God's chessboard

seven years ago.

Wang Chunyan set foot on the coast of Thailand under the cover of night. She lived in Thailand for a year when she first left home, but she left the country after accepting funds and tasks from a mysterious employer.Now she was once again breathing the humid, sweltering air of the tropics, which seemed unchanged from all those years ago.

She contacted Xiao Yue and asked him to meet him at a simple restaurant on the pier.The tables of the restaurant are all placed in the open air, and the smell of sea water and the noise of the pier are the ingredients for eating. The reason why this poor environment can be tolerated by customers is because the seafood in this restaurant is very fresh, plump and delicious.

Wang Chunyan sat on the seat and waited for a while. A short, sexy and enchanting beauty sat across from her. Half of the beauty's face was covered by a pair of big sunglasses.

"Take off your sunglasses, you're too eye-catching." Wang Chunyan said.

The beauty took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of tired eyes and dark circles that couldn't be covered by heavy makeup.Wang Chunyan suddenly felt that this woman was old. Although she was only in her early twenties, she seemed to be older than Wang Chunyan now. Although she was still beautiful, she no longer had vitality. The 15-year-old girl in Wang Chunyan's bathroom looked completely different.

"Don't look, I know I'm ugly now." Xiao Yue said.

"I heard that you are still the most popular girl here." Wang Chunyan said.

"It won't be popular for a few years," Xiao Yue sighed, "Those who work in our industry age quickly and die quickly." She seemed not to want to talk about her own affairs: "What do you want from me?"

"I need to find someone," Wang Chunyan said, "You have to help me."

"Who?" Xiao Yue asked.

"Vankata." Wang Chunyan said without changing expression.

Xiao Yue turned pale with fright: "You don't want to die?"

"I've been investigating him for a long time. He kidnapped 62 Southeast Asian girls this time. I want to kill him before he sells them to buyers." Wang Chunyan was as calm as describing today's dinner.

"How dare you touch him? He's from 'God'!" Xiao Yue lowered his voice and carefully looked around.

"You were sold to Thailand by human traffickers, and you have been under Fankata's hands for the past few years, so you must have been tortured by him," Wang Chunyan said.

"I hate him too, but we will die if we trouble him!" Xiaoyue said, "God will not forgive you. If you kill Fankata, you are against the entire organization!"

"I never believed in God. Even if there was such an old bastard in the sky, he would not be able to assign tasks to killers," Wang Chunyan said. They did."

"No one can escape from God, they will take care of all those who want to leave, don't you know?" Xiao Yue pinched his sunglasses anxiously.

Wang Chunyan's eyes drifted to the distant sea level: "This Fankata, he is related to the death of my adoptive father. I have tracked down the killer Thayer he hired."

Xiao Yue sighed: "Why can't you let it go? You haven't mentioned your adoptive father for so many years. I thought you had come out."

"I have never forgotten," Wang Chunyan, "I will never forget how I was sold to Iran and how I climbed out of the stoning pit."

Xiao Yue lowered his head helplessly, with a haggard expression: "He's not in Thailand now, he may have gone to Vietnam to pick up the goods, or he may be in Indonesia, and he won't be back until at least a week later."

"Don't worry, I have plenty of time," Wang Chunyan said coldly, "I still have patience."

now.

In Istanbul, Turkey, under the blue sky, scorching air rises from the land covered with Arabic-style buildings.The mysterious and noisy atmosphere constitutes the so-called "romantic distance", which is fanatically pursued by innocent young literary youths with a dreamlike obsession.

Vankata, wearing a neat white suit, was sitting in an open-air cafe, and a big lazy cat walked slowly past his feet, like a king inspecting his territory.

Cashew walked behind Fankata and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Sir, there is news from the spy agency in Cambodia. The FBI is still alive and in the hands of Wang Jialong."

Fankata frowned, since he had fled Cambodia, he hadn't heard from "God", which began to make him suspicious, and his doubts made him uneasy.The taciturn cashew nut saw the owner's mind, and he whispered: "Sir, Detective Jones is not in danger at the moment, the mission God gave you is to ensure his safety and send him back to the United States, and now your mission has not failed , God will not abandon you."

Vankata looked up at the blue mosque in the distance, and only four of the six towering minarets were exposed. Human vision is a very strange sense. Although the world is three-dimensional, the eyes can only see two-dimensional pictures forever. There is always a part that is hidden, even if you know it is there, the eye cannot catch it.

