Battlefield Contract Worker

??? After clearing the group of chasing soldiers, Lin Rui and others found the white bear in the snow. .."Music>Wen".し

The Russian man had a pool of blood flowing from his body. Jiangan quickly checked his injury and frowned, "The bullet is still inside, and it must be sent for rescue. If it is too late, the situation will not be optimistic."

Lin Rui nodded, "Yelena, Jiangan, you can temporarily help him deal with the wound, and then send him to the evacuation point."

"What about you?" Jiangan looked at him and asked.

"Sergey, you and I go to find that poor bastard." Lin Rui changed a full magazine on the ak47, "Just remember to keep him alive, and I'll ignore the rest."

"If this **** hadn't run away in the chaos, the white bear wouldn't have been hurt by chasing him." Sergey grinned cruelly, "I'm so angry, I'll just wait for your words."

"Lin Rui!" Jiangan grabbed him and said solemnly, "Be careful."

"I know what to do, save the white bear first, and when I find this guy, I'll come over to join you." Lin Rui nodded, turned and followed the footprints with Sergey.

Minorovich is also in a state of embarrassment now. He took a lot of risk to escape from the cemetery and stumbled to the side of the road. To his dismay, the suburban road had no traffic at all on a snowy afternoon.

Minorovich looked around and thought to himself: No! It's too conspicuous here. Whether it's the mercenaries or the people of the secret society, they won't let themselves go. They are all desperate to find themselves. The best way is to find a place nearby to hide. Wait for them to kill each other before trying to get out.

Thinking of this, Minorovich moved his body with difficulty and ran to the other side of the road. But because the snow was too slippery, his body obviously lost his balance and fell heavily.

"God, are you alright?" Minorovich was about to struggle to get up. Suddenly he heard a voice, he was stunned for a moment, and when he slowly turned around, he found a person walking by the road.

The man should be in his twenties or thirties, well-dressed, from the heavy sable coat, silk white scarf and white gloves, one could tell that this man must be rich. The man looked at Minorovich a little surprised and said, "Sir, you look terrible. Do you need any help?"

"No! I'm fine." Minorovich tried to appear normal, covering his handcuffed hands with clothes that draped around his wrists.

He didn't want to be discovered by a casual passer-by, so he just smiled and said, "I just fell and I'm all right. Thank you anyway."

The young man looked at him and said with a half-smile, "How could it be okay? After all, you were imprisoned in an underground prison for 11 years and then kidnapped by a group of mercenaries. If it were me, I would have collapsed. And you It's amazing to be so calm, isn't it?"

Minorovich's heart was beating wildly, but he still said casually, "I'm sorry sir, are you talking about me?"

The young man smiled slightly. "Of course, Minorovich, can I speak to anyone other than you?"

Minorovich knew right away that it was not good, turned around and ran. But he was still a step behind. The young man had already loosened the scarf around his neck, and with a vigorous toss it entangled a foot he was about to take, and with a tug, pulled Minorovich to the ground.

Minorovich fell again into the snow.

The young man walked over step by step, shrugged and said, "I want to leave before I finish speaking. Are you too anxious?"

"Who are you, and what do you want?" Minorovich stood up and shouted alertly.

The young man showed his hands, showing off his white gloves. He smiled slightly, "I have had many names, but many people still like to call me White Gloves."

"White gloves?" Minorovich frowned.

"Yes." White Glove said with a smile, "Mr. Minorovich, it seems that you are really good at escaping from such a heavily guarded place, and the Petak Prison is disturbing. So Someone is going to hire me to maintain order."

"Maintaining order?" Minorovich frowned. "What do you mean?"

White Glove shrugged with a smile, "When you escaped, the Petak underground prison held and held sixty prisoners. And you are the only prisoner alive now. Last night, I ordered the execution of the rest of them. Fifty-nine. This is the first change since my arrival. Time is limited, Minorovic. I can't allow anyone to waste time on a project without any hope."

"What do you mean?" Minorovich looked at the white gloves.

"In the past, if you refused to explain, you could still live. But in my opinion, this is a waste of time. If you refuse to explain, I will execute you immediately, and find other worthwhile business. The world is so big and valuable. There are many projects. In this age of efficiency, why should we hang from a tree?" White Glove shrugged.

Minorovich looked at the white gloves and said, "You won't do this, because you know the value of the design in my hand~www.wuxiahere.com~ You are arresting me for this, this is a way for you to earn A lot of money for the project.”

"Indeed, but my time is earlier." White Glove smiled slightly.

Minorovich only felt a pain in his abdomen, and when he looked down, he was horrified to find a dagger stuck in his lower abdomen. The dagger was pierced so deeply that it almost lost its handle. Blood was flowing down the hilt of the dagger and dripping onto the snow, which was shocking.

The white gloves pushed him away and checked his white-gloved hands. The gloves were still dusty white and not stained with the slightest blood. He also seemed to be afraid of tainting the blood on Minorovich's body, so he took a step to the side and said slowly, "I know you still want to try your luck and try to bargain. It's a pity, I'm not interested, When I do business, it’s just a buy-it-yourself price. Either it’s a buy-it-yourself deal, or I don’t do it at all.”

Minorovich fell to the ground, raised his head with difficulty and said, "Save me... Please help me... I promise everything, I really promise everything." Blood was pouring out of his abdomen. , but he did not dare to draw the dagger. Because he was afraid that he would bleed faster and die faster.

"It's a pity, I didn't want to do business with you today, and what we can't get can't be obtained by others." White Glove turned around gracefully and sighed, "Even if you don't pull out that dagger, it's useless. This dagger has a specially designed blood slot that will quickly bleed you to death. Goodbye, Mr. Minorovich, nice to meet you."

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