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451 Assassination!

451 Assassination incident!

Yuqin didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, and made a gesture of ok to Yuxing.

Kirishima and Abdullah, who had just become Ushigen's servants, stood in front of the window. Just wait for Ushigen to give orders, they would walk out of the window and go outside to kill.

Yu Xing was waiting for news about the killers. Anyway, as long as Yuqin monitored it, the entire electronic recording equipment connected to the power grid and the Internet in Ma Fei would be used by her. It was not too difficult to learn that the assassination result was.

………

Recently, Cebu Mayor Rama is in a good mood. A political enemy who has been fighting with him for many years has just been fucked, and his mood is not bad. Therefore, it is rare for him to have an appointment with a new lover to go out for dinner.

Although Rama is just a small mayor in Mafia, due to the special political environment of Mafia, in fact, the mayor of every big city has raised his own private army.

Therefore, as soon as Rama's car went on the street, there were at least three cars in front and behind, and two large vans followed the protection, and there were no less than forty bodyguards alone. However, the protection of these people was a scumbag in the eyes of first-class killers like Siser.

Sisle arrived in Cebu yesterday morning. After inquiring and scouting, he had already been waiting in a four-story building opposite the high-end restaurant where Rama and his little lover had eaten. The sniper rifle had already been aimed at it.

Rama's dining table.

The seats that Rama booked were not in the window, but in the middle of the restaurant. However, Siser took advantage of this and found a very clever shooting with the disadvantage of this high-end restaurant full of floor-to-ceiling glass.

At the point, his sniper rifle scope can see two-thirds of the area of ​​the backrest of one of the dining tables.

According to Siser's disguise and spending a little more US dollars to find out the news, Rama will sit on this backrest chair at that time, and his little lover will sit opposite him. So Siser then

Just wait for Rama to sit down and shoot at the back of the chair. He believed that with the power of his heavy sniper, a blood hole would be created between Rama's chest and abdomen, and it would be hard to die.

At 11:53, Rama's convoy arrived at the restaurant on time. Rama got off the car with her little lover's men in a bright dress, entered the restaurant, and arrived at the table that had been booked long ago.

In order to avoid being discovered early, Siser had already fixed the position of the sniper rifle, but did not unscrew the scope cover, but used a telescope to closely monitor Rama and others' every move from the other side. She was wearing bright yellow clothes.

Ramazhi, in the suit, entered the restaurant with his little lover with pride. Siser screamed in his heart, "Great, come the opportunity!"

But immediately, Sisle's face fell down, because he saw from the telescope that Rama pulled away the backrest of the sniper position and let the little lover sit in.

This situation made Siser confused.

Do you want me to temporarily adjust the sniper position? It would be easy to be discovered on the spot and escape... Siser thought so, his face was gloomy and clear. But he suddenly realized that Rama in the telescope did not take his seat immediately, but instead

Standing beside the little lover's chair, rubbing something.

A flash of inspiration in Siser's mind, chance! He quickly ran back to the sniper position, unscrewed the scope cover, and began to search for the target. Soon, he saw Rama's body below the waist in the scope.

He let out his breath and took a deep breath. Siser was silently chanting something in his mouth, warning himself to hold on and pull the trigger, but Rama in the scope moved at this deadly moment.

In two steps, he had reached the sight of the scope, and he seemed to have sat back to his own seat.

Fakeyu!

Siser bit his back teeth and scolded silently, but he was definitely not a killer who gave up easily. He was waiting, waiting, waiting for Rama to stand back to his lover and show his diligence.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the bell at twelve o'clock noon had already ringed, and fine beads of sweat had already oozed out of Siser's forehead. Five minutes left, the prescribed assassination time was about to come. If here

If he couldn't kill Rama before, the employer wouldn't have given him two million. After such a busy life and nervousness, he would have to have a mere 200,000 yuan in errands. Xiser was unwilling to accept it.

Suddenly, Siser thought of a question: Didn’t the employer hand over the task of “assassinating Rama” to two groups of people at the same time? In addition to him, there should be another group of people, but why didn’t this group of people move?

Thinking of this, he began to suspicion, and he leaned against the wall slightly, aiming at all possible hidden positions within his eyes.

After scanning for seven or eight seconds, Siser did not find any suspicious signs around him. When he looked at the scope again, he was stunned and was ecstatic because... Rama stood next to the backrest of the little lover.

Siser knew that he would not lose his chance and would not come again. He immediately found the uppermost position of Rama's waist in the scope, vented and fixed his arms, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang...boom--"

At the same time, a small truck parked outside the restaurant was very close to the bodyguards in Delama that exploded, and the sound of Siser's sniper rifle was drowned in it.

Fark!

