The strongest sniper king

Chapter 1404 Professional Ethics
"Who sent you here?"

"kill me"

"Crack."

Li An was not polite to the mercenary, and directly snapped off a finger of the mercenary, and then shouted: "Who?"

The mercenary screamed in pain, but still didn't speak, Li An directly snapped off another finger.

Ang Lee lost his patience after five times in a row.

The other party just made a phone call, and reinforcements will arrive soon, so it is very unwise to stay here.

"puff."

After blasting the mercenary's head with a single shot, Li An put away the corpse and found two cigars and a box of matches from his pocket.

Conde Hotel.

The name of the hotel was clearly printed on the matchbox, indicating that the mercenaries had been there before, and this was the only clue.

As for Jason, Li An wrote down the phone number of the other party, and called the mercenary's mobile phone, but it turned out to be an empty number.

Jason abandoned the previous phone call, which was expected, and the only clue to find him was the mercenary.

Li An didn't take the mercenary's mobile phone, the enemy could easily locate him through the signal of the mobile phone, and carrying it was equivalent to exposing himself to the enemy's gunpoint.

Ang Lee lurked outside the farm for another half an hour, and after making sure that no one would come, he got up and left, heading to the Conde Hotel.

Conde Hotel is a five-star hotel.

The mercenary has only been here before, and it cannot be concluded that his contact person is also in this hotel.

Even now, it is not easy to find someone in such a big hotel, and Li An doesn't even know the person's appearance, name, height and other information.

However, Ang Lee has his own way.

After entering the hotel, Li An first shoved a coat and a hat from a salute car, then shoved a mobile phone from a greasy man who only cared about beauties, walked calmly to the lounge sofa in the lobby and sat down , picked up a magazine to cover himself.

After glancing at the people in the hall, Li An took out his mobile phone and dialed the number that the mercenary had called before.

After a few rings, the phone was connected, and a rich voice came from inside.

"Hello, this is the logistics department of Kangde Hotel. May I help you?"

Conde Hotel's back office?
It's much easier now, the mercenary contact person uses this identity to cover himself.

"Your people have been killed by me.

No matter who you are, I will find you and kill you, for sure! "

Li An threatened.

"Sir, you must have called the wrong number. If there is nothing I can do for you, I'm going to hang up."

The other party's voice was a little impatient, and he took it as a prank.

"Conde Hotel, right?
Wait for me, I'll be there soon. "

Ang Li hung up the phone after finishing speaking, got up and "returned" the phone to the greasy uncle who was standing against the pillar, pretending to read the newspaper, but was actually peeping, and then went back to the sofa to pick up the magazine and observe secretly.

If there is no accident, the other party will definitely locate the phone just now, and then take action.

All Ang Lee needs to do is wait here, waiting for the fish to take the bait.

In less than a minute, two hotel security guards came to the greasy man, and then the greasy man reluctantly left with the guards.

On the way, a middle-aged man in uniform made eye contact with the security guard.

Apparently this middle-aged man was also a staff member of the hotel, and the two security guards were acting under his orders.

After the two security guards escorted the greasy man away, Li An got up and walked towards the middle-aged man, complaining continuously in Japanese as he walked, looking like an unhappy passenger.

The middle-aged man became a little vigilant, but he didn't take it too seriously, because Li An had already walked past him.

When he looked back at the hall again, he suddenly noticed a gust of wind blowing from behind. Just as he was about to turn around, his waist was held back by a hard object, and almost at the same time he heard a cold shout.

"do not move!"

Is that Japanese?

The middle-aged man's brows tightened, and he secretly blamed himself for being too careless just now. At this time, he couldn't make too many moves with a gun on his waist.

Now he can only hope that other people will find out the anomaly here and come to save him.

"Sir, have you misunderstood something?
Or, if you have any troubles, I can help you solve them. "

Listening to the accent, Li An concluded that the man in front of him was the guy he had talked with on the phone before.

"I said I would find you."

Li An sneered, followed by preaching,

"I know that you have weapons hidden in your body, and I know that there are still many of your people here.

However, you'd better not act rashly, I will pull the trigger when I get nervous. "

The middle-aged man tightened his brows again, and his tone changed accordingly. He threatened: "I advise you not to mess around. It is absolutely impossible for you to leave alive if you kill me."

"I know, so I'm going to get out of here before I shoot.

Come on, let's go out and talk. "

Ang Lee stabbed the middle-aged man in the waist with a gun, and deliberately preached in English,
"Sir, you are such a warm-hearted person. Without you, I would really be unable to move forward here."

The middle-aged man frowned, his expression was somewhat similar to that of the greasy uncle just now, but he was reluctant to enter the elevator under Li An's "escort".

However, some hotel staff noticed the two of them, but they all thought that Li An was in some trouble, and the middle-aged man kindly helped him solve the problem.

Li An let the elevator drive to the underground parking lot, and took this opportunity to preach: "You just need to give me a name, and I can let you live."

"In our line of business, it is impossible to betray our clients." The middle-aged man said righteously.

Li Ang glanced at the name tag on the middle-aged man's chest, and when he saw John written on it, he said, "John, I know that your profession attaches great importance to reputation.

But you have to think about it, if a person is dead, no matter how good his reputation is, it is impossible to bring him a penny of profit. "

The corner of John's mouth twitched, obviously a little moved by Ang Lee, he cared more about life than reputation.

"You don't need to say any more, I will never betray my clients."

"Ding."

The elevator doors opened and the parking lot was a little dark.

"John, I admire your work ethic and respect your choices.

All right.

Get out now, pick a better place for yourself and say goodbye to the world. "

The corner of John's mouth twitched again, regretting what he said just now.

"You are just a middleman. It is really respectable to sacrifice yourself to protect others." Li An shook his head and sighed.

Under the escort of Li Ang, John left the elevator and stopped in a darker corner.

"John, goodbye." Li An deliberately made the sound of the bullet loaded loudly.

John's eyelids jumped up, and he hurriedly shouted: "Wait!"

"John, do you have any last words?" Li An asked intentionally.

John breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You're right. I'm just a middleman. There's no need to sacrifice my life for another person."

(End of this chapter)