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Chapter 189 The strongest sniper

The train carries the roar of heavy metal through the city at night. At this time, it is passing along the railway track on the river. The starry sky is quietly falling like a black net, covering the river. The dim moonlight and the light of neon lights

Echoing each other from afar, the stars are reflected on the water. Through the car window, you can just see the river reflecting the colorful brilliance.

The man sat alone by the car window and finished his lunch slowly. He put down the knife and fork on the dinner plate, picked up the napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully, then changed into a comfortable posture and leaned into the chair, slowly

The ground held up a bottle of wine filled with yellowish liquid.

The phone vibrated in his pocket. He took it out, glanced at it, and answered the call.

"Where are you?" A deep male voice came from the other end.

The black sun on the other end of the phone, the founder of the organization, is also the only person in the world that men admire and is willing to obey orders.

"Don't worry, it's going according to plan. It's going smoothly." The man smiled and looked at his watch, "There are still... ten minutes and forty-nine seconds."

"That's good." Hei Ri said from the other end, "Remember, you only have one shot..."

"That's all I need." The man chuckled confidently, "When have you ever seen me need a second shot, boss?"

"Don't be careless." Hei Ri said, "In any case, that man has already captured six of us - the six best. He is definitely not ordinary and deserves to be dealt with with all his strength."

"Don't worry, boss, you know me. No matter who he is, for me, it only takes one shot." The man interrupted, "I don't think your backup plan is necessary.

Ten minutes...bang, everything is solved."

He hung up the phone and drank the glass of wine slowly. During this period, he took a newspaper from the car and read it. The headline of the newspaper was the news about "Heroic Director", and the photo was of a young man from Huicheng.

Li Shou, the new director of the Public Security Department.

The man smiled silently.

Only dead heroes are the best heroes.

The man finished his drink, put down his glass, stood up and left his seat, carrying a bag that looked like golf clubs behind him.

He is a member of the Black Sun, codenamed Scarlet Death.

This is also a well-known character in the entire killer world, and his name is like thunder. Regardless of whether they are underworld or white, many people will be unable to sleep at night even if they hear this name. When a city hears that he has been around, half of the city

The top brass will be panicked.

The reason why he is not good at fighting and ranks among the top killers of the organization is because of nothing else but his superb marksmanship.

He is one of the three most powerful snipers in the killer world. Even for Black Sun, he is a trump card character. After all, for a shady profession like killer, a sniper who can kill people with just a few steps can kill people with just a flick of his finger.

God, it is obviously much scarier than wielding a knife or a gun head-on.

And using the Scarlet Death means that Black Sun is completely pissed off and is ready to get serious.

Of course, the Scarlet Death has been famous for a long time as the main trump card of the Black Sun organization. Anyone who has a little relationship with the industry will know about his existence. Naturally, it is impossible for the Huicheng Public Security Department not to consider the situation of snipers.

Because of this, security has been stepped up around the Public Security Bureau building. Experts have marked all possible sniper points nearby, and all-weather rotating sentries have been arranged at each location.

It is said that a clever woman cannot make a meal without rice. No matter how good the sniper's marksmanship is, he must have some positions to shoot. The director is like a bastard, hiding in the Public Security Bureau, and then all the positions are stepped on in advance. No matter how good his marksmanship is,

There is no room for improvement.

In theory this should be the case.

But experts overlooked one point.

This is the train at the feet of the Scarlet Death.

The city-circling train, a very old special line, has almost become a landmark attraction in Huicheng. In the early years, a rich man funded and established it in order to benefit the people. It once became a symbol of hope in the era when Huicheng's economy was the most backward and life was the most difficult.

People struggling with difficult lives know that there are opportunities for things to get better in the future.

Although it no longer seems so important today, it is still of great significance to the city. Because of this meaning, it was specially designed to pass in front of the Sheriff's Department building. There is a

In an instant, the passengers behind the car window were only 800 meters away from the Sheriff's Department building, as if they could experience the feeling of protection up close.

The Scarlet Death has arrived on the roof of the car. He is assembling his most handy sniper rifle.

In fact, it cannot be said to be a miscalculation by experts, because this is a point that is almost impossible for ordinary people to think of.

Eight hundred meters away, from a high-speed train, the moment was so short that there was almost no time to aim, just enough time to fire once.

To complete a sniper attack under such conditions is not even an idea that normal people can think of.

But he is the Scarlet Death, and he is best at hitting impossible targets.

It's not yet time for the Black Sun trailer, but this is what they planned. The murder notice is just a gimmick, a challenge, to let people see the tough attitude of their organization, and to a certain extent, to restore their serious reputation in the industry.

It was a blow to save face, but this was enough. They didn't really plan to take action until they got some points.

Giving a specific kill time in the preview book will give people the illusion that "I am safe until then."

But the God of Death will not always come back at the right time.

The Scarlet Death was half-crouched on the roof of the car, holding his gun in an aiming position.

It was his favorite gun, and the heavy weight in his hand seemed to be integrated with him. He felt the vibration of the train beneath him and listened to the rumble echoing in his ears.

Even the vibrations of the train seemed to merge with him, and the high-speed storm passing by was burned into his mind. He calculated accurately and rehearsed countless times in his mind, and the result of each deduction was a one-hit kill.

He couldn't find the possibility of his failure.

The last building was left behind by the train, and the target building, the Public Security Bureau Building, was exposed to his sight without any cover. He held his breath, and even his heartbeat seemed to have stopped, and his fingers felt the resistance of the trigger.

, staring intently at the other end of the scope.

He saw the target. Li Shou, the director of the Public Security Department, sat at his desk with coffee in his hand and looked through the documents. He was unprepared, unblocked, and completely unaware that in a few tenths of a second, death would come.

will wield its scythe.

Gunfire rang out.

However, the Scarlet Death finally failed to pull the final trigger in his life.

Someone is faster than him.

From directly opposite the Sheriff's Department building, an unreasonable bullet blasted directly through the reinforced concrete wall, shattered the glass on a certain desk, and penetrated layer after layer of walls.

, broke into the director's office, almost flew past Li Shou's face, shattered the office glass with a "clang", and whirled towards the figure on top of the train 800 meters away with a life-threatening melody.

The Crimson Death's sniper scope exploded.

The bullet penetrated the scope as if it had eyes, and entered his brain from the eye. The exaggerated impact smashed most of his head into pieces, and the whole person leaned back, like a piece of rotten meat.

Caught in a storm, he rolled from the top of the train and fell.

The Sheriff's Department building exploded instantly, and everyone was in chaos.

Directly opposite the other side of the building, at the sentry station guarding the sniper point on the roof, the security guards on guard could not even react.

"The Ronin Begins with Douluo"

They only saw one man. A man wearing a red combat uniform, some kind of silver high-tech metal helmet on his head, a dark red monocle installed on his right eye, and some kind of sci-fi style gun installed on the back of his hand.

Tube.

From the perspective of the sheriffs, they only heard a sudden gunshot - it seemed to come from above their heads. When they turned around, they saw the man in red seemingly falling from the sky suddenly, completely unaware of it.

It came out of nowhere.

Deadshot, DC's most terrifying sniper on earth.


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