From the loud ringing sound of the recording rod to the flashing lights and the bullets bursting through the window, almost at the same time, it is difficult for the most agile person to respond safely. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

This is determined by the limitations of human body functions.

A series of seemingly coincidental events led to a flawless surprise attack, and no one was able to dodge a metal sniper warhead that was faster than the speed of sound without shielding sight and hearing.

In addition to the sound engineer and cameraman, there is also a lighting engineer, a total of three people to form a superb assassination team.

It has been planned for a long time, just for this moment to allow the bullet from the top of the distant rooftop to successfully take the life of this Chinese businessman. Taking a life is the most serious crime, they don't care about Wen Qianyi's identity, they don't care about his morality, there is only the difference between life and death, only the difference between success and failure.

In their view, there is no possibility of failure, and with the defense of excellent multinational lawyers, they still have a great possibility of exoneration -

"Click......

There was a sound like the ice breaking.

Things took a different turn when the glare dimmed, the recorder fell silent, and the conference room was pulled out of the mess.

They had even planned to make rehearsed expressions of horror and screams, but no one saw the blood or the corpses lying in pools of blood, only the man still smiling......

and fragments of bullets floating not far from his temple.

"The cooperation is good, but the strength is a little worse."

A deep voice sounded slowly.

Jin Linya erupted into an uncontrollable scream, she covered her face, trembling all over, and she had not yet escaped from the series of sudden attacks.

Obviously, the adrenaline secreted in her body was enough to make her burst out with more power than a man at this time, but all she could do was show a panicked look and a "ah-" shout that stretched the tail note.

The soprano is pleasant, but the woman's screaming is noisy.

"I'm enjoying the feeling - Ms. Kim, please stop your screaming mouth, do you know that?"

Jin Linya subconsciously covered her mouth, and her favorite Ah Bao color lip gloss was extremely wastefully applied to the palm of her hand, which melted away under the immersion of sweat, and became an abstract and terrible work of art. "Hmm......" she struggled to keep her voice out.

But—

What happened a few seconds ago?

Shattered windows, messy floors, and levitating bullets clearly visible in the air. This is enough to show that the dangerous disasters that have erupted on the scene have been easily defused by some unexpected force.

This was an accident that the killers never expected.

They looked at each other, pretending not to understand Wen Qianyi's words, and they were extremely nervous, and they all said, "Uh, what's going on?" ”

"I don't know, I don't see anything."

As he spoke, the recording engineer looked down to pick up the special recording rod, but was pressed on by a boot, and when he raised his head, he met a pair of eyes as calm as the sea, but his illusion vaguely saw the hidden storm in his eyes.

Wen Qianyi's eyes lowered, stared at the recording engineer, and said softly: "I'll ask a stupid question first, as is customary: Who is your employer?" ”

"Yes, it's ...... SouthKorea Media," the recording engineer replied.

"I've heard that the benefits of media companies are not very good. They don't buy any social welfare insurance for an orphan's father, right? ”

"You...... What are you talking about? ”

"Listen to my questions! What do you care about most right now? ”

Wen Qian also suddenly shouted, and the sound suddenly burst out from the depths of his throat, and an invisible wave of qi swept across the entire conference room, and the tables, chairs, vases, and curtains trembled slightly under the surge of air!

He grabbed the sound engineer by the neck with one hand, lifted him up from the ground, and stared into the sound engineer's eyes, his voice sharp and clear and powerful: "a, ya, o, u, yi...... Oh, yes, and then what? ao、yao、yue、g…… It's k, it seems like there's still a few syllables left, is it m? Is it B? Or r? ”

The recording engineer tries to avoid Wen Qian's demonic eyes, but he finds that he can't do it!

Wen Qian also found the answer he wanted, casually threw the recording engineer to the ground a few meters away, smiled and said to himself, "Yekkkryue? Let me think about it, is it the Great Autumn Orphanage? ”

Jin Linya showed a strange look in her eyes.

When the name "Daqiu Orphanage" appeared in Wen Qianyi's mouth, the recording engineer could no longer maintain his disguise.

Even if his colleagues were right next to him, even if he knew the price of betrayal, even if he didn't even have conclusive evidence of meekness, he was rightfully broken just because he hit the weakest weakness in his heart.

With a plop, the small-eyed recorder, who was about thirty years old, fell to his knees.

"Ask for ...... Please forgive me......"

The cameraman was furious: "Chuncheng! He had almost guessed what the sound engineer was about to do, but he hadn't reached that desperate situation, and the assassinated targets didn't even have evidence to confront them, and they could have relied on the defense of their lawyers to pat their butts away from mainland Korea and go overseas to continue their chic.

But......

"I can tell you the secret of that bullet...... All, everything I know will tell you! The sound recordist's demeanor couldn't be more low, his nose pressed against the cold and dirty floor, and he choked up: "Please spare the ...... of the Great Autumn Orphanage"

Bang!

The gaffer didn't want him to continue. He made a reassuring face, and was about to tapped the recorder on the shoulder until he was halfway there, and he found himself frozen in the air, his muscles stiff like a rock.

Wen Qian also snorted heavily.

He didn't like to show off his manipulation, so he slowly walked up to the gaffer, pinched his right wrist, and then gently removed a ring, and under the reflection of the light, he could vaguely see the sharp metal thorn at one end of the ring.

The gaffer's eyes could not hide the strongest horror.

He found that the men in front of him seemed to know everything, and even the slightest mental activity in their hearts could not escape his control.

"I ......," the gaffer barely managed to squeeze half a word out of his throat.

Wen Qian smiled and shook his head, and then the thorny ring was put back into the gaffer's palm, helping him to bring his fingers together and form a strong fist.

Gentle movements, a kind smile like helping an old friend.

"It's game over." Wen Qian also suddenly lost interest.

As soon as the words fell, the door of the conference room was slammed open, and Park Jung-min rushed in with a Korean employee of the Planet Spirit Group, shouting, "Chairman Wen, what's going on—uh?" ”

Wen Qian also straightened his tie and said, "Inform the local police that this photographer is suspected of financial fraud and identity forgery." The other two are my old friends, take them to the hotel, oh yes, they may be a little unwell, just let the staff of Huaguo deal with it. ”

"What!?" Park Jung-min was stunned.

He saw three men with different expressions, all of whom had in common a motionless posture.

"Miss Jin, you went to the main hall of the press conference with me, and I'm really embarrassed that something like this happened." Wen Qian also held up a finger: "I will give you an extra chance to ask a question." ”

Jin Linya nodded sluggishly, she saw that the bullet slowly sand in the air, and it completely disappeared as soon as the wind blew.

If it weren't for the broken windows and her vivid memory, she would have thought she was dreaming.

It's like...... It's just dreaming.

(To be continued.) )