The bright moonlight pours down and shines on a large manor on the mountainside. This place is called Lie Sun Manor, and it is the residence of Di Mudan, the leader of the Sun Party, one of the three major forces in New York.
The manor is surrounded by dense forests, and the breeze blows over, making the leaves rustle. Matif, dressed in black and fully armed, is running in the woods. He wears a bulletproof vest and carries an AK47 and a bullet clip on his back, and a pistol on his waist.
, hung with four grenades, went to the manor to perform an assassination mission.
Martieff came out of the woods and saw the two-meter-high wall of Lieyang Manor with a power grid not far ahead. He took a deep breath, ran over as fast as he could, jumped up suddenly, and placed his right foot on the wall in mid-air.
He kicked up and then somersaulted over the fence, landing firmly on the ground, like a very high-level gymnast.
The scene just now was quite dangerous. His body was less than three inches away from the power grid. If he got a little bit of it, he would have to be electrocuted. Matif took a long breath, took out the M191 pistol with a silencer from his waist, and fired at
Hide over there at the main villa.
On the way, Matif met three patrolling security guards. He decisively shot the three guys to death silently. He then sneaked to the floor-to-ceiling window in front of the other place and quietly poked his head in to look inside.
In the spacious and luxurious living room, two people were sitting on the sofa. One of them was a man in his fifties with a thin face, gray eyes filled with red bloodshot eyes, and the whole person exuded a fierce aura. This man was from the Sun Party.
The leader, Di Mudan, is cruel and ruthless, nicknamed the New York Devil.
Behind the sofa where Di Mudan was sitting stood more than ten burly men, all of whom were his personal bodyguards, wearing black suits and looking serious.
Sitting on the sofa opposite was a man with an oriental face, in his thirties, with narrow eyes and red pimples all over his face.
Di Mudan said: "He Hong, I have long heard that you are a Chinese master in Chinatown. When I saw you today, you are indeed extraordinary. Now that you have joined us, our Sun Party will definitely dominate New York."
A confident smile appeared on the face of the man named He Hong, and he said: "I have heard it a long time ago. Among the three major forces in New York, the Tigers have been destroyed by the Siang family. It can be seen that Rattlesnake Morgan's ambition has been eliminated.
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It is our Sun Party that we are dealing with. Therefore, we must strike first and catch him off guard. Chief, since you spent a lot of money to hire me, please rest assured that I promise to make you feel that the money is well spent. I will kill him within three days.
That Morgan guy."
Di Mudan's usually gloomy face showed a smile, "Okay, I believe you have that ability..."
Outside the villa, Martieff heard the conversation between the two and cursed in his heart. These two bastards only want good things. Damn it, I will kill you first!
Having made up his mind, Matif handed over his right hand and pointed the gun at Dimodan in the room. However, with just such a movement, a shadow flashed on the glass window, but He Hong noticed it and shouted, "No!"
"He rushed forward like a whirlwind, knocking down Di Mudan and the sofa he was sitting on. In an instant, the sofa stood up, blocking their bodies.
At the same time, there was a "pop" sound, and the bullet penetrated the glass window and hit the base of the sofa.
More than a dozen bodyguards were shocked, and one of them shouted: "There is an assassin..."
A group of people scrambled to take out their pistols and shoot out the window. The dense bullets shattered the glass window.
Seeing the miss outside the villa, Martieff was secretly annoyed. He dodged to avoid it, stretched out his left hand to grab the grenade from his waist, handed it to his mouth, bit the buckle with his teeth and pulled it out, and the grenade started to smoke.
He threw it into the living room.
He Hong raised his head and looked over with sharp eyes. He caught a glimpse of a black object flying in with smoke. He grabbed the wooden pile ashtray that fell on the ground and threw it over.
The heavy hardwood ashtray hit the grenade, and the grenade exploded. Smoke filled the room. Three or four bodyguards were hit by shrapnel, screaming and falling in a pool of blood.
Another dozen or so bodyguards rushed over quickly, shouting: "Hurry up and kill that bastard."
"Kill him..."
However, before he could rush out of the villa, an AK47 flashed through the window and fired suddenly.
"Da da da da..."
Terrifying gunfire echoed, and the six or seven bodyguards at the front were hit by bullets and swayed to the ground.
At this time, the guards in the manor came towards the main villa from all directions. Martieff quickly changed the magazine and ran towards the west, preparing to escape from this place.
Di Mudan in the villa shouted angrily: "No matter what the price, I must catch that killer..."
He Hong said: "Leave it to me." He jumped up suddenly, jumped four to five meters away, jumped out of the floor-to-ceiling window, and chased after him.
Martieff ran all the way. He was well-trained and kept swinging the muzzle of his gun while running, shooting the oncoming enemies to the ground. It must be said that his reactions were extremely fast and his marksmanship was very accurate. He was a very professional
The killer.
There were still thirty meters away from the courtyard wall. Matif saw hope of survival. As long as he safely crossed the fence with electric grid and entered the woods outside, he could escape the pursuit of the Sun Party members and be safe.
Nothing happened. So he quickened his pace and ran quickly.
However, Martieff was a little too optimistic. Before he could get close to the west courtyard wall, He Hong flew over from the thorns and shouted: "Where to run..." He raised his hand and three migratory locusts shot out.
The stone shot out of the air, rushed towards Martieff's body and shot towards him.
Martifu was frightened and hurriedly dodged, but the three locust stones flew so fast that they were comparable to bullets. Therefore, although he reacted quickly, he only avoided two of the stones and was hit by the third locust stone.
The stone hit his right shoulder, and the pain was piercing to the bone. He couldn't help but scream, staggered and almost fell, and the AK gun in his hand fell to the ground.
Whoops, a black shadow flashed quickly in the moonlight, reaching in front of Martieff, like a ghost from hell.
Martieff's right shoulder was fractured and he couldn't move his arm at all. Fortunately, he was good at using two guns. He hurriedly took out a pistol with his left hand and pointed it at the opponent. Unexpectedly, He Hong was much faster than him and struck with a sudden palm.
On his left arm.
"Peng!"
Martieff screamed again. His left arm was shot off. He could no longer hold the gun in his hand. He fell down. His face became pale and bloodless, and he was full of panic. It turned out that the man from country Z opposite had a supernatural power.
Good work.
"Damn it, I will fight with you!" Martieff was extremely angry and kicked the opponent's door hard...