Late at night, outside an apartment in London, the street lights were dim, the drizzle was drizzling, the wet ground was shining with lights, the street was full of cars, the police cars on patrol at night passed by with blue police lights flashing from time to time, and a man in a trench coat hurriedly walked in the wind, came to the side of the road and opened the door of a car and sat in.

"Did it go well?" Alexander, in the driver's seat, asked, he did not follow him to Portsmouth today, but stayed in London on a mission, and he was the one who used a laser pointer to pretend to be a sight outside the hotel, and he was the one who followed Thomas to his apartment.

Sitting in the car was Liu Ziguang, who had changed into a clean trench coat, and the set of clothes stained with blood and gunpowder had been thrown into the Thames.

"It didn't go well, the crow died." He said expressionlessly.

Alexander was silent for a moment: "I'm sad. ”

"Don't be upset, get down to business, is Mr. Darby still upstairs?" Liu Ziguang took his hand out of the pocket of his trench coat and checked the six-round nest of the 357 caliber revolver.

"Yes, he never came down, and was still talking by the window an hour ago." Alexander also took out his pistol and checked it and screwed on the silencer.

The two got out of the car, paid attention to the surrounding situation, and confirmed that there was no danger, then went upstairs, went straight to the top floor, came to the rooftop, and then climbed down the drainage pipe, Thomas's house was on the top floor, and it was the safest way to break in through the windowsill.

It was still raining, the clothes of the two people were wet, the exterior wall of the building with mosaics was very smooth, Liu Ziguang quietly landed on the balcony of Thomas's apartment, and saw Mr. Thomas in a nightgown with his back to him, sitting on the sofa with a cordless phone talking to someone.

Alexander jumped down as well, and the two took out shoe covers and wrapped them around their leather shoes, and gently pushed open the floor-to-ceiling windows.

A cold wind poured in, and just as Thomas finished the phone call, he was about to get up and close the window, when he saw two unfamiliar faces, and the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at his head.

Thomas involuntarily raised his hand, a lot of things happened today, first he was hired to monitor Bobby's black wounds, and then Bobby was kidnapped, and the mafia all over London was dispatched, and a fierce shootout started in the field of the Hamp group, and it is said that many people died, and almost even the Royal Special Air Service Brigade was dispatched.

The strong combat power shown by the other party made Thomas very frightened, and he did not dare to go back to his usual place, but took refuge in another residence, but he was still being watched.

"Gentlemen, listen to me, this matter has nothing to do with me." Thomas explained in vain, knowing that the two men were not robbers, because thieves don't wear rubber gloves or shoe covers, and they don't carry a pistol with a silencer.

"Give me a reason not to kill you, Thomas. Mr. Darby. Liu Ziguang said and sat down on the sofa. Alexander, on the other hand, quickly checked the bedroom, bathroom, and kitchen and found no one else there.

"Let's have a whiskey." Thomas pretended to be calm, picked up the wine bottle on the table and poured two glasses of wine, he is a lawyer, has been exposed to some murder criminal cases, understands the importance of solving clues, if these two people must kill themselves, then at least let them leave clues.

Thomas's careful thinking was immediately seen through by Liu Ziguang, but he still took the wine glass and took a sip, and said, "Good wine, Mr. Darby should also have a little." ”

"No, thank you." Thomas licked his lips and said that he noticed that the other guy looked like a Russian, and his cold expression made him very uneasy.

"There's a cell in hell for people like you who don't drink good wine." Liu Ziguang pinched the wine glass and said critically.

"Okay, I'll drink." Thomas poured himself a glass and invited the Russian to drink again, but Alexander remained as cold as an iceberg and kept his gun on Thomas's head.

"To tell you the truth, Thomas, I don't mind calling you, I'm here to kill you today, but for the sake of your hospitality, I want to give you a chance, if you tell me everything you know, I'll let you live, this condition is fair." Liu Ziguang got straight to the point and put forward his own requirements.

Thomas is not Thorpe's hardcore descendant, just a like-minded collaborator, he pretended to ponder for a while and agreed, and began to talk eloquently, telling everything he knew, of course, there was a lot of fake news mixed in, and he knew by being a lawyer that half-truths were more bluffing.

"Thanks, Thomas." Liu Ziguang turned off the mp3 in his hand, picked up the wine glass he had just drunk and wiped it, and waved his hand at Alexander: "It's your turn." ”

Alexander stepped forward and lifted Thomas up and pressed him to the couch, picked up a cushion and covered his head, Thomas was frightened by his actions, and shouted hysterically: "You lied to me, didn't you say you wouldn't kill me?" ”

"I'm sorry, I changed my mind." Liu Ziguang nodded, Alexander pulled the trigger, and with a muffled sound, Thomas kicked his legs and stopped moving, and the dark red blood gradually soaked the sofa.

After confirming Thomas's death, the two returned the same way, avoiding the ubiquitous cameras as much as possible along the way, and returned downstairs to drive the car away.

"Where to go?" After the killing, Alexander was visibly in a much better mood.

"Airport, I booked a plane ticket to New York for the night." Liu Ziguang said.

"Kill Thorpe, great!" Alexander knew that Liu Ziguang had just asked Thorpe's address in New York, and this vigorous and resolute style of work made him feel very happy.

"Yes, this person must be dealt with, otherwise we will have a lot of trouble, stop ahead." Liu Ziguang replied.

Alexander stopped at the side of the Chelsea River embankment, and Liu Ziguang picked up two pistols wrapped in black plastic tape and threw them far into the Thames.

