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The sound of someone's footsteps, in the distance.

Fu Ziyu slowly crawled forward, desperately trying to reach her hand.

She lay motionless.

Great grief covered his heart like a tidal wave.

It was he who was wrong, they were wrong. I thought that I could do what I could plan, and I could fly away without causing any trouble to the people around me.

But in exchange, the corpse is in two places, and the yin and yang are forever separated.

Finally, he touched her finger and held it tightly.

Nothing separates us anymore, little girl.

He lay on his back on the ground, panting slightly, and closed his eyes.

Jin Yan, the old enemy has arrived.

Treasured.

――

Bo Jinyan walked into the warehouse, and as far as the eye could see, it was very empty.

It was supposed to be an abandoned warehouse with a bare ceiling and a few incandescent lamps hanging from it. There were also several huge machine parts, hanging in mid-air. From a distance, it looks like many bloated steel giants, silently snooping.

Bo Jinyan held the gun in both hands, lowered his body, and slowly approached. Lights shone in from all directions, weaving together into a calming white color. The buttons of his suit were unbuttoned, revealing a white shirt. His eyes were clear and sharp, and he raised his eyes and lowered his eyes, silent.

He noticed that on the second floor, there was a circle of corridors. There are many pillars, and there are no figures. And beside him, on the ground on the first floor, there are stacked shelves of high and low, and if people walk through them, they will hide and hide, and they will appear and disappear from time to time.

He mentally calculates the angles and positions of corridors, mid-air parts, columns, and shelves.

He looked up at the lighted rooms behind the corridor on the second floor.

He tightened his grip on his gun.

――

The man took a sip of wine and felt hot all over his body.

He put down the wonderful fiery Volga and laughed stupidly.

Because he heard the door of the warehouse open.

Oh, prey...... Here it comes.

to their bowls.

The man counted down in his heart: 60, 59, 58, 57......

Leave enough time for Bo Jinyan to enter the sniper matrix.

Then the man picked up his gun, picked up the binoculars, and through the crack in the window, he saw a corner of the black suit, looming in the matrix.

He smiled with satisfaction.

The man remembered the bet he had made with his companions.

"I'll let the simonking be covered in holes, wounded but not dead, and come out of the matrix. I'll give it to you again. ”

The companions laughed maniacally.

simonking。 This is the name they gave to Bo Jinyan. Maybe outlaws like them call him that.

Because he caught the flower ogre. He even caught and killed Xie Han.

But...... They weren't afraid of him.

No matter how good Simonking is, it's just a professor of criminal psychology. They came in secrecy, across the ocean.

They do not commit crimes and do not leave him any evidence of behavioral analysis.

They came directly to kill him.

They caught his closest lovers, and friends.

They will torture him unto death.

Thinking of this, the man was captured by another wave of excited orgasms. Although he drank wine, the man's skills were as fast as lightning, comparable to that of a special soldier, holding a gun, lying low, making a sharp turn, and his body had reached the first sniper port in the corridor on the second floor like a snake - behind a column, he lowered his head and looked coldly, aiming at the corner of the suit in the matrix.

Where is the first shot?

Just hit the back.

Scold......

"Sneer-" muffled the sound of bullets breaking through the air, piercing through the suit with precision and hitting the ground.

The man was stunned.

Wrong.

To grab is to turn around. But it was too late.

A cold pistol had been pressed against the back of his head.

The man cursed in a low voice, "Shit! ”

Bo Jin Yan, who was only wearing a shirt, stood behind him, his face as cold as ice.

"Lose the gun!" Bo Jinyan ordered.

The man's eyes rolled and he lost them, and slowly, trying to turn around, asked with a smile, "Simonking, how did you find me?" ”

"Calculate."

The man was stunned: "What do you calculate?" ”

"Best sniper angle."

“…… shit！ ”

As he cursed this, the man's palm moved, wanting to grab the gun.

No one can snatch a gun, but he can outperform a gunman. Because they tend to be determined, tactful, and not afraid of death.

However, Bo Jinyan is an exception.

He's not a master of guns. But at the moment when the man just moved slightly, he seemed to have insight into all the intentions of the other party, and with a "bang", he shot first.

The man's eyes widened and he cursed the third sentence of the day, "shit!" He didn't expect, never expected, that a scholar, a person who can only analyze theories, can be so ruthless.

The man was in great pain, in terrible pain! Bo Jinyan hit him in the right chest, which made him completely unable to resist, and he smiled, smiling painfully and heartily, and his body slowly slipped and fell next to the railing.

There was a crisp "click", and a pair of handcuffs were already handcuffed to the railing. When the man raised his head, he saw Bo Jinyan's contemptuous and sneering face: "I hit your lung, if you can be rescued soon, there is still a chance to live." Goodbye. After speaking, Bo Jinyan kicked his sniper rifle away, turned around and walked to the end of the stairs, his body limped and disappeared.

The man leaned back in place, gasping for air.

The smile on his face slowly faded.

Simonking, he thought, might not be what they thought.

didn't even ask him where Fu Ziyu was. Because when asked, they can take the initiative.

He didn't kill him, but he didn't let him live either, but let him stay on the brink of life and death. Hang him firmly here.

Hunter...... In turn, they are hunted and toyed with by their prey.

The man had a terrible thought.

They may be mistaken.

They may not really be able to kill the simonking.

――

Walking through this warehouse, there is a door in front of you.

Bo Jinyan carried the gun and gently pushed it away.

He already knew that this journey was only afraid of hardships and treacherousness.

However, isn't the duel with the most evil one a dance on the tip of a knife?

In front of me, there was an empty house.

There are no doors and no windows.

There is only one curtain with floating light and shadow. Someone will project, hit in front of him.

Handwritten English, full edition.

And behind this scene, there is a wall. There is a rotary combination lock on the wall, and the correct code needs to be entered to open the door to pass.

Password, there is only one bit. That is, 0-9.

Bo Jinyan stood here, as if he was standing in a dream. However, his feeling at the moment was more real than ever. Because he already knows exactly who his opponent is and what he wants to get.

However, those who tried to plunder from him never succeeded. For example, Tommy, such as Xie Han.

He looked up and watched the curtain intently.