After going to the restroom and coming back, Zhao Yulin sat there for another half an hour.

During this time, several beauties came up to him and chatted with him. Zhao Yulin did not refuse them. He ordered a table full of drinks of various colors and played dice with the women. Of course, Zhao Yulin's "methods" were quite obscure. It was always others who lost, and he almost never touched alcohol.

Since he had contacted the people of the R organization, and Zhao Yulin had just attached the tracking device to the bearded man without anyone noticing, naturally someone would find out the bearded man's location, so he was not in a hurry to leave. While performing diligently, he observed the other two people who he thought also looked like members of the R organization.

The man sitting at the bar facing the door, when he saw a man hugging a seductive woman, he rushed up like crazy and started to wrestle with the man. Almost as soon as the two of them got entangled, they were quickly dragged out of the bar by a security guard who rushed in from nowhere, and never came back.

Zhao Yulin secretly despised himself for his poor eyesight, and then he paid full attention to the last remaining man in sunglasses.

Even with such big sunglasses covering his face, Zhao Yulin could still clearly feel his nervousness. He read the newspaper over and over again for countless times, and it was almost torn apart, but he still couldn't calm down.

The ashtray in front of the newspaper was full of cigarette butts. It seemed that the man in sunglasses had been waiting for the opportunity to strike for a long time.

However, who exactly was he going to kill?

Zhao Yulin searched all over the place, but he couldn't see the target of the man in sunglasses. However, judging from the direction the man in sunglasses was facing, there were more than a dozen people who might be his target, including Zhao Yulin himself.

Later, the man wearing sunglasses and covering his face with newspapers went to the toilet. Zhao Yulin noticed that just before this man went in, a man with a big belly and a gold chain walked in. Perhaps this man was his target, and the man in sunglasses finally couldn't help but take action.

Why hasn't Chen Siyao arrived yet? Sorry, fat man, if you want to blame someone, blame the police for being too slow.

Zhao Yulin is not a person who likes to meddle in other people's business, not to mention that his current status does not allow him to meddle in other people's business. And the fat man doesn't look like a good person at first glance. The corrupt breath in his voice is disgusting. Zhao Yulin is not so idle as to help a stranger whom he doesn't like.

Not long after, the man in sunglasses came out of the toilet and walked quickly towards the door of the bar. Zhao Yulin saw that he deliberately lowered his head when he walked, his hands tightly grasping the sides of his coat, and there was obviously a hard shape on his waist, which seemed to have succeeded.

Zhao Yulin no longer liked to meddle in other people's business, but he also called Chen Siyao, at least to drag the murderer to the policewoman.

The man in sunglasses quickly walked to Zhao Yulin's side. When half of his body had passed Zhao Yulin, Zhao Yulin suddenly stretched out a leg to tie the leg of the man in sunglasses that was behind him. The man in sunglasses was in a hurry and didn't expect anyone to stop him. He stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Oh! Sorry! Are you okay?" Zhao Yulin stood up hypocritically to help the man in sunglasses. Because the man fell too hastily, his head hit the table next to him and his glasses flew off. What's more annoying is that the gun on his waist hit his hip bone as if it was broken. This fall was really heavy and it took him a long time to catch his breath.

The face under the sunglasses was not as ferocious as Zhao Yulin had imagined in his mind. Instead, he was a little thin and handsome, not very old, and didn't look like the kind of person who was born to do bad things.

Zhao Yulin was slightly stunned when he saw the appearance of the man in sunglasses, and then he saw him glaring at him fiercely with evil eyes, and thought to himself: Bad people don't have a face, and doing bad things has nothing to do with appearance. So he became indifferent to the man in sunglasses again.

The man in sunglasses knew that no matter how angry he was, this was definitely not a good time to get angry. He had to leave the bar immediately, so the man in sunglasses endured the severe pain in his waist, covered his bleeding head, waved to Zhao Yulin and the waiter who came to help him, said he would go to the hospital, and prepared to run away.

"It's my responsibility, I must be responsible. Come on, I'll take you to the hospital." Zhao Yulin helped the man in sunglasses to walk outside. If he couldn't keep him, at least he would follow him. This way he would have an excuse to leave. Zhao Yulin

put his arm around the man in sunglasses, and naturally put one hand on his waist. He did feel something cold in his hand, and it felt like a pistol.

The man in sunglasses subconsciously tried to avoid his hand, but accidentally stretched his waist. He cried out "ouch", gritted his teeth, and covered his waist for a long time, not daring to move.

"Brother, don't move. It's important to go to the hospital as soon as possible. You don't want to make a big deal out of it, do you?"

The man in sunglasses himself was having some difficulty walking. The gun had just been stuck in his waist, injuring him badly, and it was also a bit difficult for him to walk. Although he was reluctant to let Zhao Yulin follow him, in order to leave as soon as possible, the man in sunglasses let him walk with his support.

