The gunfire did not immediately follow. The other party probably used a silencer. According to visual inspection, the sniper's location should be on the rooftop of the property office building. It is an excellent shooting position, with good vision and light. It is also possible to use
For firearms with silencers, the opponent is likely to be a professional killer...
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Liu Ziguang slammed on the brakes, causing the Phaeton to swerve backwards and stop. The two front doors popped open at the same time. Just as the sniper was confused, Liu Ziguang jumped out from the passenger seat and just disappeared into the flower bed.
At that moment, a cloud of smoke rose from the ground near the car door. If Liu Ziguang had been slower for half a second, the bullet would have hit his body hard.
There are one-meter-high shrubs in the flower bed, and next to them are tall sycamore trees. Although the winter tree asked casually, holding a d80 saber in his hand, he cut the newspaper into strips casually. The killer knew that
A knife was also found from his body.
"I missed it. I admit it. If you guys feel uncomfortable, just give them a break. It's only a matter of time before you break into this line of work. I have no complaints, but I can't name my employer." The killer was very worried.
The bachelor said.
"! You're quite professional. I don't think you've ever been beaten before!" A stout man came over and slapped him hard. The killer felt his eardrums buzzing, stars appearing in front of his eyes, and a burst of laughter in his mouth.
It was sweet. He spat out a mouthful of blood-stained saliva and said with a smile: "Brother, your hands are very strong. You have practiced. If you have the guts, just take off my rope and let's see who is better."
The sturdy man was Zhuo Li. He hugged his arms and sneered: "You are quite talented, but your head is not very strong. Do you think I can let you go? Even our boss dares to touch you. I think you will live to the end."
Already."
The killer smiled and said: "It doesn't matter whether you are the boss or not, it's the same. If you give me money, you will kill, and you will die with one shot."
"Pah!" Zhuo Li slapped him again, causing the killer's mouth and nose to bleed. Still not relieved, he turned around and took out the hot red chopsticks from the stove and said, "Don't tell me, I'll let you try this."
"
The hot chopsticks burned on his body, making a squeaking sound, and there was a smell of burnt flesh. The killer remained silent, and big beads of sweat fell off his head. When the hot chopsticks were taken away, he was still there.
I had the strength to joke: "This meat is quite fragrant, but it lacks cumin and chili powder."
Liu Ziguang and Bei Xiaoshuai looked at each other with admiration in their eyes. I have to say that this guy is quite smart. Liu Ziguang picked up his ID card and said, "Su Qingfeng, this is your pseudonym. Let's call you
Su Qingfeng, you follow professional ethics and never disclose the name of your client. I respect your decision, but you shot me twice. This debt cannot be settled like this. Now I give you two options. One is to connect the two people.
Bring a gun to the police station, and secondly, I will quietly kill you and knock you down. You can choose where to go."
Su Qingfeng originally had his head tilted and blood was dripping from his mouth and nose. After hearing this, he sat up straight, tossed his hair and said, "You'd better kill me. I can't get used to the food in the detention center.
I also don’t want to be shot in the head, leaving my body intact.”
"Okay, it's up to you." Liu Ziguang put out the cigarette butt and smiled evilly.
The killer was put into a large sack, stuffed into the trunk of the car, and drove hundreds of kilometers under the cover of night. Finally, he came to a remote wilderness. Su Qingfeng was dragged out, pressed against the railroad tracks, and looked up at the night sky.
, the starry sky in the suburbs is exceptionally clear, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the wind is biting, and the snow accumulated a long time ago is beside the railway tracks, mixed with withered and yellow weeds, making it even more desolate.
Su Qingfeng was pinned on the railway track. Liu Ziguang and the three of them were not in a hurry to leave. They lit cigarettes and sat next to him, chatting and waiting for the train.
"Hey, give me a cigarette." said the man lying on the railway track.
"It will be broken into two pieces immediately, oh no, it will be broken into four pieces, why are you still smoking?" Bei Xiaoshuai cursed.
"Give it to him." Liu Ziguang said.
Zhuo Li lit a cigarette, stuffed it into Su Qingfeng's mouth, and said, "It's not too late to regret it now."
