Chapter 599

Qin Fei picked up Eric sitting in the corner of the wall, looked at the bulletproof vest in front of his chest in surprise, and quickly checked it. He found that there were about six 9mm Glock pistol bullets on it, but there was no wound on his body.

"Shit, you look like a sieve!"

Eric looked gloomy. Maybe he had already joked with Qin Fei.

This time, Qin Fei was distracted when he saw Eric's eyes.

"Thor! Are you all right?" Qin Feigang said. He heard a clang at his feet and the Damascus Steel Dagger fell to the ground.

Raytheon Eric always regarded this dagger as life. Qin Fei also knew that this dagger was given to him by his adoptive father, the former president of the Holy Cross brotherhood, serandez, who is dead. This knife is not only a token representing the president of the Holy Cross brotherhood, but also the only relic.

Qin Fei picked up the knife and handed it to Eric, who didn't answer.

Looking at Eric's dejected appearance, Qin Fei couldn't help grabbing his shoulder and shaking it violently.

"Wake up! This is a critical moment. What's the matter with you?"

"Ah --"

Eric was shaken by Qin Fei's strength, and he immediately bared his teeth in pain.

Qin Fei knew that he was hit by six or seven 9mm bullets. It must be hard to feel.

"Did you meet Simon?"

"Well," Eric finally nodded and sighed, "he hit the bullet."

"He hit?" Qin Fei was very puzzled. He could hit Eric several times with a pistol, but none of them was aimed at his head?

That's a wonderful shot.

"Where is he?" Qin Fei asked.

"Let's go," Eric said. "He thinks I betrayed him."

"But..." Qin Fei stopped.

"You want to say, in that case, why didn't he kill me?" Eric said with a bitter smile. "To tell you the truth, I don't know why. He could have killed me. Then he answered the phone and turned away."

Qin Fei can't guess what's going on at once, but now that Ximen is away, the first thing is not to take care of why Ximen didn't kill Eric.

"Kun guess, gather in the corridor to the east of the maintenance area. We're here."

"Boss, I'm here!" at the end of the corridor, the head of Kun guess thief's eyebrow Shuyang was exposed. "I wanted to come and have a look just now when I heard the voice. It was you."

"What did you hear?"

"Gunfire!" Kun guessed solemnly.

"Shit, you're a pig. I didn't open the gunshot. I just arrived. The gunshot must have been opened by Ximen." Qin Fei said, "let you hide and hide. What are you looking for? Are you Ximen's opponent?"

Qin Fei was in a cold sweat. If Kun guessed that the pig came to join the fun just now, Ximen would not be polite to him. He would directly feed him some peanuts and send him to see the Buddha.

Suddenly the voice of the singer came from the earphone.

"Qin Fei, a big man wants to talk to you."

"What big man?" Qin Fei asked.

The singer said, "it's a woman, and her accent is definitely authentic British, but it's definitely not your lover, because you're very old. I know you don't have rheumatism and don't have to cook old lotus roots."

"British people?" Qin Fei frowned. "Does she say who she is?"

"She said she was your old friend and her name was M." the singer said, "I think this woman looks very big and feels like a big man."

"M?" Qin Fei suddenly understood.

Who else but Ms. m of MI6?

This surprised him. Why is m looking for himself? And at this time. What does this have to do with MI6?

"Connect the line," Qin Fei said.

Soon there came a familiar female voice, slightly old, but with an unquestionable strength.

"Long time no see, young man. Do you remember me?" m said.

Qin Fei said with a smile, "of course I remember. You still owe me a big favor. I said you had to help me when the British Empire opened a defense company in the past."

"Cough -" m seemed a little unprepared. Unexpectedly, Qin Fei mentioned these things in public like a debt collector.

"Qin, of course I remember your kindness, but..." she squatted down and said, "I'm afraid I need you to do a big favor tonight."

"What can I do for you? Madam, I'm too busy for myself now. What else can I do for you?" Qin Fei thought. Who knows what the famous head of the intelligence department will do for himself?

You'd better be careful when dealing with such old people.

"Are you on Castle Island now? Working as a bodyguard for Princess Charlotte?" m asked.

"Isn't this nonsense?" Qin Fei said, "otherwise, why do you want to find me through the communication channel of Stockholm police? Where else can I be if I'm not on the island?"

M was almost choked to death by the boy from country Z. as the top leader of MI6, facing a hairy boy, although the other party is really superior, his subordinate is not a strong general. Who dares to talk to his own five or six?

But now if you ask for help, you can only be polite.

"Yes, I'm old and my brain is not flexible." m first showed weakness and said, "since you're on the island, I have a big favor here. Please help me. As long as you help, MI6 will definitely remember your benefits. I m personally guarantee that you have a human card here, and you can take it at any time."

"Hey, hey, the last favor hasn't been fulfilled yet." Qin Fei said with a smile: "the old debt hasn't gone, but the new debt comes again? How can I calculate my interest? Don't forget, I'm a mercenary. Mercenaries see money."

"This..." m said again.

Thunder cocked up his ears and listened to Qin Fei's conversation with the strange old woman. He vaguely guessed that the man named m was sacred.

To Lei Gong's surprise, shit, what has Qin Fei done outside these months? Even with the head of one of the world's most famous intelligence agencies, the old woman who is played countless times in the film every day, it's like pulling a family joke.

Looking at the friendship, I don't know. I thought it was the aunt who lived next door for more than ten years!

"Helping me is also helping you, Qin. It's not bad for you." m was a little unhappy.

Qin Fei will give up as soon as he sees the good. After all, people like m are rare to ask for people. If she is not forced, she will not condescend. She will ask her grandfather to sue her grandmother as low as she is here.

"Well, I'm sure Ms. m is not the kind of person who doesn't speak good faith. She's not worse than those brothers in Africa, is she?"

"Of course not!" m said, "what I told you next..."

M is considering whether to tell Qin Fei the truth.

After all, some confidential actions are involved. Qin Fei is a mercenary. Should he know too much?