The people who hired me are dead

"He wants to bring trouble to the east." Hu Qi ordered two cups of coffee at the corner coffee shop, and someone would give one of them to Frank in a while.

Daniela didn't abuse Hu Qi when he was under house arrest. Except that Hu Qi couldn't communicate with the outside world, Hu Qi didn't receive any influence.He remembered what Daniela had said to him when they had dinner with him. She said, "You may hate me, but sooner or later you will understand my difficulties."

Gordon's voice on the microphone pulled Hu Qi out of his memory.Hu Qi took a sip of coffee and said to Gordon: "Actually, their method is feasible to some extent, but it's not just a violation of humanitarianism. We have never known the purpose of Death's massacre of survivors. It represents seven demons. Agents of death, picking out survivors with villainy, it looks like a sacrificial ritual."

"The risk is still too great. I don't think the god of death will treat this world kindly. Daniela and Frank will not even think of this. Their original plan is not to expel the god of death, or they intend to let the god of death take over the world. Let the whole world become its hunting garden." Gordon avoided passing doctors and nurses, and whispered to Hu Qi: "The world situation will definitely change at that time, some small countries are not enough to resist disasters, if they don't get aid, they are very It may disappear completely. Hu Qi, Daniela and the others have a long-term plan for this country, and diverting disasters to the east is only one link."

Hu Qi clicked his tongue, and his eyes fell on the opposite table, where a young woman was drinking coffee alone. She looked at her mobile phone and added spoonful after spoonful of sugar to the coffee.The murmuring woman felt Hu Qi's gaze, she looked up at Hu Qi, and showed him a shy smile.When she arched her brows, a little blush appeared on her face, making the small freckles on her face more obvious.

Hu Qi hooked his lips friendly to her, and with a soft expression, he quietly looked at the woman holding the coffee.After a while, he whispered to the phone: "If we still want to sit in a coffee shop and drink coffee like we do now in a few years, then we can't back down, Gordon."

"There must be a reason for Frank to specifically mention this coffee shop." Gordon said, "Pay attention to your surroundings."

Hu Qi hung up the phone and drank his coffee again.He picked up his bag and was about to leave when the young woman stopped Hu Qi.

"Sir, it may take up a little of your time." The woman with small freckles fiddled with her messy curly hair nervously, and she whispered: "What I want to say is...it may be a bit strange to say, maybe you won't believe it, but……"

She tugged at her hair tangled, and looked behind Hu Qi from time to time.Hu Qi waited patiently for her to speak, the woman's face was full of confusion, "I may not have slept well, but, sir, I really saw..."

Before she finished speaking, Hu Qi immediately interrupted her. He raised his voice and said in an unquestionable tone: "You look very tired, child, maybe you should take a good rest."

"Yeah, do I look bad?" the woman stammered, she seemed to be holding something in her hand.

"Yes, your mental state looks very bad, maybe you should close your eyes slowly." Hu Qi's body was tense, he held the bag strap tightly, and said calmly: "Now, go back, Sit down and have a good rest."

The woman nodded, her caramel eyes seemed to speak.She looked up at Hu Qi, as if she wanted to tell him something.

Hu Qi knew that now was not the time to talk, so he snorted coldly, turned around and left quickly.

The woman's eyes widened, she looked at Hu Qi's back, and said in a panic: "Sir, wait a minute, can I just wait?"

Hu Qi turned his head and gave the woman a cold look, warning her not to follow.

Hu Qi's footsteps were getting faster and faster. Maybe this person was sent by Frank, but it didn't mean that Hu Qi didn't care about her life or death.From the corner of Hu Qi's eyes, he saw a black shadow quietly following him. He didn't know when this shadow appeared beside him, but except for them, everyone who saw the shadow would die unexpectedly.

Just when Hu Qi was about to leave the restaurant, he heard a little girl's crisp voice, "

Mom, why are there two shadows of that uncle? "

Hu Qi paused, and he turned around suddenly, only to see that the black shadow that had been moving with him suddenly changed direction.

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According to the rules, Yun Xinzhuo should stay at the scene of the accident, even if no one of them was injured.But Yun Xinzhuo didn't want to waste time.

Ever since he was frightened by the truck, Charles became more honest. He followed Yun Xinzhuo quietly and sent Yun Xinzhuo all the way to the collector's club.

The dispirited Charles came back to life immediately when he arrived here. He ran to the past, found the hidden entrance with ease, and led Yun Xinzhuo there.

There were two security guards at the door, and a strong black male stopped them. He looked at Yun Xinzhuo carefully, and said with a straight face, "Only members can come in here."

"I'm Charles, where did the security guards go before?" Charles raised his head and patted the security guard's chest muscles and said, "Forget it, it's not important, as you know, I often come here to play with my brother."

