The Return of the Reborn King

Chapter 584 No Choice
Squinting his eyes dangerously, those eyes that usually looked affectionate and elegant slowly, the cold breath began to no longer be suppressed, gushing out from the bottom of his eyes full of radiance. Beno? T half leaned on the chair and sat down again. Although his movements were the same as those at the beginning, his whole body was full of rigidity. As long as he gave a signal, he could immediately be as crazy as he had been on the battlefield thousands of times , Kill all threats in front of you.

He is an arms dealer, but he is also a desperado who has escaped from death and oppression again and again. No one is more aware of the danger coming than him.

But Qiao Zimo, who almost hid half of his face in the shadows again, only looked at Beno who was on alert? T, waved his hand casually: "Don't be nervous." There was nothing unusual in that voice, just like casually seeing a domesticated dog with bristling hair all over his body in his yard, it didn't even seem necessary to take a second look .

Beno? T frowned forbearance, and then remembered how easily he had revealed his real name just now, his eyes were long, and he slowly collected his expression, "Have we met before?" He said he didn't expect to see him in country Z, Beno? T clasped his hands lightly behind him, and began to draw outlines in the palm of his left hand easily and skillfully between his right hands.

He is drawing a map of his past whereabouts based on his memory.

From North Africa to Belgium, Afghanistan to Eastern Europe.

Qiao Zimo looked at him calmly, without answering.

Beno? But T feels more and more that this demeanor seems to be familiar somewhere.Obviously there is no weapon, no coercion, this person just stands casually, but he feels that this is more disturbing than being cut open with a bloody knife.

Where, where did you see it?

Beno? T's fingers became faster and faster, and the same place on the palm was repeatedly outlined.

This is only his second visit to country Z, and the first time he came was nearly ten years ago.His two visits had nothing to do with business. He just made a detour here to meet some people and learn something.

In Europe, or even the United States, being an arms dealer is not something that needs to be concealed. On the contrary, the huge profits behind this identity and the hidden weapon deterrence will only make people extremely envious and jealous.However, the whole world knows that in this oriental country, there are some laws and regulations that make people unable to do dangerous things with peace of mind.If you are not careful, you will be in the abyss.For example - selling arms.

In the same way, even if the blood flows into rivers, the final sentence in Europe and the United States may be decades or life imprisonment, but in this country with a red flag, the death penalty is the final judgment.

He was not afraid of the oppression of those soldiers just now, but his first reaction to this man who could not see good or evil was to be on guard.

Beno? T pursed his lips, his white and flawless face slowly revealing his caution and consideration.This is a man who is like a mystery that he can't figure out.Regardless of his identity or temperament, it seemed that there was always a mist covering his side. As long as he got a little closer, the mist could trap people in it, and there was absolutely no possibility of getting close.

"To be precise, you probably haven't seen me." Qiao Zimo smiled, that jade-like complexion still had a thrilling beauty in the almost pale light.

Beno? T pressed the tip of his tongue, and slowly digested this seemingly extremely simple sentence.In other words, before he noticed it, this moon-like man had already set his sights on him. Beno? T slowly delineated a range in his hand, and said slowly: "Afghanistan?" His last business was there. It was a world where one moment was heaven and the next moment was hell. He suddenly felt that this man It feels like death to him.

Qiao Zimo walked out of the shadows slowly, and when the elegant white shirt was close to his eyes, Beno? Only then did T realize that all his clothes were tailor-made by a certain master, and this master had already declared to the outside world that he had "retired" for many years.

Beno? T's fingers trembled, but a peaceful smile slowly formed on his mouth.

I vaguely guessed a possibility, but felt more and more shocking.

Qiao Zimo looked at the short time, Beno? T's face changed several times, and finally froze in a bewildered look. Although there was nothing abnormal on the outside, under the reflection of the lamp, the struggle of his eyes was clearly discernible.

Necromancer....

Qiao Zimo read the other party's nickname lightly in his heart.

He joined the Air Force at the age of 18, and was later sent to the Moscow Military Institute of Foreign Languages ​​to study. He is fluent in French, Russian, Arabic, English, Portuguese and other languages, and has a little knowledge of Chinese. At the age of 21, he received a degree in economics from Columbia University.

