Volume 6: Blood Rain Chapter 06: Crazy (Part 2)
Ji'er smiled and said, "Even without these exciting diamonds, I will still follow you."
Moker nodded and said, "You were the one who rescued us. Just tell me if you have any instructions." The gun captain was very satisfied. He turned his head and looked at Oni and Kalon Shabaf. He knew that these two guys were the only ones who had not been completely subdued. Yokni and Zhao Datong had already avoided them. The most important thing now was to concentrate the existing forces.
Oni put down the diamond in his hand, and the eagerness slowly dissipated. He met the Gun Captain's gaze without dodging: "You have more money than me, and these things are indeed very touching, but you are much cuter than them..." He turned to the others and asked with a smile: "Isn't it?" The others laughed happily, and the Gun Captain breathed a sigh of relief. He really didn't want anyone to leave anymore. Since he met the three Wuchang people, the Gun Captain had never been so eager for someone to accompany him.
Shabaf said to the gun captain, "The White Gloves were all dispersed. I only found a few useless people. They agreed to contact me, but I didn't make an appointment with them for fear of exposing my whereabouts." The gun captain nodded and said, "The most important thing is trust. More people are useless. Ji'er, what news does the FBI have?" Ji'er looked at the gun captain and smiled bitterly, "This time it was Robert, the second-in-command, who presided over it. More than half of us were arrested by him. Now he has taken away another four people. I guess he has set a trap for us."
The gun master laughed and said, "Everyone thinks we are impatient and dangerous, so let's do nothing and compete with them in patience. Besides, there are already Johnson, Adams and Cole outside, as well as Viper and Ron making trouble. Haha. With the five of them, I think it will also give the FBI a headache. Why don't we take a good rest for a while... Oh, right. Shashiduo, Mokle, the two of you follow me, hehe, let's be the dark messengers and help the three lovely devils?" The others were thinking, and the gun master put forward his opinions in a soliciting tone. With these criminal geniuses around, the gun master didn't want any more accidents to happen. He felt that he couldn't afford to lose now. In the long run, he would be like a toy gun, being tossed around and played with by others.
Oni looked at the spearman with a smile in his eyes: "Why don't we change our appearance? You have such good skills. I have money, haha, I mean we can use this chaotic time to do some beauty treatments or something, and of course we need a legal identity, it's too easy!"
The gun chief looked at Oni thoughtfully, only to see that this guy was grinning slyly, while Ji'er looked at Oni with shining eyes: "So interesting! Oni. How did you come up with this idea? Two heroes to snatch the face? Hahaha..." The gun chief also came to his senses, looked at the two and said: "Who do you want to become?" Oni blinked and said mischievously: "My ideal is to be a powerful police officer. Of course, if I can become the second-in-command of the FBI, I will be more interested." The gun chief frowned and said: "It's too difficult. To become another person... It's not realistic!" Ji'er laughed and said: "I have enough intelligence information, you have such good skills, and Oni is rich. This game will be very interesting, isn't it?"
Oni's eyes began to become eager again, his voice was a little hoarse, and he seemed very excited: "Nick, Nick, think about it carefully, if the FBI becomes your friend, becomes your brother, then in the United States, what other gangs will be your opponents? If we replace the Mafia, then we will become the masters of the United States, what a wonderful thing it will be!" The gun captain was also moved by what he said. If this thing really succeeded, even if it was only a short month, no, only a week, it would be enough to make many people suffer. The gun captain looked at Oni seriously, and then at Ji'er. He already had an idea in his mind! If you want to play, play it big: "Okay, then let's play it a little crazier. Ji'er, you will have plastic surgery to become Doroni, the heir of Yorkni, and Oni will be ready to be your FBI. Also, I want my brother who has been tortured beyond recognition, yes, that's him, I want him to take revenge! Then, he will become Zhao Datong's female charm and the future leader of the Chinese gang!"