The security guard grinned at him and said, "John is on vacation, he still has your little bench for you, and I'll bring it to you in a while."

"Hey, I'm ashamed of you doing this." Charles whispered to the security guard on tiptoe: "I brought a friend here, and I just told him that I am a regular visitor here."

Although their voices were not loud, Yun Xinzhuo could still hear them clearly.He was silent for a moment, stepped forward and asked, "How do I become a member?"

"Take out the one from the Tibetan station, don't you know?" The security guard said to Yun Xinzhuo: "We are quite famous here."

"Collection?" Yun Xinzhuo thought for a while, took out his saber from his arms and asked, "I can guarantee that this part of the agent's equipment comes from an innocent source."

The 'member' of the collector, Charles, was stopped by the security guards. He watched Yun Xinzhuo follow the waiter in, sat on the chair with a sad face and sulked.

Yun Xinzhuo looked back at Charles anxiously. He was very worried that the truck just now had something to do with the god of death, but he saw no shadows or encountered any danger along the way.

He thought for a while and said to the security guard, "Let him go in with me, I can guarantee that he won't touch things indiscriminately."

"No, there are real knives and guns inside, and he is likely to injure himself and others." The security guard said seriously: "Children are not allowed to enter the club."

Yun Xinzhuo looked at the surrounding environment of Charles, and there were not many things that could pose a threat to him.He pursed his lips and said to the security guard in a low voice: "Actually, we seem to be followed by someone on the way here. I'm not sure if that's my illusion."

He didn't continue talking, and the security guard's eyes became vigilant.

"What you said is true?" the security guard asked nervously.

Yun Xinzhuo raised his eyebrows, and the security guard took a deep breath and called Charles to sit beside him.He patted his pocket and said to Yun Xinzhuo: "You can go in with confidence, we brought a guy, and this little guy won't have a chance to leave our sight."

Just like what the security guard said, this club has begun to take shape and become famous.It's working hours now, and there are only a few middle-aged people chatting inside.They sat or stood scattered, and only looked up at Yun Xinzhuo when he passed by them.

There were some guns hanging on the wall of the club. Yun Xinzhuo touched them when he passed by, and made sure that these were real guns and not models.

To be honest, Yun Xinzhuo didn't think he could find the collector Don Naxiu here.Daniela's investigation time is much longer than his, she has enough manpower and sources.Yun Xinzhuo can find this club, so must Daniela.

The waiter was an old man. He first introduced the collection and the history here to Yun Xinzhuo.

He's skilled, and it looks like he's said that to everyone who gets in here.

"Have you ever heard of the name Don Naxiu?" Yun Xinzhuo asked.

The old man paused, and he said in confusion, "Why do people always come to ask Donahue recently?"

"Someone asked before?" Yun Xinzhuo narrowed his eyes and asked.

"Yes, a woman with several subordinates, and I don't know what they are doing." The old man muttered, "We do have two named Donahue here, but they are just ordinary members."

"How are they doing now?" Yun Xinzhuo asked while looking at the collection on the wall: "That woman took them away, didn't she?"

"Yes, but they have come back." The old man said, leading Yun Xinzhuo into a compartment, and he continued: "They also searched through this place, took down every collection and checked it, and put it here It's a mess. And knocked down a wall, you see."

Yun Xinzhuo followed the old man's fingers and saw that a wall in the cubicle had been violently destroyed, and the floor nearby also showed obvious signs of demolition.

"There was a painting there originally, it was painted by a painter named Donahue, but that painter has passed away." The old man explained: "Those people thought we would hide things in the wall, but we didn't put anything, and they went to I found the painter's cemetery, and to be honest, they are a bunch of lunatics..."

The old man chattered, and Yun Xinzhuo quietly looked at the collection in this compartment.Most of the weapons placed here are cold weapons. Yun Xinzhuo walked over and touched the sword closest to him. The person who made it had good skills, but the original intention of making it was obviously for decoration.

"Can I pick it up?" Yun Xinzhuo turned to the old man and said.

"Of course, but you have to wear gloves, and it may be inconvenient to wrap it in a handkerchief." The old man took out a pair of disposable gloves and handed them to Yun Xinzhuo.

Yun Xinzhuo stroked the sword through his glove, and he could be sure that the sword had never hurt anyone or been stained with blood.Putting down the sword, his eyes moved to other collections.Things here are very messy, Yun Xinzhuo saw Tang Dao and also saw nunchucks.

He turned around inside a few times, and finally set his sights on a long sword.

Yun Xinzhuo walked over and picked up the sword in surprise.The old man said behind him: "That sword is very light, light and soft. And it is very long. If you ask me, how can someone like such a long sword."

Yun Xinzhuo stroked the sword in his hand in a daze, and he murmured softly: "Yeah, how could anyone like it."