support human beings

Chapter 1

Business is business and nothing else.It was the iron rule that Smoothbore had followed, but this time he had some confusion.

First of all, the client's entrustment method is wrong. He needs to have an interview with himself. In this industry, this is a very rare thing.Three years ago, Smoothbore heard from the instructor more than once that the relationship between them and the client should be the relationship between the forehead and the back of the head, and they should never meet each other. Of course, this is for the benefit of both parties.The meeting place surprised Smoothbore even more, it was in the presidential hall of the most luxurious five-star hotel in this big city, and that was the most unsuitable place in the world to entrust this kind of business.According to the other party, there are three workpieces commissioned this time, which doesn't matter, and he doesn't care if there are more.

The waiter opened the gold-clad door of the Presidential Hall. Before entering, Smoothbore subconsciously reached into his jacket and gently pulled the button of the holster under his left armpit.In fact, this is not necessary, no one will do anything unexpected to him in this kind of place.

The hall is resplendent and magnificent, as if it is another world that has nothing to do with the reality outside. The giant crystal chandelier is the sun of this world, and the scarlet carpet is the grassland of this world.At first glance, the place was very empty, but Smoothbore quickly spotted people. They gathered around the two French windows in the corner of the hall, opened the heavy curtains and looked at the sky outside. Smoothbore glanced and immediately counted thirteen people. .The client is them, not him, and it is also beyond Smoothbore's expectations. The instructor said that the client and them are still like lovers-although there may be more than one, they can only be in contact with one of them at a time.

Smoothbore knew what they were looking at: the brother ship had moved over the Southern Hemisphere again, and was now clearly visible.It has been three years since God's civilization left the earth. That large-scale visit from the universe has greatly strengthened human beings' psychological tolerance for alien civilizations. Moreover, God's civilization has more than 2 spaceships overwhelming the sky, and the elder brother who arrived this time There is one spaceship.Its shape is not as peculiar as the spacecraft of God's civilization, it is just a round cylinder with two ends, like a cold capsule in the universe.

Seeing Smoothbore come in, the thirteen people left the window and returned to the big round table in the center of the hall.Smoothbore recognized most of them, and immediately felt that the splendid hall had grown shabby.The most striking of these people is Zhu Hanyang, whose Huasoft Group's "Oriental 3000" operating system is replacing the aging WINDOWS on a global scale.Other people are also in the top 500 of the Forbes Fortune 50. The annual income of these people may be equivalent to the GDP of a medium-sized country. Smoothbore is in a small version of the global wealth forum.

These people are absolutely different from Brother Chi, Hua Tang thought to himself, Brother Chi was a rich man overnight, while they are nobles who have been cultivated for three generations. Although the real time is far from that long, they are indeed nobles, and the wealth is with them It has been transformed into restrained nobility, just like the diamond ring in Zhu Hanyang's hand. It is slender and exquisite, and it is faintly visible on his slender fingers. It only occasionally flashes a soft light, but its value may buy dozens of That walnut-sized golden thing on Brother Tooth's finger.

But now, these thirteen noble and wealthy elites gathered here, but they wanted to hire professional killers to kill them, and they wanted to kill three people. According to the person who contacted them for the first time, this was only the first group.

In fact, Smoothbore didn't pay attention to the diamond ring. What he looked at were the three photos in Zhu Hanyang's hand, which were obviously commissioned workpieces.Zhu Hanyang got up and crossed the round table, pushing three photos in front of him.After glancing at it, Smoothbore felt slightly frustrated again.The instructor once said that for the area where he conducts business, he must be familiar with the workpieces that may be commissioned to be processed. At least in this big city, Smoothbore has done it.But the three people in the photo were absolutely unknown to Smoothbore.These three photos were obviously taken with a long-focus lens. The faces on them were unkempt, and they were not of the same species as the group of noble people in front of them.After a closer look, I found that one of them was a woman, still very young. Compared with the other two, she was tidier. Although her hair was dusty, it was combed carefully.Her eyes are very special. Smoothbore pays attention to people's eyes. He is like this in his profession. The eyes he usually sees are divided into two categories: those full of desire and anxiety or numb, but these eyes are full of rare calm.Smoothbore's heart moved slightly, but it was fleeting, like a wisp of mist blown by the wind.

"This business is entrusted to you by the Social Wealth Liquefaction Committee. Here are all the standing committee members of the committee, and I am the chairman of the committee." Zhu Hanyang said.

Social wealth liquefaction committee?It was a strange name. Smoothbore only understood that it was an organization composed of top rich people, and he didn't think about the meaning of its name. He knew that it belonged to the kind of name that could not imagine its true meaning without a hint.

"Their addresses are all written on the back, not fixed, just a general range, you have to look for it, it shouldn't be hard to find. The money has been remitted to your account, let's verify it first." Zhu Hanyang said, Smoothbore looked up at him, and found that his eyes were not noble, they belonged to the kind full of anxiety, but to his slight surprise, the desire in them had disappeared.

