Hao, and his face instantly became vicious.
"Are you fucking looking for death?"
The other young man who was slightly shorter but also looked stronger at the same time roared like this, waving his baton and hitting Bai Hao.
Compared to the security guard who didn't know what was happening until his companion was so painful to play, his actions and reactions were obviously much faster.
Or to be more precise, after Bai Hao knocked down one of the security guards, he had already set the second security guard as his goal.
Because of this, before the baton hit him, Bai Hao, who had been prepared, missed his body, grabbed the opponent's wrist while holding the baton, and then hooked it up from the bottom with another fist. Go up.
When Blue Blade finished dealing with the little girl at the front desk and rushed to the monitoring room, the two security guards who were still bluffing had both been put on the ground by Bai Hao.
Even in the bad, Bai Hao was a ruthless person who could control Yuquanshan guards. Compared with those professional big-head soldiers, what are the two bodyguards who have not been able to move their hands for 800 years
"You just beat them up like that?"
The Blue Blade who entered the monitoring room asked in disbelief, Bai Hao, who was naturally sitting on the swivel chair with this face,
Seeing the blue and purple marks on the faces of the two men, they suddenly felt a bit of toothache.
Although I am very happy to see the result of Bai Hao's beating, but...
Is it a bit too much to slap the face
To be honest, as a professional killer, Blue Blade has always been this opportunity to use this simplest method to snatch and kill people. So I really haven't bothered to do such a thing.
"Isn't there still you? This matter will be made into a security fight!"
Bai Hao smiled at Lan Blade to please. A little embarrassed, he turned his head and didn't look at the two guys who had been beaten into pig heads. Trying to find a way to talk about bricks, he tried to draw Blue Blade's attention from the two pig-headed faces.
I was too impulsive, and it was still embarrassing to see my own work with my own eyes.
"None of this is important... Blue Blade, you come to see the monitoring, there are no mistakes in the opinions you guessed before, Lucas got on the elevator on the highest floor..." (to be continued)