The Mid-Autumn Festival ushered in a typhoon, and the three-day holiday reimbursement is not counted, and there is an additional overnight duty. The leader of the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info shouted "This Mid-Autumn Festival is very meaningful", and I just felt tired......

Before J fires the shot, no one notices that there is a third person hiding in the room. In fact, this is quite an incredible thing, because as mentioned earlier, there is no other furniture in the whole room, and there is no possibility for people to hide at all.

"How's that, a little magic trick of light and shadow. Lu Wu explained with a smile. "By layering light and shade with light, you can use cloth or paper of the same color as the wall in a dim corner to create a 'stealth' effect. Of course, for this effect to happen, it is also thanks to the fact that you are all Madahar. In fact, if you get closer, you will definitely be able to see it. ”

He slowly stood up. Although he was ostensibly tied to a chair, the "tie" was knotted with a special technique. It looks tight, but it's actually easy to break free.

"Put your hands up. J spoke, he shook the gun in his hand, and everyone slowly raised their hands up. Now it looks like everything is under control.

"Who are you?" asked the young man aloud.

"Everyone else calls me J," J replied calmly. "Well, you can understand that I'm a mercenary, temporarily making a cameo as a bodyguard. ”

"Okay......" Jin Shao said viciously. "I remember you, this time I admit it, let's go!" he said his last words to the two companions beside him.

Even J couldn't help but have a surprised expression on his face at this moment. But fortunately, Jin Shao's two subordinates are not as brain-dead as him, at least on the surface, they do not have any intention of obeying orders. Then, Jin Shao also realized that the situation was not so simple. At least this can't be understood as a computer online battle, where the losing side plays a GG or turns off the cat to end everything.

Lu Wu looked at the four people in front of him, and at the beginning, the fierce eyes actually came desperately to report the news, which was really moving. But now it seems that there is something behind it?

But Lu Wu was not interested in learning about the hidden situation. Although on the earth plane, only four or five hours have passed, but for Lu Wu, he has not eaten or drunk for nearly twenty hours (he didn't find anything to eat in the house, and J didn't carry it). It is no exaggeration to describe him as "hungry and thirsty" as the old saying. He just wants to end it all as soon as possible now.

In addition, when he was lying in a plastic box, he repeatedly heard the opinions on how to deal with himself - these people didn't want to let him live at all. From an objective point of view, this is also a completely correct move, after all, black must be clean and neat, and it is best not to leave any clues (otherwise there will be endless trouble), but when the object is oneself, people's mood will be completely different.

And, in fact, there is no turning back now.

"Little Master, did you make a mistake?" Lu Wu said.

The surprise on J's face quickly faded, replaced by a cruel smile that belonged to a carnivore.

It must be said that the fat man is fast enough. With a wave of his hand, the knife he used to threaten Lu Wu just now had already been thrown towards J, but unfortunately there was a big problem with the technique of flying knives, that is, in order to exert force, the range of movement of the hand was relatively large, far less fast than the pistol that could be easily snapped with his fingers. The moment he threw out the knife, J had already pulled the trigger first.

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang......" Four gunshots rang out in a row.

Each other was in a room, and the distance was no more than five meters, which was exactly the distance at which the pistol exerted its maximum power. J's head turned to the side, and a bullet grazed his sideburns, and the strong wind from the bullet hurt his face. In the most pressing moment, his instincts took control of his body, allowing him to avoid what would have been a headshot.

This shot was fired by the driver, and at the moment when the fat man made his move, he drew his pistol, which was also the last shot he fired in this world. He's so agile and fast, he's completely up to the professional level. It's a pity that he met J.

Now only the young man who is called "Jin Shao" is standing there. His face was pale, and his feet were so weak that even the most obtuse people could see that his whole body was trembling, especially his legs.

This is not to say that he was frightened by the killing and blood, because he had seen more painful and tragic deaths than in this way. But each time, he was on the side of unleashing death, that is, in a safe place, watching others die in fear and despair. Instead of being pointed at a gun like this, watching his companions fall down one by one.

J's marksmanship is extremely accurate, hitting either the heart or the head. So far, he hasn't fired two shots at the same person.

It took a few seconds for him to realize that the other party hadn't shot him. He was still alive, and in the next moment, his courage was restored.

