With a hand strangling his neck, Camouflage Uniform felt a difficulty breathing in his throat.
However, at this moment, the camouflage uniform could no longer care about this. He could only see his eyes staring at Feng Hao with fear in his eyes.
Not only did he catch the bullet in his hand, but he also instantly jumped after him from the top of a thirty-story building.
The camouflage uniform is pretty sure, and Feng Hao's simple T-shirt doesn't have any hanging zipline tools on it.
This is definitely not an ability that humans can possess.
Superman? Monster? Alien species?
No matter which one it is, it is enough to scare the camouflage suit, especially after he shows enough malice.
However, when he heard Feng Hao's third question, the professionalism he had persisted in for many years allowed him to barely restrain the fear in his heart, gritting his teeth tightly without making a sound.
From the first day he started working as a killer and made money by taking other people's heads, he was already prepared to have their heads taken away by others.
Those who kill will always be killed!
For him, every day he lives is a day with his head on his waist. He never thought that he would live to retire.
But he didn't expect that this day would come so quickly.
From the moment he was choked by Feng Hao, he never thought that he could leave alive.
So, in that case, why not add some trouble to the person who is about to kill him?
The camouflage man tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart and looked at Feng Hao calmly, even forcing a sneer on his face.
Feng Hao looked indifferently at the killer who was being pinched by him but still had a sneer on his face. His eyes swept over the whole body of the camouflage uniform, but he narrowed his eyes slightly and focused on a pocket on the killer's chest.
Holding the camouflage uniform tightly with one hand, he slowly reached into the breast pocket of the camouflage uniform with the other hand, and then took out a photo.
The first moment he took out the photo, Feng Hao was slightly stunned.
The person in the photo is actually him, a screenshot of him on the promotional cover of War of the Ancient Gods, and on his avatar, there is a big red cross, which has a very obvious meaning.
The killer's target was actually him.
Feng Hao really didn't expect this.
He once thought that the killer's target might be Xiaolei. After all, Xiaolei used to work in the special department and might get into all kinds of trouble.
Or maybe it's Xia Shilan, although the conspiracy of her relatives has been solved, and now Xia Jianghe's health is getting better.
But Xia Shilan is the sole heir of the Quanxia Group after all. Although Xia Jianghe is fine, if something goes wrong with Xia Shilan, wouldn't Xia Shilan's relatives be able to make a difference again?
Feng Hao had even thought about Zhang Yi. After all, Zhang Yi was born into a wealthy family. It was normal for him to attract one or two enemies and find a killer.
But Feng Hao never thought that the killer would come for him.
Feng Hao suddenly remembered the heavy sniper on the roof of the building.
Want to kill me with just one blow? Well, what is the name of the most powerful weapon on earth, a nuclear bomb? Maybe I should give you a nuclear bomb to try and see if there is a chance.
Looking at the photo, Feng Hao felt dumbfounded, but he also felt relieved.
The reason why he didn't kill the killer directly after discovering the murderous intention was because he was afraid that the killer's target would be the three women.
If the target is really three women, killing a killer is of no use. This time he is here, even if he can easily kill the killer, but what about next time.
That's why he pressed impatiently again and again.
However, after seeing that the killer's target was him, Feng Hao no longer cared.
Even if the earth is destroyed, he, Feng Hao, will not die. He is really curious, is there really anything on the earth that can hurt him?
But since the question has already been asked, not asking for an answer seems to damage his reputation.
Feng Hao's eyes narrowed slightly. Seeing the camouflage uniform "stubbornly" keeping a sneer on his face, as if he was mocking him, Feng Hao couldn't help but reveal a slight smile on his face.
"It seems you don't want to talk here. Maybe if we change the environment, you can think more clearly about how to answer."
After Feng Hao finished speaking, a sneer flashed across his camouflage-clad face.
Do you want to change places to torture and extract confessions?
As a professional killer, the organization had given them anti-confession training. This was just in case, if the assassination failed and they were caught, they would not be tortured to extract a confession and reveal any information.
