arms tycoon

Fu Ming carefully recalled the cia blacklist in his mind. He had carefully studied the people on this list, including his father, Fu Zhongtian, and important members of the Heikindias Group, all of whom were here. They were killers on this list, and he had only seen two of them. "You are that Mo Bing..." Fu Ming frowned, the killer code-named Mo Bing in front of him was indeed somewhat impressive.

"How did you find me?" Fu Ming stood up slowly from the ground, the injury on his leg was no longer serious, after all, it was steel balls, not bullets, and the steel balls didn't even penetrate his pants.

Mo Bing took out a USP.45 pistol from the back of his waist, and slowly twisted the silencer, "I'm not following you. The monkey is my target, and his head is worth 30 dollars. When we go downstairs, But I found that the five people below were already lying on the ground, and I didn't recognize you as Mr. K who was extremely high on the cia blacklist until I saw you." He screwed the silencer on the barrel and pulled the gun Bolt, click, and the bullet is loaded. "I thought it would take a lot of effort for the five people below, but I didn't expect to be solved by you. I owe you a favor."

Mo Bing pointed the muzzle of the gun at the monkey's head, and pressed his index finger on the trigger. At this moment, the monkey fell on the ground unconscious.The moment Mo Bing pulled the trigger with his index finger, Fu Ming stepped forward quickly and raised his wrist a little.

There was a loud gunshot, but the bullet penetrated into the carpet. "What are you doing?" Mo Bing shot sideways and looked at Fu Ming suspiciously. "Mr. K, this man is worth 30 U.S. dollars, and he commits all kinds of crimes, including murder and arson. One hundred deaths are enough!"

Fu Ming shook his head, "You can't kill him now." Fu Ming knew very well in his heart that he called Zeng Ziguang before, and now that the monkey was killed by Mo Bing, he stayed here and waited for Zeng Ziguang. It's up to him anyway, but Mo Bing took advantage of it. "I don't want to be a scapegoat! People from the National Security Bureau are coming soon." Fu Ming still didn't want to have a conflict with Mo Bing. Judging from Mo Bing's actions just now, he is extremely skilled.Before Fu Ming was there, he had no idea that there was a killer following behind him.

"National Security Bureau?" Mo Bing was stunned, looking at Fu Ming. "How did they come?"

"The girl lying on the bed is the younger sister of the deputy director of the National Security Bureau of the Imperial City." Fu Ming sighed and sat down on the sofa. "Get the gunner up, if you don't want to be caught by the National Security Bureau."

Mo Bing smiled, and picked up his pistol, "It's my bad luck, the $30 seems to be wasted. How do you know people from the National Security Bureau?" Mo Bing sat down beside Fu Ming, took out the He took out the cigarette and handed it to Fu Ming.

Fu Ming lit a cigarette, "That girl is my girlfriend." He sighed and smoked dully.

"My brother is so lucky. I can't tell that Mr. K's network is really extensive. If I get caught in the future, I will have to rely on you to cover me."

Fu gave him a clear look, "That depends on what you have committed. The killer has nothing to do with it."

Mo Bing became anxious when he heard this, threw away his cigarette butt, and stood up straight away, "What do you mean, do you think killers are all for money? A killer has principles! If you don't kill innocent people, even if you have an employer, I won't take orders either."

"Okay, okay, I know you have principles, sit down quickly, wait for someone, and don't talk later." Fu Ming heard footsteps on the stairs, and the loud music below disappeared. It seems that the venue has been cleared .

Sure enough, Zeng Ziguang rushed in ten seconds later, holding a Type 92 pistol in his hand. Behind him was a large number of agents from the National Security Bureau, all panting, and it seemed that he had been running for a long time.

"Damn, what about people. There's a traffic jam on the road, fuck!" Zeng Ziguang encountered a traffic jam, so he just abandoned the car and ran over, looking exhausted.He saw Fu Ming and Mo Bing beside Fu Ming. "Who is this?"

Fu Ming threw away the cigarette butt, "My friend. The National Security Bureau's car also gets stuck in traffic? It really recognizes the car but not the person!" He raised his foot and kicked the monkey lying on the ground, but the monkey still didn't respond.Fu Ming sighed, picked up the wine glass on the coffee table, and poured all the beer on the monkey's head.

The monkey woke up with a start, rubbed the back of his head, raised his head, and froze in place. "Who are you?" He looked at the people behind Zeng Ziguang, his calves were trembling.

Zeng Ziguang smiled wickedly, "Don't talk nonsense, is this the grandson?"

Fu Ming nodded, walked to the side of the bed to help Zeng Xiaoting, and put her coat on her body as well. "I'm going out first." He made a gesture to Mo Bing, and Mo Bing followed him out the door.The door was closed, and all the investigators from the National Security Bureau were outside the door, leaving only Zeng Ziguang and the monkey inside.

"What is this for, isn't it taken back?" Mo Bing came downstairs and rubbed his head.

Fu Ming pointed to his ears, "Listen by yourself."