"You can't kill me!" he gritted his teeth as he looked at the two men in front of him. One was his expected prey, and the other was a jammer who popped out of nowhere. All his companions were dead (no need to know anything about medicine to see that they were all dead), which meant that he would have to walk home on his own - dozens of kilometers away. Because he doesn't know how to drive, and even if he can get behind the wheel, he doesn't have the confidence to drive back safely and soundly on this kind of damn mountain road that goes around in circles. As long as he passes this level, he will definitely take revenge......

"Can't?" said J. Although he speaks Mandarin, his accent has a distinct foreign accent.

"Do you know who my dad is?"

"Know part of it. This time it was Lu Wu who answered.

"Part of it?"

"It doesn't matter who your dad is, but it's certainly not me. Lu Wu replied. He couldn't figure out where the other party came from, but he didn't want to. No matter how bad this young brain's brain is, it has nothing to do with him. "In that case, it doesn't matter who your dad is. ”

The so-called compromise and concession have a bottom line, and the bottom line is not to die. It's stupid to kill someone and expect the other party to care about your identity.

He tilted his head and gestured to J.

"Bang!" another gunshot rang out.

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"Bang!" another gunshot rang out.

J pulls out the pistol magazine with skillful movements, replaces it, and then raises the gun again to aim. "Bang" "Bang" "Bang" After a few gunshots, there were a few more holes in the center of the target in the distance.

Lu Wu was eating compressed biscuits while watching J hit the target. J's marksmanship is very accurate, and almost all the impact points hit the center of the target. Under the light of the setting sun, Lu Wu clearly saw that the central part of the target was simply broken.

Speaking of which, it was the second dusk he had seen in a day.

This is the outskirts of W City, which was originally a militia warehouse or camp or something, but it has long been abandoned, and there are no residents around, so it is a suitable retreat. Their current location was supposed to be a playground for militia drills, but it was converted into a shooting range, and a machine was set up to change targets automatically - just press the remote control.

This is also the stronghold that J has set up on the outskirts of W City - or safe houses. Lu Wu remembered where he had seen it, and those who did this would always set up a few such places, just in case, and J was no exception.

J doesn't hide this. He admits that he will have to stay on the mainland for a considerable period of time, and that he is not sure how long it will be.

"Uncle, you are so powerful, you are afraid of being chased by others. ”

"It's not that I'm afraid, it's just that I'm avoiding meaningless dangers. J loaded his pistol with bullets again, and then handed it to Lu Wu. "Want to try it?"

"No, thanks. Lu Wu refused.

It's been a while since I left that abandoned village and arrived at J's range. Although Chinese are still accustomed to eating hot food, Lu Wu really doesn't want to toss. So J came here and soothed his stomach with compressed biscuits and mineral water.

"This time I will give you a preferential price, 700,000. J withdrew the gun, and then picked up another gun from the side - unlike the pistol, it was an automatic rifle, but Lu Wu couldn't tell what kind of gun it was, maybe it was modified. "Do you want me to provide an invoice?"

"Ha, uncle...... But it's good to have a regular invoice, I recently opened a company. ”

"Oh, any ideas for the future?" J held up a remote control, and the distant target was immediately changed, he put down the remote control, picked up his rifle and began to shoot. Although Lu Wu has no experience in using firearms in reality, he has to admit that J's movements are very beautiful and calm, and his marksmanship is really accurate.

"No idea......"

"You're not a businessman at all. After a shuttle shot, J put down his rifle and said.

"Ah, why?"

"I can only say that it is talent. J shrugged and picked up a bottle of mineral water from the ground. "Of course, it's not right to say that you're not fit to set foot in the mall, it's just ...... You're not the kind of person who can sit in your office and call people around. Suppose you enter the business world...... A trading company is certainly not for you. ”

"So what kind of person am I, and what am I suitable for?"

"I've seen one like you. J took a big sip of water. "Of course, just similar to you, that person is not even Chinese. His eyes are very similar to yours. He's a businessman."

"That man...... Where?"

"Kingdom of Heaven. J replied. "He's dead. ”

"May I ask...... Who is that person," Lu Wu prepared appropriate words in his stomach. "Where?"

"Don't worry," J smiled rarely. "He's not my target, and no one hired me to kill him. The man was a speculator who had met me a few times by chance. Later he failed in a speculative campaign and lost all his money. So he went to one of the best restaurants and had a good meal, then climbed to the top of a fifty-story building and jumped from it. ”