Chapter 775: Four people know

Zhonggang City, airport.

The plane took off and landed, casting a large shadow underground

A dark-skinned and extremely burly man walked out of the airport exit. The man was carrying a military-green broken luggage bag on his shoulders, and his feet were steady. He had a fearless face without anger. There was a scar over an inch long on his cheek on his right, which made him look even more desolate.

There were many people at the exit, and the man was particularly at first glance. People nearby seemed to be unwilling to get close to him. A small radius was vacant with him as the center. After walking out of the airport, he did not choose to leave, but immediately came to the waiting hall. When the two security guards from afar saw him, they couldn't help but raise their vigilance. His eyes were patrolling the entire hall, looking like a terrorist who was waiting for an opportunity at any time.

If someone observes carefully, he will find that the big man with a slap in his face is different from ordinary people. Each hand has only four fingers and two ring fingers missing.

After patrolling the waiting hall for a while, the man finally found the target, grinned, revealing two neat rows of big white teeth. The originally sunny and gentle smile was still indescribable on his face.

This is a guy who makes you tremble with laughter

The big man walked towards the target with great strides. Two security guards not far away had already followed him quickly. At the same time, he picked up the intercom and summoned his colleagues. The security guards at the airport were different from those in other public places. They were all regular soldiers to retire. Once an emergency occurs, their courage and adaptability are enough to be considered professional.

Brother Kun!

The big man threw the luggage bag on his shoulder behind him and rushed directly to Lin Kun's arms who had just stood up. Lin Kun couldn't help but exert force on his legs so that he would not be knocked away by the murderer. He smiled and said: Ba Fingers, when can you, you bastard, change your barbaric habit, like a bison!

Hehe, his eight fingers grinned, making him even more gloomy and scary, but in Lin Kun's eyes, he was extremely friendly. This man who never smiled on the battlefield was only so docile in front of him.

Brother Kun, am I excited to see you? I haven’t seen you for so long, I miss you.

Come on, you kid, then stay here to accompany me from now on. Are you willing to bear the battlefield of gold digging? Lin Kun said with a smile.

I must be willing to let it go. Brother Kun, I told you the truth. I came to China and Hong Kong to find you this time, and I didn’t plan to leave again! I will follow you in the future, eat delicious food and drink spicy food, and enjoy life in this flower city.

Oh, so you kid is planning to rely on me? OK, for your kid, I will take you in temporarily for the sake of your kid, but if you don’t perform well, hurry up and go back to Africa. Lin Kun said jokingly, but there was a touch of seriousness on his face. He was very familiar with these eight fingers. Don’t be honest in front of him, he doesn’t have such a good temper to treat others. Sometimes, just because of a word, he can take out a gun and break the other party. On the deserted and murderous land of Africa, no matter which country it is, he will deliberately avoid it when he hears the name of Bazhi. Before, two American mercenaries met Bazhi in a tavern in an African town. After drinking two taels of African rice wine, he would compete with Bazhi to see who would blow up his head first.

The eight-fingered head is quite valuable on the land of Africa, not to mention tens of thousands of taels of gold.

Two to one, this was unfair. In addition, the two American mercenaries were previously excellent soldiers in the Delta troops, and the speed of shooting was extremely fast. As soon as they finished speaking, the smile on their faces still had a smell. Two short-drilling hunting guns emerged from somewhere in Bazhi's hand.

With two bangs, the two American mercenaries who were also well-known in Africa were blooming.

A normal person cannot do this by comparing a gun with Bajie. Bajie has been on the land of Africa for nearly eight years. All those who dare to compete with him were beaten to the head without hesitation. In the end, he was recognized as the fastest and most accurate mercenary in Africa who fired guns, and was even taken out to compare with Richard, the king of guns in the world.

If you mention Richard in front of Bazhi, Bazhi will not compare himself with him, but will say with disdain: Richard is nothing, and he doesn't deserve to carry his shoes compared to my brother!

As for who the "brother" in Bazhi's mouth is, it has always been a doubt in people's hearts. Is there anyone in this world who is better at using guns than Richard? Or is Bazhi not afraid to compare with Richard, so he deliberately fabricated such a "brother" out of thin air to find some face for him.

Bazhi knew that Lin Kun was afraid that he would cause trouble on purpose, so the smile on his face gradually showed a silly look. He patted his chest and promised: Brother, don’t worry, I promise not to cause trouble for you. If I cause trouble, you will take my head away!

Lin Kun narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile: OK, if you really cause trouble for me, I will blow your head!

Bazhi hehe hee laughed. He may be really not good at laughing. When he smiled, the muscles on his face always seemed very stiff. He said confidently: Brother, my gun speed is faster now.

Is that true?

