Generally speaking, the atmosphere of the tour group's itinerary is relaxed. When going out to play, having fun is the most important thing. However, a certain passenger on the other side was not so relaxed.
"Here's a handful of bananas and an orange. Thank you."
On the same morning, with the same gloomy and bleak weather, Tang Chao, holding his cell phone that he had just hung up, glanced past the fruit shelf with not many choices in front of him. Without thinking, he raised his hand and pointed at two at random.
This is breakfast, and if nothing else happens, it will also be lunch.
Well, some things can’t be too particular when running away. Of course, this is also related to the fact that most of the shops on the streets are closed when you drive into the small town. They are no better than the 24-hour convenience stores, fast food restaurants, etc. that can be seen everywhere in China. In France, this business operation model
It is still questioned by people from all walks of life and is quite controversial.
Especially on weekends, in a country where strikes and demonstrations are commonplace, people are always full of passion for safeguarding their rights. It is basically non-existent to stick to their posts and continue working on weekends or holidays.
Unfortunately, today is the weekend.
Of course, not everything is like this. After all, in modern society, a foreign-funded comprehensive supermarket is still open for business on the street corner a hundred meters away. However, the Tang Dynasty did not go there. As for the reason, that is another matter.
The boss was weighing and packing. Tang Chao stood behind the glass display window of the shop and looked at the street scene outside. There were not many pedestrians. Anyway, there were not as many cars running back and forth on the road. Most of them were hunkering down and walking in a hurry, brushing shoulders with each other, not to mention the basics.
There was very little communication or even eye contact. The weather was really too cold, so the few domestic dogs that occasionally ran by seemed energetic and were walking their owners happily.
Everything seemed normal, nothing unusual could be seen. But when he looked away, Tang Chao sighed imperceptibly, looking somewhat helpless.
The ghost lingers
This was an expected situation. After all, he had bad intentions, and he had made several attacks in the past two days. It was natural for him to be targeted and even get revenge. To a certain extent, this was what he wanted to see.
situation.
But the key to the problem now is that those who want to locate him are not members of the Pacino family, but a group of killers who are restless after smelling the fishy smell through various channels. Otherwise, it is said that colleagues are the easiest to make enemies, so they have to admit that they are tracking him.
In this regard, the killer does have an extremely keen sense of smell. Even though the Tang Dynasty has traveled more than a hundred kilometers in one night, there is still a faint sense of crisis looming on his back.
If you think about it, you can understand that a commission of three million US dollars does have the magic power to make people follow you one after another! But then again, you are not particular about it!
The current situation is beyond the Tang Dynasty's original imagination. When he came, he had thought about the risks of this trip, and also thought about the various revenge and counterattacks of the Pacino family. The profound heritage that has been deeply rooted in the European and American underground world for more than a hundred years is not a decoration. The family
With elite n-hands, a team of mercenaries under his control, and the world's top killers such as Cannibal Bull, etc., Pacino's power cannot be underestimated, but now at the forefront is a group of killers who value commissions.
What a mixed bag of good and bad!
Is this looking down upon others? Or does it feel like the current situation is still under control?
For a time, the Tang Dynasty was a little confused, and even began to reflect on whether it was because of the comfortable environment in the country in recent years that its ability to do things had declined?
Shaking his head, after paying the money, he walked out of the store carrying the fruit paper bag. The wind howled, and the biting coldness hit him like a knife. He subconsciously tightened his collar. Tang Chao raised his head and looked at the sky. There was no trace of color in his field of vision.
Frowning slightly, the weather forecast is that a severe snowstorm will not arrive until tomorrow. Is it starting to brew now?
Returning the same way, walking through half a deserted street, and just turning into the fork in the lane, Tang Chao couldn't help but hesitate. About ten steps away, a patrolman wearing a narrow-brimmed hat and fluorescent uniform stood with his back hunched over.
Next to an old Chevrolet car, he was looking at the interior through the car window. Not far away, at the other end of the alley, there was a ragged homeless man rummaging through the trash can.
