PS:The last chapter 100W has been changed.,Changed to 500W.,This should be a little reasonable.,I like this kind of person who finds out the BUG and puts forward opinions.,If it's not hemorrhoids # sores committed.,Must add more.。

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Jack is a professional killer, and he has no moral boundaries for his work ethic.

Whether it is an old and weak woman or a child or an idiot with intellectual disabilities, he can make a move, as long as the price offered by the employer is enough to make people happy.

He didn't dare to despise Weng Tingjun. The killer profession has his head pinned to his belt almost every day. Either the target was killed by him, or the target killed him, so he didn't dare to be careless.

Although he has his way of killing, and it is enjoyable to see his target be solved by his own shot by luck, but it is far less reckless than the reckless behavior after getting the money and indulging in songs.

So although Weng Tingjun's information on it is very ordinary, so ordinary that people can't help but think of one of the most famous words in Huaxia, "sling", yes, sling, but he did not disdain it but paid more attention to Weng Tingjun.

Look at You Feiran, who has gone to hell and danced, I can't wait to drive Maserati into the principal's office, and I can't wait to finish playing with the school flowers today and make an appointment to tie flowers tomorrow.

If you look at Weng Tingjun again, you can't hang the wire anymore.

Go to school honestly, attend classes in a proper manner, grow up healthy and healthy, and live a simple life, which is so ordinary that it is unbelievable.

Such a person is worth 500W?

Zhao Yanlun is SAPI?

Apparently not.

A person who is able to commit a crime or even climb from a mad dog to the upper circle of the pearl is SAPI? Please, don't tease me.

Then Jack naturally didn't dare to despise Weng Tingjun, and used the questions he threw to attract Weng Tingjun's attention and sight and secretly put the cold gun. Of course. It can't be denied that it was Jack's suspicion that he was trying to satisfy his sick psychology.

So Weng Tingjun died, and of the 33 bullets that Jack brought, there are now 22 left.

11 bullets are equivalent to 500W RMB, which is a very good deal.

Seeing the tragic condition of Weng Tingjun lying in a pool of blood, and after confirming that he was not breathing, Jack reached out and nodded his forehead, chin, and left and right cheeks and made a prayer gesture, his eyes sad.

In addition to being a killer, he also has a career ---- pastor.

By day he redeems sinners and perhaps redeems himself, and by night he transforms into Batman - oh no, as a demon.

"God will guide you ----- uh."

Jack was dumbfounded, looking at Weng Tingjun standing in front of him in disbelief.

At this time, the expression on Weng Tingjun's face was pale and terrifying, and his bloodshot eyes looked at Jack with viciousness.

Expressionless, Weng Ting took out a dagger and stabbed Jack in the abdomen one after another.

Jack's pupils widened and he looked at Weng Tingjun as if he were ghostly.

With each stab, Jack's face turned a little pale.

With each stab, the blood in Jack's abdomen sped up.

"I wonder why I'm alive, don't you?" Weng Tingjun grinned and said, "I did get shot." ”

As he spoke, Weng Tingjun raised his right arm, which was covered with devastation and blood.

Jack clutched his stomach, he wanted to reach for his pistol quickly, but Weng Tingjun was one step ahead of him, snatched the gun from his belt and kicked him away by the way.

Jack, who had lost his greatest support, fell to the ground clutching his stomach and convulsed, and he whirled around looking at the gray sky.

What's going on?

……

After doing this, Weng Tingjun sat on the ground and gasped for breath.

After relieving his strength a little, Weng Tingjun bit the pistol that was still a little warm, tore open his blood-stained white shirt and simply bandaged his injured right arm and buttocks.

Then limped to Jack.

"As a Chinese gentleman, I will fulfill countless wishes of the dead before killing, tell me what unfulfilled wishes you have."

Weng Tingjun held the gun for the first time, loaded the bullet for the first time, opened the safety for the first time, and pulled the trigger for the first time.

He just said that if he had a gun, he would definitely jump and shoot this gentleman with a single shot.

He did it.

A man can't be untrustworthy, he says what he says, and the horse is hard to chase.

Bang.

He fired more than one shot.

Four shots were fired in quick succession in Jack's arms and feet.

He didn't give the villain time and possibility to counterattack, he wanted to crush the enemy's luck and put an end to his own benevolence.

With each shot, the screams in Jack's throat weakened, and the sparkle in his eyes dimmed.

He couldn't understand why Weng Tingjun was still standing? He is confident in his marksmanship, and although he is not a top killer, he is usually well-trained and has succeeded in his opponents who are stronger than Ontingjun.

