Looking at the direction Thor left, Lü Ze was speechless for a long time.

He had considered whether to take action before in the room, but he held back.

Three meters away, the gun is fast.

Within three meters, the gun is fast and accurate.

I don’t know when there is a saying that a gun is worse than a boxer within three meters in the world. This statement cannot be considered wrong, but it must have a prerequisite.

This premise is: Those who use fists must be experts, and those who hold guns must be laymen.

Judging from Lu Ze's fighting level, if there is an ordinary gunman sitting opposite him, he can kill him without reacting and kill him with one punch.

It's not possible to encounter a gun master like Thor, such as the legendary shooter Bob Monden, whose rapid shooting record is 0.0175 seconds, and his two consecutive shots, with a 100% hit rate within 15 meters.

Lu Ze is not sure what Thor's rapid fire record is.

It will definitely not exceed 0.02, which means it will not exceed two percent of the second from pulling the gun to shooting.

So even though he sat face to face, Lu Ze did not act rashly.

He always seemed very calm, just not wanting to make Thor nervous, because such a short distance was enough for gunmen of their level.

"I've seen Thor."

Carrying the lunch box, Lv Ze returned to the safe house.

“Where?”

Peng Yixing and others were excited.

"In the tea restaurant, he took the initiative to come to me and said he was not going to assassinate Xiaozhuang anymore, because Xiaozhuang was no longer regarded as an opponent by him."

Lu Ze put down the lunch box and couldn't help but exclaim: "Thor is crazy, but his crazy people can't hate him. Even as an opponent, I must admit that this is a capable person."

"Brother Ze, here in Xiaozhuang..."

Ling Jing pointed to Xiaozhuang, who was still sleeping soundly.

Lu Ze glanced at Xiaozhuang and shook his head slightly: "Let him sleep, the rest has nothing to do with him."

Killer and ordinary people are two different worlds. Most people don’t know who Xiaozhuang is, let alone what he has done.

If you know, those with low levels cannot find Xiaozhuang, and those with high levels will not be interested in a useless person.

If nothing unexpected happens, they will not have any interaction with Xiaozhuang again in the future.

In a few years, Xiaozhuang may get out of decadence, marry and have children in the manner of an ordinary person, or raise a pet dog to express his soul.

In the future, unless someone kills his dog or kidnapped his daughter, you don’t have to expect him to come back.

night.

Causeway Bay, Fuso videotape rental store.

"Miss Qin, we are Mr. Ito's friends. He wants us to take you to see him. Don't you know if you are convenient?"

In the late 1980s, Hong Kong Island developed rapidly.

Ordinary families have already started to be equipped with tape projectors. Just put the tape box in the projector and you can watch movies and TV series, which is very convenient.

Near Causeway Bay, there is a Fuso video tape rental store that specializes in serving the Fuso people.

Their tapes are all in Japanese, and there are some of them that are relatively unpopular. Hong Kong people don’t know how to watch Fuso tapes, and their business is pretty good.

Qin Xilei is an employee of this tape store, but she is not from Fusang, but from Taiwanese, and she just speaks Fusang language.

Of course, the job income in the tape store is not high, and in order to support herself, she will also do some part-time jobs.

At present, she is providing housekeeping services to a fuso photographer named Ito Ono. Unfortunately, the photographer is quite mysterious. She has been in this job for more than three months and has actually only met Mr. Ono once.

"Mr. Ono wants to see me?"

Qin Xilei was a little surprised.

However, she was very curious about Mr. Ono. When the other party said this name, she instinctively did not want to refuse: "Would I go home and clean up? My clothes are instinctively in the store, and I didn't bring any other clothes."

"No, it's just a simple meeting, no need to be so troublesome."

Two young people stood in front of Qin Xilei. They looked gentle and friendly, but their tone was unquestionable.

"Okay, how can we get over?"

Qin Xilei asked.

"Just come with us."

The two made a gesture of invitation and took Qin Xilei into the car.

Soon, the vehicle started and headed towards Jordan. Qin Xilei sat in the back seat and tried to talk to the two about Mr. Ono, but the two were obviously not interested. They were stern, as if someone owed them money.

Buzz buzz!!

The car was driving on the road, and just passed an intersection, he followed a motorcycle.

The motorcycle driver rushed up on the motorcycle. The moment the two sides were running side by side, they took out a pistol from their arms.

"parking!"

The gunman shook his pistol and signaled the vehicle to stop.

When the young man in the passenger seat saw it, he subconsciously touched his waist. However, before he could move, the gunman shot directly.

Bang!

A bullet flew out and hit the young man directly on the leg, causing him to hold his legs and scream.

"parking!"

The gunman fired another shot and hit the windshield.

Seeing this, the driver quickly braked and slowly leaned on the side of the road.

"Go back and tell Luo Jinghua that he can kill me, but don't implicate innocent people. No one jumped out of the stone. Don't force me to go crazy."

The gunman took off his helmet and showed a handsome and sturdy face.

"Mr. O, we also act as a commander. Please don't make things difficult for us."

The young man in the driving seat raised his hands very consciously.

"I know, so I won't kill you."

Killer O, or Ito Ono, pointed forward with a pistol: "Drive, get out of my sight."

Buzzing...

The young man drove away quickly and did not dare to stop for too long.

After the two drove away, Ito Ono turned to look at Qin Xilei: "Miss Qin, I really didn't expect our second meeting to be in this situation."

"Little, Mr. Ono!"

Qin Xilei's eyes were disbelief and hesitated: "You..."

"Get on the bus first, this is not a place to talk."

Ito Ono put his helmet on Qin Xilei's head and drove away quickly.

Half an hour later.

The two of them turned around and walked around the path, and soon arrived at the entrance of a cage apartment.

Qin Xilei didn't say anything along the way, but just followed Ito Ono until Ito took her to the third floor and entered a place called "Big Women's Photography Studio".

"Mr. Ono?"

After entering the room, Qin Xilei seemed a little scared.

Because the room is dim and there are many photos of red crosses on the wall, it doesn’t look like a regular photography room no matter how you look.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not..."

Ito Ono's tone paused slightly: "It's not a bad person."

Although Ito Ono is a killer, he never kills innocent people indiscriminately and only treats being a killer as a job. Just like some people kill pigs, cattle, sheep, and fish, the only difference is that he kills people.

"I'm not afraid, it's just those people just now..."

Qin Xilei wanted to speak but stopped.

"They were sent by my enemy, but I didn't expect to bring you in."

"But don't worry, all this will be solved soon. I'm not a person who sits there and waits for death."

Ito Ono said as he took off his coat and looked at his shoulder.

He had bandages wrapped around his shoulders. This was what he left behind in the afternoon when he went to find Luo Jinghua.

Fortunately, the injuries were not severe, but only the scratches did not affect the battle.

"You sit for a while, I'll go and make a phone call."

Ito Ono stood up and walked towards the phone in the room.
To be continued...