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Chapter Three Hundred and Four Encountered Shooting(1/2)

"Head, the target appears in Geographic Glass!" A young white man with tattoos on his arms reported to a middle-aged man in a residence in Geographic Glass.

"What goal?"

"That's the Chinese guy!"

"Creston, don't make matters worse! That incident is over!

Our mission to Geographic Glass this time is not Chinese!” the middle-aged white man warned Creston.

"Head, I think this is a good opportunity!

After all, the Japanese did not cancel the mission!

Dealing with a Chinese will not affect the completion of our mission!" Creston said unwillingly.

That Chinese head is worth a million dollars.

"Shet!" The middle-aged man punched Creston to the ground, stepped on his head, and said viciously: "I told you, our target is not the Chinese!

you understand?

If you interfere with our mission, I will kill you!"

"I understand, I understand!" Creston did not dare to refute.

"Creston, if the Chinese were as simple as you said, we would have completed our mission long ago!" A beautiful white woman stepped forward and pulled up Creston.

"Erica, I think you all overestimated the Chinese. The Chinese were completely unprepared. Just step forward and shoot, and the mission is accomplished!" Creston still said with reluctance.

“Creston, you idiot, it’s a miracle that you’re alive to this day!

Maybe your stupidity moved God!" The fierce middle-aged man laughed angrily.

"No, Woolf, we people can't go to heaven, we can only go to hell!

It should be the devil, afraid that Creston's stupidity will contaminate hell!" The white beauty giggled.

Facing the ridicule of his companions, Creston was furious. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't beat them, he really wanted to blow their heads off.

An angry Creston left the temporary station.

"Wulf, do you really want to give up on that mission?"

"No, it's not that I give up, it's that the price offered by the Japanese is too low, which is not in line with the identity of the Chinese!

I think that Chinese head is worth at least ten million dollars, not one million!"

After the angry Creston left the station, the more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became, and he came to the Mushi Tianhua International Hotel with a gun.

Of course, he wasn't stupid enough to break into the Mushi Tianhua International Hotel.

Creston squatted on the roof opposite the hotel, preparing to wait for Yu Qingyang to come out and shoot him.

Unfortunately, Creston is destined to be disappointed.

Since Yu Qingyang entered the hotel, he didn't even leave the room door for two days in a row.

Do five things every day. Get up in the morning, take a shower, eat, chat, and make love, then take a shower, eat, chat, and make love, then take a shower, eat, chat, make love, and sleep.

I didn't leave the room until I couldn't make it home in time for the New Year.

Send Tian Tian to the airport to fly back home.

Poor Creston squatted on the roof for two days, refusing to leave just for the sake of gambling.

Finally, the clouds opened and the moon shone brightly.

Just when Creston was so hungry that he was about to give up, he saw his target finally walking out of the hotel.

Yu Qingyang and Tian Tian walked out of the hotel together, opened the car door and let Tian Tian get in the car first.

Suddenly, a creepy feeling came over my heart.

Without any time to think, Yu Qingyang pushed Tian Tian into the car, causing him to fall to the ground.

Just as Yu Qingyang fell down, a bullet grazed his scalp and hit the car.

Yu Qingyang, who fell to the ground, felt a stabbing pain in his leg and knew that he might be injured.

At this time, he could no longer care about so much. Yu Qingyang, who fell to the ground, rolled like a lazy donkey and rolled under the car.

"Hide in the car and don't come out!" Yu Qingyang rolled under the car and shouted to Tian Tian.

"On the rooftop opposite, Ou Yang takes cover, Zhang Liao, Zhao Gang, come up!" Sun Jian hid behind the car and shouted loudly.

Everyone will be confused sometimes, and Creston was like this. The ridicule from his companions made Creston a little confused.

Ordinarily, after this sashimi attack, no matter whether it hits the target or not, you have to evacuate quickly.

However, Creston realized that he had not hit Yu Qingyang, so he fired a second shot and prepared to fire a third shot.

If Creston was allowed to fire the third shot, Ou Yang, the sniper, could buy a piece of tofu and kill him.

Just as Creston fired his second shot, Ou Yang also found the target.

"Bang!"

The Bayi bar was used as a sniper rifle, and the bullet followed the scope and entered Creston's eyes.

The gunshots had already alerted the hotel security.

Everyone knows that Yu Qingyang is a distinguished guest of the hotel and a friend of the boss.

Hotel security quickly surrounded the car and set up a cordon.

At this time, Yu Qingyang was still under the car, holding a pistol in his hand.

Yu Qingyang did not go out. He knew that going out before the danger was over would be to cause trouble.

At this time, although the car is in a mess, it is the safest place.

Yu Qingyang was not idle either. He checked his injuries and found that he had not been shot.

Whether it was luck or unlucky, the bullet refracted when it hit the ground, and the bullet scraped off a layer of skin on Yu Qingyang's leg.

The pain he felt when he arrived was caused by the bullet grazing off the skin.

Soon, Zhang Liao and Zhao Gang rushed to the rooftop opposite.

All he saw was a corpse with his head shot off.

I checked the traces on the roof and confirmed that there were only traces of one person.

"Boss, there is only one person, and he has been killed by Ou Yang!"

"Stay alert!"

"yes!"

"Mr. Yu, are you okay? You can come out now!" Sun Jian waited for the hotel security and his own people to put up warnings at nearby commanding heights and at various intersections before calling Yu Qingyang out.

"I'm fine!" Yu Qingyang climbed out from under the car.

"Honey, are you okay!" Tian Tian cried and got out of the car, "What's going on? How could someone want to kill you? Africa is too scary, let's go home!"

"Okay, it's okay! It was just some time ago that the angry young man got sick and cheated the little devil. Now it's the little devil's revenge!" Yu Qingyang comforted with a smile.

"Why don't you come back to China with me? When we return to China, the little devils won't dare to mess around!" Tian Tian cried, grabbing Yu Qingyang's arm.

"After I take you to the plane, I will go back to the camp. In the camp, the little devil has no chance!

I will go back to China after the New Year!" Yu Qingyang wiped away Tian Tian's tears and consoled her with a smile.

Just now, Yu Qingyang felt as if he was on the verge of death.

Now my heart is still pounding and beating wildly.

However, as a man, Yu Qingyang must first comfort Tian Tian.

"Mr. Yu, are you injured?" Sun Jian asked hurriedly when he saw the blood on Yu Qingyang's leg.

"It's okay, I was scratched by a bullet just now! It's not bleeding anymore!"

"Mr. Yu, let's disinfect and bandage it!"

Yu Qingyang pulled Tian Tian into the hotel lobby. The hotel doctor came over to help Yu Qingyang disinfect and bandage his wounds.

As Yu Qingyang said, it was just a scratch and had stopped bleeding a long time ago.

At the same time, the police station also received a call.

A shooting incident occurred at the Mushi Tianhua International Hotel.

The guests of Mushi Tianhua International Hotel were either rich or expensive, so the police station did not dare to neglect and rushed to the scene as quickly as possible.

"Hello, Mr. Police, I am Mr. Yu Qingyang's bodyguard. Mr. Yu was assassinated just now...

The attacker has been killed by us!" Sun Jian stepped forward and explained the situation to the policeman leading the team.

After learning Yu Qingyang's identity, the police were confused.

Chinese people, investors, and caring people who donated free of charge to build an artificial lake worth a billion US dollars, any one of these three identities is enough to cause a headache.

Fortunately, Yu Qingyang also knew that he had no intention of pursuing the matter regardless of the police.
To be continued...
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