Just like a sudden ambush attack, the gun battle in front of the two-story building ended quite simply. Beside the flower bed, the man in black, the only man in black with signs of life in the scene, was crawling hard on the ground, panting, his body
A long and shocking blood trail was dragged down.
He stretched his arm forward hard, and his missing fingers finally touched the pistol that had just been shot away. But the next moment, a shiny leather shoe stepped on it. The man in black looked up in despair, and as expected, the black hole of the gun was pointing at it, and he held it in his hand.
In the hands of a man wearing a gray woolen coat,
A joking Hong Kong and Taiwanese accent sounded, "This is the number one killer organization in the underground world, the gunman trained by Kitouji? That's all."
"idiot!"
Poof, the silenced barrel trembled, crisp and clear.
"The killer organization is nothing worthy of praise, but you'd better have a minimum of respect for Kitouji. If you still want to become a professional killer... it's just a sneak attack." A figure walked away from the woods.
A young woman came out. The fingers holding the handle of the gun were painted with light nail polish. She had a beautiful face and fashionable dress, but her overall temperament was cold. She was none other than Tang Dynasty's next-door neighbor, Ye Wangjun, walking across the street and sweeping
Looking at the corpse on the ground, he shook his head slightly, "Besides, they are just intelligence investigators, not the real gunman."
The man in the overcoat shrugged upon hearing this and did not refute, and he had nothing to refute. Compared to the professional middleman who was well-known in Asia, he was just a small character who aspired to become a professional killer but had been unable to get started.
That's all. In fact, it was an unexpected blessing to be invited by the other party to come and help.
"You stay here to dispose of the body and clean up the traces. I'll go in and finish the work."
With a wave of his hand, Ye Wangjun was about to walk towards the door. Seeing this, the man in the coat raised his lips slightly and pointedly said: "No hurry, Ms. Yelian, I think it's time to talk about the things between us."
Hearing this, Ye Wangjun glanced at the man, as if thinking of something, and nodded and promised, "Don't worry, if you help me once, I will also help you take the order and officially enter the underground world..." As he said this, he suddenly raised his pistol, but just before
The moment he pulled the trigger, poof, there was a strong impact, and the silenced pistol flew out of his hand, spinning continuously in the air and falling to the ground, and then slid down the street with inertia.
"Oh oh oh... You are indeed an experienced senior Yelian. Even if you are not a killer, but just a middleman, you almost succeeded." The man in gray woolen coat smiled and expressed his admiration, then shook his head slightly and vomited.
A pistol with light smoke, "But, as I introduced before, my shooting skills are not only accurate, but also fast!"
Ye Wangjun held his wrists and showed resentment in his eyes, but then he concealed it. Wasn't this kind of thing, or this kind of risk, something he had thought of from the beginning? He just didn't expect to deliberately avoid those professional killers and specifically look for those who were not in the industry.
He came to help but was still in trouble. He said coldly: "Reason!"
"Speaking clearly will hurt my feelings..." Looking at Ye Wangjun's sarcastic look, the man in the coat shook his head, "Well, actually, it doesn't hurt to talk about it. As you know, I have indeed been wandering in the underground world.
No entry is allowed outside the door. Although I think I am not bad in strength, I just lack an opportunity and a leader. I can only be a low-class killer and take some low-class small orders... However, this does not mean that I
I don’t know anything about the underground world. By coincidence, I heard the news that Kitouji has been tracking an intermediary named Yelian and paid a reward of three million U.S. dollars. At this time, you contacted me again.
…”
Tanshou said, "So, I'm very grateful that you are willing to provide me with the opportunity to enter the underground world, but with three million dollars, it doesn't seem to matter whether I become a professional killer or not... Oh, I advise you not to try to pick it up."
With the pistol on the ground, you have no chance."
The intention was seen through, but Ye Wangjun did not panic at all. On the contrary, he looked at the other party with a smile, "You are a layman and you still don't admit it. You know everything and don't know anything at all. Bei Tengsi is a killer in the underground world.
The overlord of the world, with an extremely complete intelligence detection system, needs to spend three million to find someone by the help of outsiders?"
The man in the coat smiled when he heard this: "You can't fool me, Senior Yelian, this source of information is absolutely true and reliable!"
Ye Wangjun's expression became more sarcastic: "Oh, am I trying to fool you? Did I say that this news is false?"
"What's the meaning?"
"You don't understand, you don't understand anything! Have you ever heard of Fuma Musashi? This mad dog paid the reward out of his own pocket. You killed the spies he sent and you want to ask for a reward from him? Haha, what a joke!"
"Fuma Musashi..." The man in the coat couldn't help but frowned. He seemed to have heard of it before, but then he didn't care. "So what! It's just a transaction. I hand you over to him and he gives me a reward. It's very simple.
Isn't it...if he doesn't want to give it, I will let him know what the industry rules are!"
It was loud and clear, but Ye Wangjun was completely stunned when he heard the words. It took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he opened his mouth to say something. Finally, he laughed and shook his head, and gave a thumbs up, very sincerely: "Your courage is commendable! What a shame.
Yes! I can't do it anymore, I would rather die here than I will fall into the hands of that mad dog!"
After saying this, he ignored the black pistol pointed in front of him and turned directly to pick up the pistol of the man in black on the ground.