Ji'er clapped his hands and said excitedly, "Now it's my turn, brothers! We have to collect all the intelligence, this is very important, Oni, do you know Dr. Swenson?" Oni nodded, and Ji'er smiled and said, "Look, everything is clear now. Swenson is my friend, a very close friend. He is also the best plastic surgeon. Haha, Nick, now the most important thing is whether you can catch Robert. Oni, come on, I have Robert's information in my computer, come and see his wife and his beautiful daughter, haha, maybe you can kill both young and old." Others followed the excited Ji'er into the intelligence cabinet. Ji'er turned on the computer and quickly entered the password: "This computer contains a lot of private information on American politicians, even more comprehensive than the FBI. Haha, look, our dear Robert, he likes to drink strong whiskey and smoke cigars. Come, let's appreciate a part of his daily life."
Ji'er's computer began to play some of Robert's daily life scenes, including bathing, swearing, meeting guests, and making love. It can be seen that Ji'er spent a long time collecting them. The gun captain said with some admiration: "Ji'er, you are really a genius in intelligence!" Ji'er smiled and said: "No, no, these are not obtained by me, but by others. But we exchange them, haha, the greatest use of intelligence is exchange, it can be exchanged for more useful intelligence, or even for US dollars."
The gunner asked, "Ji'er, is the Svensson you mentioned really that amazing?" Ji'er laughed and said, "Nick, you may not know this, but Svensson did invent an intelligent cosmetic surgery machine. It's top secret in the intelligence community, and only two or three people in the U.S. authorities know about it! Don't worry about this, you just have to catch the person, and everything will be fine. Oh, by the way, in two days it will be Robert's wedding anniversary. Our excellent agent is very loyal to his marriage, and he will definitely go on a date with his wife then...that's it?" Seeing Ji'er rarely showing a funny expression, the gunner couldn't help but laugh. He couldn't think of any good way now. Seeing how excited these two guys were, it didn't look bad.
The busiest person next was Ji'er. He had to find Swenson and collect information about other people who were selected. Oni kept watching Robert's life videos, expressions and movements, and watched every detail. The gun captain was moved by the professionalism of these people. Damn, this is what professional criminals are like. They are very dedicated to everything they do. Oni's eyes were red.
But I still stayed in front of the computer.
Moker and the other soldiers didn't go anywhere and stayed in the warehouse all day. Shashiduo was still working on the guns. From his intoxicated look, it could be seen that a batch of things here had been completely transformed. Tian Wu woke up for a few hours, and when he saw the gun chief, he fainted again because of excitement.
Svensson is a Norwegian, an old man in his sixties. He still looks strong, with his white hair neatly combed behind his head. His face is red, with obvious eye bags, slightly gray eyes, and a large nose that seems to be nailed in the middle of his face, with a white and neat beard under his nose! His laboratory is in the basement of a gallery in Suhe District. Jier looked at the old man's excited expression and kept showing his invention. Jier had to admit that this was a great invention, but the inventor was a spy who was not allowed to see the light of day and was still wanted by intelligence groups in several countries. After Svensson finished introducing it, Jier couldn't help laughing secretly. He didn't expect this machine to be so wonderful! However, the people who undergo plastic surgery to change their identities must have the same blood type, so as to ensure that the other person's face can be perfectly combined.
When Jier told Swenson why he came, Swenson did not answer. He just smiled and chatted with Jier. He was waiting for Jier to give him something that he liked. Jier looked at Swenson and sighed, "One million dollars each."
After listening to Ji'er's report, the Gunner felt it was a good deal. Including Tian Wu, those who needed plastic surgery were: Oni, Ji'er, Moker, Caroline, Newman, Hardaway, Kalon Shabaf, Shashido, and Tian Wu. There were exactly ten people and ten million US dollars. The Gunner could barely handle it with what he had on hand, not to mention the wealthy Oni.
