Chapter 2049

Name:Mercenary War Author:ru shui yi
After wandering for a long time to find a suitable target, the 13th suddenly touched tarta and whispered, "this is OK."

Tata turned and saw a man of similar size, wearing a white robe, a red and white plaid scarf, a badge pinned to his chest, walking leisurely in the airport hall.

"This is really OK. What position? Is it from the airport or the airline?"

"The duties of airport personnel and passenger service department are not clear."

Tata followed the man and whispered, "I've been paying attention to the man in uniform. Why isn't this man in uniform?"

"Obviously, this is a local. He doesn't have to wear a uniform."

After they followed the target for a few steps, Tata rubbed his hands and whispered, "go get him and wait for me."

It's late at night, and the passenger flow of Fahd airport is not very large, so there are very few passengers and staff. It will attract attention to follow a person rashly, so Tata decided to start directly.

Tata dodged and was about to go up. At this time, the 13th pulled Tata and whispered, "there are cameras everywhere. What do you want to do?"

Tata was stunned and said angrily, "what kind of monitoring is everywhere in this damn era? Monitoring! It's inconvenient to move your hand. It's better to be the original."

The 13th smiled and said, "this is the progress of the times. Well, there is no monitoring in the toilet. Just take him to the toilet and you can do it."

Tata looked around and whispered, "OK, take him to the toilet. Are you going or me?"

"I'll go."

It seems not easy to take a person who doesn't want to go to the toilet into the toilet, but neither of them considered this floor. On the 13th, they went directly towards the man in the robe.

Go straight to the side of the man in the robe, and then on the 13th, with an expression of urgency, said in English: "excuse me, do you know where there is a toilet that can be used? Toilet! Toilet!"

The man in the robe had a beard on his face and couldn't see how big it was. He turned his head and looked at the 13th expressionless. Then he stretched out his hand and pointed to the sign in front of him. He slowly said in Arabic, "look at the sign."

On the 13th, he covered his crotch, twisted his legs in pain, pointed to the sign and said in English: "the toilet is out of use, okay? Can you speak English? The toilet can't be used, oh, damn, how can I say it's damaged, can't ~ use!"

After another cold look at the 13th, the man in robes spread his hand, pointed to the British Arab bilingual sign again, and said in Arabic: "follow the sign."

No longer take care of No. 13, the man in robes continued to move forward, and No. 13 stayed where he was. At this time, Tata came to No. 13 and whispered with a smile: "you failed, ha ha, the service here is really bad!"

The 13th said coldly, "no, it hasn't failed yet, because I don't expect him to take me to a toilet that is not prohibited, not to mention the toilet here."

On the 13th, he looked up at the sign, and then whispered, "there are many toilets, both behind and in front of us. According to his walking direction, he will soon pass a toilet."

After saying that, on the 13th, he twisted his legs, made an expression of urgency, and whispered, "wait, it'll be fine soon."

Tata looked at No. 13 and said curiously, "what do you use? How do you make up? Your expression is very vivid and rich. Do you have any new props?"

The 13th whispered, "it's just silica gel. It only needs to be used in several key parts, so most of this face is mine. Of course, the expression won't be too rigid. Well, it's almost."

On the 13th, he walked quickly and made an expression of urgency. When he hurried past the man in the robe, he looked at the man with dissatisfied eyes, and then walked to the toilet door. Then on the 13th, he stood at the toilet door, secretly stretched out his middle finger and said to the man staring at him: "Fark oil! Do you understand? You rude idiot!"

After scolding the man, the 13th quickly bent down and rushed into the toilet, while the man was furious and yelled to follow up the toilet.

"Come out, you bastard, I want to..."

Seeing No. 13 standing in the toilet and looking at himself with cold eyes, the bearded man was stunned. Then he subconsciously stepped back and just stood in front of Tata who followed in.

Tata put his hand around the man's neck, covered his mouth with one hand, and then whispered with a smile, "hello."

The 13th reached out and shook his neck.

Tata smiled, his hands worked hard, and after a slight click, the head of the man he held his neck drooped.

Tata took a long breath and said to number 13, "if your boss were here, he wouldn't agree to kill an innocent man."

The 13th said expressionless, "I'm not him."

There is no doubt that Tata and the 13th are killing innocent people indiscriminately and sacrificing the life of a stranger at will in order to achieve their own goals, but the question is, who can restrict them?

Talta and the 13th do not have any basic moral concepts, and they will not have respect for life if they kill people like hemp. For them, it will never be more difficult to kill a person than to crush a chicken, so they will never use a more humane method of beating people unconscious.

Tata changed his clothes. Then he looked at the dead man sitting on the toilet and suddenly frowned and said, "beard, I think there should be a beard."

The 13th stretched out his hand, took out a small blade and whispered, "how's your technique?"

Tata took the blade and smiled, "very good."

After receiving the blade, Tata began to carefully cut off the skin on the innocent man's face. His technique was very, very gentle. It was like shaving people, but it was shaved together with other people's skin.

A small amount of blood flowed out. After taking off a complete beard, Tata said to No. 13, "is there glue?"

"Yes, very few. Save some. Just stick the key points."

Tata tut said with a smile, "it seems that you have done this kind of thing. You are really a bad guy, or should I praise you? You are really a bad guy?"

The 13th said coldly, "that's it."

Tata stretched out a completely bloodless hand and smiled at the 13th: "I'm really glad to meet you. I'm very happy to work with you. Satan has you. I don't think the future will be too boring."

The 13th reached out and shook Tata's hand, whispered, "don't mention it to him, if you don't want to be nagged by him before every action in the future."