After resting all night, Zhang Tianhao got up again and led the eighteen people to start training frantically. Not only did he want to train, but Qin Yuxiang also followed suit.
The weight-bearing running in the morning, grappling and fighting, taught them practice again and again.
While he was training at home, a beggar appeared outside the door of his house. He was wearing a piece of clothing with countless holes in it. His waist was slumped down and he was trembling as he walked. It seemed like a gust of wind could blow him away.
generally.
Then I walked to the front door of his house and saw him sitting directly outside the door in a leeward place, coughing a few times from time to time.
Just as Zhang Tianhao ran behind the wall, he heard a few slight coughs coming from outside. His expression changed instantly, and then he raised his hand, a simple tactical move.
Then I saw a dozen people all stop and look at Zhang Tianhao's gesture, somewhat confused.
He made a few more simple movements with his hands, and then they all quietly left here and walked towards the walk-down space in the backyard, but he had a look of confusion on his face.
After all, there won't be any beggars coming to his house. After all, the place is surrounded by walls, and the surrounding area is almost the same. Moreover, there is a dead end outside the back door. No one usually comes here at all. Now there is a cough, which is obviously not normal.
As soon as his thoughts changed, he immediately figured out what was going on, and his face darkened.
Then, he directly put down the backpack, firearms, and various equipment on his back, took off other weights on his body, walked into the room, and picked up the phone.
"Pick me up to Sandoku Middle School!"
As he spoke, he picked up a towel and wiped his sweat directly, waiting for the other party to transfer.
After a while, I heard an impatient voice from the other end of the phone: "Hey, who are you looking for? I'm not at work right now!"
"It's me. I'll call you if you want to go to work!" His voice was a little low, with a sense of majesty, and he said lightly, "It seems that you are having a great time!"
"Ah, Tou, I'm sorry, I didn't know who Tou, Tou, please tell me if you have something, I'll do it right away!" As soon as the other end of the phone heard Zhang Tianhao's voice, his voice immediately rang, and his whole body was alerted.
"Huh, call the three brothers immediately and go to the back door of my house. There is a person staying there. You can arrest him. I suspect he is the Red Party's anti-corruption team. Be very careful. Don't get caught by someone so early in the morning.
Give me some."
"Ah, yes, I will make arrangements now!" The other end of the phone immediately assured loudly, and at the same time, he immediately hung up the phone and began to recruit people.
After briefly washing up, he put on a set of clean clothes, picked up his gun, went out through the front door, and then walked around to the back door.
Soon, he saw a beggar from the wall, her waist slumped down very weakly, and she was sitting there with great effort, as if a gust of wind could blow her down.
Look at the mascot car not far away from the beggar. To save trouble, he parked the car outside the backyard of his home. He can get in and leave at any time, and it is relatively close to Sande Middle School.
"That is……"
Just when Zhang Tianhao was about to wait for the three people at the station to come over, he suddenly saw half of the upstairs window of the original Mijia clothing store not far away was exposed.
He remembered that he had closed the window, but now it was open a crack. He looked in the direction of the crack, and his face became even more gloomy.
He was not in a hurry to move. On the contrary, he looked at the surrounding houses and found nothing wrong.
His figure flashed, retreated for a distance, and then took advantage of the blind spot and ran towards the other side's street, like a gust of wind.
Soon, he carefully brought the pistol to the door of Mijia Clothing Store, gently pulled the window frame on the door with both hands, and slowly climbed up like a gecko.
When he reached the window on the second floor, he carefully stretched his head over.
It didn't matter if he didn't look at it. When he looked at it, he almost lost consciousness. There was a man standing there, holding a long gun in his hand, staring at the back door of his house in the distance.
There was even a cup of tea on his hand. It was obvious that he was very patient and not in a hurry. After all, Zhang Tianhao traveled to the same place at the same time every day.
"Good guy, you want to assassinate me like this, isn't it a bit exaggerated?" His face was as gloomy as water, and he even looked at the opponent's back. He almost wanted to jump through the window and rush in.
Zhang Tianhao, who had just retracted, had already seen the gun, and his face was as cold as ice. After all, someone was using it to kill him.
Just when Zhang Tianhao's head had just passed, the gun-wielding man standing in front of the window also made a U-turn, wanting to see a hint of darkness in the window behind him.
It was obvious that he was very alert. Even Zhang Tianhao's actions in just two seconds made him notice something was wrong.
But he would never have thought that Zhang Tianhao had already touched not far behind him.
Soon, Zhang Tianhao returned to the first floor, then opened a window and climbed in carefully through the window, landing almost silently.
He once again took out the pistol that had been loaded and placed on his body. Then step by step, he slowed down and touched it directly.
At the same time, there was a grenade in his left hand, and he gently pulled the grenade's tab. The tab was still in his mouth, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.
Just when he was about to approach the second floor, the killer on the second floor also heard a slight noise from downstairs, which made him alert.
But he listened carefully and found that there were no other sounds coming from behind, and Zhang Tianhao had already sneaked to the top of the stairs and stood outside the door where he was.
He looked at the half-open door and waited there.
About fifteen minutes later, he heard the sound of bicycles coming from below, as well as the unhappy yells of his team members.
"Damn it, you damn beggar, you are really looking for death, you came to us to beg for food, take it away!" The leader of the second team vice-captain yelled and cursed directly at the team members around him.
At the same time, the two team members rushed over and pulled the beggar up, one person holding him on the other side, and prepared to drag him outside.
At this moment, Zhang Tianhao's figure flashed, and the grenade in his hand flicked, and a crisp sound sounded on the small building, breaking the silence on the second floor.
"1,2..."
Zhang Tianhao counted silently in his mind, and then when he said two, he kicked with his right foot, and his body fell directly to the ground. At the same time, he kicked the door of the room open.
The grenade in his hand was thrown in as soon as the door opened.
When he threw the grenade, he exerted force with his left foot and rolled his whole body to the right.
Then, he heard a gunshot and bullets flew over him.
"Grenade!"
At this moment, the person inside the room also screamed and wanted to jump out of the window. However, before he could open the window and only took one step, he heard a huge explosion from the grenade in mid-air.
Voice.
"boom!"
Zhang Tianhao, who had just hid behind another wall, only felt a huge vibration in the entire small building, as if an earthquake was about to happen, and the entire small building shook with tremors.
There was also a buzzing sound in his ears, and for a while, he couldn't hear clearly.
If he hadn't rolled to the other side of the wall, he would have been worried that the grenade would have injured him.
"Damn bastard, why are grenades so powerful!"
He also complained directly. He knew that this was a grenade from Zhang Mingyang's group, and it was imported from Germany. There was absolutely no problem with the quality.
It's just that the effect is a little too good.
Shaking his head, he stood up, walked to the door again, and looked into the room.
At this time, the whole room was already in a mess, as if a typhoon had passed through. It was a mess, and right next to the window, there was a corpse, with blood all over the body. It was already on the ground.
It has flowed into a puddle.
"If you are looking for death, I will help you. Do you really think I am easy to bully?"
He walked over, picked up the mid-level rifle and looked at it, and found that the rifle was only slightly damaged on the surface, and was even in good condition, with no problems.
Pulling the bolt, a bullet popped out immediately. The golden bullet was also the same type of bullet made in Hanyang, with a caliber of 7.92.
After casually rummaging through the body, he pulled out a book of documents, which added a bit of excitement to his face.
This chapter has been completed!