The killer took two puffs of his cigarette, tilted his head and said to Bei Xiaoshuai: "It was obviously broken into three pieces. Your elementary school math teacher must have died early."
Bei Xiaoshuai counted with his fingers and found that it was really broken into three pieces. He couldn't help but blush, and he went up to hit someone, but Liu Ziguang stopped him: "Wait a minute, the train is coming."
The train has really arrived, and you can already feel the tremors while sitting on the roadbed. Bei Xiaoshuai went over and took the cigarette away from the killer's mouth, blocked his mouth with a torn towel, took out a black hood and said: "Brother,
It’s time to hit the road, so I won’t send you off.”
At the moment when he put on the hood, Liu Ziguang noticed a flash of fear and nostalgia in the killer's eyes, but he still did not beg for mercy.
Su Qingfeng put on a hood and rested his neck on the cold rails. His hands and feet were tied and unable to move. He could feel the roadbed shaking more and more, and the train whistle also sounded. He was desperate to survive.
I struggled, hoping to be seen by the train driver, but it was all in vain. The train did not slow down at all, and rushed over with a roar, getting closer and closer.
Finally, the train came. At that moment, Su Qingfeng knew nothing. He could only feel burning, trembling, and pain. After an unknown amount of time, the surroundings slowly calmed down, and a pair of strong hands pulled him up from the rails.
, took off the hood, took out the gag towel, and used a knife to open the binding rope.
"Look, you are a man. I will spare your life. Take your crap and get out of here." Bei Xiaoshuai threw the black fishing gear bag over. The three of them looked at each other and smiled, turned around, walked off the roadbed, and got into the car.
He opened the fishing gear bag, took out the semi-automatic rifle and bullets from it, quickly pulled the gun, pressed the bullets in, pulled the bolt, loaded the gun, aimed at the car and shouted: "Don't move!"
The car had just started, and the three of them turned around together. Looking at Su Qingfeng holding a rifle under the moonlight, Liu Ziguang blew out a puff of smoke and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Thank you! I owe you my life." Su Qingfeng said calmly and neatly, putting away his rifle.
Liu Ziguang threw away the cigarette and patted Bei Xiaoshuai: "Let's go."
The car drove away, and the quietness returned to the train track. Su Qingfeng looked at the rifle and felt worried. He thought for a moment, found a big tree nearby, dug it up with a saber, and dismantled it into parts when the fish belly white appeared in the east.
The rifles were buried one after another and all were marked. Su Qingfeng took a long breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked at the empty fishing gear bag. They were so stingy, not leaving a penny for themselves.
Down.
The whistle sounded again in the distance, and a southbound truck was approaching. Su Qingfeng saw an opportunity and jumped into the carriage full of coal, huddled up in a ball and began to sleep.
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"Brother Guang, who do you think hired the killer?" Bei Xiaoshuai asked casually, playing with the rifle firing pin in his hand.
"Who else could it be? Yan Jinlong is a damn ghost." Zhuo Li said.
"Second brother, you are so good, you can answer the question quickly. Yan Jinlong is already dead. Where can I hire a killer? Even if I hire him in advance, he is already dead. How can I settle the bill with him?" Bei Xiaoshuai said.
"I heard that the killers in the south have very professional ethics. They will do things after receiving money and will never disclose the customer's information. Of course, they all have agents. The killers themselves do not have contact with the customers, so they may not know
Who hired me?" Liu Ziguang explained slowly.
"As for the issue of payment, although Yan Jinlong is dead, his wife and son are still there, and the skinny camel is bigger than the horse. They can still come up with this little money."
"If you put it that way, it's quite scary. I don't know who I offended one day, but I accidentally got killed by a killer. What a fucking injustice. How about we get some real guys to get close to us?" Zhuo.
Li said.
"Guys are secondary. What can really protect you is your identity." Liu Ziguang said.
Bei Xiaoshuai and Zhuo Li smoked cigarettes thoughtfully, and the dusty car continued to drive towards Jiangbei City. Behind them, a red sun was rising.