"The FBI has always been the biggest obstacle affecting the plan," Vinkata said bitterly, "I don't understand how they came to the conclusion that he must live!"

"None of us can speculate on God's intentions," Cashew reminded.

"Can't speculate, or is it not allowed to speculate?" Fankata looked at the cashew nut coldly, "I can't understand why you stay by my side." He said meaningfully.

"This is an arrangement for me, just like it is an arrangement for you to let you dominate in Southeast Asia." Cashew said without emotion.

Van Katha has always been afraid of cashew nuts. This Cambodian is his subordinate on the surface, but he is on the same level as him in the "God" organization, or maybe even higher than him. They are all playing their roles perfectly.

At this time, the waiter from the coffee shop came over and presented the bill to Fankata respectfully.Vankata glanced at the back of the bill, immediately took out the lighter and lit it, and threw the blackened and curled half of the note into the coffee before the flames burned his fingers.

Putting the half-remaining cup of coffee back into the saucer, Fankata stood up and walked to the other side of the street. Cashew picked up the coat that Fankata had hung on the back of the chair, and followed closely behind the owner.

The holy color of the Blue Mosque is reminiscent of heaven, and devout pilgrims enter with the same solemn expression.The ethereal chants were pierced into the blue sky by the minaret and passed to heaven, but they could not convey the real cry of the world.Has God, who is worshiped by believers, ever sympathized with the world?With cynical thoughts, Fankata stepped into the mosque. He was never a believer, and there was only one "God" he believed in.

Icons are not enshrined in mosques, because believers believe that Allah exists in the heart.In the open space, the tall dome is composed of hemispheres, which are opposite to the outer dome.Worshipers kneel on blankets, bend their bodies deeply, touch their foreheads and noses to the ground, and strictly perform routine worship.Van Kata strode past the kneeling crowd, not caring that it was an offense to others.He walked across the hall and walked directly to the back of the chapel.

Since worshipers are required to keep clean, mosques have matching bathhouses regardless of their size.But few people doubt the size of the bathhouse. People never care too much about the house being more than one meter narrower than the outside, as long as the house itself is wide enough.Vankatta pushed open a piece of the wall behind the tapestry—it was a secret door the same color as the wall.Behind the door is a small but exquisite secret room with comfortable cushions and ornate tapestries. In the center of the secret room sits a burly masked man. On the carpet in front of him are silver teapots, teacups and a plate of colorful dishes. Turkish Delight.Seeing this man, Van Kata was both disdainful and suspicious. This man named Sadiq Adnan never showed his true face, and God also acquiesced in his behavior of wearing a mask.

"Sadiq, is God calling me back?" Vankata asked first.

"The plane at noon the day after tomorrow," Sadiq said with obvious contempt, "back to New York."

"I can still make it up," said Vankata forcefully, "please tell God."

Sadiq sneered: "Do you think this is your punishment? God has been very forgiving. You, a waste who missed twice, should have been removed long ago, but God thinks you still have the value of living."

"What did you say?" Fankata stepped forward viciously, making a gesture to make a move.

Sadiq remained motionless, and Cashew had intervened between the two of them. Facing Fankata, his tense and flexible body clearly reflected his upcoming action: as long as Fankata attacked, Cashew would stop him by any means.

Fankata took a step back: "Remember: I don't admit that I've ever missed. That girl named 'Elf' has already been resolved, and I will settle this matter myself!"

Sadiq stood up: "You let the 'elf' Wang Chunyan make a move, and then God took the initiative to get rid of her - it was the whole organization that wiped your ass for you. This time is the same, and God will help you deal with the disaster you caused , but there will be no third time, in any case, there are only three things, this is God's words."

"I didn't cause trouble—I've been acting according to God's instructions," Fankata said angrily, "but that Wang Yao has been chasing me, and that damn FBI, I don't understand why God wouldn't kill Alfred Red Jones, I don't understand what bullshit predictions are on the 'chessboard', but I can see that the existence of this agent is the greatest threat to God!"

"Watch your wording," said Sadiq coldly. "Are you questioning the validity of the 'chessboard'?"

Fankata was speechless, and it would be useless to continue entangled with this masked man. He turned to leave, but just as he put his hand on the doorknob, he turned his head and sneered at Bing: "I still don't understand that you can believe in God, I thought you believed only in your God."

