This house is Sun Deguang's old house, in the first and twenties, Sun Deguang lived in this house, when the catastrophe was only a few decades later, the economy of Lingnan Province was still in the recovery stage, Sun Deguang was not willing to suffer poverty in the countryside, so he smuggled to Hong Kong Island, after decades of hard work, there is the current foundation.

People sometimes experience more things, the less courageous, the more things they have, the more afraid of losing, the white-haired Sun Deguang is sitting on a chair at this time to load a bullet into a magazine, one after another, the yellow, orange and orange bullets are as cold as ice.

When Sun Deguang was working Hong Kong Island, he never left the gun, and now, he has not fired a gun for many years, the last time he shot was a few years ago in front of his son to kill a bodyguard, and now he holds the gun in his hand again, he only has a sense of heaviness and strangeness, since he escaped from the detention center, he is very uneasy.

At a certain moment, a crow landed on the tree opposite the small building, Sun Deguang frowned, most of the businessmen on Hong Kong Island are very superstitious, Sun Deguang is no exception, he said to his son: "Yaozu, open the window." ”

"Yes, Dad." Sun Yaozu respectfully went over, opened the window, Sun Deguang unhurriedly screwed on the silencer, and then pulled the trigger on the crow, but perhaps because of the rustiness of not shooting for many years, this shot missed, the crow just flew up and jumped a few times, and fell back to the original tree, and the dark eyes seemed to be looking at him and smiling.

Somehow, seeing the crow's eyes, Sun Deguang's hand suddenly trembled, and there was an inexplicable chill behind him, legend has it that the crow could feel the death breath emitted by the dying person, flew over and waited for the person to die, and then ate the carrion of the dead.

Sun Deguang closed his eyes, his hands kept shaking, "Yaozu, pack up your things and get out of here." ”

"What's wrong Dad?"

"Leave!" Sun Deguang's voice suddenly became stern.

Sun Yaozu was taken aback, "Yes, yes!" ”

said that it was to pack things, but in fact, there was nothing to pack, just more than 200,000 Hong Kong dollars, some food, and some weapons.

This time, Sun Deguang only brought four of his closest bodyguards with him, and other than that, he only had his son.

"Drive."

"Where to go? Boss. The bodyguard asked.

"All the way north." Sun Deguang said.

"Yes."

In order to seek safety, Sun Deguang and his son took two cars, Sun Deguang in front and Sun Yaozu in the back, and they will separate at the next intersection.

The two cars quickly drove out of the village, the car drove through the mountains, on the winding mountain road, the wilderness road in the countryside was very few pedestrians, the road was thin and long, there was only one lane, not even asphalt paved, but cheap cement, this kind of small road and big trucks could not walk, the cement road was broken in a few strokes, and the road was too narrow, even if the small cars met head-on, they had to slow down to stagger through.

"Let's separate at the next intersection." Sun Deguang said, "Meet in Nanhu City first. ”

"Okay, boss." The voice of a bodyguard was heard in the communication in the car.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden loud "boom" in front, and the bodyguard slammed on the brakes, and Sun Deguang's heart almost jumped out in an instant, "What's going on!?" ”

"A big rock rolled down the hill and blocked the way."

Sun Deguang's cold sweat immediately broke out, "Fall back immediately!" Turn around and drive back! ”

…… At this time, Zhou Jian, wearing a black trench coat, was standing on a raised rock on the edge of the cliff, holding an anti-tank sniper rifle in his arms, which was a large part of the body of the gun longer than Zhou Jian's height, and the muzzle was equipped with a thick flame suppressor and a brake to reduce recoil. The magazine was wider than a person's face, and there were only five bullets in it, each of which was the length of the sole of most of Chengren's feet.

Seeing the scene under the mountain, the corners of Zhou Jian's mouth curled, he put on ear protection, kicked the butt of the sniper rifle with his right foot, and the whole gun seemed to rotate and fell into Zhou Jian's hand, raising the gun, aiming, the long and thick black barrel was like the sword of judgment of the gods!

Zhou Jian doesn't know much about using the scope of a sniper rifle, but this is not a problem, there is an accurate increase in the shadow of death, and the scope is only an auxiliary thing. This shot is aimed at the fuel tank of the car behind and pulls the trigger!

What bulletproof iron sheets, what bulletproof fibers, in front of such large-caliber anti-tank sniper rifles are all clouds of shredded paper, with the "boom! A gunshot like a grenade explosion, and a tungsten alloy armor-piercing burst burst out at four times the speed of sound!

Sun Deguang, who had already been shrouded in death, was still saying "turn around" into the intercom, but at this time, the car that his son was riding in behind him suddenly exploded, and the violent explosion sound was deafening through the bulletproof glass, Sun Deguang's arched body suddenly froze, and he looked at the raging flames in the rearview mirror in disbelief.