When he looked at it, the patrolman had already straightened up, and then took out the ticket book. "Uh, wait!" Tang Chao walked over with a grin. The Chevrolet was naturally the car he drove over. The former turned around when he heard the sound, and it turned out to be...
A young female traffic police officer, she looks quite pretty, but her features are meticulous.
"Is this your car?" The young female patrol officer raised her hand and saluted, and said with a straight face, "Sir, you are not allowed to park here!"
"Oh, sorry, I didn't pay attention. I'll drive it away now."
Tang Chao apologized and spread his hands to discuss, but the female patrol officer shook her head. Perhaps she had heard too many excuses like this, and her tone remained unchanged, "Please show me your driving license."
"Well, there's no need to be like this, I really just stopped for a short time."
"Sir! Please cooperate with my work and show your driving book!"
This meant there was no room for discussion. Looking at those beautiful blue eyes that clearly showed a bit of sternness, Tang Chao pinched his nose and shrugged, "Okay, wait a minute, I'm driving in the car."
As she spoke, she walked around the female patrol officer and opened the car door. She just leaned down. At an angle that was beyond the scope of her sight, the corner of the woman's mouth rose excitedly. Then her expression suddenly became stern. She drooped her arms and lifted up the hem of her uniform. She touched the n-suit and raised her hand.
The technical movements, which obviously have the meaning of being refined over time, were completed in one go in the blink of an eye, and he shouted "Don't move! You are under arrest!"
Just from this continuous vibrato, you can hear some complex changes in emotions. In fact, the female patrol officer's facial expression is even more exciting. Her beautiful blue eyes are round and staring at the banana-shaped penis in her hand. Well, okay, no matter from
Whichever way you look at it, it’s actually a banana!
The devil knows what caused the packet loss. Of course, none of this matters now. Maybe it was because the action of pulling out the n was too decisive and handsome, or because the psychological reaction was too intense, etc. The strength of the palm was too strong, which eventually caused the first half of the banana to peel.
"Bah chi" cracked, I have to say
The female patrol officer's reaction was quite fast. She subconsciously raised her hand to grab it, and she actually caught it. Then, she held half a banana in one hand, with her index finger in an open-n-n position, and pinched the sticky half of the fruit pulp in one hand, looking down.
There was an empty set on the waist, and I was stunned on the spot!
The alley was quiet, and the cold wind blew past.
Immediately, a faint voice sounded, "Are you looking for this?" The female patrolman raised her head blankly and pointed at the black hole. The cold metal at the edge had a palpitating luster of death, and murderous intent came instantly. All this happened too fast and again.
It was so sudden that she couldn't come back to her senses. She was in a dream, staring at her thumb slowly turning the safety switch, and her index finger lightly pulling the trigger.
Bang bang
The loud sound echoed endlessly in the alleyway. Fortunately, the street outside was really deserted, so it did not cause any impact for a while. The female patrol officer closed her eyes subconsciously, and then couldn't help opening her eyes and turning her head, but the entrance to the dark hole suddenly moved at the last moment.
He opened the door and pointed to the other end of the alley without any warning, staring blankly at the innocent homeless man who fell down beside the trash can without saying a word, opened his mouth, and suddenly turned his head,
"you"
The angry voice stopped abruptly, and the still-warm n mouth turned around and pointed again. "Shhh", raising n with one hand, and raising the index finger of the other hand to his mouth, Tang Chao walked backwards and sat in the car, with an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
We are destined to meet each other, so I will give you a share of the credit, so there is no need to thank me."
While speaking calmly, Tang Chao unloaded the magazine and ejected the remaining bullets one by one, clinking on the ground. The female patrolman's pretty face was ashen, but she still did not dare to move, and the automatic handgun was activated.
Bullets are loaded automatically, which means that even if the magazine is removed, there is still a bullet in the chamber.
