Volita was already sure that he was ambushed. Who wanted to kill him? Who in Ottawa had the ability to kill him? The enemies who had had a grudge against him flashed through Volita's mind one by one. Finally,
Volita discovered that these people were no longer in this world. The last cold and mocking face appeared in Volita's mind, and a scene flashed in front of Volita's eyes like a movie.
.
"You must cherish every day in this world!"
"Don't worry, I won't do anything in your place."
"Your name is Volita, I know you!"
At this moment, beads of sweat were dripping from Volita's forehead. Every word was full of murderous intent, and every sentence was full of murderous intent, but why didn't she realize it? The man named Zhao had such a name in Volita's mind.
At that time, Volita secretly regretted how his alertness had become so low. Perhaps the years of rampant indulgence in Ottawa had caused him to lose the vigilance he should have. But at this time, Volita had no time to blame himself. He was just
I'm thinking about whether I can break out of here and escape this disaster.
Volita has encountered countless dangers in his life, but none of them were as thrilling as now.
At this time, Volita slowly took out his mobile phone, looked around with vigilant eyes, and quickly dialed the number. Who knew that just as the call was connected, another whistle came, and a cold light shot towards Volita.
In the right hand holding the cell phone, a bullet shot through the back of Volita's hand and shattered the cell phone held in his palm.
The bullets of the sniper rifle were so powerful that when a bullet was fired, a blood hole as big as a baby's fist burst out of Volita's hand line immediately. Volita screamed and half knelt on the ground, covering his forehead with his left hand, which was bleeding all over the right hand.
Beads of sweat ran down Douda's face. Seeing that the boss was hit, the brothers behind Volita quickly ran towards him and surrounded him to protect him.
At this time, Vollita and the brothers who were half-kneeling on the road faintly heard a rhythmic stamping of leather shoes on the road. The sound of tapping leather shoes on the ground came closer and closer. Volita struggled to stand up and walked towards the distance.
Looking around, he saw four figures in the distance appearing in the light and quickly disappearing into the darkness. The only thing that could confirm that they were coming towards him was the sound of footsteps that sounded like a reminder.
The footsteps are steady and rhythmic, and the pace implies momentum. The footsteps of the four people are like the sound of one person. It seems so harsh in the midnight air. In the hearts of Volita and his group, it seems that all other sounds in the world do not exist.
Usually, the only sound left is the footsteps on the street at midnight.
It was a note of death.
The emotions of Volita and the only dozen brothers were almost forced to collapse by this depressing atmosphere. The swords and guns in everyone's hands were trembling involuntarily, and the beads of sweat on the tip of their noses seemed to indicate that their tragic ending was about to happen.
has arrived.
They have never encountered this kind of ambush method. The ambushes they have encountered before are almost all sudden bursts of gunshots. Such an ambush at least still has a chance to escape in the chaos. But today everyone feels
The escape route to him seemed to be around him, but it seemed that there was none at all. There seemed to be countless people ambushed in the darkness on both sides of the road, so that no one dared to move rashly.
The four people were wearing black windbreakers. The cold wind blew the corners of their clothes and fluttered in the air. Their hands naturally dropped to their sides. Although the faces of the four people could not be seen, Volita and everyone around Volita were excited.
I felt the burning gazes of the four people passing over each person's face one by one.
"Who are you? Who sent you to kill me?" Volita asked loudly.
The four figures did not move, nor did they respond.
The silence in the air made Volita feel that Zi's legs were shaking.
"No matter who hires you to kill me, I'm willing to pay three times! No! Five times! No! Ten times! I'm willing to pay ten times to ask you to let me go!" Volita's eyes couldn't hide the depth of her eyes at all.
His last resort was to survive.
The four figures still didn't move, and they still didn't answer.
At this moment, one of Volita's men suddenly moved to the side quietly because he was smart, because he knew that as long as he moved quietly in the dark without making a sound, he would not be discovered, and he might have a chance to escape.
Who would have known that just as he took a step, a soft whistle broke through the air barrier again. With a "plop" sound, a cold light hit the man's head. The burst of the sniper rifle bullet immediately cut off a third of his head, and the inside was
Brains and blood spurted out instantly like a fountain, hitting everyone around him.
With an ordinary sound, the man fell at Volita's feet, and the yellow and white brains splashed out from his head and sprayed in Volita's face. The disgusting smell immediately made Volita feel unspeakably uncomfortable, but at this time, he was worried about life.
His desire was far greater than his fear, and it seemed that what fell beside him was not a life, but just a body that had lost its spirit.
"Did you say you were willing to pay ten times the price just to let yourself go?" One of the black figures asked coldly.
"Yes!" Volita nodded vigorously.
"What about your men?" Black Shadow asked without any emotion.
"As long as you let me go!" As for them, you can kill them at will! Volita replied in horror. But he didn't expect that as soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of the men around him immediately showed a look of contempt, and some even looked angry.
He turned to look at Volita.
Volita was still immersed in his fantasy of survival at this time, and had completely forgotten that if he fought hard with his men, there might be a chance to escape, but now he has given up even this chance.
"We followed you through water and fire in exchange for this!?" After saying this, one of them threw down the steel knife in his hand and walked aside.
"I will no longer follow this dishonest person!"
"Me too!"
In the end, Volita was left standing alone in the middle of the road. All the brothers threw their weapons on the ground and stood aside looking at Volita angrily. At this time, everyone was disappointed with Volita.
It's really shocking. Normally, it's enough to endure his beatings and scoldings. Who would have thought that when life and death were at stake, he could betray his brothers in exchange for his own survival?
"Kill him! We will have nothing to do with him from now on!"
Thinking about the defection of his subordinates did not make Volita feel any regret at all. He was still immersed in the illusion that the four people on the opposite side would let him go.
"Let's go! Kill him!" Volita's men shouted and were about to leave.