C702 A Man with Three Hands
C702 A Man with Three Hands
The giant panda never shows its fangs unless it absolutely has to.
Old George was like a giant panda. If Mussen, Fannie, and the others were regarded as its claws, then the glasses were its hidden fangs.
The glasses were mysterious, so mysterious that even Nier did not know that he would only appear when Jack was in absolute danger.
A few years ago, all the members of Sniper Team had tried to assassinate Old George. Gao Fei was the one who had the most chance of killing him, and right before he was about to succeed, the glasses had appeared, and it was as if they had suddenly popped out from the ground and repelled Gao Fei, saved Old George, and commanded his strength to launch a desperate counterattack against the Sniper Team.
That time, was the only time that the Sniper Team team had failed and suffered heavy losses. If it wasn't for Gao Fei kidnapping Nier, they could be said to have lost everything.
Gao Fei and the others were not angry or surprised by that tragic defeat. That was because anyone who knew that the current king killer in Europe, the famous Emperor of Europe, was only one of the lackeys under the glasses would feel a sense of admiration towards him.
Glasses, the glasses that had disappeared 7 or 8 years ago, was the true killer king in Europe. No one would have thought that he would appear beside Old George when he was in the most danger.
Now that the glasses were here, it meant that Old George was in a very dangerous situation.
Before Gao Fei knocked on the door and came in, he found a special mark at the bottom of the door.
The mark was what the glasses and he had told him while they were drinking: the angular abstract flower, the signal of his presence.
Since his glasses were in the room, and Gao Fei didn't want to have any conflicts with him before he figured out the truth, so he could only knock on the door.
Faced with the gentle invitation from Old George, Gao Fei politely thanked him and then sat opposite Old George.
After asking Gao Fei to sit down, his glasses drooped down and he continued his manicure as if manicure was the most important thing in the world.
Old George looked at Gao Fei and asked slowly after blowing out a smoke ring, "You know about it already?"
Gao Fei naturally picked up a cigar from the table, but he didn't light it. He put it under his nose and sniffed: "I know what I need to know."
Old George looked at Gao Fei and said, "I will kill you and Nier's son."
"If Caesar was missing a hair, you wouldn't be sitting here peacefully."
Gao Fei looked at his glasses and said lightly, "Not even if your glasses are here."
Glasses looked up, gave a gentle smile, and began to trim his nails again.
Old George was silent for a moment, then said: "Luckily I didn't succeed."
"You still have a chance."
"You mean, the Church?"
"I came this time to wait for news from the other side. You better pray that Little Caesar is safe."
"I have no say in whether Little Caesar is safe or not."
Old George's mouth twitched a few times and his eyes dimmed, "I did make the arrangements at the Holy Empire, but I promise that the people there will no longer listen to my orders." The ones who will be welcoming Little Caesar will be another group of people. "
"I don't want to hear your explanation."
Gao Fei shook his head and said, "No matter who 'welcomes' Little Caesar, he was forced away by you. So, you have to pay the price for his safety."
Old George slightly narrowed his eyes: "What if, he died?"
"You will die too."
Gao Fei's tone remained flat, "From the moment you hurt him, you and him are no longer related by blood. I won't let you off just because you're Nier's biological grandpa. You may repent, but you must be in hell. "
The knife with glasses and nails flashed, and a cold glint appeared at the corner of Gao Fei's eyes. Gao Fei looked over and saw that the glasses was still smiling at him. The smile was so gentle that it made people think of summer.
Old George was noncommittal: "Are you sure you can hurt me in front of my glasses?"
"I don't want to discuss this meaningless topic with you. I only know that he protected you because of a promise. I killed you because of revenge for killing my son."
After a pause, Gao Fei continued: "A promise will always have a lack of confidence in front of hatred. Furthermore, I already know the biggest secret of the glasses. "
The greatest secret of glasses?
He was in the middle of repairing his nails when his slender right hand slightly trembled. A piece of his nails was cut off by the sharp tip of his knife. He sighed. "All the effort I put in tonight was in vain."
Old George looked at him and sighed, "Ai, only now did I realize that I was tricked by someone else. Gao Fei, I promise you, if Little Caesar is really killed, I will bow my head and let you handle it. "However, you must promise me as well. You must save Nier, take good care of her, and help her fight against Nikov."
Gao Fei asked curiously: "Nikov?" Isn't he the grandson-in-law you chose for Nierqin? Why … "Nier is in danger too?"
"It's too late, I found out too late and was completely controlled by others. Nier might have long fallen into the Demon Claw."