At that moment, everyone agreed that, in addition to Shabaf and Shashiduo who were reshaped into ordinary people, Moker and Caroline became Robert's two capable men, Newman and Hardaway became Doroni's two bodyguards, and Tian Wu was reshaped into a handsome man, whose identity was to be determined. Now they just had to wait for Jier to collect all the information, and then everyone had to remember their own identities.
The fourth day after arriving in New York! New York has been quite peaceful these two days. Apart from some small thugs doing some petty thefts, basically no major cases have occurred. However, Robert is very uneasy. He has a hunch that the perverts must be preparing something. All the personnel have been sent out to search everywhere. The four Chinese have also been strictly controlled. There is nothing to do. Just wait for them to show up or for reports from their subordinates. Today is the 20th anniversary of his marriage to his wife. Robert has booked a table and a room early and bought a platinum necklace for his wife. Robert couldn't help opening to appreciate it. It was really very good. Thinking about the romantic date with his wife tonight, he couldn't help but smile happily, and his hand couldn't help but touch the wedding ring.
At seven o'clock in the evening, the gun captain entered Robert's room early. He was standing by the window at this moment. He could not sit on the bed or the sofa, and he could not smoke or drink. This was what Ji'er had repeatedly told him. Robert was an old fox and he would immediately find out any sign of weakness. Sure enough, even when he was dating his wife tonight, he brought his two most trusted men with him. This was a good opportunity for the gun captain and others. They could handle it together!
As soon as Robert and his wife closed the door, his wife flew into his arms and gave him a sweet kiss. The gun master followed the instructions of the chicken and waited until the two of them finished their work before taking action. Although Robert's wife was in her forties, she still had the charm of a middle-aged woman, and her body lines were still so charming that even the gun master was moved. Robert was covered with golden hair from his chest down, and his muscles looked extremely strong. The couple cooperated tacitly, going back and forth, and tossing and turning on the bed. The gun master was so horny that he was burning with desire. It was really a ghost! The gun master cursed inwardly and stared closely, damn, the foreigner's thing is really big, and the woman was fucked to death!
After about an hour, the two finally stopped fighting, and the gun captain secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This was more tiring than fighting in a group. When Robert entered the bathroom, the gun captain quickly entered from the window and knocked the coquettish woman unconscious. She looked like she was fast asleep. The gun captain quickly searched Robert's clothes. He wanted to take out everything inside, nothing should be left out. The sound of flushing continued to be heard in the bathroom. About five minutes later. Robert opened the door, and the gun captain smiled at him, pointed his fingers at him, and quickly put Robert's clothes on. Then he opened the door. Ji'er had been waiting outside with a large food cart. He pointed to the next door, put the people in, and pushed the food cart away. The gun captain kept walking.
When he returned to the room again and looked at the beautiful body of Robert's wife, he felt itchy in his heart. He touched her up and down, spread her pink thighs and took a look, but suddenly he lost all interest.
He flew out of the window and listened quietly. The two were watching TV. The gunner took advantage of the TV program to make the two laugh and suddenly slipped in. Before the other party turned around, he resolved the fight and opened the door again. Moker and Caroline were waiting outside.
After returning to the warehouse, Tian Wu had already woken up. The gun captain originally planned to go and see it, but he was worried about his brothers here, thinking that there were still a few waiting. According to the plan, after O'Neill changed his face to become Robert, Mokle and Caroline followed him, first getting rid of the FBI's entanglement, and at the same time allowing O'Neill to successfully capture three fugitives, but they had been killed. The next step was to lead his men to chase and intercept Johnson, Adams and Cole everywhere, playing a cat and mouse game. In the end, of course, it was announced that all the fugitives who sneaked into New York had been arrested, and the Mafia and the Chinese gang were led back.
