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Chapter 6109 Killer Partner

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    "Why can't you leave right away?" Bingzhu's partner asked.

    "Be patient, Simmons. We have been working together for so long. When have you ever seen me make a mistake? As long as I make one mistake, we will not be where we are today." Icicle waved his hand and said.

    "It's not that I don't believe you. It's just that we have never delayed this long before. The task has been completed. Under normal circumstances, shouldn't we leave as soon as possible?

    ¡°I¡¯m worried I¡¯ll get into trouble if I stay here all the time.  "Ice Pick's partner Simmons is in his thirties and has messy short hair.

    "It's too late. In fact, we are already in trouble. Do you know why?" Icicle sneered and asked.

    "How would I know? I always listen to you anyway. If you were here, I wouldn't even bother to use my brain." Simmons shook his head.

    "This time things are a bit big." Bingzhu showed a headache expression.  "Do you remember the old man I killed? You killed four of his bodyguards."

    "Of course I remember." Simmons frowned.  "The employer personally asked to kill the target's four bodyguards. This is not a common thing.

    Under normal circumstances, this kind of assassination is usually aimed at an important target.  As long as the target is killed, who cares about his few bodyguards?  "

    Bingzhu whispered, "The bad thing is here. According to the rules, we don't need to know who the target is. But this old man should be an important person, otherwise he wouldn't have four bodyguards around him."

    "I remember, those bodyguards are quite skilled, and the guys in their hands are not ordinary. Although they are wearing Arabic robes on the surface, they are all wearing Kevlar body armor under the robes." Simmons whispered.

    Bingzhu said slowly, "Plus the employer offered such a high price, so I thought this old man was an important person at that time."

    "It's not like we have killed some big shots before. Is it worth making such a fuss about?" Simmons asked.

    "This time is different. Let me ask you, under normal circumstances, if we succeed in the assassination, how will the police react?" Bingzhu asked in a low voice.

    "Police, of course we have to investigate. But you shouldn't be afraid of being traced by the police, right? With these scraps from the Mali police, and we haven't left any clues. With these guys, I don't know when we can find out.  Yes." Simmons replied.

    ¡°It turns out that¡¯s what I thought too. But what surprised me was that the police had no response at all. No! It wasn¡¯t that there was no response. It was that the news was blocked.¡± Bingzhu lowered his voice.

    "Block the news?" Simmons was a little surprised.

    Bingzhu said with a heavy face, "Yes, they completely sealed off the small hotel. But the news that someone was killed was also completely blocked by them.

    This made me even more sure that the old man who was killed was definitely an important person.  So I looked it up secretly, and I found out that this old guy was actually the leader of the Tuareg Liberation Organization.

    This will explain why they blocked the news.  Because this old guy is too important.  He was the leader of the Tuareg liberation group and is now dead in an area controlled by the Malian government.

    If it is not handled properly, it is likely to trigger a large-scale armed conflict.  To know where the north is still under the control of those Tuaregs.

    If the Malian government wants to avoid armed conflict, it must find a way to catch the murderer.  If we rush to leave at this time, we may fall into their trap.

    During this period, it is very likely that highways and civil aviation have been monitored by them.  They will stop at nothing to find us.  So it's too dangerous to leave at this time.

    On the contrary, it will be safer to lurk on the spot.  Because no one would have thought that after the assassination was successful, the killer would still stay where he was.  "

    "But this is not our solution. We have to find a way to get out of here." Simmons's face also became serious.

    "We want to leave, but not now. Although we are trading through a middleman, in theory no one knows that we did it. It should be safe. But we can't take risks.

    Think about it, why does the employer ask us to kill the bodyguards?

    I thought about it carefully, but the result made me break out in a cold sweat.  Guess why?

    Because the target person¡¯s bodyguards include their people.  So after getting rid of that target, they additionally asked us to kill all the bodyguards.

    There is only one purpose, and that is to kill people and silence them.  "Bingzhu said calmly.

    "So what? We have killed these bodyguards for our employer, so no one knows the inside story." SimonInstead, he took out his pistol and put the hand holding the gun behind his back.

    Then he winked at Simmons.

