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    Cape Town, in an old residential house near Table Mountain.  Angel sat in a dark corner, he seemed extremely tired.  His gray hair and dim eyes made him look older.  In his hand was a shotgun that was almost as old as he was, but still solid and cold.

    A few days ago, he relied on this shotgun and dragged a prosthetic leg to fight his way through a group of mercenaries.  That's a tough group of guys to deal with, and they're so much younger than him.  Angel poured a sip of wine into his mouth, couldn't help but smile bitterly, and murmured, "Sure enough, a person's biggest enemy is time."

    The wound on his abdomen had begun to become inflamed. It was a stab wound caused by a saber.  Just before he shot the man, the mercenary stabbed him.  If his legs could move more flexibly, he could avoid this stab.  But there are no what-ifs and what-ifs in actual combat, and this vicious knife almost killed him.

    This guy is really ruthless, just like himself back then.  Angel smiled, his smile tired and melancholy.  He knew that the knife did not damage his internal organs, otherwise he would not be alive until now.  The wound has been sutured, and he did everything himself.  However, he still needs medication to control the progression of the injury.

    But Sancho has not come back yet.  This made Angel a little worried.

    Suddenly he heard the sound of someone moving outside. Angel calmly picked up the shotgun in his hand and pointed it at the door.

    It wasn¡¯t until several rhythmic knocks came from the door that Angel put down his gun, because the person he knew was Sancho.

    When Sancho came in, he placed a paper bag in front of him.  "This is for you." Sancho looked at Angel and sighed softly, "Old miser, how many people have you offended?"

    "What?" Angel frowned.

    "There are many people outside looking for you. Even I almost couldn't come back." Sancho shook his head.

    Angel took out a few bottles of medicine from the paper bag, looked at them, nodded and took them.  While drinking water, he turned around and said, "Mercenary from Morning Star Company?"

    "There seems to be another group of people, they should also be mercenaries." Sancho shook his head and said, "That Chinese guy seems to know you and says he is the one who often drinks free wine. You should know where these people come from?"

    "Free wine, Chinese?" Angel thought for a moment and asked, "Is there a Chinese man in his thirties, strong but carefree, and a beautiful blond girl?"

    "There is also a strong Chinese man that I didn't see, but there is a guy with glasses who looks Chinese. The blond woman you mentioned seems to be there." Sancho recalled, "What's the matter?  Is it a problem?"

    Angel¡¯s face changed drastically, ¡°Damn it, that¡¯s the UFO team. They are all from Morningstar Company. But how could they let you go?¡±

    "They said they were here to protect you, and Silver Wolf asked them to come. They also gave me an address and phone number, and asked me to give them to you after I see you. They also said that you would want to see them." Sancho  He frowned and said, "They don't seem to have any hostility."

    "I can't trust anyone now." Angel shook his head. "They do know me, but what's the difference? The guy who stabbed me with a knife used to hang out in my bar. But after an order,  Aren¡¯t they still going to kill me? These are mercenaries. Besides, they claim to be Silver Wolf, so what can they prove?¡±

    "So I didn't tell them." Sancho nodded.

    "No, they let you go on purpose. Will they follow you all the way here?" Angel frowned.

    Sancho shook his head, "That's not true. I tested it carefully several times, and I'm almost certain that no one is following me."

    "No! Even so, we can't stay here anymore. We have to find another place." Angel said with some difficulty, "We have to leave immediately!"

    "This is the warehouse where I store my wine. No one knows it. It is very safe." Sancho frowned and looked at Angel. "You may encounter mercenaries from Morning Star Company outside at any time. And you are like this, can you escape?"  Where to go?"

    "It's better to escape anywhere than to wait for death here." Angel said solemnly, "Get ready, we'll leave right away." As soon as he finished speaking, his expression changed.  Because there was someone outside the door, not only someone, but also humming an old song.  The tune was a classic blues tune, Angel's personal favorite because it was played every day in his bar.

    The man humming outside the door knocked on the door, "Can I come in? I know you must have weapons in your hands. But I can assure you, I have nothing in my hands. I'm just here to help."

      Sancho's expression changed and he whispered, "It's the Chinese!"

    Angel nodded and said, "Slowly walk in. Keep your hands where I can see them, and it's best not to make any unnecessary movements. Once you make any move that makes me misunderstand, the gun in my hand will also be misunderstood."

    The door opened, and Lin Rui stood outside with a smile on his face.  He raised one hand helplessly and said, "Sorry, I can only raise one hand. Because the other hand is wrapped with a bandage, which is really inconvenient."

    "Come in and close the door!" Angel said coldly.

    Lin Rui walked in, closed the door, shrugged and said, "Can we put down the guns and talk?"

    "No, I want to hear what you have to say first, and then I decide whether to use the gun in my hand." Angel calmly held the shotgun in his hand.

    "How did you find this place!" Sancho said angrily, "How did you follow me?" He felt resentful about being followed by Lin Rui. He was a local snake in the streets and alleys, and he had never been followed by anyone before.  Keep up with situations that cannot be shaken off.

    "Okay, to show goodwill, I can tell you." Lin Rui shrugged, "Do you still remember the baguette in your paper bag? Take it out and break it open. You will find that I put a bag inside.  GPS locator. I secretly put it in while I was checking your belongings in front of you."

    Sancho¡¯s expression changed, and he quickly took out a long loaf of bread from the big paper bag, and sure enough he found a black signal transmitter stuffed inside.  He angrily threw it to the ground and crushed it to pieces with his feet.

    "S-7 military position transmitter." Angel said slowly, "The technique of hiding it in the bread is beautiful."

    "I know it's rude to do this, but I don't mean any harm. Angel, I'm here to see you on behalf of Silver Wolf." Lin Rui looked at Angel and said, "Of course there is Long Zhengwu, Mr. Long."

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