I immediately slowed myself down and slowly reached for the pistol I was carrying with my right hand. This guy is the target I'm waiting for, the third person, that's right.

The distance between the two of us was rapidly approaching, and the guy seemed to be stunned for a moment when he saw me and suddenly slowed down, but it was only so dull that he regained his speed and walked forward.

I didn't make a move in front of him, but after the guy walked past me, I stopped and pulled out my pistol. But to my surprise, the moment I pulled out my gun, this guy turned around and looked directly at me.

I immediately raised my hand to shoot, and almost at the same time as I fired, I noticed that the guy had a gun in his hand as well. But before he could aim at me, I pulled the trigger. I saw that the man staggered back directly and then hit the large garbage can on the side of the road, and fell down against the garbage can after a bang.

I quickly looked at both sides of the road after firing the shot, and it was early in the morning and no one was looking. Although the movement of this guy falling to the ground just now was a bit big, it shouldn't have alarmed anyone.

I quickly crossed the street while looking around, and when I came to this guy's side, he wasn't out of breath. To my surprise, he was still trying to get rid of the phone he had at hand.

I immediately walked over to the man and kicked his phone aside. Apparently this guy knew he was done, but he was calm and still thinking about reporting to the others. I think as long as he can make a call, it means that the police have been successful, because the person he contacts will feel strange and come back no matter how many times the phone rings, so I think the fool should realize that something is wrong.

The man didn't stop after I kicked the phone away, but reached for the pistol again. He didn't even look at me during the whole process, he just looked like he was seizing the last minute to do something more. Naturally, I wouldn't have given him that opportunity and fired two more shots at him. After confirming that he was dead, I quickly set him up and made my way to a space twenty meters away between the two buildings where the debris was stacked and the large dumpster was placed. I dragged the man in and threw him right behind the big dumpster and quickly fumbled around him. Soon I found his wallet, the keys and something. After attaching these things to my body, I quickly returned to the place where I had knocked over the guy, picked up his phone and pistol, and put both items on my body for the time being.

After looking up to make sure I hadn't alarmed anyone, I walked briskly in the direction I had come, the river. As I walked, I thought quickly about the next step I had to do, which was to kill the other two people left behind by Murphy Sr. Yes, that's them. Let's hope they haven't gone too fast and haven't gone too far from here.

I quickly walked past the door of 120, and when I came to the junction I turned my head to look in the direction they had walked out before. I saw several figures by the river. But for a moment it was impossible to determine if it was them.

I took out the gun and held it in my hand, although I succeeded in killing the third person just now, the process was not so good. I don't know why this guy suddenly realized the danger. Could it be that I appeared at the wrong time, so coincidentally appeared in front of his eyes at this point, and made him realize something? I wonder what he used to turn to look at me and draw his gun. I didn't have a chance to ask, but it was a wake-up call for me to know that things weren't going exactly the way I thought they would, that accidents might be the norm, and that I had to be vigilant and prepared to do so.

So I held the gun directly in my hand, and what I was thinking at the moment was that if the other party had a reaction similar to that of a third person after getting close to them, then I would quickly cut through the mess and solve the problem as quickly as possible, as for what happened in the end, whether I could kill Ullman or not could only depend on luck. Of course, this is only the worst-case scenario, and it is not the case at the moment. But it's always good to think about it in advance, and if a similar situation really arises, it won't be hesitant or even overwhelmed.

I picked up my speed slightly, and soon came to the bench where I had been lying before. When I got to the bench, I stopped, crouched down, and reached under the bench. My bag is still there, and although I haven't been gone for long, I'm still slightly relieved. I quickly pulled out my bag and looked back and forth, there was nothing behind me, and in the direction in which the target was heading, only one of the two people left behind by Murphy Sr. was now visible, and the other was not there.

What does that mean? Haven't you woken up yet? Should I wait for him? Otherwise, if you can't determine the whereabouts of this person, it will probably be bad.

No. Can't wait, it's already done, everything is cheap and fast. No matter where that person is, I'll have to keep up with them first, and the opportunity may arise at any time, and I'll have to take it. I think maybe the guy won't come here to join the third person, maybe he'll be waiting somewhere ahead. After all, Ullman's actions at the moment were in the direction of the hotel where they were staying.

Thinking of this, I immediately put my travel bag on my back, clenched the gun in my hand, and continued to walk towards them. But I didn't get far this time before I realized they seemed to have stopped. Because the guy who followed at the back did not move again, but leaned against the fence by the river and looked ahead of him, which was where Ullman was.

I immediately stopped and looked around the three of them, wondering why the old guy had stopped. You can't find someone to chat with so early, right? And I wanted to find the other guy in the middle of the two. I've got to find him, and as soon as possible.

So I went to a nearby bench, tucked my bag back under it, and walked over to the old fellows, only this time I put the gun back in my pants pocket.

As I approached Ullman, the man who was left behind by old Murphy looked at me first. This time the fellow seemed to be a little more cautious, and kept looking at me as he saw me approaching, as if he were saluting as if he were watching as if he were walking near Ullman.

I didn't look around, but I kept my eyes on the front and tried to walk as unhurriedly as I could. As I approached Ullman, the old fellow was walking towards the river and leaning on the fence to look at the river. The bodyguard next to him looked sideways at me, just like the guy before, as he did as he walked past them.

Gu Cha is right, don't be too slow, it's going to be over soon. This kind of moment has to be steady, and you can't write too casually, after all, you don't have a chance to justify yourself later. So it's going to be slower.

Other than that... Ask for fat!!!! Ask for fat!!!

(End of chapter)