Although being a killer is a profession that operates in darkness, competition is equally fierce in today's international society.
A killer organization that does not pay attention to professionalism will never survive.
The result of sticking to the camouflage uniform is that the organization will take good care of his wife and children after his death.
Killers also have families.
Looking at the disdainful sneer on the killer's face, Feng Hao revealed a mysterious smile, and then he felt a strong wind blowing in the camouflage suit, and his eyes instinctively narrowed.
After a few seconds, the strong wind disappeared, and the camouflage suit slowly opened his eyes, but when he saw the surrounding environment clearly, his right hand trembled unconsciously.
Then the eyes in camouflage clothes looked at Feng Hao who was holding him with one hand in fear.
The night is like a dark curtain covering the earth. Above the sky, a bright moon hangs high. The weather is beautiful tonight, and occasionally white clouds blow by.
And above the sky, under the bright moon, between the clouds, a god with two wings on his back, and burning flames on his wings, stands between heaven and earth.
Camouflage felt that everything that happened today seemed like a dream.
Because if it wasn't a dream, why would such a ridiculous thing happen?
However, years of training in camouflage uniforms clearly told him that he was not dreaming.
The hand that was pinching his neck could not help but feel severe pain. Moreover, the lack of oxygen and cold at high altitude made the camouflage uniform feel shivering. I don't know if it was really caused by the low temperature or brought by Feng Hao.
fear.
Is it a human, a god, or a monster?
But no matter what was in front of him, it was definitely something he couldn't resist.
And he actually wanted to assassinate such a person.
Camouflage suddenly felt that seeking death was so easy.
There was a bitterness in Camouflage's heart, but suddenly, Camouflage's whole body froze, and above the sky, in the distance, a majestic dragon roar came.
Following the sound, the camouflage uniforms looked frightened and stared at the sky in the distance.
In the sky, the clouds were rolling, and a huge body was looming among the white clouds.
The black scales shone with a cold light, the two dragon whiskers danced, as if controlling the clouds and rain between the heaven and the earth, and a pair of eyes as big as lanterns looked down at the heaven and the earth.
Dragon, black dragon, a huge black dragon, slowly flew over from the distant horizon, and then its huge body coiled into a circle, surrounding Feng Hao in the middle.
The black dragon nuzzled the terrifying man with flame wings in front of him in a flattering manner, and then looked at him with a pair of curious and weird eyes.
When the black dragon's gaze shrouded his body, a kind of innate fear, as if fear welling out from the depths of his soul, instantly took over his whole body.
This is a dragon, a symbol of mythology in Chinese history and a totem of civilization.
Whenever there are myths and legends, there will definitely be dragons among them.
To a Chinese, the meaning of dragon is extraordinary.
But now, a dragon appeared in front of him and looked at him with a very unfriendly look.
The most important thing is that he actually saw this huge black dragon trying to please the monster in front of him, who didn't know whether he was a human or a god.
Camouflage Suit's mind went blank for a while.
Feng Hao pinched the neck of the camouflage suit with one hand and lifted it high into the air, silently watching the wonderful changes in the expression on the camouflage suit's face.
When Xiao Hei appeared with an expression of "complete despair" on his face in camouflage clothes, Feng Hao said calmly: "You have three choices now."
"One, I will let go now and throw you down from here, and then you will be shattered into pieces."
"Two, I will throw you into Xiao Hei's mouth, and then he will chew you up and swallow you, leaving no bones left."
"Three, tell me who hired you to kill me."
Listening to Feng Hao's indifferent words, the camouflage uniform came back to his senses. Almost instinctively, he lowered his head and glanced at his feet. It was pitch black, and then in the flash of light, he found the city whose specific appearance could not be seen.
There was also the huge black dragon right in front of us, with its slightly open upper and lower jaws. It was pitch black inside, as if there was no bottom.
One was shattered to pieces, and the other was left with no bones left.