Black Hand
Chapter 110:Black Hand
Blow!
This whip was sturdyly pumped on Wu's back, even though he was wearing a T-shirt and a vest on the outside, the whip still made him hurt the cold sweat.
Andrea was about to take back the whip, Wu Duhuan shot like electricity, grabbed the whip, and through the inertia of the horse, he pulled back hard.
At the end of the time, Andrea sat down at once, and cried out, leaning and falling off the horse.
Hush!
With the sullen sound of heavy objects on the ground, Andrea rolled out seven or eight meters away from the ground before stopping.
He lay on his back on the ground, his eyes wide, but his eyes were completely scattered and his brain was blank.The young men and women who were watching the battle not far away rushed over and exclaimed, “Andrey, how are you?”“Andrey?”
Helen did not care about Andrey's death, her attention was on Wu Yuhuan, watching him has rushed to his near, but Arthur did not want to slow down, Helen realized that things were serious.
If Arthur is allowed to run like this, Wu Yuhuan's physical strength will soon run out, and in the case of such a fast horse, once it falls, the consequences are unimaginable.
She was too late to think about it, and instinctively rushed to the center of the track, opening her arms and blocking Arthur with her body.
It seemed to her that Arthur knew her and would not hit her hard.But she overestimated Arthur's spirituality, and Arthur in the frightened mind was completely ignored, even if it was a wall in front of it, and he could hit it as quickly as possible.
Wu, lying on horseback, saw the truth, and cried out in a loud voice: “Leave—”
The horse was so fast that he uttered only two words, and Arthur rushed to Helen's near and hit him.
The speed is so fast, once hit, it is equivalent to being crushed by a fast car.Just at the moment of this thousand, a figure suddenly sprang up beside the track, and in the moment Arthur was about to hit Helen, he pushed her out.
Hmmm!
Arthur interspersed almost in the gap between the two of them, and at that moment they both clearly felt a strong wind squeezing from their sides.
Helen was pushed two meters across how far before she fell to the ground.She struggled to sit up from the ground and looked up, just now pushing her away from a strange young Oriental.
He looked about thirty years old, tall, handsome, with a short stupor on his face, and a masculinity and charm of men.
The young Oriental came up to Helen and held out his hand with a smile.Helen took his hand in a daze, and the latter drew her from the ground with a little force.He asked, “Are you hurt?”
Helen finally returned from the shock, she quickly flung the young man's hand, breathed two breaths, calmed down, and said with a throb: "Just now thank you!"As she spoke, she turned her head to look forward to Wu’s eyes.
Only this meeting of the work, Wu Duhuan has even run a hundred and eighty meters away with horses.
“It is not proper to seek short-sightedness at a young age.”The young man of the East said with a faint smile on his face.
Helen said, “I’m not looking for a short time!”
The young man of the East shrugged his shoulders and said, "But what you just did is no different from finding short-sightedness."A little later, he said, "If you really hit each other, two people, I'm afraid none of them will survive."
Hearing his words, Helen looked pale, think about it, he said it was not unreasonable, his approach was too impulsive, but at that time she did not have time to think about these, is completely subconscious.
“Do you like him very much?”
Helen froze, and the pale face floated two red saps, and she cleared her throat and asked urgently, “Sir, can you make Arthur... stop that horse?”
The youth of the East rejoiced, and said, "Miss Helen's concern is entirely superfluous, and he can frighten the horse, and naturally he can make the horse stop."
“You... you know my name?”
“The whole city of London, how many people don’t know Miss Helen?”The young man of the East blinked at her with a smile.
Helen is a media, with countless readers to describe it is not too much, but even so, she also had to admit that the strange oriental youth in front of her is one of the most attractive people she has seen.
His smile, rough and warm, makes people feel at ease, and his body seems to have a fire that can infect everyone around him.
Although he was curious about his identity, Helen did not ask more, in fact, did not have the heart to ask more questions, her eyes were turned to Wu Shuhuan in the distance.
At this time, Wu was happy, holding Arthur's neck in one hand, holding his neck repeatedly, and his mouth also issued a slight whistle.He didn’t know the horse language, but he knew that such a whistle could soothe the horse’s mood.
Arthur ran half a circle in the field, the pace slowed down, when Wu rode Arthur, back to Helen, it has been obedient like a sheep.
Helen rushed forward and asked with concern, “Jason, how are you?”Did Arthur hurt you?
