On the rooftop of the Convenience Hotel, an Asian man wearing a black peaked cap on his head, a dark gray soft-shell ACU digital camouflage pants, and a pair of full-finger tactical gloves was leaning against the concrete on the rooftop.
Guardrail.
In his hand, he held an AS50 anti-material sniper rifle, which is known as one of the most sophisticated weapons in the world today. More than a while ago, he used this anti-material sniper rifle equipped with armor-piercing bullets to penetrate the escort
The engine of the ambulance in which Mo Sanpao was released on medical parole created an opportunity for Mo Sanpao to escape.
"We've actually been discovered." The Asian man muttered in Chinese in a straight tone, with the corners of his mouth raised, "The new Team B of the Longyin Force seems to be pretty good!"
Although Li Yifeng discovered his position, the Asian man did not feel unhappy at all, but was slightly excited. Without any hesitation, he directly disassembled the AS50 anti-material sniper rifle in his hand and put it into a
After putting the tennis ball in the bag, quickly leave the rooftop through the fire stairs.
Now that his location has been discovered, there will definitely be people from the military surrounding the building within a few minutes, so he must leave as soon as possible!
The Asian man carrying a tennis bag on one shoulder lowered the cap on his head and walked quickly out of the hotel lobby. After crossing the road and blending into the flow of people, he took off the black cap on his head and threw it casually behind an old man scavenging.
In the bamboo basket.
From the soft-shell pocket on his upper body, he took out a wolf-brown velvet hat and put it on his head. He then put on the black sunglasses hanging on the zipper on his chest and disappeared into the crowd. Less than two days later, the Asian man left.
Within minutes, a group of armed soldiers surrounded the convenience hotel.
The Asian man carrying a tennis bag looked behind him to confirm that he was not being followed, and then slowly walked into the underground parking garage of a hypermarket. At the end of the parking lot, he found a black car with a city A license plate.
Chevrolet Jingcheng opened the rear door and got in.
The Asian man had just got into the car. He was wearing a white suit in the back seat. He had a thin figure and clearly visible cheekbones on his face. He had a sparse head and the skin on his face was as pitted as the surface of the moon. Chen Mazi took a deep drag on his cigar.
He smoked, puffing out light blue smoke from his mouth and nose, and asked: "Is the matter done?"
"I was discovered, so I have to retreat." The spicy smell of the cigar made the Asian man frown.
Chen Mazi looked at the Asian man in astonishment, "If you leave, what will happen to Mo Sanpao?"
"The special forces have appeared. Mo Sanpao can't escape this time." The Asian man replied in a calm tone.
"Then the sales network I want is gone?!" Chen Mazi's expression became a little excited.
The Asian man lost his head.
Chen Mazi grabbed the Asian man's clothes and shouted at him, "Then go back now and rescue Mo Sanpao for me. I must get the sales network in his hands!"
"Go back and save him?" The Asian man glanced at Chen Mazi with disdain, broke away his hand that was holding on to his clothes, and sneered: "Who do you think I am? An invulnerable superman? I'm going to fight the whole team of special forces alone.
Crossfire, are you out of your mind?! Chen Mazi, don’t have a big appetite. If you eat too much, your heart will be filled to death!”
"But you have already taken my money!" Chen Mazi took off the cigar in his mouth and put it out on the leather seat. Suddenly, the smell of burnt leather came from the car.
"I did take your money, but I will do my best. I never guarantee that I will help you rescue Mo Sanpao!" The expression on the Asian man's face was still calm.
"you……"
Chen Mazi pointed at the Asian man with his finger, veins popped out on his forehead, his teeth crunched, and he said to him: "Then give me back the money you took!"
"I'm sorry, I won't refund any money I got!" The Asian man adjusted his clothes, picked up the tennis bag on the ground, opened the car door and prepared to leave.
"Is this the way you, Hydra, do things?!" Seeing that the Asian man not only failed to help him get things done, but also pocketed his commission, Chen Mazi immediately became angry.
"I don't know what the other people's working styles of 'Hydra' are like."
The Asian man took back his foot that had already stepped out, closed the car door again, took off the sunglasses hanging on his face, put it to his mouth and took a breath, then wiped it carefully with his sleeve, "But I am a tiger shark.
That’s the style.”
"Then you are looking for death!" A fierce light flashed in Chen Mazi's eyes.
As soon as Chen Mazi finished speaking, sitting in the driver's seat, the bodyguard in a black suit took out the Black Star pistol inserted in his waist. However, before he could raise his gun and take aim, the Asian man had already taken the lead.
As he turned his hand, a dagger about five inches long slipped into his hand. He raised his hand and the dagger plunged directly into the bodyguard's neck. The bodyguard, who was exhausted, tilted his head and fell on the steering wheel of the car.
"you……"
Seeing the Asian man suddenly kill his bodyguard, Chen Mazi was shocked and was about to question him when the Asian man put a P6 with a silencer on the muzzle of the gun against his chin and said in a cold tone:
"Chen Mazi, I hate people threatening me most in my life!"
Sensing that his life was seriously threatened, Chen Mazi immediately panicked. The panic-stricken Chaoyang man said: "If you want to talk to me, don't you want money? No problem, the money I paid you,
I do not want it."
The Asian man looked at Chen Mazi with a look as cold as a thousand-year glacier, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, "Chen Mazi, there are two things I hate most in my life, one is others threatening me, and the other is drug dealers.
Unfortunately, you have both."
In Chen Mazi's horrified eyes, the Asian man pulled the trigger of the P6 pistol in his hand. There was a muffled sound, and the bullet entered Chen Mazi's jaw, passed through his head and flew out, leaving a hole in the car.
Bullet hole. Affected by the suffix of the bullet, a skull as big as the mouth of a cup was blown away, and red and white "goo" was sprayed on the car.
The Asian man picked up the bullet casings on the ground and put them in his pocket. He put the pistol back into the holster on his waist. He picked up the tennis bag containing the AS50 anti-material sniper rifle and stepped out of the car.
He opened the passenger door, pulled the dagger out of the bodyguard's neck, wiped off the blood on his clothes, and put it back into the sheath tied to his right forearm.
"I accidentally helped you get rid of Chen Mazi. In fact, I still have a very sense of justice." The Asian man raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, put on his sunglasses, slung the tennis bag on his shoulder, and walked out of the supermarket.