Lin Kun smiled and said: That's just the way we compete. I haven't touched that thing for a long time. If I beat you up, you will not be allowed to complain to the King of Hell. If you beat you up on my head, I will call you brother in the next life.

No, no

As soon as he heard that he was going to compete, Bazhi immediately said: Brother, I'd better practice for another two years, but suddenly I lost confidence again.

The two security guards not far away, seeing Bazhi was just reminiscing with Lin Kun, naturally gave up their vigilance. They picked up the walkie-talkie and explained to their colleagues who were rushing over, stood aside from observing, and did not go forward to inquire.

At this time, two young men walked out of the airport. One man and the other woman looked in their twenties. The two met on the plane, but they were used to not having their names. The two chatted happily all the way and claimed to be a hiker who likes traveling all over the world. The man was fair and elegant, and the woman was fair and beautiful, with outstanding temperament. When the two walked out of the airport side by side, anyone passing by the two would look envious and praise him in their hearts - he is so talented and beautiful!

After leaving the airport exit, the two waved goodbye, but neither wanted to leave a phone call to each other. It seemed that for the two, it was just an ordinary chance meeting. The fate began here and ended here. What they cared about was not eternal, but the beautiful memories left by the short and happy chat.

goodbye!

The two smiled at each other, turned around and looked at each other's backs. They might never have a chance to meet again, but miracles often happen in one second. After the two turned around, they found that they were in the same direction.

They looked at each other again, then smiled at each other, and explained almost at the same time: I went to find a friend and said, the two of them laughed at the same time, and the man asked: What is your friend's name?

The woman asked: Where is your friend?

The two of them smiled quietly and looked at each other for two seconds. It seemed that the friend's name was very important, and no one wanted to say it easily. In the end, the man spoke first and politely stretched out a fair and clean hand. This hand was so beautiful that it didn't look like a man's hand. Hello, my name is Murong Bai.

The woman stretched out a fair and beautiful hand, with a slender hand shape and soft skin. She gently held the man's hand and said: My name is Si Rong'er. After saying that, there was a hint of surprise on both sides of their faces. It seemed that they had heard each other's names somewhere, but for a moment they couldn't believe that the other was that person.

One is a celebrity on the Chinese killer list.

One is the witch in the Chinese disguise world.

How could he be so gentle and fair-looking, how could he be the cold demon who kills without blinking? She is gentle and gentle, how could she be the legendary witch who is good at poisoning, disguising and killing people?

The two walked into the airport waiting hall with a tacit understanding. Their eyes almost fell on the face of a man who was chatting with a tall man not far away. There was a hint of excitement in their eyes at the same time, and then they turned their heads and said politely: I have found my friend, hey, your friend?

He spoke at the same time, and even the words he said were exactly the same as lines he had agreed in advance.

Fate is really mysterious!

Two old friends came again. Lin Kun smiled and introduced to the three of them: Ba ​​Fingers, Murong Bai, Si Rong'er. He looked at Murong Bai and Si Rong'er with a very intentional look, and said with a smile: You two seem to have met you already!

Si Rong'er lowered her head shyly, and Murong Bai was generous and chatted all the way on the plane. But he didn't expect that Rong'er was also a friend of Brother Kun. There was such a coincidence in this world.

Lin Kun glanced at Si Rong'er who was shy and bowing his head. Rong'er, why is your little face so red? In the early years, I said I wanted to introduce a handsome guy to you. You don't believe it. Now I'm moved when I see it.

No. Si Rong'er said in a twisted manner. No one could guess this girl as shy as a little girl, is the famous and intimidating witch in the Chinese disguise world. Killing is the most invisible.

Ahem, Kunzi, should you introduce me to me? I don’t know these friends.

A voice that sounded old came from behind. Lin Kun turned around and the other three looked over. He saw a man with a hunched body and gray hair coming over. He was carrying an old blue cloth bag on his shoulders, and his body was dressed in extremely simple clothes. His old face was covered with sorrow and blinded one eye. In addition, his right hand was broken on his wrist and hid it behind his sleeve intentionally or unintentionally, looking like an old man who was tortured by time and fate.

But no one can tell that he was actually only forty years old, but he looked like an old man in his fifties and sixties. What no one can guess is that this person who looks like a scavenger who has suffered from the years is the top ten ruthless mercenary world in China. His real name is Jiang Kuisheng, a person who has made countless domestic and foreign mercenary killer bounty organizations frightened. He is best at using butterfly flying knives. Legend has it that his flying knives are faster than bullets. But he didn't know why he suddenly disappeared later. Some people said he died, and some people said that he was seriously injured after a duel with a top foreign master, but was rescued by a mysterious figure and withdrew from the mercenary world. From then on, there was no such person as Jiang Kuisheng in the world.

Lin Kun showed a happy smile on his face. Brother Kui Sheng, you are the last one to arrive, please give me three glasses of wine!
Chapter completed!