Chapter 614: Gloves and dagger

After clearing out this group of chasing soldiers, Lin Rui and others found the white bear in the snow.
A puddle of blood has flowed under this Russian big man, and he quickly checked his injuries and frowned, "The bullet is still in it, and it must be sent to rescue quickly. If it is late, the situation is not optimistic."
Lin Rui nodded, "Yelena, Jiang An, you can help him treat the wound temporarily, and then send him to the evacuation point."
"What about you?" Jiang An said.
"Sergey, you and I are going to find the who is under beating." Lin Rui changed a full magazine on the AK47, "Just remember to save his life, and I don't care about the rest."
"If it weren't for this to run away in chaos, the white bear would not get hurt by chasing him." Sergey grinned cruelly, "I suffocated my stomach and waited for you."
"Lin Rui!" Jiang An grabbed him and said solemnly, "Be careful."
"I know, save the white bear first, and when I find this guy, I'll come and join you." Lin Rui nodded, turned around and followed Sergey's footsteps.
Now Minorovich was also in a panic. He took a great risk to escape from the cemetery and stumbled to the side of the road. What made him desperate was that there were no vehicles passing through this suburban road in the snowy afternoon.
Minorovich looked around and thought to himself: No! It's too conspicuous here. Neither the mercenaries nor the secret society members would let them go. They will desperately find themselves. The best way is to find a place nearby to hide. Wait for them to kill each other before trying to get out.
Thinking of this, Minorovich moved his body with difficulty and ran to the other side of the road. But because the snow was too slippery, his body obviously lost his balance and fell heavily.
"God, are you all right?" Minorovich was about to struggle to get up. Suddenly heard a voice, he was taken aback for a moment, and when he slowly turned around, he found a person walking by the roadside.
That person should be in his twenties and thirties, well-dressed, from that heavy black mink coat, white silk scarf and white gloves, he should be very rich. The man Norovich said in surprise, "Sir, you really suck. Do you need any help?"
"No! I'm fine." Minorovich tried to make himself behave normally, concealing his handcuffed hands with clothes on his wrists.
He didn't want to be discovered by a casual passerby, so he just smiled and said, "I just accidentally fell and I am fine. But thank you anyway."
The young man smiled nonchalantly, "How could it be okay? After all, you have been imprisoned for 11 years in an underground prison, and then kidnapped by a group of mercenaries. If it were me, I would have collapsed. And you can do this. Calm, really amazing, isn't it?"
Minorovich's heart jumped wildly, but he still said casually, "Sorry sir, are you talking about me?"
The young man smiled slightly, "Of course, Minorovich, can I speak of anyone besides you?"
Minorovic immediately knew that it was not good, turned and ran. But he was still a step slower. The young man had already untied the scarf on his neck, flicked it hard, entangled a foot he was about to step, and dragged Minorovich to the ground.
Minorovic fell again in the snow.
The young man walked by step by step, shrugging his shoulders, "I want to leave before I have finished speaking. Isn't it too anxious?"
"Who are you, what do you want?" Minorovich stood up and shouted alertly.
The young man showed his hands, showing off his white gloves. Smiled slightly, "I have had many names, but many people still like to call me White Gloves."
"White gloves?" Minorovic frowned.
"Yes." White Glove said with a smile, "Mr. Minorovich, it's really a good way to escape from such a heavily guarded place, and the Petak prison is uneasy. So there are talents. Hire me to maintain order."
"Maintain order?" Minorovic frowned. "What do you mean?"
White Glove smiled and shrugged, "When you escaped, the Petac Underground Prison held and imprisoned sixty prisoners. You are the only prisoner still alive. Last night, I ordered the execution of the rest. Fifty-nine. This is the first change since my arrival. Time is limited, Minorovic. I can’t allow anyone to waste time on projects without any hope.

"What do you mean?" Minorovich said with a glove.
"Before you refused to explain, you can still live. But this is a waste of time for me. If you refuse to explain, I will immediately execute you and find other worthwhile businesses. The world is so big and there are many valuable projects. In this age of efficiency, why should we hang on a tree?" White Glove shrugged.
Minorovich gloved said, "You won't do this, because you know the value of the design in my hand. You arrested me for this. This is a project that can make you a lot of money."
"Indeed, but my time is even earlier." White Glove smiled slightly.
Minorovich only felt a pain in his abdomen, and when he lowered his head, he was horrified to find a dagger stuck in his lower abdomen. The dagger was pierced so deeply that it was almost useless. The blood was flowing continuously along the handle of the dagger, dripping onto the snow, which was shocking.
The white glove pushed him away and checked his white-gloved hands. The gloves were still white and dusty without the slightest blood stain. He also seemed to be afraid of the air on Minorovich, took a step to the side, and slowly said, "I know you want to try your luck and try to bargain. It's a pity, I'm not interested. I do business only for a price. Either I will sell it at a price or I will not do it at all."
Minorovich fell to the ground and raised his head with difficulty, "Help me... please help me... I promise everything, I really promise everything." The blood in his abdomen kept pouring out , But he dared not pull out the dagger. Because he was afraid that it would speed up the bleeding and die faster.
"It's a pity, I didn't want to do business with you today, and no one else we can get." The white gloves turned around gracefully and sighed, "Even if you don't pull out the dagger, it's useless. The blood tank of this dagger has been specially designed and will soon make you bleed to death. Goodbye, Mr. Minorovich, it's nice to meet you."