Siser cursed wildly, and he knew that this must be another group of killers. The result is no longer important now, so he had to escape in the chaos. After all, it was enough to spend his life on the money. So he quickly

Jumped from the back stairs to another building, and fled from the scene in a swaggering manner according to the pre-determined route.

Ma Xin, who had long since changed to be a restaurant servant, came out of the kitchen to serve the dishes, and when he walked halfway, he heard an explosion. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he knew it was time to act, so he put the whole dish without thinking.

He threw it into the bucket and ran to the restaurant in a panic look.

As soon as we entered the hall, Ma Xin was stunned, because the vehicles on the street were basically scrapped in the shocking explosion, and the floor-to-ceiling glass on the street was also shook, and the dining table next to the window was blown away, and the middle one was

The dining table has also been affected to varying degrees.

Fake! Didn’t that the plastic bomb in that house is not very powerful? Why is this explosion more terrifying than a car bomb? Ma Xin thought depressedly.

However, the killer is the killer, and his tolerance is extraordinary. Ma Xin was stunned for a second and then returned to normal. With a moan, he looked at the table at Rama.

Rama was slowly crawling in the pool of blood. His two men guarding the back door had already rushed back to the hall. Seeing this, he came over quickly and wanted to help him, but was shocked to find that his colorful intestines were dragging under Rama.

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Masin also discovered this and quickly determined that the palm-sized blood mark behind Rama was caused by the sniper bullet hole.

It seems that another group of killers have arrived, but fortunately I have left half a living for me! Ma Xinru thought, but his expression turned into a sad state. He ran to Rama and the others in panic and asked, "What's wrong."

?What's wrong? Do you need help, gentlemen?"

One of the bodyguards yelled: "You are here just in time, go and get us a stretcher!"

"Okay." Ma Xin responded and turned around and wanted to leave.

Both bodyguards didn't pay attention to Ma Xin and climbed to the ground to help Rama hold his intestines. At this moment, Ma Xin suddenly turned around and shot him with one hand with one hand. Two "puff" sounds, just above the foreheads of the two bodyguards.

Two blood holes were opened.

Then, Ma Xin didn't care about the seriously injured and undead customers around him. He pointed his gun at Rama on the ground and fired it indiscriminately until the bullets were shot. Then he threw his pistol and ran towards the safe passage. When he passed the entrance of the passage, he was not yet

I forgot to wrap a fish thread on the two door handles, and finally tied a knot through the safety bolt that was taped on the grenade behind the door.

After decorating this simple trap, Ma Xin ran to the depths of the passage. While running, he pulled off the uniform pants on his legs, revealing the casual pants inside, and then pulled off the uniform and wore only a white one.

The vest rushed to the entrance of the passage. Before leaving, he took out a black plastic bag from behind the door and held it in his hand.

After leaving the building where the restaurant was located, Masin quickly turned into the back alley, took out a jacket from the plastic bag and put it on his body, trotting and rubbing his hands and cheeks all the way. Not long after, Masin's hands and face became skinny.

In the end, he took off the lower layer of film and stuffed them all into plastic bags, ignited them and turned them into small black balls.

After turning around and walking out of the alley according to the scheduled route, Ma Xin, who had already changed his face, quickly got involved in the crowd and became absent.

The same time period.

In Quezon, in Legaspi, in Angeles, in Makati, in Davao, in Turuvan... Such assassinations happen every minute and every second, as many as thousands.

However, the police did not even see a ghost from beginning to end, and occasionally arrived at the crime scene, which was late. All of this was naturally caused by Yuqin.

It was 12:06 noon.

Menila Grand Hotel, in a luxurious suite.

"How is the assassination going?" Yu Xing asked lightly.

Yuqin smiled and said, "It went very smoothly, boss!"

"Okay, now we can attack!" Yu Xing decided, "Sa Song, you immediately contact your mercenary group and let them attack the military bases of major cities with all their might... Yuqin, start the assassination tracker

', Uproot the high-level Menila... Kirishima, put on the metal mask I just gave you, and follow me to kill and set fire!"

Just as I was arranged, the data waterfall in Yuqin's eyes began to be browsed.

Yu Xing picked up the metal mask made by the coffee table with the power of the five elements and buckled it on his face, and walked out through the window. After all, Yu Xing could not kill the Ma Fei people, so the necessary disguise was still needed.

Kirishima followed suit, and he also put on his mask and flew out of the window.

………

At this time, President Mafi, Ajilo, who was using lunch, suddenly felt a stinging heart. He was about to open his mouth and call someone, but he fell to the ground, bleeding from the corner of his mouth was unconscious. When the secretary hurried over to explore Ajilo's breath,

It's too late.

Of course, it was not just Aguilo, Defense Minister Voltaigaming, Finance Minister Pris, etc., who had suffered "heart disease" and fell to the ground and died on the way to the hospital.

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