Old George let out a bitter laugh. In an instant, he seemed to have aged a lot. "I stayed here just for you. I knew you would come here sooner or later. "Of course, other than you, there will also be others …"
Just as Old George said this, someone knocked on the guest room door. "Who is it?"
A very polite voice came from outside the door, "Waiter, sir, there's a problem with the line. We have to get rid of the problem and disturb you."
Old George nodded: "Oh, come in."
The door opened and two waiters in hotel uniform walked in. One of them bowed slightly towards Old George and said apologetically, "Sir, is that right?"
Before he could finish his words, a white light flashed in front of his eyes!
A knife had pierced into his throat.
It's a knife used for manicure with glasses, much like a scalpel, but sharper than a scalpel. " "Ugh!"
The waiter breathed his last, clutching his throat as he looked at his glasses in disbelief.
Glasses were still sitting on the sofa over there, not looking up, still cutting his nails with a knife — which puzzled the waiter: the knife was still in his hand, and where had the knife come from?
Very quickly, the waiter closed his eyes in satisfaction and collapsed to the ground. "So there are actually three hands in this world."
Before the waiter closed his eyes, he clearly saw a hand suddenly swing out from under the ribs of his glasses. A knife flashed through the air like lightning and stabbed into the throat of another waiter.
The waiter had already pulled out a gun from behind his waist, but he didn't even have the chance to pull the trigger.
Spectacles was able to become the King of Assassins in Europe more than ten years ago. Apart from his formidable abilities, the biggest shock of all was his third hand.
According to God, when he was making people, he gave each of them two hands, but perhaps because he was too tired to make glasses, he accidentally put another hand under his ribs.
It was precisely this hand that should not have existed that had caused Glasses-man to feel the whites of his eyes. However, it was fortunate that it had been taken away by a mutant, resulting in the development of an extraordinary ability.
When you think about it, when you were enjoying yourself with Glasses-man, injuring his left and right hands, and preparing to smash his head with a punch, he suddenly stretched out a hand from under his ribs, and stabbed your throat with a knife.
Damn it, just what sin did his parents commit to produce such a monster?!
If it wasn't for Gao Fei's good luck, he believed that he would have died at the hands of this guy.
Glasses with three hands were his greatest secret.
Until now, other than Old George and Gao Fei, no one else knew about this secret. The people who saw him with three hands had already gone to another world.
After getting rid of the second waiter, his glasses finally moved. Like a ghost, they flew up from the sofa and out of the door.
After that, miserable shrieks could be heard from the corridor outside the door.
Gao Fei had already lit up his cigar when his glasses started killing outside the door.
His purpose of coming here this time was not to protect Old George, but to wait for Little Caesar's news to find Nier. As for those assassins with unknown origins, Gao Fei didn't need to compete with others for achievements.
Old George didn't have any intention of letting Gao Fei do the deed. He put out his cigar and stood up from the sofa. "Come, I'll take you to Nier. I hope you can find the spider webs from the place she went missing."
Gao Fei followed Old George out of the room.
His glasses were propped against the wall of the doorway, a knife in his left hand, and he was focused on repairing the nails on the ring finger of his right hand, as if he had come out to repair them standing up, and the dead men lying in the corridor with their throats cut had nothing to do with him.
At this time, it was already midnight on Las Vega, and it was the most lively time of the city. The streets were packed with people, and there was an unending stream of people.
In fact, just like how the citizens of the Divine Dynasty were immune to contaminated food, street gunfights and dead people were a common occurrence for citizens of America. As long as the one who died was not the real person, it would not affect their enthusiasm for enjoying a good life.
Snow began to fall from the sky. Compared to the other directions, the northwest sky seemed to be much brighter.
In that direction, one hundred and fifty kilometers away was the Gobi Desert, the location of the world's number one Death Valley.
Gao Fei sat on the passenger seat of the bulletproof car, while Old George slightly closed his eyes at the back. He was driving with his glasses.
He was focused on repairing his nails, the steering wheel held by his third hand.
Gao Fei was envious that a person could have three hands, but he never wished that he had three hands like this. It was impossible for him to find a wife, and glasses were a living example.
However, it was precisely because he didn't have those emotional shackles that he was able to focus on the path of murder.
The car stopped in front of the most bustling hotel in the city. The glasses didn't leave the car to follow him in. With Gao Fei, no one could hurt Old George. He might as well take this opportunity to fix the damaged nail.
Of course, if he had known that there would be a few rounds in the world that would make Jack scream for mercy, his glasses would not have been as leisurely as they were now.
Old George took the lead and walked to a guest room with a calm expression. He then opened the door.
The smell of blood gushed out.
Old George's eyes immediately darkened. Even though he had already guessed this outcome, he still couldn't see the calmness after the death of his trusted subordinate.