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After clearing this group of pursuers, Lin Rui and the others found the white bear in the snow. Replication address visit to the power network wènhp://

The Russian man was already bleeding a puddle of blood under his body, and Jiang An quickly checked his injuries, frowned, and said, "The bullet is still inside, and it must be sent to rescue as soon as possible." If it's too late, the situation is not optimistic. ”

Lin Rui nodded, "Yelena, Jiang'an, you guys help him treat his wounds for the time being, and then send him to the evacuation point." ”

"What about you?" said Shogishi as he looked at him.

"Sergey, you and I go to that bastard who owes a beating. Lin Rui changed a full magazine on the AK47, "Just remember to spare his life, and I won't care about the rest." ”

"If this bastard hadn't taken advantage of the chaos to escape, the white bear wouldn't have been hurt by chasing him. Sergei sneered cruelly, "Lao Tzu is holding back the fire in his belly, just waiting for your words." ”

"Lin Rui!" grabbed him and said in a deep voice, "Be careful." ”

"I have a number, save the white bear first, and when I find this guy, I will come and meet you. Lin Rui nodded, turned around and followed Sergei's footprints to find it.

Now Minolovic is also a wolf, and he escaped from the cemetery at great risk, stumbling to the side of the road. To his despair, the suburban road was devoid of vehicles on a snowy afternoon.

Minolović looked around for a moment, and thought to himself: No! Neither the mercenaries nor the Secret Order will let themselves go. They will all be desperate to find themselves. The best thing to do is to find a nearby place to hide. Wait until they kill each other, and then try to get out.

Thinking of this, Minolovic struggled to move his body and ran to the other side of the road. But because the snow was so slippery, his body visibly lost his balance and he fell hard.

"Oh my God, are you alright?" said Minolovic as he struggled to get up. Suddenly he heard a voice, he was stunned for a moment, and when he turned around slowly, he found a person walking by the side of the road.

The man must have been twenty or thirty years old, well-dressed, and it was evident from the heavy sable coat, silk white scarf, and white gloves that the man was supposed to be very rich. The man looked at Minolovich with some surprise and said, "Sir, you look really bad. How can you help?"

"No! I'm fine. Minolovic tried to make himself look as normal as possible, hiding his handcuffed hands with clothes that were tied to his wrists.

He didn't want to be discovered by a random passerby, so he just smiled and said, "I just accidentally fell, and I'm fine." Thank you, though. ”

The young man looked at him and said with a smirk, "How can you be okay? After all, you have been imprisoned in an underground prison for 11 years and abducted by a group of mercenaries. If it were me, I'd be going to collapse. And it's amazing that you're so calm, isn't it?"

Minolovic's heart was beating wildly, but he still said nonchalantly, "I'm sorry sir, are you talking about me?"

The young man smiled slightly, "Of course, Minolovic, can I say anything but you?"

Minolovic immediately knew that it was not good, turned around and ran. But he was still a step slower. The young man had untied the scarf around his neck and threw it with all his might, wrapped around one of his feet, and dragged him to the ground.

Minolovic fell again in the snow.

The young man walked over step by step, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I want to leave before I finish speaking." Aren't you in a hurry?"

"Who are you, and what do you want?" said Minolovic, rolling over and getting up, alert.

The young man showed his hands and showed his white gloves. With a slight smile, he said, "I've had many names, but many people still like to call me White Gloves." ”

"White gloves?" said Minolovic with a frown.

"Yes. "Mr. Minolovic, it seems that you are really very skillful, and you can escape from such a well-guarded place, which makes the Petak prison restless." That's why someone is going to hire me to keep order. ”

"Maintain order?" said Minolovic, frowning, "what do you mean?"

White Glove smiled and shrugged, "While you were fleeing, that Petak underground prison held and imprisoned sixty prisoners. And you're the only prisoner alive now. Last night, I ordered the execution of the remaining fifty-nine of them. That was the first change I made when I arrived. Time is limited, Minolovic. I can't allow anyone to waste time on projects that don't have any hope. ”

"What do you mean?" said Minolovic, looking at the white gloves.

"In the past, you refused to confess, and you can still let you live. But in my opinion, it's all a waste of time. If you refuse to confess, I will immediately terminate you and find another worthwhile business. The world is so big, and there are many valuable projects. In this age of efficiency, why hang ourselves from a tree?" said White Glove shrugged.

Minolovic looked at the white gloves and said, "You won't do that, because you know the value of the design in my hands." You're catching me for this, it's a project that will make you a lot of money. ”

"Indeed, though, my time is much earlier. White Gloves smiled.

Minolovic felt only a pain in his abdomen, and when he looked down again, he was horrified to find a head in his lower abdomen. The head was pierced so deep that it was almost out of the handle. Blood was flowing down the stalk of the head, dripping onto the snow, which was shocking.

The white gloves pushed him away and examined his hands with white gloves, which were still white and dusty, not stained with the slightest blood. As if he was afraid of the bloody aura that would be contaminated with Minolovic, he took a step to the side and said slowly, "I know you still want to try your luck and try to bargain." It's a pity, I'm not interested, I do business, it's just a fixed price. Either close the deal at a fixed price, or simply don't do it. ”

Minolovich sat down on the ground, looked up with difficulty, and said, "Help me...... Please help me...... I promise everything, I really promise everything. The blood in his abdomen kept pouring out, but he didn't dare pull out the head. Because he was afraid that it would bleed faster and die faster.

"It's a pity, I didn't want to do business with you today, and others who can't get it can't get it can't think of it. White Glove turned gracefully and sighed, "Even if you don't pull out that head, it's useless." The blood trough of this head is specially designed to make you bleed to death in no time. Goodbye, Mr. Minolovic, it's a pleasure to meet you. ”