In the darkness, there was that nightmarish silenced pistol again, groaning muffledly, and the phone flew out with a loud sound, hitting the wall behind and the screen light went out immediately. Holding his bloody palms, Andrew rolled over and rolled behind the desk, sweating profusely.
, the shouts, screams, fierce firing and other movements that were still lingering in my ears just now, all fell silent at some point.
Eerie silence.
It's over... The attack came suddenly, or it could be said that there was no warning at all, and it ended even more quickly. Three minutes? Five minutes? It definitely couldn't be ten minutes anyway. Of course, there is no point in worrying about it now. Andrew knows very well.
This time I failed, and I failed without any temper.
This is a heavily guarded base, and there are more than a dozen experienced elite gunmen stationed there. I can’t say how strong such a force is, but it definitely shouldn’t have no time to react, or even finish the call for help.
, they were directly crushed, not to mention that the opponent seemed to be just one person from beginning to end, with a silenced pistol... With such a terrifying single-soldier ability to advance, they were really unjust.
Bang, there was a sound of the light switch being pressed, and the vision suddenly brightened up. However, this may have been caused by the fierce exchange of fire just now. The ceiling chandelier flickered hard for a few times and then went dark completely. Fortunately, not all circuits had problems, and the next moment it looked slightly dim.
The wall lamp lights up.
This is an interior hall used for office use. It is luxuriously decorated. Of course, it is hard to see it now. The walls are covered with bullet holes, broken vase ornaments, exposed sofa springs, and down and foam fillings are scattered all over the floor...
...and the gunman lying in a mess. The bloody smell of gunpowder mixed with lime dust floated among them, which was unbearable.
Sizzling - there was an obvious sound of the chair legs sliding on the floor, until it came close and stopped. Andre knew exactly what this meant. He took a deep breath, his chest rose and fell violently several times, he raised his hands and grabbed the edge of the table, struggled to stand up, and sat down calmly.
Sitting on the boss's chair, he raised his head and looked across the desk at tonight's uninvited guest with a gloomy expression.
He had a charming oriental face, a silenced pistol placed on his thigh, and he took off his black leather gloves with ease. He was actually the only one... he looked up and down several times, and finally said, "Who are you? Forget it, it's not important...
"Shaking his head, Andrew seemed to have looked away.
Hearing this, the Eastern man looked at him with great interest, but was not surprised at all. Although cherishing life is a human instinct, it is not surprising that there are so many ruthless characters in the underground world who are indifferent to life and death.
"The important thing is that you will die soon!" There was not much emotion in his voice, it was more like simply stating an established fact. Andrew raised his chin slightly, "Because you are provoking the Hell God's Court.
!”
It was really unwise and meaningless to speak harshly at this time, but Andrew still said it because he really felt that way. But then he was slightly stunned, and the oriental man in front of him who looked like a murderer reacted a little strangely...
The movement of the glove suddenly stagnated, he raised his head and blinked inexplicably.
"The Temple of Hell...shouldn't it be the Pacino family?"
"Pacino family?" Andrew frowned, looking a little confused, then thought of something and nodded, "They are a member of the Hell Palace, so naturally they won't let you go... although this matter has nothing to do with them.
.”
Looking steadily at the change in Andrew's expression, it didn't look like he was faking it. The Oriental man, well, he is our Tang Dynasty children's shoe, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, he vaguely realized something, and hesitantly said: "Are you from the Temple of Hell? Here?
Is it a branch stronghold of the Mighty Prison Divine Court?"
"Of course...what do you mean by this?" Andrew was also sensitive to the abnormality, but he couldn't believe it, and his tone couldn't help but raise a little, seeming a little excited.
"Uh..." Tang Chao held his arm on the armrest of the chair, put his thumb on his temple, rubbed his brow with his middle finger, then rubbed it again, then sat up straight and spread his hands innocently, "Well, I seem to have made a mistake..."
"ah?"
"I thought this was the Pacino family...Anyway, sorry about my question."
