An extremely slight sound streaked across the night sky, followed by the sound of something falling to the ground, but it was drowned out by the surrounding cacophony and barely audible.

But Cao Yue still felt it keenly.

With Cao Yue's action of dodging with Zheng Han in his arms, not far away, a figure immediately flashed.

Two black shadows rushed towards Cao Yue at an extremely fast speed, and several other black shadows took him as the center and chased them sideways.

Two figures rushed towards him, one on the left and one on the right, both holding guns with silencers in their hands.

"SHIT," Behind the window of a hotel room about 1,500 meters away, a vague figure saw the situation through the scope of the sniper rifle in his hand, and burst into a foul mouth with hatred, and immediately packed up his things and prepared to evacuate.

The Barrett heavy sniper in his hand was quickly disassembled and packed into a suitcase.

In less than two minutes, he left the room with the light on.

This is the room on the fifth floor of the hotel, about 1,500 meters away from the Montparnasse Mansion that Cao Yue had just visited. There is no closer sniper position to choose from, and this hotel room about 1,500 meters from the entrance of the building is the best sniper spot nearby.

Such a distance is already the ultimate effective range of Barrett's heavy sniper, and the accuracy of hitting a bullet from this distance is greatly reduced. Originally, the gunner was sure to hit the target at this distance, but to his surprise, as soon as he pulled the trigger, the target reacted, and the opponent reacted while the bullet was flying. There were no accidents, and the shot that I thought was going to hit missed.

If you don't succeed in a hit, evacuate immediately, this is the highest criterion for snipers.

Therefore, after seeing the target holding a man and dodging one of his shots, the gunman did not intend to shoot again, but withdrew as soon as possible.

Instead of taking the elevator, he went downstairs through the fire staircase, and without passing through the lobby, he walked out of the hotel through a side door.

When I walked to the first floor, I could see him clearly under the light. This is a tall and handsome European man, and the two women who passed by with a very handsome appearance couldn't help but smile at him.

The man smiled back politely, but did not stop, but continued to walk away briskly with his suitcase.

But as soon as he reached the parking lot, he realized that something was wrong, and several dark shadows surrounded him at the same time.

Slightly stunned, he walked to his car, and his steps were very fast.

He smiled bitterly in his heart, but he still underestimated his opponent, and the people under the target person found out where he was hiding for the first time.

There were people coming from several directions, and from the movements of the black-clothed people who surrounded him, he could tell that these people were all masters.

From the movement of their hands, the men could feel that they would draw their guns at any moment.

There was no other option but to quickly hide in the car and drive away.

If the other party does not dare to shoot, or misses his car, then he has a chance to flee quickly.

But when he was still more than a meter away from the car, a small ball of fire suddenly appeared under his feet, and then a bullet jumped.

The man immediately stopped, dodged quickly, hid the car next to him, and pulled out a gun for self-defense.

Slight footsteps came from several directions, and the man knew that he was in trouble today. On many missions, there were many people who died under his sniper rifle, and there were also those who were lucky enough to escape, but whether it was a success or a miss, he was able to leave safely.

But he knew that today's mission was a complete failure.

There is still an essential difference between a miss and a failure, a miss is just that the mission is not completed, the target is not sniped, and if it fails, it may even be a life. It seems that today not only missed, but also may suffer a complete failure for the first time in life.

Of course, it will certainly be the last time.

The fear of death intensified as the sound of gentle footsteps came from far to near.

Moreover, from the speed and angle of the opponent's reaction and outflanking, he could feel that this was a group of very powerful gunmen, and it was not something he could handle at all.

His biggest weapon was the Barrett heavy sniper he was carrying, but now that the sniper rifle had been disassembled, there was no possibility of using it at all. Of course, even if the sniper rifle is not disassembled, in the underground parking lot, there is not much to play.

A bulky sniper rifle is far less useful than a pistol in such an open area.

"I hope there will be other people or vehicles," the man whispered, pinning his hopes for escape on others.

If someone else appears, or a car drives in, the person who wants to surround him must have scruples, as long as he finds even the slightest opportunity, he may escape.

Unfortunately, no one or a car came in.

It was already about ten o'clock in the evening, and there were very few cars and pedestrians at this point.

He was in despair.

A "bang" gunshot, the sound reverberated in the underground parking lot.

The sniper man, though patient, knew that if he continued to hide patiently, it wouldn't be long before multiple pistols were held against his head.

Therefore, in desperation, he took the initiative to attack, hoping to hit the other party.

At worst, it can also frighten the opponent and slow down the speed of the encirclement attack.

If the sound of the pistol shooting could attract the attention of the hotel security guard, intervening might also create an opportunity for him to escape, so he decisively chose to shoot actively.

But when he fired a bullet in the direction where the footsteps came, he suddenly felt a pain in his arm, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.

No sound was heard, and the man knew he had been hit by a gun with a silencer.

The other party's reaction speed was so fast, and in less than a second that he leaned in and shot and quickly ducked back to his hiding place, he accurately hit him, making him feel the fear of death in his heart again.

But he won't rest on his laurels, this is the pride of a good sniper, and he chose to fight to the death.

When the sound of soft footsteps was close, he picked up the gun that had fallen at his feet with his unwounded hand, and raised it again to fight back.

But before he could pull the trigger, he received a heavy blow to the head.

I only felt a heat that pierced through the other side of my head, but it didn't penetrate and stopped inside.

The head instantly felt a loss of pressure, and I only felt that the things that were originally contained in it were rapidly gushing out.

He tried to reach out to suppress what was gushing out, but his hand didn't have the strength to lift it.

Eventually, he fell to the ground with a thud, and his consciousness stopped.

(End of chapter)