Sadiq is unimpressed: "Most people in the world believe in only one idol: money."

After a little thought, Van Kata understood what Sadiq meant. He said meaningfully: "It turns out that there are absolute money worshipers among the believers of God."

"No, just pragmatists," Sadiq said.He's been just pretending to be a pious **** all this time.

seven years ago.

Fankata suffered his first major failure since he joined God's organization. One of his businesses was ruined. Most of the 62 "goods" were lost, and the rest were only weak and unable to escape, and none of them could be sold. After asking the price, Fankata immediately disposed of the batch of defective products, and sold them all at low prices to some low-end pornographic places in Southeast Asia.

Although Fankata stumbled, Wang Chunyan could not be considered a victory. She failed to rescue all the girls according to the pre-plan, and almost took her own life.She is now a person wanted by God's plan, and she has been in this unfathomable organization for many years. Wang Chunyan knows that it is terrible. Contrary to her expectations, she almost escaped with her armor and armor unarmed. When she threw off her pursuer, she found that she had stepped into a minefield on the Sino-Vietnamese border.There was no turning back, so Wang Chunyan had to walk carefully through this death zone, any wrong step could lead to death.

It shouldn't be like this, Wang Chunyan thought angrily.She planned to stay in Vietnam for one more day in the name of fulfilling the mission God gave her, so she could save those girls before the Vankata "shipped".But what she didn't expect was that she was not the only one involved in this operation, another killer followed like a shadow, and when she killed two of Fankata's men, that killer made a move.She didn't even see the figure of this person clearly, but in the darkness, that person was as fast as lightning, which made Wang Chunyan, who had experienced many battles, shudder.In the blink of an eye, the two fought against each other several times, but Wang Chunyan failed to touch her opponent, and her right arm was deeply wounded, so she had to run away.

After learning that Wang Chunyan had entered the minefield, Fankata did not continue to order people to hunt him down. Once Wang Chunyan crossed the border, he would be beyond his reach, but Wang Chunyan would most likely die in the minefield, which made him feel a little worried.The killer also terminated his operation. He was Thayer nicknamed "Boning Knife"

However, Wang Chunyan did not die in the inaccessible tropical rainforest. She not only survived, but also avoided the sight of "God" for a while. No one knows where she was dormant during that time. It can only be speculated that she lived in seclusion in China. A nation outside God's sphere of influence.It wasn't until she came out of the rivers and lakes four years ago that Fankata knew that this vengeful female killer had made a comeback.

Recalling these unpleasant memories of the past years, Vinkata felt that frustration hit him again, and this time it came stronger.Sadiq is a bastard who can only sneer and sneer. Although Fankata knows this well, he can't help but become depressed. The inferiority complex branded by childhood suffering is something that Fankata can't get rid of, even though he has been loyal to him. He and wisdom have proved their worth, but they still can't easily fail twice.

The only way out now is to return to the United States according to God's request. Fankata knows that he is only temporarily safe in Istanbul. Even though Al and Wang Yao are unable to find him, Wang Jialong's eyeliner is everywhere.In any case, leaving is the best policy.Fankata has not experienced the feeling of being chased and killed for many years, which also aroused his fighting spirit. If he didn't dare to defy God, he really wanted to kill those hateful "interferers" with his own hands.

Atatürk International Airport is full of noise, full of bustling crowds, this world’s top 40 airport is crowded with passengers from all over the world every day, people of different skin colors, different beliefs, and different expressions are like a group Crowded like chaotic koi, hair of various colors and hijabs with more colors are crowded, forming an exaggerated appearance of sentient beings.

Vankata is going through the VIP channel, which is much quieter than the outside, and there is no need to bathe in the various body odors of the passengers.Fankata paid attention to everyone he met along the way. They were basically airport staff, and he didn't see anything suspicious on their faces.But he still didn't dare to relax his vigilance, even looking at the mop in the cleaner's hand.Arriving at the comfortable and luxurious waiting room, Fankata looked suspiciously at the smiling male staff before entering for a while, followed by cashew nuts.

A female staff member came over and said to the cashew nut: "Sir, your information is wrong, please come with me."

Cashew Nut hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Fankata.

"Go." Fankata nodded.

Cashew nuts left with the female staff.