"Ah! No! Someone's been murdered!" Almost as soon as Zhao Yulin and the man in sunglasses walked out of the door of the Moon Bar, they heard a noisy quarrel from inside the bar. Soon, many guests ran out of the bar one after another, as if they were afraid that the murderer was right next to them.

The man in sunglasses was very nervous when he heard the shouting, and walked faster despite the pain. Zhao Yulin did not stop him, but took him a little further away, and into the darkness, and then the man in sunglasses breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sit here for a while." Zhao Yulin put the man in sunglasses on a step, but the man in sunglasses struggled to walk by himself.

"Why? You weren't afraid when you were killing people, but you are afraid after killing people?" Zhao Yulin mocked.

"What did you say? What do you know?" The man in sunglasses suddenly reached out to touch the pistol on his waist, thinking that if it really didn't work, he could only kill the man in front of him. But when he reached to his waist, his hand didn't touch the gun. The pistol that was still a little painful when he walked disappeared.

Could it be that this hippie-smiling man disarmed him?

The sunglasses man no longer had his sunglasses on. His pale face and glaring eyes were dazzled by the dim light from the Moon Bar not far away, and he looked really scary.

"What are you looking for? A weapon? Want to kill me to silence me? Haha. Do you think you could beat me before you got hurt? Not to mention you're in this state now. Okay, just wait here for the police to come. I don't want to fight you." Zhao Yulin hooked his little finger around the pistol and waved it in front of him, then took out a big cigar from the cigarette box, lit it up and took a puff.

"You... who are you?" The sunglasses man realized that Zhao Yulin's background was not simple. Could he be in the same group as the people he killed?

"Don't worry about who I am. Tell me who you are and who killed the person." Zhao Yulin sat down two steps away from the man in sunglasses with interest, as if he was chatting with an old friend.

"Who do you care about me? What are you going to do? If you don't leave, the police will come! But think about it, now your fingerprints are on this gun. Humph, you are the murderer!" The man in sunglasses roared in a low voice, looking quite scared.

Zhao Yulin obviously felt that this man was a novice, and suddenly remembered the first time he carried out a murder mission after being trained by Old Man Feng. He didn't know where the interest came from, Zhao Yulin smiled bitterly, and said in a good-tempered manner: "I can see that you killed someone because you were forced to do it. That person looks like a bad guy who has done all kinds of evil. If you don't mind, I would like to talk to you about my inner thoughts before you go to prison, because I have also been forced to do things I don't want to do. After so many years, I'm used to it."

"You..." The man in sunglasses looked up and down at Zhao Yulin as if he was looking at an alien monster, but was surprised to see that he took off his wig, but Zhao Yulin didn't take off his fake nose.

"Humph! Anyway, I've taken revenge, so it doesn't matter if I tell you. My name is Gao Yong, and that person is a collaborator of an organization. They...they forced my brother to join the organization and then lost contact. I suspect my brother was killed by them! I want to avenge my brother! I want to kill everyone who is related to them!" Gao Yong shouted a little excitedly. Fortunately, those guests either drove away or gathered at the door of Yue Bar to watch the excitement. No one walked to this remote place.

"Organization?" Zhao Yulin's eyebrows jumped, and his eyes suddenly lit up. "What organization are you talking about? Is it from Yanjing?"

"It doesn't seem to be. It's a foreign organization." Gao Yong's words further confirmed Zhao Yulin's guess. Zhao Yulin threw away his cigar, jumped in front of him and squatted, looking at Gao Yong with hope.

"Is the organization you are talking about called R Organization?" Zhao Yulin asked Gao Yong in a low voice.

"Yes! That's the name!" Gao Yong nodded, then frowned and looked at Zhao Yulin. "How do you know? Did your brother get killed by them?"

"No, it's my brother." Zhao Yulin answered calmly, and the scene of Luoyang blocking in front of him and being hit appeared in front of him again.

"Ah? So... you are here to save me?"

What is this kid's head made of? Is he really naive or stupid? Zhao Yulin rolled his eyes and thought. But now that Gao Yong said that, Zhao Yulin didn't know whether to save him or hand him over to Chen Siyao.

"Let's not talk about this for now. Just come with me." Zhao Yulin thought that he should hand him over to Cao Ganjing to collect some information to verify its authenticity before making any plans. After all, if this guy really wanted to take revenge on the R organization, he must have a lot of information about them. Otherwise, how would he know that the fat man he killed today was a partner of the R organization?

"Where are we going? My waist hurts a lot, but I can't go to the hospital." Gao Yong was having a hard time even standing up. Zhao Yulin helped him get into the car, and then they heard the sirens starting to sound from far away.