Chapter 20 Drive!
Colt did it on purpose, whether it was his attitude towards the "cleaner" or his fearless state, everything was deliberately shown. To be honest, when the dark gun appeared in front of him, Old Colt was shocked, but the next second, he knew how to deal with it. This was told by seventy years of life experience, because in this case, if you can't calm down yourself, the calming one must be the other party. Therefore, Colt fabricated all kinds of diseases, and knew that what the other party wanted was not only his life, but disturbing the other party's heart was the key to saving his life. So Colt took off his pants and pounced on him when he didn't even have time to lift his pants.
In the toilet, Colt was lying on the 'cleaner' with big white, butt, and slapped his age spots on his body, pressing his hands with both hands, and then he pulled open his gong and shouted: "Help!!!"
"Murder!!!"
This is a public place, with Mary sitting in the cafe. Colt knew that as long as his voice was heard, someone would call the police. At least, it was a turning point.
but!
"***, how could this happen? How could this happen in my coffee shop?"
This was a sound from outside the door, and then an alarm sound appeared outside the door: "Privately, I want to call the police. Someone shouted 'Help' in my coffee shop, and said someone wanted to kill him... I was not excited, I really couldn't hold it in, they stuck my toilet door."
No one kicked the door and came in to show his courage. The toilet door did not shake at the door except for the sound of calling.
A hint of viciousness appeared on the corner of the "cleaner"'s mouth. As Old Colt held his hand, he swung his right fist and ran to the back of Old Colt's mind with a punch.
The impact caused by the fist touching the back of the brain bone made the "cleaner" numb with his left hand. This punch was almost a punch that he tried his best in a critical state. When he was watching Old Colt, he was almost rubbing his face against the ground and leaning forward with no reaction time at all.
The "cleaner" who had escaped control quickly got up, raised his gun and pulled the trigger at Old Colt's thigh and bang!
"ah!!!!"
A tragic sound appeared, and the impact of the bullet made Old Colt immediately shrink his legs. The rapid pain made the 70-year-old man grit his teeth desperately, his lips pursed, and the bones on his cheeks became tense. The pain made him unable to help but make a violent nasal sound of "Yeah!", "Yeah!", and only roll around the ground.
"Old guy, I'll ask you one last time, where is the thing!"
The 'cleaner' was anxious. The nature of this incident was called 'the arrow was opened without turning back'. From the second he followed Old Colt into the toilet, he changed the nature of the incident to only success and no failure. Any accident would cause an irresistible disaster.
Old Colt endured the pain and muttered: "Guess what reaction did the people in the coffee shop hear the gunshot? Those customers will definitely rush out of the coffee shop, and the police will appear. Young man, you have no time anymore, and it is still time to leave now!"
The whole incident has reached an extreme. The "cleaner" believes that the consequence of his departure must be that Old Colt will make the things in his hands public, and Old Colt must not tell the whereabouts of the thing at this moment, otherwise he will die particularly ugly.
Time was lost in their stalemate, and three seconds later, the "cleaner" finally showed his viciousness.
He had no choice, and from the beginning of his decision to draw his gun, Old Colt would have to die!
Bang!!!
The bullet rushed out of the firelight at the muzzle, and a stream of air condensed with rotation. Then, at a speed that the naked eye could not reach, it quickly pierced into the middle of the eyebrows. At this moment, the firelight at the muzzle subsided.
“Uh~”
Old Colt shook violently, his wide eyes filled with disbelief, and he could not believe that this guy had no hesitation in so many restrictions, this, this, this was unreasonable.
He forgot that he forgot that the other party’s restrictions were put on by himself. The current situation has become that Old Colt’s death can be exchanged for 24 hours. When he is alive, he will immediately make the things in his hands public after the “cleaner” leaves.
The slowly flowing blood on the ground did not make the "cleaner" feel any guilt. He was indifferent to Old Colt's death. Next, he searched Old Colt and quickly removed the mop stuck at the toilet door. When he pushed open the toilet door, there were only two tables of guests left in the coffee shop. One table was the old woman who used to be the place where Old Colt was, and the other table was the guy who had followed Old Colt. Both of them recognized the "cleaners".
"Don't move!"
"Don't move anyone, don't move that murderer, he is not our mission!"
