"This million dollars is not so easy to get, sometimes, too much power is not a good thing, I have long said, you should choose a cautious plan, not a surprise, this must be a person with some strength, otherwise it will be worth 20 million dollars?" said the man.

But no voice answered.

Could it be that something happened to her? No, it can't be, how could it be found so accurately in such a short period of time.

But this man is quite decisive, the failure of the communication system may be one percent, and the ninety-nine percent probability is that the other party has an accident. No matter how disbelieving, this is the most reasonable judgment at the moment!

This shows that the target is in the woman's place!

At that moment, a gunshot rang out!

Coming from the other direction, also a sniper, this guy carries an infrared imager, which relies on temperature imaging, which is very suitable for seeing hidden people in the jungle. He should have spotted the target. Damn, I knew I would have brought one!

That $20 million must have been his!

Just when he was annoyed, a gunshot rang out again, and a hot trajectory of bullets shot out from the direction of the woman!

Suddenly, his heart jumped violently, could it be that this person is not dead? How is it possible? Suddenly, he no longer hesitated, directly aimed at the place where the bullet had just been shot, and then shot in succession, not indiscriminately, but looking for a few directions with the greatest probability of evasion.

The own is a silencer weapon, and it is almost difficult to judge the position, because the speed is not fast, and the bullet does not produce fire. It's equivalent to putting a dark gun, and the other party won't have a chance to fight back against him.

After a dozen shots in a row, he stopped.

The other party is not moving! Is it dead?

Haha, 20 million dollars, it's mine! I didn't expect it to be so easy, he put down the weapon in his hand quite comfortably, and then kissed the butt of the gun directly, this old partner always brings him good luck.

But he suddenly felt that something was wrong, there seemed to be some sound behind him, probably bugs or rats or something, but his professional consciousness still made him look back, and he was immediately stunned, a figure slowly walking in the dark, and there was a silver reflection in his hand.

"You..." he wanted to say how you found out, but before he could say anything, he felt a cut on his neck, and the whole person fell to the ground weakly, and in his last look, he only saw this person pick up his old buddy and leave.

After those outlaws found out that the person was gone, they still maintained a cautious state and watched around, because their meaning was to stay here, even if Zhou Ming was not dead, they would stay here.

Suddenly, there was a slight movement, a person leaning against a tree fell, with an interval of less than three seconds, and the other fell again, and by the time someone reacted, five had already fallen, and suddenly everyone understood, someone was putting a secret gun!

Didn't that guy have a gun? How could that be?

One by one, they began to look for cover, and in a few breaths, many people fell, but the rest also hid in the grass and behind the trees.

"What the hell is going on!, how come there are guns!" said three people hiding behind a large rock, one of whom spoke.

"The ghost only knows what's going on, this guy is too powerful, he wouldn't have come if he knew it, this is purely sending him to death" The other person had a retreat.

"Let's see how things go," the man in the middle asked.

"It's up to you to see for yourself" The person next to him naturally refused.

"I don't believe it, it's so dark, I'll take a look at it, can I die?" You people still say that you are not afraid of death, like a turtle" The person in the middle said a few words with disdain, and then raised his head to take a look.

He slowly stretched his head up and took a cautious look, it was quiet outside except for the corpses on the ground.

"I'll just say it's okay, you death-scared ghosts," he said with a sigh of relief.

But before he could finish speaking, a bloody arrow burst out from the back of his head, a hole in his forehead, and then fell straight down.

"Damn, it's too strong, it's not human, as long as we don't move, we should be fine," said one of the people next to him.

"Anyway, there are still a lot of people waiting to clean him up, let's just wait here honestly, anyway, there is money to take, 20 million US dollars, let others enjoy it" The other man spoke, and then pinched a piece of grass, put it in his mouth and chewed, passing the time.

But after a few minutes he heard some muffled sounds, and at first he thought he had misheard, but the more he looked closer, the more obvious it became, as if a man had fallen to the ground, but not violently, but gently.

And occasionally I will find some movement in the haystack, and it will make a few noises, but then it will disappear cleanly.

"You say, what's going on, it's always a little loud?" he whispered to the man next to him.

"I guess you're a woman who plays too much, and your ears are not good, what's the sound there?" replied the man next to him.

"Could it be that person coming?" the man said uneasily, a little cautiously.

"Fart, what is that guy doing here? He's not going to save people, he's here to kill us?" the man sneered.

Neither of them noticed that there was a person squatting silently on the stone. Hands slowly approached.

However, the two finally realized that something was wrong, and when they turned their heads, their pupils shrank sharply, but they never had a chance to speak again.

In the warehouse room, Liu Changfeng was still drinking tea, and the seventh uncle was still there, but the two masters of the inch fist went out. There was already a stove next to it, lit something unknown, and it smelled like sandalwood.

And in the middle is a pair of Go.

Liu Changfeng held on to a white child, and when he was about to go down, the door opened, and the big poisonous flower in the hunter killer came in.

"How's the situation" Liu Changfeng dropped the chess pieces and asked directly.

"The bait is normal, but I heard that the situation on the periphery is not good, and it seems that all the people are dead," said the big poison flower.

"Are they all dead?" Liu Changfeng frowned, even the seventh uncle didn't drop the chess pieces.

"It should be, there is no one alive, including those snipers, and none of them have reacted, it seems that this person still has two brushes" Da Poison Flower said, but she was not in a hurry at all, she was confident.

"As long as he comes, other things don't matter, the more he kills, the more correct my idea will be" Liu Changfeng looked at the chess game again.

"What do you mean by that?" asked Uncle Seven.

"What I was most worried about before was that this Zhou Ming didn't care about the life or death of these two baits, the more others killed, the more angry he was, and the more angry he was, the more he cared" Liu Changfeng had his own smile and strategized.