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On the streets of Moscow, an unconventional short-haired beauty leaned against a streetlight with a cigarette in her mouth. People passing by all glanced at her with surprise: because she had a large tattoo on her left cheek.
The tattoo is an irregular pattern, which looks a bit mysterious and makes this beauty look a bit bad.
A man in a suit and ties passing by whistled and said with a smile, "How much does it cost per night?"
The beautiful woman smiled uninhibitedly when she heard this, and the man was fascinated. The next moment, a middle finger appeared in front of him, and he just smiled and turned around to leave. Moscow has been in chaos recently, and no one will stop for anyone.
47 stood at the corner in the distance, holding a photo in his hand. By comparison, the beautiful woman is the person in the photo. 47 put the photo in his arms with an expressionless face and strode forward.
?? 47, who is 1.8 meters tall, extremely strong and wearing a suit, successfully caught the beauty's attention. However, he just glanced past her and didn't pay attention.
¡°As everyone knows, it is precisely because of this beauty¡¯s expressionless face that it arouses 47¡¯s high vigilance. 47 I will never forget that this woman was claimed by the organization to be an eyewitness.
A woman who has witnessed herself sniping and killing others sees nothing unusual about herself. That is the biggest abnormality.
It seems that it was indeed sold. 47 frowned slightly, but there was no doubt that the organization would use such a person to seduce him to show his face, so this woman was by no means an irrelevant figure.
Let¡¯s take control first! 47 made up his mind and stepped even firmer.
But the next moment, a urgent call sounded from behind him.
"Lie down!" 47 remembered clearly. This voice was exactly what he heard last night, the Chinese who called himself Fang.
Instinctively, he quickly fell to the ground. The next moment, a gunshot broke the tranquility of the street. A passerby next to 47 instantly fell down holding his stomach.
47 suddenly raised his head, and frowned at a disappearing figure in the distance. It was faintly visible that that person also had a big bald head.
"Man, you have to thank me." Yun Nuo and Zhou Qian'er trotted to 47's side. 47 got up without changing his expression and said calmly: "It seems that this matter is indeed what you said, someone wants to kill me."
"Hmm, it looks like we can work together." Yun Nuo smiled slightly.
47 shook his head slightly: "I like to be alone."
"But now, there is no doubt that you need my help. At least, this matter will be better if someone helps, right? At least we have the same purpose, and the speed of completing the matter will be faster." Yunnuo shrugged.
47 stared at Yun Nuo, and suddenly said in surprise: "Actually, I'm very surprised why there are only six of you."
"Well, how many do you think it should be?" Yunnuo raised his eyebrows.
47 said calmly: "At least there are more than thirty brown bears known to us. Well, our target has escaped."
Yunnuo followed his gaze and saw the back of a woman who had run away appeared in front of her.
"How far can she run?" Yunnuo grinned.
Zhou Qianer followed Yunnuo without saying a word, but looked around cautiously.
¡°Yes.¡± 47 responded and took a step forward.
Yunnuo looked at his watch, walked side by side with him, and said calmly: "Avert your eyes first, that woman is in K Hotel 502, I will wait for you at the bar counter."
"I know." 47 turned and left.
Zhou Qian'er didn't wait until 47 was far away, then she said with some dissatisfaction: "Boss, he is so dragging, do we have to cooperate with him?"
Yunnuo said with some melancholy: "If we were like the brown bears, with more than thirty people, we would definitely not need it."
With a dumb smile, Yunnuo shook his head: "Okay, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, let's go."
The two of them got into the alley in a hectic manner. Behind them, a Russian in casual clothes soon lost sight of his target.
The Russian raised his collar and said with a serious face to the microphone hidden inside: "Report, the Chinese are in contact with 47. I lost them again."
"I know, it's okay." A voice came in response, and the man immediately turned around and disappeared into the crowd.
The passerby who was shot and fell to the ground was lying in a pool of blood, no one cared about him.
More than ten minutes later, the ambulance arrived, but it was too late.
At this moment, Yunnuo and Zhou Qianer walked to a luxury five-star hotel in Moscow.
Take it outAfter Xiaolong and the others got a small room with the money they got from their black market contacts, Yunnuo and Zhou Qianer slowly sat down in the bar on the third floor of the hotel. In the afternoon, there were not many people in the bar. Only a few people sat in the bar and watched TV.
Yunnuo ordered a glass of vodka, sat on the sofa with Zhou Qianer, and waited patiently.
Not long after, a bald man came over, strode to sit next to Yun Nuo, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
"Let's go." 47 looked at the clock on the wall. Five forty-two.
Yunnuo smiled slightly: "She's not here yet."
¡°Huh?¡± 47 raised his eyebrows.
"But she comes every day at six o'clock in the afternoon." Old God Yunnuo sat there, watching the news on TV and passing the time.
47¡¯s thumb and index finger rubbed together involuntarily, and he raised the glass but did not drink.
The hour hand turned slowly and finally stopped at six o'clock.
The number of people in the bar gradually increased. After all, this is still a restaurant in the hotel, and the guests gradually came down to have dinner.
At 6:17, a woman with short hair walked in from the gate. The tattoo on her face attracted many people's attention.
Yunnuo suddenly spoke, his voice undetectable: "47, look behind you."
47 did not look back, but nodded slightly: "I know, who is going?"
"You." Yunnuo glanced at him, 47 stood up with understanding, took out a small plastic bag containing white powder from his suit pocket, and poured it into the palm of his hand.
Behind her, the short-haired woman was drinking a drink alone. Behind her was a middle-aged man in a suit. The middle-aged man also held up his wine glass and took a sip from time to time, but his eyes kept looking around. Yunnuo knew that it was either a bodyguard or a killer, so he had to take the lead in getting rid of it.
47 When he walked to the middle-aged man, a lighter suddenly dropped. He calmly bent down to pick up the lighter, but with a slight movement of his fingers, the white powder fell accurately into the middle-aged man's wine glass.
The middle-aged man¡¯s attention was attracted by the dropped lighter. He had no idea that someone had added something to his wine glass.
47 went to the bar to ask for a cigarette and then came back. He put the cigarette on the table and said with a calm expression: "I'll take care of it in a minute. You should follow closely."
"Hmm." Yunnuo picked up the cigarette, looked at the white powder on the butt of the cigarette with interest, and took a slight sniff.
There is no smell at all.
"Laxative." Zhou Qian'er whispered, took the cigarette and threw it aside.
Yunnuo smiled silently. Is it possible that he would smoke a cigarette before performing a mission? The smell of smoke can kill people.
Ten minutes later, the middle-aged man behind him suddenly stood up and walked to the toilet with a pale face.
The short-haired beauty just glanced at him and continued drinking alone.
47 stood up and followed him leisurely.
The short-haired beauty suddenly stared at his back thoughtfully. Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something, and she stood up suddenly with panic in her eyes, and was about to walk out of the bar.
Yunnuo stretched out and followed her with Zhou Qianer as if nothing had happened