When the bald eagle snapped off Victor's third finger, the doctor had to call out Zero's whereabouts. Victor's performance has surpassed the unexpected toughness of the bald eagle, and the defense of zero does not conform to all the self-centered common sense of this era. The wonderful connection between Zero and Victor reminded Bald Eagle of the almost forgotten word friendship.
It would be fine if they were just dog-meat friends, but Victor didn't recruit Zero until Lan Qi crushed three of his fingers. Lan Qi hated this kind of emotion, because he believed without hesitation that Victor's words must be true.
He told the bald eagle that Zero had gone to the northern lands in order to find the Parkland chaebol's bad luck. Lan Qi also knew the encounter between Zero and Sauron, and it was reasonable for him to want to find Parklan bad luck. But his intuition told Bald Eagle that Victor was hiding something else.
"Listen, buddy." Lan Qi took out a dagger and put it on Victor's neck: "I don't like to cause trouble, and I don't want to kill people in the city. So for God's sake, put Let me tell you all the other things I don't know. You see, it will save us both 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 no choice but to kill you, because I don't want you to inform that soldier."
He was bluffing, in turbulent times, everyone can sell almost anything in order to survive, not to mention that fictitious hellish friendship. The bald eagle didn't believe that Victor dared to hide anything when his life was at stake.
Maybe he's right, but he'll never know the answer to the question. Because a cold pistol was pointing the black barrel at the back of his head.
The pupils of the black man contracted. As a sniper expert, his sensory acumen is beyond doubt, otherwise he would not be able to live in the dangerous Southwestern land until now. However, it wasn't until the cold breath of metal came from behind his head that Lan Qi realized that someone had pointed a gun at his head, which meant that the other party was at least smarter than him.
"Okay, no matter who you are, you are not allowed to kill people in my territory. Now, take your hands away from Mr. Victor." It was a lazy voice, and because What makes the spoken words ambiguous.
Fortunately, Lan Qi heard clearly, so he let go of Victor a little bit. He raised his hands in order not to cause the other party's misunderstanding, then the black man turned around slowly, and a white man with a cigar in his mouth appeared in Lan Qi's eyes.
"Damn, if you come a little later, wait for me to collect the body." Victor cursed, standing up from the ground with one hand on the wall.
Master said with a look of injustice: "Dude, I found something wrong and followed me out. What do you think of me? I'm not your personal bodyguard!"
Listening to the conversation between the two, even a deaf person knows that the two must know each other and have a certain friendship. The bald eagle coughed dryly and said, "If there's nothing else, I won't bother the two of you to catch up on the old days."
Master withdrew his pistol and said calmly, "You can go, but in this city, I don't want to see you again."
Lan Qi smiled: "No problem, this is not the end of my stay. If you don't mind, I want to leave the city immediately."
"The legs are on your body, please." Master generously moved out of the way, and smiled charmingly at the bald eagle.
It's a pity that black people are not ignorant girls who are indifferent to Master's smile. He glanced at Victor again, then put away his dagger and walked out of the alley, disappearing into the night of Fury Reef City.
Master picked up the doctor and said, "Look, I saved you again."
"I've made a note of it. Next time, if there is a mutated tissue in your place, I will cut it off with my own hands." Victor grinned.
Master's face immediately turned pale, and he cursed, "Crow's Mouth!"
On the way to the clinic, Master handed the doctor a cigarette. Victor anesthetized the pain in his hand with nicotine, and asked, "Why let him go, don't tell me you suddenly abandoned evil and followed good?"
"Damn the devil and follow the good." Master spat, and said in a deep voice, "Well, it's not that I don't want to touch him, but that I can't. Behind that man is Parklan, so you understand, right? , my dear Dr. Victor."
Victor was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and said, "It seems that our soldiers are in trouble."
"Hey, I think I made the right bet. You know, Remut has also been inquiring about Dabing recently."
"Remut?"
Master nodded and said, "That's right, that emerging settlement. Theon knows, he is the vice chairman of Remut's trade union, and he is a big man."
"How could he inquire about the soldiers?" Victor frowned.
"Because Zero once stayed in Remut, and because he made that noble young master in Parkland suffer a little bit. And because Remut is absolutely unwilling to only choose An, that Theon is very ambitious." Ma Si Te touched his chin and said, "Maybe through Zero, I can make a few deals with him."
Victor was at a loss, and Master knew he couldn't understand, so he shook his head and said: "Simply put, if Remut wants to rise, it must do something big. Only in this way can it win the attention of other companies or chaebols." And investment. Judging from the current actions, Theon wants to bring Parkland down, and the key is zero."
Master took a puff of his cigarette and said, "If I were Theon, I would first secretly use various methods to subsidize Zero to bring down Parklan. If Zero succeeds, then Theon can stand up and reveal the relationship between the two. Zero's Success means Remut's success. Conversely, if there is zero failure, Theon can stay out of the matter as long as he has no evidence that it falls into Parkland's hands. There is no real evidence, and Parkland can't do anything about him. So the pair En speaking, it is a good strategy to advance and attack, and to retreat and defend.”
With the clinic in sight, Master let go of the doctor. Victor shook his head and said, "I don't understand and don't want to understand such a complicated thing."
"Of course you don't understand, this is politics, buddy." Master laughed, waved his hands and turned away.
Victor walked into the clinic, Master's words still echoing in his ears. He murmured: "Ambition? When desire loses its shackles, either it can only destroy others, or... it can only destroy itself..."
Speaking philosophical words, Victor took out a bottle of Liquor from the wine cabinet. The doctor gulped a few mouthfuls, and then pressed his hand on the finger that had lost its joint.
The next moment, the doctor's screams like killing a pig sounded in the clinic.
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