    The two are old partners, and Simmons completely understands the look in the eye when the ice pick is handed to him.  He put away the dagger, walked slowly to the door and asked, "Who is it?"

    The person outside the door did not speak, but knocked again.

    Simmons patiently walked over and opened the door, and found a person standing outside the door.

    "Who are you looking for? What's the matter?" Simmons asked in a low voice.

    The person outside the door stood and slowly raised his head.  Seeing this person, Simmons was a little confused, but at the same time a little relieved.

    Because this is an Asian, maybe he doesn¡¯t understand what he just asked.

    But the man raised his head and smiled at him.  "Let's go in and talk. There are some things that are hard to say while standing at the door."

    Simmons pulled him in and pushed him hard against the wall.  "Tell me, who are you?"

    The Asian seemed to be frightened by him, gesticulating and dancing, saying words that the two of them could not understand at all.

    After discovering that the person who came in was not a police officer from Mali, Bingzhu felt relieved a lot.  He even readjusted his sitting position and leaned the pistol in his hand concealedly next to the sofa.

    The person who came in was Lin Rui, and there were people controlling everyone downstairs.  Now he was the only one going upstairs, pretending not to understand the language.

    Icicle tried speaking French to him. Originally, French was also one of the official languages ??of Mali.

    But they discovered that this Asian man didn¡¯t seem to even speak French.  Just standing there gesticulating, as if making gestures to show them.

    At this moment, Lin Rui suddenly stepped forward and held down Simmons' hand.

    Simmons subconsciously wanted to draw the knife, but his wrist was controlled by the opponent and he could not make any movement.

    Simmons is also a ruthless character. When he found that his right hand was being held down by the opponent and could not move, he immediately switched to his left hand and pulled out a black military dagger from his back.  It stabbed Lin Rui like lightning.

    But at the same time as the dagger was thrust out, Simmons' right hand suddenly became able to move.

    But it wasn¡¯t that he struggled out on his own.  Instead, Lin Rui held his right hand and blocked it in front of him.

    With a heartbreaking pain, the dagger held tightly in Simon's left hand pierced the palm of his right hand.

    Before he could cry out, he felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen.  The whole person almost fell to the ground.  

    Because Lin Rui hit him hard in the abdomen with his knee.

    It all happened too fast, and Simmons was always in front of Lin Rui.

    Although the ice pick is holding a gun in hand, there is no chance of shooting.

    Just when he gritted his teeth and raised his pistol, he wanted to kill Simmons and Lin Rui together.  A gun was already pressed against the back of the icepick's head.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? has climbed in through the window and pressed a submachine gun to the back of the ice pick.

    "Put down the gun." The person behind him said coldly.

    Bingzhu knew that he was careless.  The Asian who just came in deliberately knocked on the door and pretended to have a language barrier to negotiate with them.  It's just to attract their attention.

    And let the person behind him have the opportunity to climb in through the window.

    "Don't shoot. If you want money, take it yourself. Just don't hurt anyone." Simmons pretended to be calm.

    After saying that, he slowly let go of the gun in his hand, and the pistol slid smoothly to the ground.

    This is also within Ice Pick¡¯s plan. The pistol will make a heavy sound when it falls on the floor.  As long as the person behind him is distracted even slightly, it's his chance to fight back.

    But what surprised Bingzhu was that the man behind him was very alert.  The sound of the pistol hitting the ground did not distract him at all.

    On the contrary, the man behind him took a step back, widening the distance between him and the ice pick.

    Bingzhu¡¯s heart suddenly felt as cold as his name.  It was obvious that the man who was threatening him with a gun behind him was also an expert.

    When he found that he had no weapon in his hand, he immediately distanced himself from himself.  This can effectively prevent the ice pick from making any unarmed counterattacks.

    Because there is no weapon in hand, if you want to fight back, you can only rely on hand-to-hand combat.  And if the opponent has a distance of more than two meters, any form of physical counterattack will be useless.

    "Don't move. As long as you make any resistance, he will be able to shoot all the bullets in the magazine on you." Lin Rui held down Simmons firmly while raising his head and said.  "Mr. Ice Pick, let's talk." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)Let¡¯s talk.  "(Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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