Just as Mo Bing raised his head, he heard crackling and screaming from the upstairs room, as if the entire second floor was about to collapse.Faintly, you can still hear the monkey begging for mercy.

Ten minutes later, Zeng Ziguang twisted his neck and pushed the door out of the room, with an extra towel in his hand, and was wiping the blood on his hands. Fu Ming and Mo Bing could clearly see that Zeng Ziguang's knuckles were red and swollen up.

"Cuff it, take it away, you dare to resist arrest, you really want to die!" Zeng Ziguang said to the investigator of the National Security Bureau outside the door, then went down the stairs and waved at Fu Ming. "Take my sister home. The National Security Bureau has something to do. I'll work overtime tonight." As he said that, he walked out of the gate of Limit Wine first.

Fu Ming sighed, looking at the monkey who was dragged down from the tall building by two agents from the State Security Bureau.At this time, the monkey's face was covered with blood, the teeth in its mouth were gone, its nose was tilted to one side, and it couldn't even stand up.

"It's really dark!" Mo Bing gasped, it seemed that Zeng Ziguang was upstairs, and he was completely unilaterally abusing the monkey!

"Let's go." Fu Ming carried Zeng Xiaoting on his back. Zeng Xiaoting's breathing was steady and her face was flushed, very cute. Next to Fu Ming's ear, Fu Ming couldn't help shivering.

Mo Bing came back to his senses, and followed Fu Ming out. "Don't order me, you are not my boss!"

Fu Ming chuckled, "You saved me just now, and I didn't let you be taken away by the National Security Bureau. It's a repayment of favors. How, where are you going? I'll drive you." Fu Ming put Zeng Xiaoting in the back of the SUV. In the rear driver's seat, he got into the driver's seat.

Mo Bing also opened the car door, "I have a very clean background in China, and I never leave behind in my work. Sigh, I have no place to go tonight."

Fu Ming started the car, and said with a smile, "A famous killer is on the cia's blacklist, how can he have no place to live?"

Mo Bing spat, "I originally wanted to get rid of the monkey and leave with the money, so I checked out of the hotel... What, do you care about staying? Good people do it to the end! They are all on the cia blacklist, so it's okay Difficult brothers and sisters."

Fu Ming nodded, "I really don't know how a killer is targeted by the cia. There should be more people like you."

"Haha, don't you look at who I killed." Mo Bing smiled disdainfully.

"I would like to hear more about it." Fu Ming stepped on the accelerator slowly, and the car moved slowly and drove onto the highway.

"I can't remember exactly how much. When I was abroad, especially in Africa, and in Europe, I killed more than 20 cia agents. A politician in South Africa, pro-American, named Rosenma Meite, under the protection of two CIA agents, was killed by me during the propaganda in Cape Town." Mo Bing said it easily, and he didn't need to hide anything from Fu Ming, because Fu Ming himself He is an arms dealer, high on the cia blacklist, and selling Mo Bing will not bring Fu Ming any benefits.

Fu Ming swallowed. "You mean... you killed Rosen Mamet?" Fu Ming saw the news two months ago.Lusen is a very famous politician in South Africa. At that time, South Africa was holding a general election, and the pro-American politician Lusen supported by the US government was very popular. With the support of the United States, he was very likely to be elected as the president of South Africa. But before the end of the general election, when he was canvassing in the capital Cape Town, he was inexplicably killed!

"How much is his head worth?" Fu Ming pressed the button, the window was raised, Zeng Xiaoting was still sleeping in the back seat, it was still cold at night, he didn't want Zeng Xiaoting to catch a cold.

"One million US dollars." Mo Bing smiled and held out a finger, as if this amount was not too big for him.

"It's enough for you to squander for a while." Fu Ming looked at Mo Bing's clothes, he looked like an ordinary person, except for that Cao Cao's face mask, there was nothing special about it. "Where did you spend your money? It should have been enough to save your wife."

Mo Bing became serious, "Donated. United Nations Red Cross."

When Fu Ming heard this sentence, he almost put in the wrong file, "That's it...donate?"

Mo Bing nodded, "Killing people is not how I make money. I just need enough money for myself. In a sense, I like killing people, but I don't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately. Pick and choose from employers and find some Killing people who should die is not living in vain."

"You really think of yourself as a scavenger!" Fu Ming pushed his eyes, "Are you interested in following me?"

Mo Bing was stunned for a moment. He has always been a loner, and he is used to this kind of life. If he joins a team, he really doesn't know if he can tolerate it. "That depends on whether you have the ability to keep me. I want to see what the life of an arms dealer is like. If you can keep me, then I am very happy to join a team and have partners. That's something I'm looking forward to."

Fu Ming seemed to have remembered something, parked the car on the side of the road, slapped his thigh, and cursed. "Damn! How did you forget about this!"

Mo Bing looked at the time in the car, it was already past ten o'clock, he frowned and asked, "It's midnight, what's wrong, hurry back."

"This idiot Zeng Ziguang asked me to send Xiaoting home, how the hell would I know where her home is!" Fu Ming sighed.