"Do not move!"

“…”

Just as Lake was about to take out the book "Red Revolution", a voice came from behind him.

A man.

A man holding a gun and having an intact arm.

"Slowly turn around."

“…”

Lake held up his hands and slowly turned around, his eyes falling on the front of him. A haircut looks like a homeless man, holding a pistol and wearing a killer similar to a casual suit: "Hello."

Courtesy has always been what Lake insists on.

Even when facing the enemy.

The killer seemed to have no intention of returning the favor politely, but just pointed a gun at Lake, walked to Lake with a blank expression, found the Glock 17 in Lake's arms, and threw it to the ground.

A shrinking Mascus machete was pulled out from his waist and threw it to the ground.

Find a sharp blade from your right leg and throw it to the ground.

even……

The killer looked at Lake expressionlessly after an arrow in one of the sleeves in Lake's cuffs.

Lake looked very sorry: "I'm afraid of death."

The killer snorted coldly, kicked everything under his feet aside, and continued to keep a distance of two meters from Lake: "If you are afraid of death, don't use tricks, take out the book you just looked for."

Lake turned around and went to get it.

puff!

A silent bullet shot at Lake's feet.

The killer said in a deep voice: "Slowly, don't play tricks."

Lake directly withdrew his hands and looked at the killer: "Then you take it yourself."

MMP.

There are really many requirements.

The killer seemed to be stunned: "What?"

Lake said, "I'm afraid I'll play tricks, so you come and find me. I won't serve you anymore."

The killer narrowed his eyes: "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Lake said, "If I give it to you, you won't kill me?"

The killer said, "Yes..."

Lake interrupted directly: "I believe you, if you have the guts, just shoot me."

The killer's eyes shrank slightly.

Next second.

Bang!

It seems that I have never heard of such a low-key killer shooting directly.

The bullet comes out!

Adrenal glands!

Buzz!

The adrenal glands were activated, and Lake moved his head to the side, and then grabbed it hard with his left hand.

"What?"

The killer seemed to be stunned.

It's true and fake to play with catching bullets with bare hands at such a close distance.

Lake smiled and handed his left hand to the killer.

The killer's eyes involuntarily landed on the tightly held left hand.

After all, even a killer is curious.

When he first came over, he shot two people in the house, and then according to the organization's arrangement, two thieves were guided in and fired twice. After he found a place to insert the USB flash drive, his boss told him that the USB flash drive had been copied and there should be a copy in the room.

So he came back to look for the dungeon, but he didn't expect to meet Lake.

At this moment.

The left hand, under the attention of the killer, slowly opened.

Next second.

The killer's eyes shrank slightly, and he looked up at the bullet embedded in the palm of his left hand.

but.

Lushan...Shenglongba!

A blow to the sky fist hit his chin directly. The killer instantly left the ground, then landed fiercely on the floor, and the pistol also dropped to the side.

The killer stood up, wiped the blood from his mouth, and looked at Lake: "You are looking for death."

Lake slowly took off his suit jacket: "I don't know if I'm looking for death, but you will be able to eat it soon, do you believe it?"

The killer brakes instantly.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

moment.

Lake and the killer went to war directly in the study.

boom!

Lake grabbed the killer's right arm and threw him over his shoulder and smashed him hard onto the bookcase. With a bang, the killer was smashed into the bookcase with the broken glass.

Lake rolled up his sleeves expressionlessly and pulled the completely fooled killer out of the bookcase with one hand.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

One punch after another, one punch faster and one punch harder. When George arrived at the scene with the police, he saw Lake responding to something like mud and swollen with his face.

The image of a lively tyrant in suit!

Lake's fist was covered in blood.

George and Becket looked at each other, then hurriedly put away their guns and walked to Lake. The two of them hurriedly stopped Lake: "Lack, you can't fight anymore, you'll die if you're fighting."

Lake snorted coldly.

Dong!

At this moment, this killer named No. 5 has the first independent idea in his life.

It's finally over.

Lake took a towel handed over by Beckett and wiped the blood on his hands: "How is Joe?"

George said: "The bullet has been taken out. The doctor said that if the bullet distance is slightly moved to the left, Joe would probably be hanging, but Joe lost too much blood. The doctor said that if Joe could spend these three days, the problem would be big."

"That's good."

Beckett said: "It should be that Joe chose to fake death at the moment he was hit. If the two thieves had confirmed it at that time, Joe would probably not have been so lucky."

Lake nodded.

It was not the ones that were done by those two thieves, it should be the ones who were beaten up like pig's head.

Fortunately, Qiao is confusing.

When he was hit by a bullet, he chose to fall to the ground and pretend to be dead. If there were any clues at that time, I guess the pig-headed killer would have to re-shoot it.

Play fighting with me?

Lake hasn't heard such a cheap request in so many years. Since he killed a warlord in Africa, even his military instructor Frank said that Lake has been on par with him.

"clothing!"

"Give."
To be continued...