"Kenny, you are responsible for following the murderer after he left. Norton cannot know where the murderer's place is after the target is killed. Everyone else has listened to it. As long as this bastard doesn't attack us, no one is allowed to be a 'good citizen' in Los Angeles."
The frequency of intercoms in the air is beating frequently, and their "head" has issued the latest instructions.
Obviously, in such a short time, they had no time to contact their superiors.
Bang!
Another gunshot was heard, and after the "cleaner" walked out of the toilet, he raised his hand and shot Mary without thinking.
Mary was hit by a bullet and pressed her back against the window glass, and she kept sliding downwards with one leg on the chair. "Guru", her body weight overwhelmed the chair, and her whole body fell in the corner of the ground. Everything came so suddenly.
The agents in the coffee shop all subconsciously reached out and touched their backs. This action had betrayed them, but they were not as fast as the "cleaner". Almost after the bastard shot, he rushed towards Mary, picked up her lady's handbag and left quickly.
Mary leaned against the corner of the wall and was bubbling with blood. She would never have thought that she would die so unknown when she found such a powerful backer!
The "cleaner" in the coffee shop didn't care about the mess. He, Mary's lady's handbag was stuffed into his arms, his pistol was in his pocket, and he walked forward as if no one was around. Without a few steps, he turned and stepped into another street.
Logically speaking, this kind of thing should have ended, but the result was nothing more than a agent who killed someone who should shut up but showed off his power and disappeared. But the matter was really not over yet. The young couple who had been kissing at the door of the coffee shop followed him regardless of danger. After seeing the murderer turn around on the street, he immediately started to take off his coat. The man took off his coat and turned it over and put it on. A plain baseball jacket turned into a thick leather jacket after turning over. When he took out his sunglasses from his pocket and put them on, the man completely turned into another appearance.
At the same time, his female companion separated from him. The woman threw her coat directly into the trash can, and then spread her hair tied into a ponytail and immediately put on the hat of the hoodie. The two of them marched on the street one by one, waiting for the opportunity to replace each other.
The sirens of the police car sounded behind them. The member of the surveillance "Norton" at this time saw the man turning into the alley with his own eyes. When he chased in, he was the first to see a 90° corner turn.
There is nothing to hesitate about. He must follow him no matter what it is ahead.
Norton members were getting closer and closer to the corner. The moment they turned their bodies, he saw a figure. Before he could do anything, the stinging pain in his thigh made him bend down, and then a "puff" sound came from his ears.
The cleaner said coldly in the alley: "Don't follow me."
The cleaner's hands were too dark, and he held the dagger pierced into Norton's member's thigh and twisted it horizontally. When he pulled out the knife, his leg was as blood as a pillar.
He didn't want to continue killing people, but this was the best way to stop the stalker. In his case, he would only die of excessive blood loss without anyone helping him. Moreover, he was sure that the other party's companion would definitely help, and at present, he must leave the crime scene as soon as possible.
On the street outside the alley, a SV was parked alone at the entrance of the supermarket. On the side of the car, the boy was saying something to the woman in the car as if he was begging... He couldn't hear it clearly, but this woman's car was probably the only means of transportation that could help him leave. There was no taxi passing by on this street, at least not at the moment.
"Yoda, Zhou said many times that you should not leave that villa."
"I have to take the child to the prenatal checkup, Roger, do you understand how many problems a pregnant woman will have when she lacks a prenatal checkup?"
"Aren't Zhou trying to figure out a way? He said that after waiting for your exemption order to come out for a few days, it's OK..."
The woman in the car said persistently: "No, my child, a prenatal check-up is indispensable. You'd better bring the tissue back quickly unless you want me to buy it in the supermarket. If you didn't let me go out, would I forget to bring the tissue? How do you ask me to deal with the urine test?"
Roger shook his hands powerlessly. When it was his turn to accompany Yoda at home, he acted as powerless as Gaia and Jisty. Now no one in this family can cure Yoda. But two bodies that were killed by Colt's pythons in the wandering area were called back to the police station on the weekend...
At the entrance of the supermarket, Roger glanced at the supermarket that was close to him and then at the woman in the car, sighed, turned his head and walked towards the supermarket.
Just the same time he walked into the supermarket, a man in a windbreaker got into the car with a gun. He pointed at Yoda with a gun and said, "Drive."
Chapter completed!