"Fake——"
At this moment, Andrew finally confirmed something. He could no longer hold back his emotions. His eyes swept across the chaotic scene in the hall, which was like a hurricane passing through, as well as the corpses of his companions who were still warm. He suddenly leaned forward and trembled, and banged his hands.
A heavy sound was pressed on the desk, and the pain in the perforation of the palm was ignored. His eyes were as wide as copper bells, and bloodshot eyes surged up. It seemed as if he was about to eat someone in an instant, and as if he was about to cry on the spot the next moment. It was quite complicated.
appearance.
"You, you killed so many of us...you made a mistake...you made a mistake in just one sentence?! You..."
"Ahem, this was an accident." After a pause, Tang Chao's eyes were filled with sincerity, "Really!"
…
There was a gunshot, and about a quarter of an hour later, Tang Chao walked out of the main entrance of the villa.
It didn't take so long originally. He came to Europe this time to blatantly sabotage, so some actions naturally didn't need to be finished, just like he didn't cut off the surveillance equipment in the office building in the afternoon. But now that he has mistaken the target, the situation has changed.
It's different. If you don't want to face the Temple of Hell again like in the previous life, then you have to deal with this 'accidental' scene...
This kind of thing - do it!
After closing the iron door of the villa with his backhand, Tang Chao tightened his collar and left in a depressed mood.
Someone can swear by his integrity, this is really an accident.
He didn't want to do this. After all, it was quite cold when he went out to do errands at night... The reason was that he had some problems with his memory. In addition, it had to be said that it was a strange combination of circumstances. In the afternoon, DSF suddenly intervened, which gave him some urgency.
Feeling, I wanted to finish the matter as soon as possible and leave this place of trouble, but I didn’t investigate and confirm before taking action, and this happened...
All the work was in vain.
Just as Tang Chao, who was in a depressed mood, crossed several blocks and returned the same way, a few rustling sounds of electricity quietly sounded in the dark,
"Attention, the target object appears, just enters the hotel, goes upstairs, disappears...the owl follows."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Received, the specific location has been confirmed, the guest room at the end of the third floor that he booked before... Oh, he was quite cautious and closed all the curtains.
But he turned on the light, and I can almost guess his location. How about trying to shoot and snipe him? I'm sure."
"No, this is a big order worth three million U.S. dollars, and we must ensure that everything goes wrong."
"Okay, you're the captain and you have the final say... But, is this definitely a colleague? He doesn't look very professional. Tsk, at least it's not worth three million US dollars."
"This is a task that was temporarily announced. There is no specific information from Taylor. He only said that he is a killer and has good strength. The employer may be hiding something, so Taylor does not recommend that we take this task. He doesn't think it is big.
Satisfied."
"Ha, that's really rare. He, a vampire middleman, would also worry about our safety?"
"The main reason is that this mission is too sudden...but I think three million US dollars is enough for us to take any risks."
"That's the truth. I have never seen such a big order since I joined the industry, so as I usually say, captain, it's time for us to expand our business scope. The outside world is quite exciting!"
"Oh, I agree with you, White Bear."
"But it is also very dangerous...Okay, Owl, pay attention to the movement of the target. If there is no accident, act according to the plan. We will start at three in the morning."
There were three people talking in the communication channel, or rather three professional killers. This type of assassination team is not common in the industry. Generally speaking, killers are solitary creatures. Of course, they are not uncommon. For example, they were planted before.
The Nightmare Team under someone is a well-known team in the European and American industries.
"OK... uh, wait, there seems to be a chance now... he has entered the bathroom."
"Um?"
The reason why it is said to be an opportunity is mainly because of the layout of the hotel. These three professional killers can ambush here in advance, so they naturally know the interior of the room that someone has booked before. The bathroom of this kind of cheap hotel is not the kind that vaguely adds romance.
It has an interesting frosted glass decoration and there is no so-called bathtub. It is just a separate enclosed space. Except for the door and a small skylight, it is surrounded by walls. Once you walk in and turn on the shower head, you can basically not hear the movement inside the room outside.
In other words, even if the target is a colleague, there is a high probability that they will quietly open the door and sneak in.
After a brief moment of silence, a decisive voice sounded on the channel,