Although Sean has a backstage, his personal qualities are also very good, otherwise he would not have risen so quickly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

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At dusk the next day, Sean had been ambushed for a whole day on the top floor of the small building opposite the apartment building where Huo Shaoheng haunted.

This whole day, he saw Huo Shaoheng only come out three times, once in the morning, once at noon, and now it is evening, he should have come out for dinner.

Standing motionless on one leg on the roof of the third floor, the wind speed and air flow have been measured many times, the dark and heavy sight is the most advanced digital intelligent sight of the US military, the accuracy is said to be comparable to that of the radar that launches ballistic missiles, as long as it is locked, no one can survive.

As the sun sets, the afterglow is cut into geometric patterns by the high-rise buildings of New York, like the master's abstract paintings.

Huo Shaoheng came down from upstairs and stood in front of the shop window for a while as usual.

Sean was in ambush on the top floor of the small building opposite him and observed him for a day, and he also observed Sean for a day.

This man was not very patient, Huo Shaoheng observed that he had to shake his hands almost three times a month, and every three hours, he had to stand up and kick his legs, although it was fast, but for a sniper, these were fatal mistakes.

It also means that the person is unable to focus on the lurking.

At dusk, Huo Shaoheng knew that Sean would definitely not be able to wait, and he would definitely do it at this time.

Walking out of his temporary hiding place, Huo Shaoheng had already made sufficient preparations.

He hid a modified high-power and high-precision long-handled sniper pistol in his sleeve, of course, it was not as long and powerful as a heavy sniper, but the range and accuracy were enough to deal with the person on the top floor of the small building opposite.

Standing in front of the shop window, I felt the scorching afterglow of the sunset shining from the side, and at the same time, there was a small red dot that was not easy to detect, slowly moving, moving from the window to Huo Shaoheng's back, and finally stopping at the position of his back heart.

Huo Shaoheng didn't look back, and when the small red dot projected from the opposite building disappeared from the shop window, he knew that he was locked.

Seeing that the little red dot disappeared, Huo Shaoheng knew that the other party was definitely going to snipe him, his eyes flashed slightly, and almost at the same time as the little red dot disappeared, he quickly turned sideways, his left hand stretched out from his pocket like lightning, his palm was spread out, and there was a crystal prism in his palm, which shook in the direction of the flashing sight on the top floor of the small building opposite.

This crystal prism not only has a smooth and colorless lens, but also has the effect of a convex lens.

It concentrates light and reflects it back, and it can magnify light by a factor of 100.

At that moment, the crystal prism gathered the afterglow of the setting sun and reflected straight in the direction of the Sean scope!

Sean was looking at Huo Shaoheng's back from the scope, his fingers were almost pulling the trigger, and at this moment, Huo Shaoheng's back suddenly disappeared from the cross-shaped field of view of his scope.

Instead, there was a bright light that appeared in an instant!

Like a little sun!

Sean let out a "whoop", and his right eye, which was staring intently at the scope, seemed to be burned by a laser, and his hand shook in pain and pulled the trigger.

As you can imagine, this kind of reflexive sniping has no effect at all, and the bullets don't know where they are flying, only a whistling gunshot of bullets piercing the air is heard.

Huo Shaoheng took advantage of the opportunity of the crystal prism in his left hand to disturb the sniper's scope vision, and the high-power long-handled sniper pistol that had been hidden in the sleeve of his right hand stretched out and pulled the trigger on the target on the third floor opposite!

Bang!

It was also a gunshot, and a round bullet hole suddenly appeared in front of Sean's forehead, who had just raised his hand to rub his right eye.

Sean's eyes widened, and before he could understand what was going on, he was already dead in anger and fell to the ground on the roof of the sixth floor.

In the chaos, although both men fired at the same time, the people in the Harlem neighborhood seemed to hear only one gunshot, and then someone shouted "The police are coming!"

Immediately the streets were filled with the sound of chaotic footsteps, and countless people began to run, and some people hurriedly got into the cars parked on the side of the road and left the Harlem neighborhood at a lightning speed.

Huo Shaoheng was no exception, his shot was almost at the same time as Sean's, so that no one noticed that he also fired.

He lifted the hoodie to cover his face and followed the crowd out of the Harlem neighborhood to the subway station, where he returned to Grand Central before the police cordoned off the neighborhood, from where he took the train and finally back to his apartment after a long absence.

From the dirty and messy low-class neighborhood of New York to the spotless, post-modern high-end community, Huo Shaoheng is really not used to it.

He went back to his room, took a shower, washed himself clean, ordered a pizza takeout, then sat down on the couch, picked up the remote control, and started watching TV.

