Chapter 570: Mr. Killer

Throwing knives is currently a compulsory subject for special forces in various countries.

This skill is known for its practicality and great lethality. Ideal for infiltration, and assassination. Under normal circumstances, a good special soldier can accurately control a flying knife, while a higher level of military institutions such as the National Security Bureau and the Special Ninth Bureau require soldiers to be able to control the accuracy of at least two throwing knives.

As a former member of the overseas elite group, Qin Jun can control up to three flying knives, and if there are more of them, the accuracy will naturally decrease.

However, in this kind of assassination situation, he couldn't throw three and then throw one, and the interval between them was enough for the last bodyguard to sound a warning sound. So Qin Jun had no choice but to block it, but he didn't expect it to succeed.

Qin Jun closed the door lightly and walked in, squatting down to take back the four specially made stainless steel flying knives. These four flying knives were originally placed in the suitcase, and when Qin Jun saw them, he couldn't put them down, and this time he just borrowed them. It is also said to have been written by Dr. Wei, with a paper-thin blade that is willow-shaped and about 25 centimeters long. Although the blade is not large, it still has a lot of weight in the hand, so that the flying knife will not lose its accuracy because it is too light during the throwing process.

Wipe the blood stains off the flying knives, Qin Jun took the four flying knives to the special storage place on the combat uniform. Although these four flying knives were extremely sharp, Qin Jun could clearly feel that since he was hit by the Scarlet Church's biological bomb last time and picked up a life, re-practicing the "Bathing Snow Gathering Qi Technique" had not only improved a lot compared to before, but even his arm strength, eyesight, and hearing had also significantly improved.

After another turn on the first floor, Qin Jun quietly slipped into another room, solved the four sleeping bodyguards in the same way, and then walked out leisurely, closed the door, and quietly went up the stairs to the second floor.

On the second floor of his villa, Rehato was a high-ranking officer of the Condor, and as soon as you go up the stairs, you can see a two-meter-high picture of the Condor, with a medieval European knight's armor placed on each side of the picture.

On the second floor, there is a large open-air balcony, so the interior area is not large, only two or three rooms. Walking around the corridor on the second floor, Qin Jun found that except for one room, there was movement, and the other rooms were empty.

It seems that the owner of this villa should be in this room.

Quietly walking to the door of the room, Qin Jun heard a heavy panting sound of a man coming from inside, accompanied by a woman's coquettish voice. Qin Jun sneered, quietly opened the door and slowly slipped in.

There was no light in the room, but the moonlight could see through the window.

In bed were a man and a woman, both of whom seemed to be very young. Qin Jun had read Rehato's information, including his family's information, the young woman on the bed was Rehato's seventh wife, but the young man was obviously not Rehato himself.

A man and a woman on the bed hugged each other tightly, their clothes were almost faded, only the last fig leaf remained, the two kept intertwining, tearing their bodies, it seemed that a hearty mechanical movement was about to come, perhaps the two were too engaged, and they didn't realize that there was a grim reaper standing next to them.

Syllable!

Suddenly, a strong light banishes the darkness from the room.

A man and a woman on the bed were startled, and the two hurriedly pulled up the quilt to wrap their bodies. looked at Qin Jun standing at the door in a panic.

Qin Jun closed the door unhurriedly, lit a cigarette indifferently, and then found the nearest sofa and sat on it.

After turning on the light, Qin Jun could clearly see that the young man on the bed had a good appearance, and he also had a strong and durable muscle that attracted women. In this way, this should be the concubine of Rehato's wife.

The young man spoke Indonesian at Qin Jun for a long time, but Qin Jun couldn't understand half of it.

The man seemed a little annoyed, and a fierce look suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he reached under the pillow. There was a self-defense pistol there.

Call!

The young man was about to touch the pistol and kill Qin Jun at the door. At this time, he found that the other party's right hand suddenly raised violently, and the sound of breaking through the air came with a roar. Before he could react, his neck suddenly felt cold, and then he felt as if something was rushing out of his neck and spraying far away. He tried to open his mouth to scream, but to his horror, he couldn't make a sound, and all he could hear was the "snort" sound of the things coming out of his neck.

The young man fell from the bed to the ground, blood splattered all over the white sheets and splashed on the woman's face.

The woman was about to scream, but was hit on the head by the cold barrel of a gun.

"Wow, quack." The woman's whole body trembled, and her mouth spoke incoherent Indonesian.

Qin Jun shook his head, signaling that the language was incomprehensible.

The woman hesitated for a moment, wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, and then said in English, "You are not a member of the Condor?" ”

Indonesia was a colony of a large European and American country for hundreds of years, and it was not until after World War II that it declared independence. Therefore, there are not a few people in the aristocratic circle of Indonesia who can speak English.

"Oh! If you know English, it's a lot easier. Qin Jun said in English: "It doesn't matter if I'm a member of the Condor Regiment or not. The important thing is where are the people of Rehato? ”

"You don't know where Rehato is? It seems that you really are not from the Condor. The woman seemed relieved.

"Less nonsense! Answer my question. Qin Jun said in a deep voice.

"The answer to your question is simple. But, after answering, will you let me go? The woman blinked her eyes and looked at Qin Jun in front of her seriously, her face no longer had the fear she had before.

"Do you think you're qualified to negotiate terms with me?" Qin Jun smiled coldly.

From the other party's words and tone of voice, Qin Jun could feel that the other party didn't seem to be an ordinary woman. Under the bright light, Qin Jun noticed that the woman in front of him who was wrapped in a quilt still had a bit of a posture.

He has long, wavy chestnut hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, yellowish skin, and the aromatic smell of a certain spice. In particular, the upper body still has a pair of smooth fragrant shoulders, and the other parts are all wrapped in a bloodstained quilt, which looks like a strange sense of charm.

"Humans, like animals, have many instincts. For example, we talk about seeking pleasure, and then we talk about survival. Do you think I'm right? Mr. Killer, allow me to call you that, if I'm not mistaken, the eight most expensive bodyguards in Jakarta downstairs have all been quietly killed by you. ”

The woman said this, and there was an incomprehensible smile on her face.