The man in the brown leather jacket instinctively turned around to watch, but the bullet that was supposed to hit his head brushed past his ears with a gust of cold wind and hit the window of the back seat of the Lincoln, but it only hit the window.
There was a bullet mark on the glass, then it fell, rolled around a few times and fell into the sewer.
Almost at the same time, another bullet penetrated the rear window of the Lincoln...
Suddenly, there was chaos on the street
Shit, Yingzhen cursed lowly, quickly packed up the gun and threw it under the building. This was the first time she missed in her three-year career as a killer. It took two times to kill a person for the first time.
All calculations were accurate, but God's will was missed.
On the rooftop of a building two hundred meters away, a man dressed in black also cursed in a low voice, packed up his gun and threw it off the building.
Originally, the target he shot was the person sitting in the passenger seat of the Lincoln. No one expected that at that moment, everything would be destroyed by the inertia of the BMW, causing him to accidentally kill the person in the back seat.
,mission failed
Yingzhen's flexible figure jumped here and there like a flying swallow, leaping to the rooftop of another adjacent building. Suddenly she stopped and looked into the distance with her binoculars.
The man disappeared instantly from her eyes like a phantom
What an amazing skill! Yingzhen sneered, threw the telescope into the trash can, opened the door to the rooftop, and shook off the butterfly mask on his face as he walked.
No matter how elegant you are, it was all the embarrassing idea of this little girl Ning Meng. Killing someone is such a serious job!
She took off her leather jacket and threw her leather pants casually
I suddenly felt cool, pulled the hem of my skirt, gathered up my long curly hair, and immediately transformed into a modern and confident fashionable girl. Her eyes were a little arrogant and charming, but there was no trace of the coldness and cruelty of a killer.
She stepped into the slowly opening elevator door with a natural and calm expression.
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In the narrow street, the man in brown leather clothes looked around warily. Then he stood under the eaves of a house and took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket. He took out a cigarette and was about to smoke it, but found that there was no fire.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and the dark red figure was like a burning flame in his eyes, seducing the man's most primitive impulse. The long wavy hair swayed with the swaying figure, simply teasing him.
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"Miss, are you hot?" He lost no time in striking up a conversation, looking directly at Yingzhen's plump breasts.