Hidden Assassin

The sound boiled into a dark floor. The bad sounds of windows and various glassware broke one after another, constantly shaking everyone's tympanum. Yahan held the handle of the gun tightly and squeezed with the mother behind the large inspection machine. Bullets Whistling across the air, sparks and sounds hit all over the room, and occasionally dust and stones fell off the wall behind.

In the center of the room, the thermal display was dragged, and the gimmick was carrying a somewhat scary large gun. The bullet was pushed into the gun body, the trigger was triggered, the spark flashed for a moment, and the bullet banged through the wall, across the neighborhood. The power of several rooms to attack the enemy is truly amazing. Robert and others, as well as Yahan's bodyguards, were constantly firing in the dark, moving a small range between test instruments. The side of the corridor next to the laboratory were already huge windows, so that the experimenters could see the situation on the inside. At this time, many shutters were destroyed by flying guns. As far as the eye can see, the entire floor has become The most dangerous dead domain.

Outside the building, accompanied by the sound of gunfire in the battle, the whistle of the siren came faintly. Someone seemed to shout, but it disappeared. Yahan said in his mouth: "Half an hour, half an hour ..." Picking up the wrist of her mother, she looked at the precious women's luminous watch, "It's still fifteen minutes, only fifteen minutes. Now ... "That was the time predicted by the hoe, but now it seems that every minute is so long ...

Straightened a little, straightened, and glanced at the floor where the guns were constantly firing. At this time, a series of machine gun bullets drew dazzling sparks on the instrument beside him. In the harsh voice, Yahan was frightened. She hurried backwards, and her mother held her back: "Be careful!"

"Hide!" Said the **** in a low voice, dragging the thermal imager from a distance not far away, leaping sharply, and then lowering again. Silhouettes, heat caused by bullets passing through, and flames burning in many places have caused strong interference with the instrument. At this moment, the display seems to be blurred, and he can only shoot continuously based on feeling and experience. The sight may be reduced, but the threat from this modified sniper rifle is still huge. At least so far, these The killer hasn't been able to move forward.

Only then pushed an armor-piercing projectile into the barrel. A clear bright spot suddenly appeared on the screen, almost subconsciously. The **** jumped towards the side of the instrument behind it, and a rocket whizzed across the outer corridor. Then, an explosion of fire swept through. Shocked everywhere in the laboratory.

*

Not just in the building of the institute, at this moment. On the street outside, it is really lively. In the snow flakes, unmanned vehicles basically blocked the entire street. Several exploding vehicles were burning in the snow at the moment. Gunfire rages on.

I have to admit that the New York police was actually efficient. The first patrol car arrived at the street within five minutes of the turmoil. However, the first policeman panicked after hiding in the car. He shouted, "We are in Los Angeles, no ... New York police ..." The horn in his hand was immediately blasted by a bullet that didn't know where to fly, and the policeman was severely fired. It exploded into a ball of fire within three minutes. I think this police officer who has just been transferred from Los Angeles now has a new and profound understanding of the state of law and order in New York.

Since then, reinforced police cars have continued to drive in, blocking nearby neighborhoods. It is estimated that more than 100 police officers launched a fire confrontation with terrorists in the streets outside the line of defense formed by the police cars. At this time, the number of killers still on the street is about twenty, but one by one, they have been through hundreds of battles, relying on shelters made up of countless vehicles, hiding in them while facing the occasional harassment of members of Yanhuang Awakening, and facing resistance Fire on both sides of the street. But it also steadily blocked police officers at both ends of the road.

Although Yan Huang Awakening members ambushing the buildings on both sides of the road beforehand can occasionally make some harassing shots on the streets below, they are also now in a very embarrassing situation. Pei Luojia's force is beyond everyone's advance. The predictions, including those on the street, including the Institute building, including those who hunted them down at this time, are successively estimated to be over 80. No matter in the traditional or practical sense, the killer should be synonymous with acting alone, concealed and unpredictable. Even if the president of a country is attacked, it is only one or two skilled killers acting alone. Doing dozens of killers to arrest one person is already synonymous with a war.

The dark buildings on both sides of the road were originally various shops and supermarkets, while the upper floors were mostly office buildings of various sizes. When power outages and gunfire suddenly came, some people left the building in chaos, but there were also some People were trapped in it, looking for a place to hide in fear, and rushed in as Pei Luojia's killers pursued the team of Yan Huang Awakening. In the night sky, only the sound of gunfire, which seemed noisy and silent, was occasionally vague. The screaming woman screamed or screamed for help, and she was particularly frightened.

"*, I heard ... Zhuang Amir, the most powerful killer in the United States, is a fan of" Grandson of War "..." Hiding his gun and hiding in a dark room, Qiao Guorui breathed quickly, In the face of Cui Guohua, he said, "Bullying the bulls and using the weaker ones to reduce the pressure is the right way of doing things. This guy is usually a killer and a pervert, and now he runs to meet his military ideals. Please, even tulips Several actions in one day is equivalent to blocking the people of the world from slapping them a few times, making American Pe Luo Jia very disgraceful, but he is a killer ... "In the meantime, but also has a faint flavor, after all, there are so many killers He was dispatched at the same time, but it was not usually seen.