As soon as Fankata sat down, there was a sudden commotion at the door. An Arab man in a robe and with a big beard insisted on coming in to rest. The staff stopped him, explained to him that he bought an economy class ticket and persuaded him After leaving, the man yelled in a very uneducated manner, expressing his anger in broken English loudly, the staff tried to persuade him and stopped him, and the two were entangled for a while.

Vankata stood up suddenly and walked quickly to the door. A slender and sharp dagger slipped out of his sleeve and pierced the staff member's neck.The bearded man shot at the same moment, and he raised his foot to kick Vankata, causing the stab to deviate from the direction, and only cut the staff's sleeve.

"Wang Yao, no mask can hide your ugly Chinese face!" Fan Kata took a step back to stabilize his body and sneered.

The staff tore off the realistic mask to reveal Wang Yao's face; the Arab man also tore off his beard and turban, revealing short dark golden hair. It was Al.

"You're very smart," Wang Yao said coldly, "but it's over!" After finishing speaking, he was about to draw out his gun, when he was hit by a strong force, and the gun flew out of his hand.

Al was stunned for half a second. Fankata's attack was as fast as lightning, and he didn't see it clearly just now.When he was wondering, Fankata withdrew his fist early and turned around and kicked him in the abdomen, avenging that kick just now.

Wang Yao recovered from the impact of Fankata's fist, and rushed towards Fankata angrily.Fankata was prepared, and calmly caught and resolved Wang Yao's attack. At the same time, he counterattacked with an elbow, and Wang Yao was also knocked to the ground.

Al got up when Wang Yao fell to the ground. He withstood the Vankata who was chasing after the victory, but found that the latter's strength was beyond his imagination. He seemed to be at a disadvantage even though he tried his best.Al had to fight mentally and didn't have the slightest chance to draw his gun.

The three of them fought stalemate for a while, and Wang Yao and Al teamed up to deal with Fankata before they got a tie. They didn't expect that Fankata was so powerful, and he was not a gangster CEO who could only sit on the throne and command.

Fankata didn't want to get entangled with them. He retreated while fighting, and ran to the passage outside the VIP. This passage is not long. As long as he runs outside, he will be in the crowded waiting hall, and it will be much easier to get out at that time. .Al and Wang Yao chased after him closely, and Fankata ran like the wind under his feet, so they could only chase desperately.

He was about to reach the entrance of the passage, but it happened that a cleaner with a mop was blocking the road, and Vinkata was about to bypass him, when the cleaner suddenly pulled out a Japanese knife that was shining coldly from the handle of the mop, and raised his hand towards him. Fankata cut it.Fankata suddenly stopped his feet and jumped to the side, but he still couldn't escape the sword's edge and was scratched on his left arm.

Fankata was very familiar with this sharp and powerful sword move, and he called out the name in surprise: "Honda Chrysanthemum?"

The cleaner took off his mask, revealing Honda Ju's cold face: "Long time no see, little brother."

At this time Wang Yao and Al also arrived. Although Fankata was brave, he also knew that he could not play with these three fierce opponents. He suddenly kicked over the bucket at the feet of Honda Chrysanthemum, and the dirty water Even the calm Honda Chrysanthemum was stunned by this turn of events.When the three of them had no time to attack, Fanka Tafei also knelt down and quickly disappeared among the crowd.

"The leader of the Tangtang Yamaguchi group was defeated by a bucket of dirty water!" Wang Yao complained angrily.

"Shut up, trash, where's your gun? Why didn't you punch a hole in his head?" Honda Ju shot back.

"Stop the quarrel," Al said, "Come on!"

The three of them ran to the parking lot outside the airport, and from a distance, they saw Van Catta jumping into a Maserati and galloping away with a sharp roar that scraped the ground.

"Where is your car parked?" Wang Yao turned his head and asked Honda Ju.

"I'm not good at parking." Honda Ju said sadly.

"Get in that car!" Al said, pointing to a luxury car with its doors open.

The owner of the car was standing at the back loading luggage into the trunk, and the three of them jumped into the car at lightning speed.Al slammed on the accelerator, and the car rushed forward like a mad donkey. He lightly stepped on the brakes, touched the steering wheel with one hand, the rear of the car drifted to one side, and the front of the car was aimed at the exit of the parking lot. As soon as the accelerator was pressed to the bottom, the car rushed up the main road like a cannonball .

In the slowly drifting exhaust, the car owner came back to his senses and shouted in horror and anger: "Bandit! Robber!"

tbc

☆、Chapter 20