Jiulong immediately came to the window, only to see Cheng Hao rushing upstairs with people downstairs, and his momentum was fierce.

Kowloon sighed softly, looking like he had failed, and immediately ran to the toilet.

On the other end, Cheng Hao led people to tightly surround the elevator stairs, and someone was searching upwards, even outside the building.

It can be said that there are three floors inside and three floors outside, and if the sniper wants to escape from this building, he is afraid that he will have to put on his wings and fly out.

The crowd searched everywhere, even the women's toilet, and there was no sniper in sight.

"Get out of the way!"

Cheng Hao, who originally wanted to go upstairs, suddenly stopped, and his eyes fell on the cleaner, which could reach the garbage bag beside him.

"What's wrong, boss?"

Cheng Hao looked back at the first glance because he felt that this cleaner was not easy, the king was pushed and fell to the ground, but then Cheng Hao saw that something was wrong, and the cleaner's eyes changed from ordinary to frightened and then to dull.

If it's just an ordinary cleaner, there's no need to be afraid to see him, there is only one possibility, he is the gunman.

Whoever saw the person killed by a single shot actually stood up, and anyone who saw it would be surprised.

"What's in there?" Cheng Hao said, pointing to the garbage bag.

"Trash!"

Cheng Hao immediately made a color to the king beside him, and the king immediately understood and snatched the garbage bag.

At this moment, the cleaner suddenly pulled out a gun from his back.

"Don't move!"

Then, to everyone's surprise, the cleaner pointed his gun at his head.

"Bang!" the bullet burst out of his chamber and into his own head.

"Tom!"

"Alas!" Cheng Hao sighed, pointed to the garbage bag and said, "Disassemble, disassemble!"

The king immediately opened the garbage bag, only to see a sniper rifle hidden inside, and a string of English letters dark in the corner of the butt.

Cheng Hao suddenly felt a chill behind him, this string of English letters is the unique symbol of the group.

The group is a killer group on the list of killers, the group has a high asking price and high efficiency, and it is said that the error rate is less than 5%.

But the same organization also has a rule that anyone who does not complete the task must die, so the killer who generally fails to complete the task has two choices, kill the enemy, or kill himself.

However, judging from the appearance of the cleaner in front of him, he is definitely not the top killer in the group.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have shot Cheng Hao in the heart, real snipers are all headshots with one shot, ensuring that the enemy dies completely.

This guy is a one-star killer at best, has done a few missions, the price is average, and he can take on simple tasks.

It can be said that the killer found by Kowloon is basically not much different from what Huang Jingshan found back then.

"Dispose of the corpse!"

His heart is a little unsettled, although this time it is a low-level killer, but the organization has an unwritten rule, every time the assassination fails, they will send a high-level killer to assassinate for the second time, if the killer sent for the second time still fails, then they will also carry out a third assassination, and the killer will be upgraded by one level, until the third assassination fails, they will not stop assassinating.

Therefore, the success rate of Cheng Hao's assassination has always been high.

It seems that the day has come to close the net.

Cheng Hao also has to deal with the assassination of successive killers, which is absolutely fatal.

The footsteps were fast, and Cheng Hao immediately entered the basement.

"What about people!"

"Boss, something happened!"

"What's wrong?"

"All three snipers are dead!"

Cheng Hao didn't speak, pushed him away, and then saw the three big men on the ground, all of whose faces turned black.

"Corpse poison. ”

"Boss, what should I do?"

"Cremate the corpse, remember not to let this poison spread!" Cheng Hao sighed after saying it and left from the basement.

Everything is as usual in the hotel, the waiters are still busy, and the guests are pushing glasses and changing lamps, a lively scene.

But Cheng Hao's heart couldn't calm down, and after he pushed the door into the office, he immediately called the participants of this operation.

"Did you find anything?"

"Exactly the same tattoos were seen on the bodies of all four killers!"

"Is the body disposed of?"

"Cremation, have already found a way to disinfect with alcohol!"

"Hmm!" Cheng Hao nodded.

"No, brother, why are you upset?

Cheng Hao didn't speak, ripped off his clothes, took off the body armor, and there was still a sniper rifle bullet in his heart.

"They're happy for what? they killed three times, and we just dodged the first one!"

"What? What? Why are there so many ways?"

In fact, it's not just the rat head, everyone else doesn't understand this strange rule.

"Do the buyers still have to pay more? Can we stop them from trading again from Kowloon?"

"It's useless! It's impossible, the organization can carry out a second and third assassination, just to complete their success rate, and it has nothing to do with the buyer!"

"So, we're going to have to face two other killers?"

There was fear in the rat's eyes.

"Hmm!" Cheng Hao just nodded faintly.

"I'll wipe it, so what should I do?" the rat head looked at the room full of people, but no one spoke.

"The soldiers are coming, and the water is coming to cover the earth!"

"I think we still have to do something about it!"

"Break up and go to work!"

Everyone knew that Cheng Hao was preoccupied, so he didn't say anything, and left the office one after another.

In the end, Cheng Hao was the only one left in the office, leaning on the sofa, he lit a cigarette.

Everything that happened today was still in his mind, and the organization lingered in Cheng Hao's mind for a long time.

At the door of Hongchen KTV, Jiulong strode out of the door, started the car and drove away from Hongchen KTV, and at the same time Jiulong dialed Hua Niang's phone.

"Hey!"

"Failed!"

"How do you know? Are you kidding me?"

"I didn't fool you, I told you before! You'd better hire a high-level killer!

"Where the hell did I get so much money? Didn't I give it away twice for free!"

"No, but the Order doesn't seem to be going to let him go. ”

"Could he be an octopus?"

"Of course he's not an octopus! You know, there's no captain in the organization, and other killers can't deal with him at all! ”

"Then I understand, but the price offered by this Xiao organization is too high, and I will find a way. ”

Then there was a blind tone on the phone.

It's a disaster that can't be escaped.

Temporarily put everything down, immediately got up and went to the hall, and Cheng Hao continued to greet the guests.

"Mr. Liu, go slowly!"

"Mr. Wang will come again next time!"

"Eat and drink well!"

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the guests basically left the hotel.

Cheng Hao immediately called his brothers, and everyone gathered several tables, eating meat and drinking happily.

At ten o'clock in the evening, everyone was drunk, and it was a good time.

"Come on!" Cheng Hao stood up: "After this glass of wine, let's go home and sleep!"

"!" several tables of people raised their glasses.

After drinking this glass of wine together, everyone left.

"Hound dog!" Cheng Hao called the hound.

"Brother!" the hound stopped.

"Go back and release Seinfeld to me!" Cheng Hao scratched his head: "Remember to give him some medical expenses!"

"Understood!" Hound nodded, "I'm sure I'll do it for you!"

"Let's go!"

"Bye-bye!" the hound left the hotel first.

Then Cheng Hao took out his car from the garage and drove back to the Guan family villa.

One night was quiet, the next day the sun was shining and everything was business as usual.

Cheng Hao woke up early and drove to the group.

As soon as she sat on the sofa, Xiaoli took the initiative to bring Cheng Hao a cup of hot tea!

"Hmm!" Cheng Hao nodded.

"Brother Cheng, you drink, I'm going to get busy!"

"Go!" Cheng Hao waved his hand, and at the same time picked up the teacup and slowly tasted the tea. 166 Reading Network