Tian Wu looked at the gun chief, his voice choked a little: "Fourth brother..." The gun chief patted his hands and said, "I know everything. We also fell into the hands of the police that night. Li Mazi and Huang Daner were killed. Now Hu Tou and the other four are still in prison. I found an opportunity and escaped with a few serious criminals, the people outside." Tian Wu calmed down after hearing the gun chief's words, and said to the gun chief, "They released Wuchang and Ajun first, just to see if you had other helpers. They detained me to lure others to rescue me. Later, they found out that there was no one else except us, so they let me go. Fourth brother, you must avenge Xiao Si and the others! By the way, the shadow with broken legs took good care of me. If it weren't for him, I would have been beaten to death several times!"
The gun chief was a little surprised. It turned out to be that skilled guy. Why did he save Tian Wu? Seeing the gun chief's confusion, Tian Wu said, "He said he was grateful that you showed mercy and didn't kill him." The gun chief nodded and said, "This guy is good. It seems worth making friends with! Don't worry, I will keep an eye on him. Don't think too much about it now. Just focus on healing. I have thought of a way. I will definitely let you get revenge this time! By the way, your drug addiction..." Tian Wu smiled bitterly and said, "It's okay. I can quit! That's because I don't have auxiliary drugs, and I don't have the fighting spirit in my heart. Now that I see my fourth brother, I will definitely survive!"
The gun captain looked at Tian Wu with emotion. This man was considered a big shot in Hong Kong. He didn't expect that he would be treated like this not long after coming to the United States. It was all his fault! Thinking of this, the gun captain lowered his head unconsciously. Tian Wu said: "Fourth brother, don't be like this. The brothers don't blame you! It's all the bastards of the mafia... If they hadn't turned against us..." The gun captain nodded and interrupted Tian Wu: "I know what to do. Don't worry, what they have done to us must be returned tenfold."
That night, the gun captain followed Ji'er's instructions and knocked down two Americans. Shashido and Shabaf exchanged identities, and Ji'er took his men away. The gun captain was a little worried and followed Ji'er. He didn't want to be a weapon in other people's hands anymore.
With his ability, it was easy for him to follow Ji'er. At the same time, he also checked if anyone else was following. After seeing Ji'er enter the gallery, the gun chief looked around and finally confirmed that no one was following him. Then he returned to the warehouse. Wu Chang learned the basic injection from O'Neal, and O'Neal put the medicine needed by Tian Wu aside, so it was no big deal. Now there were only Newman and Hardaway accompanying the gun chief in the entire warehouse, and the three of them kept chatting together. Anyway, they were free, so the gun chief began to instruct the two on fighting skills. Newman's reaction was faster, but his strength was not as strong as Hardaway's. Looking at the two, the gun chief thought of the brothers Simiqi and Jamiqi. They were real fighting masters, especially the cooperation between the brothers, which was simply seamless. If he hadn't had the foundation of Qigong, it is estimated that the one lying down that night would not be the other party.
The gun master accidentally stimulated his potential in the prison and broke the handcuffs in one fell swoop. After a few days of relaxation, he no longer had the power he had at that time, but the gun master had a feeling that if he was in a very dangerous situation, that kind of power could also burst out. This was too strange! But now he wanted to deliberately show it, but it was impossible. It was still the same state as before, but a little more powerful, but the lethality was obviously not as terrifying as when the lock was broken in the prison.
Newman and Hardaway listened patiently to the explanation of the gun master, while the gun master tried hard to recall the feeling of the original fight, while instructing how to move the feet and how to punch, and at the same time, they practiced actual combat. The three of them fought happily in the warehouse, and Wuchang and Ajun were also attracted to watch. They saw that the two foreigners had strong punches and fast speeds, especially Newman, who became more and more flexible after being constantly corrected and improved by the gun master. Their habit of punching was to sink their shoulders, twist their waists, swing their arms and then hit out. After the gun master instructed several techniques in Chinese martial arts, Newman now did not move his shoulders, but his fists were still fast, which seemed more sudden and powerful.
Seeing Wuchang and Ajun enjoying the fight, the gun commander invited them to join him. All four of them were young men who had served in the military. After a round of fighting, Newman was extremely impressed by the Chinese soldiers' fighting skills! Soon, the four of them developed a close relationship.