Why is Weng Tingjun okay?

He saw Weng Tingjun lying in a pool of blood and couldn't move, and he heard with his own ears that Weng Tingjun was breathless and completely breathless.

How could he be okay?

There was a hint of pleading in Jack's eyes, and his tone was extremely weak, "I think I want to know why you're still alive?" ”

"Aren't you dead?"

He knew that he didn't live long, his abdomen was hit hard and his body was in danger, and now Weng Tingjun fired four more shots, and the excessive blood loss made his whole body extremely confused.

The pain in the body is not as good as the pain in the heart......

He's not reconciled.

He was really unwilling.

When he released the cold gun, the muzzle of the gun shifted a few centimeters down with each shot, and behind the bushes was an abandoned earthen wall, and he had confirmed that there was no way back at all.

How did Weng Tingjun escape?

How did Weng Tingjun escape?

"I'm not a gentleman, but I'm a gentleman, and what I say will naturally be fulfilled." Weng Tingjun fired another shot, he had no fear in his heart, no fear, he was not the first time to kill, but it was the first time he killed as Weng Tingjun, he was very calm, but his right hand holding the gun was faintly trembling.

Because he doesn't know if You Feiran is now, when Zhao Yanlun, the mad dog, will send someone to South Korea to assassinate him, he must live, live to see these people die at his hands.

"You know that there are a lot of stray dogs in any country, right? There's a dog hole behind the earthen wall......"

"The muffled hum?"

Weng Tingjun was furious, jumped up and kicked Jack, and said viciously: "Of course I'm fucking #fucking shot, if I didn't drill fast, I would have been opened by you in the ass." ”

"One last wish, please fulfill me, kill me, kill me."

Jack didn't want to see Weng Tingjun's disdainful eyes, he regretted it in his heart, why didn't he shoot Weng Tingjun on the road? Why not shoot twice before praying?

How could he have fallen into the hands of an ordinary person?

He's Jack the Ripper!

He didn't despise Weng Tingjun either! Why? Who can sue me for why?

"Want to know why I'm standing and you're lying?"

If he could nod, Jack would definitely nod, but he didn't have any strength anymore, his eyelids weighed like a thousand pounds, and the sensation of his body slowly disappeared from consciousness.

He knew God was beckoning to him.

"Huh...... You didn't despise me, I didn't overestimate myself, and you took yourself too seriously. ”

A dead person, in Jack's eyes, he Weng Tingjun is a dead man, right? Weng Tingjun was angry and laughed.

When Jack asked himself questions and released the cold gun, his brain cells died thousands of times, and he held his breath and tensed his nerves to crawl forward. The bullet pierced through his arm, he gritted his teeth and endured it, he still moved forward, only to be blocked by a wall that blocked his desire to survive, and he was disheartened.

Just when he was disheartened, he found a dog hole.

The conscience of heaven and earth, Weng Tingjun really didn't expect to see a dog hole here.

Despite the humiliation and wolf, he did not hesitate to get in. And at this time, there was a sudden change, he was stuck, he was stuck.

God is a#, gave him the possibility of surviving in a desperate situation, and poured pee, and his heart was half cold.

The dog hole is so big, and although his body is thin, the dog hole is a dog drill thing after all. How can he get into it?

So, the bullet grazed his buttocks.

He couldn't help but snort.

He was desperate.

He heard Jack's footsteps.

He closed his eyes and smiled with relief, but when he thought of You Feiran, thought of Zhao Yanlun, thought of Akagi Gangxian, thought of Luo Yuhao, thought of Zhou Shuchen, thought of Jessica, thought of Tiara, thought of the unreported hatred, and thought of the friendship of these friends, he was furious.

He can't die.

He didn't want to die.

So he played dead.

Because he was in the same situation as Jack, and every day someone wanted him to die, he always had a dagger on his body.

Jack also thought he was dead, and at the moment of prayer, Weng Tingjun, who pretended to be dead, stood up and took out the dagger that had been prepared and stabbed Jack in the abdomen several times.

This outburst slowed down even the professional killer Jack's reaction by half a beat.

……

However, Jack was very rude, and without listening to his explanation, his head was crooked, his feet were kicked to death, and Weng Ting was not at ease, and fired several more shots in his head, and blood stained his cheeks red.

"Plop ......"

He fell to the ground in limp, spreading his thighs without grace and gasping for air.

Weng Tingjun's consciousness was getting weaker and weaker, but he bit his tongue and forced himself to wake up, tremblingly taking out the jade bracelet that Jessica had ruthlessly thrown out of his pocket.

Blood stained his sight red, and the jade bracelet red.