Seeing this, the man in the coat furrowed his brows again, and the fierce murderous intent in his eyes flashed away. He moved the muzzle of the gun, pop, bang, sparks, and the pistol on the ground was shot away: "Last warning, don't force me!"
"You're crazy!" Ye Wangjun turned around and cursed angrily, then took a deep breath, raised his hand, and continued walking towards the gun that was shot away, "It's up to you, just shoot quickly, I'm tired, I
Waiting for you below... I hope you can still have such courage by then!"
At this time, "He will, I bet fifty cents."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! An indifferent voice suddenly came from above the head. The two people in the scene were stunned when they heard the sound. Without thinking, the man in the coat raised his gun.
, the speed is indeed extremely fast, and the target is locked at the first time. The shadow beside the curtain behind the second floor window stands quietly, like a ghost... When did it come? Why can't you feel anything at such a close distance?
Well, these are no longer important. What is important is that the figure's hands naturally drooped, and he did not draw his gun and aim in advance...
Seeking death! He decisively pulled the trigger, and bang - the gunshot exploded, spreading far and near in this silent night, like two kicks.
This was obviously not the sound of a silenced pistol. That was the fact. Ye Wangjun subconsciously turned his head sideways and stared blankly at the man in the trench coat who was still holding the gun and pulling the trigger. He was like a sculpture, with bullet holes clearly visible between his eyebrows, and his face was full of expressions that could not be concealed.
He was at a loss, as if he was wondering when the gun in the hand of the figure on the second floor was pulled out, and when the gun was fired. He didn't see clearly at all... He leaned back, bang, and fell to the ground.
"If you die here, you will naturally have the courage to be ignorant and fearless... Guy downstairs, remember, you owe me fifty cents."
Ye Wangjun opened his mouth, blinked again, and quickly regained his composure and reason: "I don't seem to have agreed to your bet." Sa Ran raised his head and squinted at the window on the second floor. The angle of the light made it impossible to see clearly, and the reflection was reflected in the cloth.
The outlines on the curtain were all deformed, but Ye Wangjun's tone was extremely determined, "You are finally willing to show up!"
"Do you know who I am?"
"Of course, do you want me to call you Lord Ghost, or...Fake! Don't you know how miserable you have done me?" He raised his head and roared. Ye Wangjun wanted to endure it. The situation is stronger than the person.
But she really couldn't bear it anymore! She had been working as a middleman in Xiangjiang, but because of a peer-to-peer entrustment relationship, she was given a temporary middleman role for a few days by a guy who came out of nowhere. In the end, she had no choice but to hide and run around.
, even the den was taken away, and he looked like a lost dog!
Who can endure this?
Behind the curtain, Tang Chao touched his nose. It was not surprising that his identity was guessed. After all, the other party knew the trajectory of his three missions at that time. It was not difficult to compare some information and associate the ghost, but he did not expect it to be so big.
The reaction... Well, it seems to be reasonable. Some time ago, I even sent an email to curse...
"I remember the last time we contacted her, didn't someone swear that no one could find her?"
"There are no people, except dogs! Mad dogs!" Ye Wangjun didn't know what tragic experience he had thought of, and his teeth were grinding to the point of sparks.
Fuma Musashi...well, it's really a bit overwhelming. Tang Chao thought for a while: "You can choose to cooperate with him, I don't mind." I really don't mind. During the three missions, there were only a few contacts, and Tang Chao
No information has been exposed. Ye Wangjun probably doesn’t know as much as Fuma Musashi, so it really doesn’t matter whether they cooperate or not.
"I think I can't believe this!"
"That's the same truth... Then you wish for your own good. Let me give you a suggestion, run away. China is still very big. It won't be a big problem in the short term. I checked the information in my laptop and the latest information has not been sent back yet.
, you haven’t exposed too much, come on.”
"What do you mean? You don't intend to provoke me... Hello? Hello (fourth sound)..." After being stunned, Ye Wangjun pushed open the door and rushed to the second floor. The curtain in front of the window was lifted.
There are also human figures.
"I'm a Diulei Lou!!!"
A hundred meters away, listening to the faint roar of frustration in the night wind, someone shrugged and opened the car door.
Of course, it is best for someone else to carry the thunder. A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.
Having said that, the relationship between the killer and the agent is special. Some are as close as brothers or simply brothers, and some describe strangers as businessmen. For example, the agent in the previous life of the Tang Dynasty, Old Harlan, before they were betrayed in the end, they
The relationship between them is very good, and they have been working together for more than ten years. If this is the case, if old Harlan is in trouble, Tang Chao would not mind helping him. But his relationship with Ye Wangjun is that the latter is on official business
It's the kind of government-run company that only cooperates a few times, so what kind of friendship can there be? At most, because of the fact that he has helped before, he will take action to solve the other party's trouble once, no more...
A killer is, after all, a product of selfishness.
Of course, there is another main reason. Just as Ye Wangjun didn’t want to face Fuma Musashi, the Tang Dynasty didn’t want to provoke this mad dog for no reason!
I solemnly state that this is not cowardice.
Well, if you have to say it that way... Whoever offends will know. If nothing else, let’s talk about the other party’s crazy behavior of biting people everywhere for more than ten years, but he is still alive and kicking. The Tang Dynasty in his previous life was dead.
He is still alive and well...Who can I talk to to reason with him?
Can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend, slip away, slip away...