Smoothbore took out his mobile phone, checked the account, counted the number of zeros behind the string of numbers, and said coldly: "First, there are not so many, just pay according to my bid; second, pay half in advance, Pay when you're done."

"That's it." Zhu Hanyang said disapprovingly.

After pressing the mobile phone for a while, Smoothbore said: "The excess money has been refunded, please check it, sir, we also have our own professional standards."

"Actually, there are a lot of people doing this kind of business now. What we value is your dedication and sense of honor." Xu Xueping said, this woman's smile is very touching. She is the president of Yuanyuan Group, and Yuanyuan is completely liberalized in the power market. Asia's largest energy development entity that was born later.

"This is the first batch, please do it quickly," said Xue Tong, an offshore oil tycoon.

"Quick cooling or slow cooling?" Smoothbore asked, adding, "I can explain if necessary."

"We understand. It doesn't matter. You can do it." Zhu Hanyang replied.

"Acceptance method? Video or physical sample?"

"No need, just finish it, we will check and accept it ourselves."

"That's all I suppose?"

"Yes, you can go."

Smoothbore walked out of the hotel and saw his brother's spaceship moving slowly in the narrow sky among the tall buildings.The size of the spacecraft is much larger, and its speed is also faster, which obviously reduces the orbital altitude.Gorgeous patterns emerge on its smooth surface, and the patterns are constantly changing slowly, which has a hypnotic effect on people after a long time.In fact, there is nothing on the surface of the spacecraft, just a layer of total reflection mirror, and the patterns people see are just the deformed reflection of the earth.Smoothbore thought it was like a blunt piece of silver, and thought it was beautiful, he liked silver more than gold, silver was quiet and cold.

Three years ago, when God's civilization left, they told mankind that they had created six earths, and now there are four more, all within two hundred light-years from the earth.God urges the human beings on the earth to develop technology with all their strength, and they must first eliminate the three brothers, lest they come to destroy themselves.But this information came too late.

One of the three distant earth worlds: the first earth, came to the solar system shortly after God's fleet left, and their spaceship was parked in earth orbit.The history of their civilization is twice as long as that of humans in the solar system, so humans on this earth should call them older brothers.

Smoothbore took out his mobile phone and looked at the amount in the account again. Brother Tooth, I have as much money as you now, but I still feel that something is missing, and you always seem to think that you have got everything. Just trying to avoid losing them... Smoothbore shook his head, trying to get rid of the shadow in his mind, thinking of Brother Tooth at this time, it was unlucky.

Tooth Brother gets his name from a saw he never leaves. The saw is thin and soft, but extremely sharp. The handle is made of hard sea willow, with beautiful Ukiyo-e-style patterns.He always wraps the saw around his waist like a belt, and takes it off when he has nothing to do. He takes a violin bow and strokes the back of the saw. Bending, it can actually play music, the music is erratic, the tone is melancholy and gloomy, like the sob of a ghost.Other uses for the sharp saw had certainly been heard of by Smoothbore, but it was only once seen that Tooth used it in the second way.It was a big gamble in an old warehouse. A boss named Bantou Brick lost everything, even his parents' house. His jealousy was bleeding and he wanted to bet his two arms on the money. .Brother Tooth smiled at him while playing dice in his hand, and said that the arms can't bet, the future will be long, without the hands, won't our brothers be able to play in the future?Keep your legs up.So half a brick put the two legs on.After he lost everything again, Brother Tooth used the saw to saw off his two lower legs at the knee level on the spot.Smoothbore clearly remembered the sound of the sharp saw cutting through tendons and bones. At that time, Brother Tooth stepped on a half-brick neck, so his screams could not be heard. The wide and cold warehouse only echoed the saw being pulled. The sound of flesh and blood, like a cheerful singing, presents rich timbre levels when sawing to different parts of the knee, and the snow-white and snow-white bones are sprinkled on the bright red pool of blood, forming a composition that presents a coquettish beauty.Smoothbore was overwhelmed by this beauty at the time, every cell in his body joined the singing of saws and flesh and blood, this is life!It was his birthday, a perfect coming-of-age ceremony.After finishing the work, Brother Tooth wiped his beloved saw and wrapped it around his waist, pointing to the blood stains left by the half-headed Brick and two broken legs that had been carried away, he said: Tell Brick, I will support him for the rest of my life.

Although Smoothbore is young, he is also one of the veterans who fought with his brother since he was a child, and he has bloody errands every month.When Brother Tooth finally completed his primitive accumulation in the bloody social gutter, and turned from the underworld to the white way, those who followed him were all banned as vice chairman or vice president, and only Smoothbore ended up as a bodyguard for Brother Tooth .But those in the know understand that this kind of trust is not trivial.Brother Tooth is a very careful person, which may be due to his godfather's fate.Brother Chi's godfather is also very careful, in the words of Brother Chi, he can't wait to wrap himself in a piece of iron.After many years of being safe and sound, the godfather took the plane with two of the most reliable bodyguards, and he sat in the middle of the two bodyguards in a row of seats.After landing in Zhuhai, the stewardess found that the three people in this row of seats did not get up, and sat there looking thoughtful, and then found that their blood had flowed through more than ten rows of seats.There were many extremely thin long steel needles piercing through the backrest of the back seat, and each of the two bodyguards had three pierced through their hearts. Carefully nailed butterfly specimen.The 400th must have something to say, maybe it implies the 14 million he swallowed against the rules, maybe it’s the [-]-year wait for the Avengers... Like the godfather, Brother Tooth’s debut journey has made the whole society respect him The forest was a swamp of traps except for the Darkblade, and he had practically placed his life on the Smoothripper.