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Liu Ziguang is holding a Hong Kong passport, which already has a US visa, Alexander is holding a Swedish passport, the two pretended not to know each other, one after the other through the security gate, from London to New York Although it is a transoceanic flight, it is an extremely popular route, many business people often fly this line, so the two did not carry any luggage The situation has not attracted the attention of others.

After an eight-hour flight, the two finally arrived at Newark Airport, where there are three airports, the famous JFK International Airport in Queens, LaGuardia Airport is a domestic airport, and Newark Airport is located in New Jersey, 25 kilometers from Manhattan.

It was already dawn when they landed, and the passengers adjusted the time of their watches, and as the bustling flow of people passed through the security check, Liu Ziguang and Alexander still pretended to be strangers and passed through the customs respectively, they did not carry any contraband, and their passports were also legal, and they were not from unstable areas in the Middle East, so they cleared the station smoothly.

Since Thorpe lived on Long Island, they had to take a taxi to their destination, and the two asked for a yellow Cadillac taxi with New York characteristics to drive to the center of Long Island, and the driver chattered along the way to introduce the great America to the guests, and they listened to it interestingly, asking about something of interest from time to time.

According to the taxi driver, they settled in a small Jewish-run hotel in Brooklyn, which has the advantage of not registering passports, and illegal immigrants from Eastern Europe and South Asia like to live here.

The faded wallpaper, the cramped room, the occasional sirens outside, and the bewitching women holding men back and forth in the corridor all made Liu Ziguang and Alexander dumbfounded.

This is New York, this is America.

The first thing to do is to scout the terrain and buy a gun, according to Thomas's confession, Thorpe lives in Brooklyn, and will stay in New York recently, and buying a gun in New York is really a simple matter, the two walked into a gun shop, only to see that the counter, the shelves, and the wall are all all kinds of guns, automatic pistols, revolvers, bullets of various calibers, and propellants and cartridge casings for customers to reload themselves, primers are all sold, but the most sold and cheapest are all kinds of long guns.

In the United States, it is cheaper and more convenient to buy a long gun than to buy a pistol, because it is often the hunters, shooting sports enthusiasts, and good people who live in the suburbs who simply love guns and shoot, and the people who buy pistols are different, from good people who want to defend themselves to bad guys.

Of course, you can't buy fully automatic weapons in gun shops, and guns with oversized magazines are also restricted, and if you want to buy that kind of mass killing weapon, you have to go to a special black market.

The gun shop was empty and there were no customers, the boss sat on the recliner behind the counter and looked at the pipe and read the newspaper, when he noticed that an Asian walked into the store, he didn't even raise his head, East Asian countries often have strict gun control, many people have never touched a gun in their lives, and finally come to the United States once always want to go to the gun shop to have a look, and take two photos by the way.

Liu Ziguang is very good at hiding his aura, but Alexander's unscrupulous domineering aura overflows, as soon as he comes in, he attracts the attention of the boss, and quickly drops the newspaper and stands up to greet him, because he smells a strong bandit aura from Alexander, and the Russian gangsters in the area have this kind of aura.

The boss diligently introduced them to a variety of pistols, focusing on the introduction of compact Colt M1911 government version of the pistol and GL9 automatic pistol, Cole features four or five caliber bullets with strong lethality, even if you wear body armor can be knocked down with one shot, as for GL, you don't need a reason, everyone loves it.

Seeing that the two of them were unmoved, the boss hurriedly picked up another exquisite pistol and said: "Swiss Sig P226, first-class workmanship, fair price, the bosses of several nearby districts have used it recently." ”

But the two foreigners were still expressionless, and the Asian walked to the corner of the counter, pointed to the gray cardboard box inside with his hand and said, "How do you sell this?" ”

The boss knows that it is an M1911 copycat pistol imported from China, the brand is not very loud, the workmanship is average, the only advantage is that it can use the mainstream four- or five-inch caliber bullets in the United States, and the price is extremely low.

"Oh sir, you are really a knowledgeable person, this is a weapon from distant China, the Northern Card, have you heard?" The boss took out the inconspicuous cardboard box and put it on the counter, took out another box of bullets and said, "One hundred and ninety-nine dollars, the attachment is two magazines, and another box of bullets." ”

"Okay, two, and buy four more magazines and two boxes." Liu Ziguang took out his wallet and took out a stack of US dollars and threw it over, and the boss saw that there was still a lot of cash in it, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

These two men are not policemen, it can be concluded that they are not ordinary gangsters, this can be seen from their accents and dress, and the choice to buy the cheapest but fierce pistol can only show one point, they are going to do a vote to throw away the pistol, plus they have a lot of cash on their bodies, the identity of the two is almost out of the blue, that is, the semi-professional killer who has just received an advance payment to buy work supplies. "Sir, do you need anything else, I have some powerful fierce goods here, I believe you will be interested." The boss said with a wink.

"yes, I'm interested." Liu Ziguang replied.

The boss picked up the remote control and pressed it, the roller shutter door slowly lowered, and he pushed open the shelves to reveal the unique hole inside, rows of submachine guns and automatic rifles hanging on the wall, all of which were fully automatic firearms prohibited by law.

"No number, no files, no sales records at all, of course, the price is a little expensive, and it has to be paid in cash, but it's great value for money, agree with me, two gentlemen." The boss said smugly.

"Good, I want that." Alexander, who had not spoken, pointed to M249 in the corner.

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