Noon.

Standing on the roof of a building, looking at the location information in his notebook, this dark-skinned middle-aged man with a hairy head knew that the crime was coming to a city in the northeast.

He is none other than the sharpshooter who ranks fourth on the killer list.

As the name suggests, he is the best at using guns, and his best at long-range sniping is also an excellent hacker.

The trap has been laid, just waiting for the prey to take the bait. And he was in this excellent spot where he could observe the whole city, and he used his binoculars to look at the direction in which the criminal offense was coming.

The convict slowed down and drove into town, not knowing what danger he was about to face, so he could only be vigilant.

The spear pressed a button and pulled up a thin wire between the two houses, where the convict was going to pass.

Sure enough, the criminal offense went down this road.

Suddenly, there was a long crack in the windshield in front of the convict, and then the whole thing shattered.

The criminal offender quickly slowed down and fell down. He saw that the back of his seat had been cut off, and the position was exactly where his neck was.

Apparently precisely calculated.

The car stopped, saw that the steel wire had cut through half of the body, and the criminal offender cut it off with a knife and continued driving.

Turn right at the next intersection, because he judged that his enemy must be watching him when he was cut by the wire, so he should avoid the enemy's line of sight as much as possible.

As everyone knows, this is also expected by the other party, but it is better to say that the spear has already laid an ambush on the way of every criminal conviction.

"Bang!" The manhole cover under the criminal offender's car suddenly exploded, the power was amazing, the chassis of the car had been seriously damaged, and the criminal offender, who couldn't control the direction, plunged the car into a flower shop, and knocked over an aunt's trolley on the way, and the noodles on the car spilled all over the ground.

Passers-by screamed in surprise.

The owner of the flower shop is a young girl, but luckily he didn't bump into her.

"Are you alright?" said the girl, surprised, concerned about the crime of stumbling down from the car.

"I'm fine, there's a killer chasing me, you'd better stay out of here. "There were no injuries to the convict, and the airbags played an important role.

The girl looked at him in surprise: "What kind of killer to hunt down!" As an ordinary person, she only knew that there was such a profession as a killer in novels and TV, and suddenly someone said this, she couldn't believe it.

But as a modern young person, she is still very calm, she picked up her mobile phone and dialed the police, and called: "Hey, Mr. Police, I'm here~"

"Give him the phone. Before the girl could finish speaking, she was interrupted by a voice on the phone, obviously the source of this voice was definitely not the police!

The torturer looked at the girl, apparently he also heard the voice, reached out to the girl, and motioned to give him the phone.

The girl trembled and handed over the mobile phone, hiding in the front desk of the flower shop, she called the police, but the person who answered the phone was not the police, before the teenager said that there was a killer, she realized that things are definitely not simple, and protecting yourself is the most important thing.

At this time, an aunt selling noodles broke in and shouted: "You can't drive, don't drive, you have to pay for my trolley!" In fact, in terms of losses, the losses of florists are even greater.

"Lose money fast, lose money fast. "The aunt tugged at the clothes of the torturer.

"Huh~" The bullet shot from the silence, sound, and device burst out of the air, and burst out of the aunt's forehead, and the aunt fell down in response, her eyes full of disbelief. The girl also screamed in fright, and hurriedly ran out of the flower shop and fled far away.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the torturer said, "You are a magic spear." ”

"That's right, it's me. ”

"The organization asked you to kill me?"

"Yes, but to be honest, I can hit a target on the train from two hundred meters away, but I don't have any confidence that I can kill you, and I don't really want to do it. ”

"Don't want to do it? "The punishment is indescribable.

"It's so hard to get you with this little trick, and as a killer, you still have to try to complete the task. ”

"Then what do you mean by talking to me?" According to the bullet hole on the aunt's forehead and her position, the criminal offender judged the source of the bullet, and quietly followed the direction from which the bullet came from, looking towards the roof of the opposite building, but he couldn't see anything.

Because this bullet was just arranged in an apartment, remotely controlled by a sniper, shot, and gun.

"I'll give you a chance, and if you do it, I'll retreat immediately and let you go. And this time the movement is not small, the underground organization should still keep a low profile and fight quickly," said Sharpshooter.

"Leave me alone, when has the killer's mission been so reasonable. ”

"Assassinating someone is certainly not allowed to fail, assassinating you, exceptions. ”

"Hmph, let's talk about it. ”

"Okay, refreshing! I've heard rumors that your master's sword skills are so fast that he can even split bullets, I don't know if his best disciples can do it. The sharpshooter dipped the finger that pulled the trigger into a little saliva on the tip of his tongue, wiped the saliva with his thumb, and gently placed it on the trigger. Continue to speak through the headset: "If you can split my bullet and let me see it, I will retreat, because I will not be able to kill you if I continue to snipe you." But if you can't, you'll die from that bullet, what?"

The criminal sin thought for a while, "It's interesting, I want to try it myself, especially if I have a sense of origin." ’

"Okay, I promise you. ”

The criminal offender put the phone in his pocket, closed his eyes, turned on the source sense, and tried to reach the widest range.

"Is the maximum range of the source sense now a radius of five meters?" Within the range of the source sense, the torture can only feel a fading soul body, which is the aunt who is lying on the ground and has died.

None of the onlookers outside dared to approach.

Concentrate and filter out all the useless information, and at this moment, the space of the source sense seems to be left with only one person and one knife. The other gray lines are ignored.

The sharpshooter also adjusted its posture and looked at the scope with one eye. Ready to shoot this shot in perfect condition.

This is his most powerful and fastest gun, and it can be said to be the foundation of his life.

"Huh~" bullets shot out from the muzzle of the gun at great speed, and the target was the head of the criminal offender.

The spirit of the criminal offender is highly concentrated at this moment, this is a moment of life and death!

The gray lines around him disappeared, leaving behind a completely black space that felt the same as the dark space he had been in for many years, and even the sensory flow of time slowed down.

Suddenly, a gray ripple appeared from the edge of the dark space, a fluctuation caused by the wind, followed by bullets shooting in.

The criminal offender could clearly perceive the shape of the bullet, and even the spiral texture on it, it was a very delicate bullet, obviously idiosyncratic, and it was not at the same level as the previous one.

The speed of the time senses is indeed a little slower, and the source sense has sensed the direction of the bullet, giving the criminal offender plenty of time to draw the knife.

Silently recited in his heart: "Unintentional Baidaoliu, draw the knife and cut the thirty-third style, crack the sky!" 'If you can't say it, it's okay to meditate in your heart, master.' ’

In an instant, the sword light flashed from the bottom to the top, slashing at the bullet, and even accurately split the bullet in two.

The bullet that split the two parts passed through the cheeks on both sides of the convict, and there was a slight burning sensation on the skin.

The power was so strong that the hands of the torturers were trembling, and even the blade of the treasure knife produced a trace of imperceptible cracks.

The criminal offender put the knife into the sheath, picked up the mobile phone from his pocket, and put it to his ear, "Amazing, it really opened my eyes, sniping, shooting, and gun bullets can be split, and it is my special bullet." As promised, I will retreat, and I will see you again in the future. Then the phone was hung up, and no more sound came.

The criminal offender quickly put his phone on the front desk of the flower shop, and then walked out of the crowd.

The onlookers saw the scene just now, and no one dared to stop the criminal convict with a knife, and some even took a video.

Exposed!

It was the criminal offense that exposed his existence to the outside world, as well as to the human military region.