Sure enough, all major television stations are now broadcasting the hot news that the CIA's young and promising director of Asian intelligence was shot in the head in Harlem.

In the live TV broadcast, Huo Shaoheng could even see Sean's dead face and the clear bullet hole on his forehead.

Huo Shaoheng smiled and drew a cross on his chest, "rest-in-peace" .......

After a while, the doorbell rang at the door, and it was pizza delivered.

Huo Shaoheng opened the door, took the freshly baked hot pizza from the takeaway brother, and gave him a tip of ten yuan.

A large pizza with a total of only sixteen dollars was tipped for ten dollars, which was already a very rich tip in the takeaway brother's takeaway career, and he bowed and nodded again and again, thanking Huo Shaoheng.

Huo Shaoheng smiled and waved his hand, closed the door, and directly put the pizza box on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and then opened a bottle of beer for himself, drinking beer and eating pizza while admiring his masterpiece.

Television showed Sean's sniper rifle perched on a low wall on the rooftop, lonely facing the sky.

The excited host is analyzing who shot Sean again, and who Sean wants to deal with here?

But the excitement didn't last, and soon the C.I.A. applied for an injunction to prevent television from broadcasting the case again.

Although it was spread on the Internet, the video was also deleted from the whole network, and everyone could only discuss the situation at the time with text, and no one could post or video.

Huo Shaoheng took a long breath, turned off the TV and went to sleep.

He hadn't slept in days, and he had to catch up on it.

……

James didn't expect Huo Shaoheng to really do what he said and gave him a big gift.

Just two days after Sean's death, the C.I.A. promoted James to chief of the Asian Intelligence Division.

James was a very good man, and immediately promoted one of his most loyal subordinates to the deputy director, and the tension in the entire Asian Intelligence Division changed.

Sitting in the director's office where Sean once sit, James had extremely mixed feelings.

He thought expressionlessly, Huo Shaoheng does have the ability, but this ability is too big.

James secretly warned himself that it was better to be friends with this kind of person.

Be an enemy with him, do you touch your own weight, are you qualified to fight with others?

Even Sean was shot in the head by him unknowingly, can he James be younger and stronger than Sean? Can he be better than Sean's marksmanship?

Of course not, so what did he do to fight Huo Shaoheng?

Obviously, there are more benefits to be gained from working with him.

Besides, he has stepped into troubled waters, and James still played a little bit in Sean's death......

James took a deep breath and decided to go to No. 38 Scallop Bay, Long Island after work to leave a message, and after Sean's case was over, he would have an interview with Huo Shaoheng.

……

At six o'clock in the evening, the seaside on Long Island, New York, was steaming, humid and hot.

James walked all the way, the back of his dark suit was all drenched in sweat.

Standing in front of the small iron gate at the entrance of Scallop Bay No. 38, I heard the melodious sound of a violin coming from inside, and the leaves were slightly fluttering, which was cooler than other places, like a paradise.

James looked around before he rang the doorbell.

After a while, a Chinese woman in her forties came up and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Since James came to leave a message for Huo Shaoheng, he naturally had to show some sincerity, and he handed the middle-aged woman a letter, "Please give this letter to Mr. Gu." ”

This is the code word agreed between him and Huo Shaoheng.

The middle-aged woman shook her head, "Are you in the wrong place?" ”

James was stunned for a moment, but still insisted, "Is Miss Tan at home?" ”

Hearing the gentleman talk about their young lady, the middle-aged woman took the letter, "Then I'll ask." ”

Taking the letter into the house, she came to Tan Guiren's living room: "Miss, there is a gentleman outside who said that he wanted to give this letter to Mr. Gu." ”

Tan Guiren was playing the violin, and when he heard this, he put down the bowstring, frowned, and said, "Mr. Gu, you didn't tell him that the surname here is Tan, not Gu?"

"I said, he said you know......" The middle-aged woman hurriedly argued, saying that she did not take the letter in confusion.

Tan Guiren's heart moved, and immediately remembered what Huo Shaoheng said to her, hurriedly stood up, put the violin in the piano case, and said, "I remember, someone asked me to hand over a letter." ”

She took the letter from the middle-aged woman's hand, hurried downstairs, and came to the gate of the courtyard, where she saw a well-dressed middle-aged white man standing there smiling.

"May I ask who you are ......?" Tan Guiren asked curiously, "I will forward this letter to Mr. Gu, do you have anything else to say?"

He read the letter and understood. James relieved, bowed to Tan Guiren, and then turned to leave.

After he left, Tan Gui remembered that Huo Shaoheng didn't leave her any contact information.

She didn't even know how to inform him now.

Anxiously returning to the house with the letter, Tan Guiren wanted to call his parents in China and ask them if they had any contact information about Huo Shaoheng.

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