"But in any case, this action is very effective, isn't it ..." Looking from the dark window to the street below, Cui Guohua said, "Press it all at once, let everyone be caught off guard, and then directly resolve this matter, although all Of killers have lost their hidden advantage, but the combined destructive power of these people is enough to make everyone feel headache. If it is a medium-sized city in the country, this power can almost directly wipe out any government agency. But ... It has n’t appeared yet, I do n’t know if she has any accuracy

Then ... the gimmicks are dead ... "

"Unless Jane Suyan can know everything in advance, but ..." Qiao Guorui shook his head. "I just hope she doesn't show up in this situation. Zhuang Amir's plan must be to use this opportunity to force Jane Suyan to show up. Then solve everything at once, which is also the right way of war ... Japan's Pei Luo Jia suffered too much in the tulip matter, Yuan Lai Chaochuang was forced to retreat twice, and the governor and the gods all died in her hands. In the past, once Jian Suyan is killed, the alliance between the United States and Japan will definitely go further. By then, Pei Luojia's other branches will logically unite and things will become quite troublesome ... and as long as Jian Suyan does not appear. I will He has given a gimmick, and if the situation becomes irreparable, he will eventually kill Zhang Yahan ... "

Silently. Cui Guohua nodded.

*

Flames danced, the air flow frantic, countless pieces of paper, plastic, and even iron pieces flew across the space, and then smashed heads and smashed at everyone.

Because of the hiding position, Yahan and his mother did not suffer much damage. The two or three people beside them suffered some injuries. The hoes got up from the ground and the thermal imager was blown up. Tossed aside and dropped the powerful sniper sniper. Taking out the machine gun and swiping outside, the others were firing out of the window based on their feelings. As many test vessels were broken, coupled with this explosion, various culture fluids were flowing freely on the ground.

While shooting, the **** with blood stained on his body whispered: "Everyone come here, we can't stay here, we have to rush out from the side, quickly ..."

The whistling gunfire ran across the room. Explosive flames, sparks caused by bullets, Robert tumbled several times in the culture medium and leaned over: "We don't have to go out, we ..."

"We must go out! Of course you can choose to stay!" Now that they have been bombarded by the bazooka, then the killers can launch at any time next time, with a gimmick yelling, and several bodyguards have protected Yahan's mother and daughter. As he walked over, Robert pointed to a large experimental device next to him, and shouted back: "That ... should be used for filtering ... regardless of what the **** machine is. I only know that this thing is connected to the upper and lower layers, from We can go to the second floor of its pipe! The premise is that you only need to blow off its partition with a gun! "

"I'm starting to like this lab ..." Hoe froze, "Let's go downstairs from the shortcut ... Second floor, I hope they don't ambush too many people ..."

"The second floor? I hope we have enough people ..."

This is a three-story parking lot not far from the fighting building. A silver sports car quietly stopped in the dark. Zhuang Amir was sitting in the driver's seat at this time. From this position, it can be clearly seen I saw gunfire in the cave on the third floor of the building, as well as police fighting killers on both sides of the street.

As rumors Qiao Guorui heard, as the No. 1 killer in the United States, Zhuang Amir is more passionate about military knowledge. Here we do not need to evaluate his talent in this regard, but there is no doubt that he will become a The general was the ideal cherished in his teenage career, and later became a killer by mistake, and such an ideal can of course only become a dream.

The killer is a lonely and mysterious profession. Selecting a target, planning a strategy, killing the target person with a single blow, and then escaping quickly. Militaryly, this kind of thing can be classified into the categories of using strategy, striking strange, winning more with less. However, so far as the killer career, such things have been done too much. A military action such as winning by less is certainly exciting, but as Qiao Guorui said, the real military method is to win by the strong, and win by the least is the king. Sitting in the carriage at this time, he really has a The generals feel.

Of course, he is not the kind of irrational person. The reason why this operation was arranged this way was not to satisfy his small military, but after analysis, such a plan had the highest success rate. Of course, only one thing was unexpected. All the idle killers were forced to kill Tulips. It should have been settled on the way of Zhang Yahan and his party to the airport. That was the best way to catch the other side, but they did not expect that the Mafia would take action on this institute in advance. News, so had to advance the plan.

Once the institute is attacked by the Mafia and Yan Huang is awakened to support it, Zhang Yahan will definitely have nothing to do, but at the same time the police will definitely be dispatched. If the forces of the New York Police Department and even the National Security Bureau are involved in advance, the variables will rise straight Therefore, the location of the attack had to be changed to this place. As this is the place where Zhang Yahan temporarily lives, maybe Tulip will leave a foreshadowing, but ...

Even if there is some preparation, she can't cope with such overwhelming human sea tactics. When Zhang Yahan is in danger of life, she will only appear.

"Haven't the tulips appeared yet?"

"Not yet. The target is currently on the second floor. It seems to want to escape to the parking lot on the ground floor. People with sword teeth and blades have blocked them ..."

"It's been 17 minutes ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ No need to keep your hands. Give them real pressure and push me out of the tulips!"

"Is it okay to kill the target?"

"If you want to kill her, there is no way to kill her accidentally. I think Tulip will realize that the matter is serious, no matter where she is!" Putting away the walkie-talkie, he looked at the gun. The fire-studded floor, "unless she's not ..."

If she is not ...

Where will she be ...

Thinking about this problem quickly in his head, his fingers hit the steering wheel, and the sound of "咚, 咚 ..." echoed in the car. A few minutes later, the phone rang, answering his questions.

"Hey ... well, here I am ... what are you talking about !?"

Suddenly, his fingers froze in mid-air, and after a while, the man on the phone repeated the message to him in confusion:

"Mr. Castro is dead ..."