"Arthur didn't hurt me, I hurt Arthur."Wu Duhuan's words were said to Helen, but his eyes fell on the Oriental youth, and the mist in his eyes deepened a little, and his eyes became deep.
This Oriental man, he knew, was the young man who had once failed in Xie Wendong's hand, and finally had to flee to Mexico's young gang boss, Han Fei.
Unexpectedly, Han Fei actually went to London.
There were many thoughts in his heart, but on the surface it did not appear, and his eyes were only swept away in the young people of the East.
He drifted down the horse, looked up and down at Helen, saw that she was not hurt, he put his heart down, and said to the young people of the East with a smile: "Just now, really thank this gentleman."
“Hanfi!”The youth of the East went to Wu Dohuan, took the initiative to reach out, and also bluntly reported his name.
It was him!In his previous life, Wu did not see Han Fei himself, but he saw his photos.As an international intermediary, of course, he wants to understand the gang forces in every country, the young gangs, and the targets he focuses on.
“Wu is happy!”Wu smiled and shook hands with Han Fei.
The moment the two people touched their hands, Han Fei couldn't help but frown in secret.
Wu's palm is very soft, there is no cocoon, this is not a rough hand, not to be a long-term practice of the hand, more like a student's hand, but his gun method is very sharp, there is no more than ten years of hard practice, it is impossible to do.
In Wu Duhuan's body, it seems to be full of contradictions that are contrary to common sense, the more he investigates, the deeper his doubts.
“Does Mr. Wu know me?”Han Fei said suddenly in the word round of Chinese, at the same time, his eyes are like a torch, blinking at Wu Doh Huan's face, any slight changes in his expression, any slightest fluctuation, can not hide from his eyes.
However, he was disappointed, Wu Duhuan's expression did not change, even the fluff on his face did not fluctuate, the water, the foggy eyes, more like a curtain in front of his eyes, people can not see, can not see, can not see through his eyes, can not see his heart.
Wu Duhuan said, “Mr. Han, did we know each other before?”It sounds like Mr. Wu is also an authentic Chinese, maybe we have actually met in China?"
"In Xie Wendong, I am a famous person on the list," just on the blacklist.“As a brother of Mr. Xie, don’t you know me?”
Wu Zhuhuan blinked, sniffed and smiled, and said, "I think Mr. Han misunderstood, and Mr. Xie and I have never seen each other, we can't talk about them, let alone brothers."
"Oh?"It's strange, as far as I know, that the project of Wendong in the Philippine island of Katya was interviewed by you."
"Since Mr. Han knows this matter, then presumably Mr. Han's ins and outs of the matter has also been investigated clearly, I no longer need to explain more, I am working to help Dongxing Group to talk about the development project, after the incident, Dongxing Group also gave me 10 million yuan."A little, Wu asked curiously: "I am just an unknown psalmist, but Mr. Han investigated me so clearly, it seems not very reasonable."
"Several of my brothers are in your hands, can I tell you?"Han Fei laughed and said a gruesome thing.
Those killers are all Koreans, they are young people!
Wu Yishu squinted his eyes.No wonder Han Fei in the defeat, can easily avoid the pursuit of Xie Wendong, but also smoothly ran to Mexico, in Mexico to do the wind and water, dominate the side, it turns out that he and the Freemasonry hooked up together, more precisely, he should be accepted by the Freemasonry.
Han Fei looked at Wu Yuhu happily and asked, “What is Mr. Wu thinking?”
The way he speaks is very direct, and it is this direct, which will bring a strong sense of oppression, if there is a ghost in his heart, and the psychological quality is poor, he can not say a few words in front of him to show his feet.
"I was thinking that Mr. Han was a Freemason."
Han Fei was stupored, sniffed out, and said, "There is no one who is who, only use each other, take what they need."He had to turn over by them, and only they could help him defeat Xie Wendong and take back everything he had lost.
Wu Duhuan can understand Han Fei's mood and practice, his inner feeling is, with the tiger skin.
Of course, what is the relationship between Han and the Freemasonry, whether it is joined, or colluded with each other, it has nothing to do with him, and he does not want to be idle.He asked, “Mr. Han came to see me this time, didn’t he?”
"Well, well, I'll guess."
“Mr. Han wants to avenge your brother?”
“This time I guessed wrong.”Han Fei said slowly, "It was Jefferson who saved you and saved himself."A little later, he said, "But I have lost a few brothers in vain, and I must see who they are in the hands of."
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