Smith's expression changed drastically. As a top killer, he had not encountered a situation like this for many years.
The first time he heard the sound, he reacted quickly and turned around quickly.
When he entered his eyes, he saw a fist, which was infinitely enlarged in his pupils.
"boom!"
He was punched hard in the face.
Smith tilted his head and passed out.
"Your marksmanship is good, but your brain is not. Although the place you found is an excellent sniper spot, it's a pity that you exposed your back to the enemy."
Ye Qiu looked at the unconscious Smith and commented.
The reason why he didn't show up just now was because he realized that the gunman was a master.
If he rushes up the hillside rashly, he will definitely be attacked by gunmen again.
Therefore, Ye Qiu quietly climbed up from under the cliff.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he climbed up the cliff, he saw a blond gringo lying motionless on the ground with a sniper rifle.
Then, the scene just happened.
Ye Qiu glanced around and saw a camouflage-colored backpack next to Smith, so he picked it up.
When I opened it, I saw that there was a kettle, a dagger, and a rope inside the backpack...
"Hey, what is that?" Ye Qiu exclaimed, his eyes falling on the middle of the backpack, where there was a small gold medal.
Ye Qiu took it out and saw that there was a gun engraved on the front of the gold medal, and two words on the back:
Gun Demon!
"Gun Demon? Is this guy's code name?" As soon as Ye Qiu finished speaking, a voice came to his ears.
"You are right, my codename is Gun Demon."
Ye Qiu was startled and hurriedly lowered his head.
I saw Smith opened his eyes at some point, holding a gun in his hand and pointing it at Ye Qiu, with a bright smile on his face.
Ye Qiu narrowed his eyes and asked, "Were you not unconscious just now?"
Smith smiled and said: "The force of your punch was very strong. It hurt me. As for the coma, I pretended to show it to you."
As a top killer, wouldn't it be too embarrassing if someone could easily knock him out with one punch?
"I didn't realize it, but you are quite cunning." Ye Qiu said.
"No, this is not called cunning, this is called smart." Smith said in broken Chinese: "As you Chinese people say, a soldier never tires of deceit."
"Now, your life is in my hands."
"Do you have any last words?"
Smith looked proud.
"I don't have any last words, but I do have a question." Ye Qiu said, "Can I ask you a question?"
"Okay." Smith grinned. In his opinion, Ye Qiu would definitely die.
"You are a foreigner and I have never met you. You traveled all the way to China to kill me. Someone must have invited you here, right?" Ye Qiu said: "Tell me, who is your employer?"
"Yes, someone invited me here, but I can't tell you the name of my employer." Smith smiled and said: "The first rule of the killer is that you can never reveal any information about your employer, especially your name."
"How much did your employer give you? I can give you double." Ye Qiu said.
"Oh?" There was greed in Smith's eyes. The reason why he did this was for money.
But, can the Chinese man in front of me get double the money?
"Do you know how much my employer paid me?" Smith asked.
"No matter how much your employer gives you, I will give you double." Ye Qiu said.
"My employer gave me 70 million."
"As long as you tell me the name of your employer, I will give you 500 million."
Five hundred million!
Smith's eyes flashed and he said: "As far as I know, you are just a doctor. Do you think I will believe what you say?"
"Can you tell me your name?" Ye Qiu asked.
"My name is Jackson."
Smith did not tell Ye Qiu his real name. The second rule of the killer code said that you should never tell others your real name, otherwise it would be the same as digging your own grave.
Ye Qiu also knew that Jackson was just a pseudonym, but he didn't care.
"Mr. Jackson, I think you have misunderstood me. The 500 million I want to give you is not Chinese currency, but... US dollars."
US dollars?!
Smith swallowed.
He has been an assassin for ten years, and the most he earned in his life was 30 million US dollars for assassinating the head of state of a Middle Eastern country.
The head of state was protected by countless experts. Smith lurked in a cesspit for five days and five nights. Finally, he found an opportunity and killed the head of state with one shot.
Although the assassination was successful, he was also discovered by the head of state's bodyguards.
Then, he was chased and killed all the way.
Smith fled from the Middle East to South Africa, and then from South Africa to North America. He almost died several times. He couldn't eat enough, couldn't sleep well, and never left his hand with a gun. This kind of life lasted for more than 300 days. Smith was about to be tortured.
He went crazy and wanted to commit suicide several times.
Fortunately, he persisted in the end and hid in Europe.
From then on, Smith never dared to go to the Middle East again. So far, the Middle East has not revoked the fatwa against him.
Smith will never forget that mission in his life. After going through a lot of hardships, he only got 30 million US dollars.
But now, as long as he names his employer, he can get 500 million US dollars. How can Smith not be tempted by this?
If I can get 500 million US dollars, then I can buy the most luxurious manor, drink the best wine, and play with the most beautiful girls...
However, Smith soon calmed down and said to Ye Qiu: "I don't believe you have so much money."
"You don't believe me? Let me show you my bank balance."
Ye Qiu put his hand into his pocket.
"Don't move!" Smith shouted loudly.
"I'm just holding my phone," Ye Qiu said.
"Ye Qiu, you don't have to act. I know you don't have 500 million US dollars."
"And, as an excellent top killer, I will never betray my employer."
"farewell!"
Smith smiled slightly and decisively pulled the trigger.
boom!
The bullet hit Ye Qiu, who fell off the cliff.
Smith finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ye Qiu, I have to say that you are a very outstanding young man. At least among the people I killed before, there are very few people as outstanding as you. It's a pity that you met me."
"May you rest in peace in heaven and the Lord will bless you."
Smith stood up, put away the gun, and then used his right hand to draw a cross on his shoulder and forehead, praying for Ye Qiu with a devout expression.
After a while.
Smith laughed again.
"This business is so easy to complete. I will get 70 million immediately, and I can go find beautiful girls again."
He quickly disassembled the sniper rifle, put the parts into his backpack, then put on the backpack and prepared to leave with a relaxed expression.
Just turned around.
Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded behind Smith: "Dear foreign friends, it's not appropriate for you to leave like this, isn't it?"
[The author has something to say]
2nd update. Yesterday I said that after every 10 positive reviews, I would add another chapter. I was still too naive. Today there are actually 15 positive reviews. It seems that I have to write a third chapter. The third update is being written, and it will probably be very late.
