Chapter 1310 Wrong Attack

Gao Yang felt that he had entered the state. He looked at his watch and saw that the time had reached the time mentioned on the 13th, but Tim Davidson did not go home.

Gao Yang raised his hand, tapped the gold watch on his wrist, and then spread his hands.

No. 13 said with a serious face: "Sir, I said that if there is no accident, Mr. Davidson will come back during this time. The current situation is an accident."

Gao Yang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, then should we continue to wait or leave?"

No. 13 said solemnly: "Wait."

Gao Yang made a helpless face, and then suddenly said to the air: "Shadow, what's going on?"

"Mr. Davidson is a very regular person. He didn't go home. Maybe he was stuck in a traffic jam, or maybe he died in a car accident. How do I know why he didn't go home now? You know I didn't follow him at this time."

Gao Yang said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I'll continue to wait."

After finishing speaking, Gao Yang stood up from the sofa and said in a deep voice: "Can you give me another cocktail? I don't really know much about cocktails, so what cocktail do you think is suitable for the current atmosphere? Can you recommend one to me? ?"

No. 13 bowed slightly and said, "Moscow Mule, one of my personal favorite cocktails based on vodka."

Gao Yang snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "Very good, thank you."

Gao Yang turned around and looked at the scenery outside the glass window. After a few glances, he couldn't help but sigh: "Man, I have to admit that Mr. Davidson enjoys life very much. Oh, man, you don't have to mix drinks. We Mr. Davidson is back."

He could see the gate from his high position, and he saw a car already driving up to the gate. After just a short pause, the iron door slowly opened.

Gao Yang took two steps back to prevent anyone from seeing him standing behind the glass window. Then he said to No. 13 who was bartending: "Mr. Davidson is back. Should we wait somewhere else?"

No. 13 is pouring vodka into the cocktail shaker. He said without raising his head: "No, Mr. Davidson has some obsessive-compulsive disorder. He will definitely come to this room and will not stay downstairs for too long. The driver will leave after get off work after putting him down, so we will wait here. In two minutes and thirty seconds, he will be standing in front of you, sir."

Thirteen has no plans to stop bartending. Gao Yang shrugged: "Okay,

Then I'll sit on this sofa and wait for Mr. Davidson to open the door and surprise him. "

Gao Yang actually sat back on the sofa, tapping his fingers regularly on the coffee table in front of him, while No. 13 continued to concentrate on making his cocktail.

After almost two minutes and thirty seconds, Gao Yang smiled and said: "Leonard, things are beyond your control again. It's been two minutes and thirty seconds, and our guest, no. The master has not gone home."

No. 13 said solemnly: "An accident happened again."

At this moment, Gao Yang heard the chirping cry of a little girl, but did not hear footsteps. But considering the thick carpet, it was normal that there were no footsteps.

No. 13 picked up the cocktail he had finished, left the bar, and began to walk towards Gao Yang. At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a man walked backwards into the living room, holding a large hand in his hand. The box, and after the man entered backwards. The next person who came in was a little girl of four or five years old, a beautiful blonde with a smile on her face. Behind him, there was a smile on his face. A man in his fifties.

No one noticed Gao Yang on the sofa. When the woman raised her eyes from the little girl in front of her and saw No. 13 holding a glass of cocktail, she was stunned for a moment, and then let out a short and loud sound. A cry of terror.

The man who came in with his back to the door turned around and was shocked when he saw No. 13 walking into the middle of the living room and Gao Yang sitting on the sofa with a smile on his face. Then he dropped the box he was holding and reached for it. around the waist.

No. 13 held the wine glass in his left hand, touched his waist with his right hand, and then fired a shot.

The man holding the box trembled and fell to the ground. After falling to the ground, his body was still twitching. No. 13 just glanced coldly at the screaming woman and her eyes widened in shock. After Tim Davidson, he put the cocktail in his left hand on the coffee table in front of Gao Yang and said in a deep voice: "Sir, the Moscow mule you want."

After finishing speaking calmly, No. 13 stood up straight again, waved the pistol in his right hand at the three people who were completely stunned, and then walked towards the man lying on the ground.

Gao Yang held the wine glass in his right hand, then stood up from the sofa, raised the corners of his mouth, exposed a few white teeth, and said in a cheerful tone: "Hello, Mr. Davidson, nice to meet you."

The woman hugged the little girl in her arms and looked at No. 13 who walked in front of her with a horrified look. However, Tim Davidson, after regaining some composure, stared at Gao Yang and said: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

No. 13 has already walked to the man who fell to the ground, following the wire with one end on the man's body and the other end in his hand. Yes, the Taser gun used by No. 13.