After he used Africa and Afghanistan to dig the first pot of gold, he got out of hand and sent weapons to Afghanistan, Belgium, South Africa, Swaziland, and the United Arab Emirates in a steady stream through his private air transport company operating all over the world. As well as Eastern Europe and other places, and because of this, he is regarded as the "most honored guest" by the countries in the Middle East, and no matter where he is, he enjoys the highest level of treatment.

"What do you want to know?" When they met face to face, everything about him was transparent to the other party, but from the moment he couldn't determine his true identity, he knew that they were not on the same level.Equality and opposition do not exist here.Although I felt a little sad, from the moment this person came in, Beno? T has already discovered that he is at a disadvantage.

Qiao Zimo is not surprised by Beno? T's directness, on the contrary, his answer was more concise, as if he was not prepared to waste a single minute on this from the beginning: "The specific list of the 'Scarecrow Project'."

The pupils constricted for a while. Beno? T's eyes suddenly set off a storm.

Under the light, the man who hadn't closed his eyes for several days and nights, every trace of emotional change fell into Qiao Zimo's eyes.

He smiled slightly, and finally felt some meaning.

The "Scarecrow Project" that made the U.S. government change its face after hearing the news, even made an arms dealer show such an expression of facing an enemy.Why not complacent, why not cautious, this is really an interesting reaction.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Surely, Beno? t is intended to deny to the end.No matter where this oriental man heard about the plan, he swore that he would never speak the name outside of American soil.

Seeing him categorically deny it, Qiao Zimo's interest seems to have finally been aroused.He sat down to Beno? Opposite of t, with Beno? T just drew the map in the palm of his hand in the same posture, looking down at him gently with a smiling gaze: "Look, this is a topographic map of the Middle East, divided according to your whereabouts in the first half of the year, most of the time you have been staying in , "Qiao Zimo casually tapped on the table, and that position coincided with Beno? t often coincides with the passing point.

Beno? T's nerves suddenly soared, and the astonishment in his eyes was completely presented in front of Qiao Zimo this time.

How did this person know something that even the US CIA couldn't verify? "I don't know what you say." Scarecrow, scarecrow.If there are crows but no scarecrows, there will only be real people standing in the wheat field.And human beings have always been cowardly and easily shaken.If the scarecrow who watched in the wheat field ceased to exist, there would be no one more obedient than a dead man to divert the crow's attention from the rice field.

Beno? T's eyes were like the finishing touch of thick ink, Qiao Zimo slowly raised the corners of his lips, and the unruly feeling of leaving the cold house in a hurry last night finally let out a little bit.

"Beno?t, you have to understand one thing." Qiao Zimo stood up from the chair, slightly curled his fingers, and slowly placed them on Beno? on the spine of t.

Beno? T's body froze all of a sudden, clearly through his clothes, he clearly felt the absolute manipulative power controlled by that seemingly pampered hand.This is a pair of hands used to FNModelHiPowerMk3 firearms.

Beno? T only felt that a hole was suddenly opened in his heart by the other party, and the cold wind came in from there, causing him to tremble all over.

This person, why does this person even know the top military secrets?

The Scarecrow Project, three years ago, when this plan was born, was listed as the most taboo topic in the United States and Russia. Now, people who knew about it died one by one. He thought everything would be over. Why, this person would know ?

He began to flip through the list of people who participated in the plan in his mind.

Dead, all dead.Dead people can't speak, so, who leaked the secret, and what is the reason for this man from country Z?
He said that he did not expect to meet him in country Z, did he represent that he also prepared a trap early on, this trip to country Z, from the very beginning, he stepped into a carefully intertwined net.

"As the planner of this plan, the only one still in stock, you should know that from the moment you set foot on Country Z, you will never have a chance to escape." Qiao Zimo rarely explained his situation mercifully.Buckle up at Beno? The hands on T's spine gradually descended with his smile.

Beno? T's face turned pale...The strange thing is that this indescribably handsome face is stained with a layer of black, but it doesn't make people feel that it is stained. On the contrary, it only makes people feel that he is like a god standing at the intersection of rebirth, At the moment when he lowered his eyes and smiled, it was as if all living beings were destroyed, and he stood there alone until eternity.

Both light and shadow are controlled in the palm of his hand, and his hands can be full of murderous intentions, and there is no life, but that face makes people feel that all the darkness and evil are illusions imagined by himself.

The smell of blood began to waft uncontrollably in the air.

(End of this chapter)