But soon, Smoothbore's status was threatened by Old Ke.Lao Ke is a Russian, and was once a genuine elite in the security field, but Brother Chi hired him with a high salary equivalent to that of the vice chairman of the company, not for showing off at all, but out of consideration for his own safety.As soon as Lao Ke appeared, he immediately showed that he was different from ordinary bodyguards.Before that, the bodyguards of those wealthy people could eat and drink better than their employers at the dinner table, and they also liked to intervene indiscriminately when their masters were discussing business. Still fast.And Lao Ke, no matter during banquets or negotiations, stood quietly behind Brother Tooth, his burly body was like a thick and solid wall, ready to fend off all threats at any time.Old Ke never had the chance to encounter a dangerous situation that threatened the subject of his protection, but his dedication and professionalism convinced everyone that he would be absolutely competent should such a situation arise.Although Smoothbore was more dedicated and didn't have those bad habits compared to other bodyguards, he saw his own gap from Old Ke.It took him a long time to realize that Lao Ke wore sunglasses day and night, not to look cool but to hide his sight.

Although Lao Ke learned Chinese quickly, he had little contact with the people around him, including his employer, until one day, he suddenly invited Smoothbore to his modest room, and poured him and himself a glass of vodka. , said in blunt Chinese: "I, want to teach you how to speak."

"say?"

"Speak a foreign language."

So Smoothbore learned foreign languages ​​from Old Ke, and it wasn't until a few days later that he realized that Old Ke was teaching him not Russian but English.Smoothbore also learned quickly. When they were able to communicate in English and Chinese, one day Old Ke said to Smoothbore, "You are different from others."

"I feel that too." Smoothbore nodded.

"Thirty years of professional experience have allowed me to accurately identify people with that potential from the crowd. Such people are rare, but you are, and the first time I saw you, I shivered. Cold blood It's not difficult, but it will be difficult if the cold blood can't be warmed up, you will become an elite in this industry, don't bury yourself."

"What can I do?"

"Go to study abroad first."

After hearing Lao Ke's suggestion, Brother Chi fully agreed and promised that he would be fully responsible for the expenses.In fact, after having Old Ke, he always wanted to get rid of Smoothbore, but there were no more vacancies in the company.

So, on a winter night, a jet airliner carried the child who lost his parents and grew up from the bottom of the underworld to a distant and strange country.

Driving a very old Santana, Smoothbore went to check out the address on the photo.The first thing he went to was Chunhua Square, and it didn't take much effort to find the person in the photo. The homeless man was rummaging through the trash can, and then walked to a bench with a bulging trash bag.He got a lot of harvest, a box of barely touched lunch, or the kind of big box where vegetables and rice are distributed; a ham sausage with only one bite, a few pieces of bread that are basically intact, and half a bottle of Coke.Smoothbore had expected a homeless man to eat his box lunch with his hands, but saw him pull a small aluminum spoon out of the pocket of the dirty coat he still wore in early summer.He ate his dinner slowly and threw the leftovers back in the trash.Smoothbore looked around, the city lights around the square had just come on, he was very familiar with this place, but now he felt a little strange.Soon, he figured out why the homeless man could easily fill his stomach.It used to be a gathering place for the city's homeless, but now they're all gone, only his target remains.where did they goHave they all been entrusted with "processing"?
Smoothbore then found the address on the second photo.Under the bridge hole of a traffic bridge on the edge of the city, there is a shack built of waste corrugated and cardboard boxes, with dim lights shining through it.Smoothbore carefully pushed open the cracked door of the shack and poked his head in. Unexpectedly, he entered a colorful world. It turned out that the shack was full of oil paintings of different sizes, forming another layer of walls.Following a puff of smoke, Smoothbore saw the wandering artist, lying under a broken easel like a hibernating bear, with long hair, wearing a shabby t-shirt painted over with oil paint and as big as a robe, smoking a fifty-cent box of Jade Butterfly Cigarettes.His eyes wandered between his own works, his eyes were full of surprise and confusion, as if he was the first time here, and he probably spent most of his time in this kind of narcissism about his own works of.This kind of down-and-out painter used to be a lot in the 90s, but not so much now.

"It doesn't matter, come in." The painter said, his eyes were still scanning the paintings, and he didn't glance at the door, listening to his tone, as if this was an imperial palace.After Smoothbore walked in, he asked again, "Do you like my paintings?"

(End of this chapter)