But the next moment, there was a click, and the n-tube, spring, and the last bullet were thrown out. The female patrol officer was stunned when she saw this. Before she could understand, the remaining n-gun was thrown at her, and she subconsciously threw away the half of the banana and raised her hand.
catch,
"Go home and don't play around with your hands if you have nothing to do next."
His voice was gentle, and it even sounded like a warning, just like an adult stroking a child's head, doting on him and saying, "Be good, be obedient, and I'll take you to the supermarket to buy sweets tomorrow."
The willow eyebrows stand on end!
As if she had suffered great humiliation, the female patrol officer's face instantly turned red. She looked at the Chevrolet that started the car and drove away. She growled, gritted her teeth and lowered her body, grabbed the machine parts on the ground, and jumped out like a female leopard.
It has to be said that the young woman's professional skills are really excellent. Even during high-speed movements, her hands are constantly moving, and she can assemble n pieces quickly and dazzlingly. This skill alone is worthy of the evaluation of professionals. Of course, this refers to
I'm not a professional patrol officer.
Regrettably, the woman did not waste any time, but by the time she rushed out of the alleyway, the Chevrolet had already smoothly driven onto the street. "Whoosh", she took a deep breath, raised her hand and pointed again and again.
Then, bang, he kicked the wall hard.
No chance.
This was obvious, and she even had reason to suspect that the other party was aware of this, so he chose to calmly disassemble n pieces in front of her. Thinking about this made her even more breathless, and her chest rose and fell violently several times, and then suddenly
Thinking of something, the woman's expression changed, and she turned around and rushed back to the alley. At the same time, she took out an earphone from her pocket and put it on hastily.
Establish communication, "Captain, the arrest operation failed!"
"Arrest operation? What arrest operation?" After a pause, the voice on the other end of the earphone suddenly rose in pitch, "Alyssa! Didn't you bump into the target?"
"I saw a car, the Huchi model, and the license plate matched the information sent by S. It should be him!"
"Damn it, how could it be such a coincidence! Alyssa, listen, don't act without authorization. According to the data analysis from S, this person is extremely dangerous, etc. You just said that the operation failed and you have already taken action, right?
What did I tell you before?! Are you injured? Where are you now? How is the situation at the scene?"
"I was not injured, or that person did not intend to kill me, but there were casualties at the scene."
"Who is injured? Who else is at the scene? Damn it, damn it! Report the location and the ambulance will be here soon!"
"He's not one of us, he's a homeless man, but there's no need to call an ambulance. Forget it, let's come."
"Tramp? What do you mean?"
The woman named Alyssa stopped answering, because she didn't know why the other party would kill a homeless man in a good way. She pursed her lips tightly and looked down at the body in the pool of blood at her feet.
That n should be a follow-up shot, but in fact it doesn't need to be like this, because the first n has already accurately penetrated the vital part of the heart.
Um?
Suddenly she saw something. The woman was stunned and leaned over hesitantly. After hesitating for a moment, she lifted the homeless man's body from one side. There was a crisp "snap" sound. In the arms of the tattered coat, there was a handful of n-tubes that were mostly stained red with blood. Smashed to the ground.
The beautiful blue eyes shrink instantly. The German-made P7 Charge n. After deliberately removing the support and extension plate, the total length of the n is only 30 mm. It has an ammunition capacity of forty rounds and a mass of less than two kilograms. Its notable features are small size, light weight, and easy to carry. , the actual situation also proved this point, she didn't notice when the homeless man was carrying her back before.
Of course, the point is not the characteristics of these data, but that in this narrow space, once the N fires, there is no way to avoid it in the tunnel, and the probability of survival is extremely slim.
This is a killer. Thinking about the inexplicable contribution he made just now, Alyssa suddenly understood something. Then she subconsciously lowered her head and looked at the weapon in her hand. Yes, she also had ballistic fingerprints. In other words, she could not think of this contribution. Can't even get it
Is this some kind of teasing?
After a while, "Hundan! Don't let me touch you again!!!"