Sun Deguang turned his head tremblingly, and behind him, the bulletproof car had turned into a fireball, and in it sat his only remaining son, who was also the only bloodline of the Sun family.

"No...... Don't ......" Sun Deguang pushed the car door in despair, his old face twitching constantly.

"Boss, you can't go out!" The bodyguard shouted anxiously, but Sun Deguang seemed to be deaf, ignoring the bodyguard's dissuasion, and staggered out, in fact, he already understood that his surname was over, the mysterious bounty hunter, he finally came.

Zhou Jian had already aimed the sniper rifle at the vehicle Sun Deguang was sitting in, but when he saw Sun Deguang push the car door, he changed his mind, his hand flipped, and the sniper rifle was included in the inventory.

"Smack!" With a bang, Zhou Jian supported the ground with one hand and landed steadily in a half-squatting position, because the impact was too violent, and the cement skin of the roadbed was cracked when stepped on.

When Sun Deguang heard the voice, he turned his head to look at Zhou Jian blankly, and after seeing his face clearly, Sun Deguang laughed nervously, "It turns out ...... If you walk a lot at night, you will always bump into ghosts. ”

Zhou Jian stood up, at the same time, the sound of pulling the bolt sounded behind him, and the two bodyguards quickly rushed out of the bulletproof car, aiming at Zhou Jian with the mp5 in their hands, this kind of light submachine gun is really no threat to Zhou Jian, even if he is shot a few times, it is just a loss of some health.

The two bodyguards are like facing the enemy, and reason tells them that they have "controlled the situation", but somehow in the face of that back, they feel a great pressure, what the hell is this guy thinking, even if you are very good, but with your back to the muzzle, what can you do?

Seeing that the boss still looked resigned, a bodyguard didn't believe in evil, and finally pulled the trigger of the mp5, but at the moment when the muzzle of the gun spewed out a tongue of fire, the man in black in his field of vision suddenly disappeared, which ...... This is...... Before he could react to what was going on, the next moment, he only felt a chill in his neck, and a short black knife pierced his throat from behind.

The bodyguard looked at the black blade sticking out of his throat in disbelief, and his body fell limply, and he didn't understand why the man suddenly appeared behind him.

The other bodyguard, on the other hand, was completely stunned, and he witnessed the whole process from the sidelines, and the man in black suddenly disappeared, teleported behind his companion, and then killed him with a single sword.

Teleport? Is there anyone in this world who can teleport? Is it a ghost?

At this time, he had lost his courage and confidence when he looked at the death in front of him, a sense of fear and powerlessness came to his heart, he wanted to reach out and pull the trigger, but the figure appeared in front of him like a ghost, and then he couldn't believe that the submachine gun in his hand was split in half, then his arm holding the gun, his body, until he flew up, he didn't realize what happened, the man in black stabbed him and the gun in half!

This...... Is it the power that humans can have...... It was his last thought, and as blood spurted out, his consciousness vanished.

After Sun Deguang witnessed all this, he sighed dejectedly: "It turns out that ...... I'm still underestimating you. ”

He shook his head with a wry smile, "Wealth is in danger, I came to Hong Kong Island when I was twenty years old, every time my wealth skyrocketed, I fought with my life, and I have won countless times, this time I finally kicked the iron plate, I really can't help it, are you the heir of the ancient martial arts family?" Miss Chu is blessed, with your escort in the future, presumably the Yuntai company will be steaming. ”

He silently took out his pistol, which was not very good, but he had followed him for many years with the Type 54 antique pistol, and when he was reloading one bullet at a time this morning, he did not realize that the bullets were actually refilled for himself. "Can you give me a chance to kill myself?"

Zhou Jian was silent, Sun Deguang had been waiting, and at a certain moment, Zhou Jian suddenly came to Sun Deguang in a flash, the shadow assassination was swung out, blood spurted, and a cold voice sounded, "You are not qualified to ......"

This is the end of the killing, as easy as killing chickens and dogs, the next thing is to clean up the battlefield, although I know that the US FBI is basically impossible to find here, but in order to prevent accidents, such as the Lan family happened to be mixed with American agents or something, Zhou Jian still carefully cleaned up the traces that may have been left by this battle, such as the traces of anti-tank sniper rifles, such as the mp5 that was cut by the shadow assassination.

The bodies on the ground were piled up in bulletproof vehicles, and then a grenade was sent to them for cremation. Zhou Jian then moved away from the big rocks that stood in the way, and finally kicked both cars into the canyon.

Looking at the wreckage of the car still burning under the mountain, Zhou Jian smiled bitterly, killing is always the easiest and most direct way to solve the problem.

He shook his head, jumped off the cliff in his trench coat, and his black figure disappeared into the vast canyon like a swooping harrier eagle......

(To be continued)