The man who was electrocuted and incapacitated was not dead, but when he walked up to him, No. 13 used the insulated copper wire already attached to the gun to hang on the man's neck for two weeks.

Without looking at Davidson or caring about the little girl standing in front of him, looking at him in horror, No. 13 suddenly tightened the wire, tightly strangling the bodyguard who had lost the ability to move.

The little girl screamed in horror, and the woman also screamed. While covering the little girl's head in her arms, she screamed: "Stop! Stop! What are you doing!"

The little girl bravely turned around. Although she was unable to move due to her mother's arms, she still shouted at No. 13 with a sharp voice: "Let Uncle Blake go!"

The expression on No. 13's face did not change. Tim Davidson's pupils dilated due to surprise and fear. He planned to reach out and push No. 13 away, but in the end he chose to shout to the Interstellar Pharmacist.

"Stop, you're about to strangle him."

No. 13 still had no intention of stopping. His expression was as calm as if he was tightening his shoelaces rather than strangling someone.

"Stop, didn't you hear what Mrs. Davidson and Miss Sylvie said? They are telling you to stop, and we have to respect a lady's choice, especially a beautiful lady's choice."

No. 13 immediately let go of the wire in his hand, and after giving Tim Davidson a cold look, he reached out from the bodyguard's waist and pulled out a pistol that Gao Yang had never seen before.

Waiting for No. 13 to stand up and walk to the side, Gao Yang smiled with a smile on his face and said enthusiastically: "Hello, Mr. Davidson, it's nice to meet you. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Gao Yang's eyes were complicated, indifferent, with some aloof arrogance, some disdain, the calmness brought by indifference to everything, and the faint joy brought by catching the prey. This faint joy was very important, because Gao Yang never showed it. Very happy.

The eyes are the windows to the soul. If Davidson intends to read something from Gao Yang's eyes, and he does have this ability, then he will definitely be able to read something. Davidson, who had no intention of resisting, was facing Gao Yang. After taking a look, he immediately lowered his head and whispered: "Sir, what do you want? We can talk about anything, please don't hurt my family."

Gao Yang swung the glass, took a sip of the cocktail, bowed slightly, and said politely: "This is our first meeting. Please allow me to introduce the purpose of my visit this time. The reason for my coming this time is very simple. I want to The result is also very simple, oh, sorry, please wait a moment, hey, what kind of pistol are you holding? I have never seen it."

Gao Yang was suddenly interrupted. His attention seemed to be attracted by the gun in No. 13's hand, so he stretched out his hand and waved to No. 13.

No. 13 walked up to Gao Yang, reversed the handle of the gun and put the pistol in Gao Yang's hand. He said solemnly: "Sir, this is a pistol produced by fn company. The caliber is 5.7 mm. fn company uses the caliber as the standard for this gun." Named, it fires SS190 bullets with a loading capacity of 20 rounds. It has extremely strong penetrating power and can penetrate standard body armor within the effective range. It has a built-in hammer. Because of its large loading capacity and light weight, it is more popular among escorts. welcome."

Gao Yang took the pistol in his hand. After looking at the pistol, he took a sip from the wine glass in his left hand and asked curiously: "Can it penetrate bulletproof vests?"

Gao Yang pointed the gun in his right hand at the bodyguard lying on the ground, and then asked Tim Davidson with interest: "Is he wearing a bulletproof vest?"

Tim Davidson swallowed, shook his head and said, "No."

Gao Yang's face twisted, then he shook his head helplessly, pointed the pistol at the bodyguard on the ground, then turned his head to the other side, and pulled the trigger hard.

The trigger was pulled twice in succession, but the gun did not go off, but the woman covered her daughter and screamed again.

"Sir, you didn't turn on the insurance."

Gao Yang anxiously handed the gun to No. 13 again, and then said urgently to Tim Davidson: "Soon, please wait a moment, I will finish introducing myself soon."

After No. 13 pulled the slide and opened the safety, he handed the pistol to Gao Yang again and said in a deep voice: "It's okay this time, sir."

Gao Yang pointed the gun at the bodyguard on the ground, turned his head in the opposite direction, and then pulled the trigger.

After the gunshot, blood began to pour out of the bodyguard's leg. The unconscious bodyguard began to tremble unconsciously because of the pain, and the woman screamed again. Gao Yang turned his head and opened his eyes to see the bodyguard, with a look of resentment on his face. Ran said: "Fake! It's wrong." (To be continued)

ps: It’s the last two days, please give me a monthly ticket.

In the future, try to write out the writing in advance and post it during the day.