Five big and three thick, powerful, muscular, and unreasonable, such a description is more like a stupid and confused murderer, or an incorrigible star.

A true professional killer, or professional agent, usually does not possess such traits. The less noticeable, the better cover.

If you look like a roe deer, crooked melons and cracked dates; Or with a fleshy face and a murderous aura, then it's best to expel the idea of being a killer or an agent from your mind as soon as possible.

It's not that you're ugly, but that a person's appearance is determined by the state of mind a person should have.

The teacher on the podium seldom exudes the ferocity of a pig killer or a meat seller; The senior white-collar workers who work in the company will not beg along the street no matter how down.

It's not your fault that you're too weird-looking, but if you want to be a killer or an agent with this image, you can't do it yourself.

Of course, you can be a thug and have a murderous addiction.

"Not absolutely." Shen Chen waved his hand and said with a smile: "I'll talk to you in detail in the future, let's dance!" ”

Wouldn't it be noticeable to come to a dance hall and not dance?

Soft music, soft lighting, and the band played a nostalgic slow dance step.

Very slow dance music, very slow dance steps, the dance partners need to be very close to each other. Many people look intoxicated, and their eyes seem to be open and closed.

At this time, there was a commotion at the door of the dance hall, and Shen Chen pinched Chu Jiao's hand, Nunu's mouth, and signaled her to pay attention.

The commander of the Sugihara squadron of the gendarmerie arrived, escorted by several fierce bodyguards, into the ballroom.

Sugihara wears a suit, his figure is already tall among the Japanese, his face is angular, and his walking demeanor exudes a military temperament.

Under the diligent guidance of the foreman, the group entered a dance seat shaped like a small box. Soon, a dancer named Dai Dai appeared, entered the dance seat, and talked and laughed with Sugihara.

recognized Dai Dai, and Shen Chen basically determined the goal.

In addition, those bodyguards had obvious Japanese characteristics, and even scolded two dancers in Japanese. Because they don't know what is going on, they want to get close to Dai Dai.

Shen Chen leaned into Chu Jiao's ear and whispered to her that the target had been chosen.

Chu Jiao's body was a little tense, and she was obviously nervous. But seeing Shen Chenyun's light appearance, he slowly relaxed again.

Slowly spinning around on the dance floor, Shen Chen looked for the right position and distance, as well as how to shoot in concealment.

Obviously, there was some trouble with the few bodyguards who were scattered around and standing close to each other. If you shoot at a target inside the dance seat, you don't have a good angle.

But for Shen Chen, this was only a slight increase in difficulty.

"See that mustachioed guy near the band's stage?" After Shen Chen finished observing, he felt that there was no need to waste any more time, so he approached Chu Jiao to remind him, and moved the dance steps in time to make her vision unobstructed.

"See." Chu Jiao responded in a low voice.

"Lean in." Shen Chen instructed briefly.

The two of them danced, closer to the edge of the dance floor, and closer to the bodyguard.

In fact, the ideal situation would be to shoot from behind, shoot through the sofa, and kill Sugihara who was sitting. If you are shot in the back, it is likely that someone will find out about it later, which will buy time for retreat.

But this is a realistic difficulty, and the backrest of the dance seat is relatively high, and Sugihara's position is difficult to judge. Moreover, there is no open space behind the dance seat, there are tables and sofas, and there are seated dancers, which is not very easy to approach.

Therefore, Shen Chen estimated the distance and angle and decided to shoot from the front. Then, he might take out the closest bodyguard again, clearing the way for retreat and possible obstacles.

Holding Chu Jiao around slowly, Shen Chen saw Sugihara and saw the dancing girl who was talking and laughing with him. His hand loosened from Chu Jiao's waist, reached into his arms, and touched the pistol with the silencer.

"Stop at the pillar with your back to the target." Shen Chen gave the final instructions.

Chu Jiao was a little nervous, but her dance steps were not chaotic, she stopped behind the pillar, and turned her direction slightly under Shen Chen's physical instructions.

It was already the edge of the dance floor, and a pillar blocked the view of the bodyguards.

Although the angle of the shot was not particularly positive, and there were dancers in the middle, there was only a distance of less than twenty meters, and Shen Chen was still very sure.

The gun was pulled out and hidden under Chu Jiao's arm on Shen Chen's shoulder. The two men were almost face to face, as if they were intimate, and as if they were whispering.

The dancers were moving slowly, and the time to flash out of the gap was short. Shen Chen raised his head slightly to observe, squinted his eyes, and finally pulled the board machine.

Pulling the trigger three times in quick succession fired three bullets in less than a second.

Chu Jiao heard the gunshot, too close, despite the silencer.

She didn't wait to look around to see if anyone was heard. As soon as Shen Chen put the gun away, he held it in his clothes, and with a movement of his feet, he turned Chu Jiao around.

Flashing over the pillar, Chu Jiao saw the bodyguard, his eyes were alert, his hands were on his waist, but he didn't find anything.

Chu Jiao looked up at Shen Chen's expression again, as if she had never done anything, and even had a faint smile.

Shen Chen didn't even take half a second to see if the target had been hit.

That's unnecessary, one plus one must equal two. He fired three shots, and the target must have fallen to the ground, and that's how simple it is.

Shen Chen let go of Chu Jiao, and although the music continued, he turned to the edge of the dance floor and stopped, which was not only in line with the rules, but also not noticed because he affected others.

Chu Jiao hesitated, took Shen Chen's arm, and walked out.

Dai Dai let out a puff of smoke, leaned forward, and flicked the ash in the ashtray before turning her head to continue talking and laughing with Sugihara.

In the midst of the music, Sugihara's voice stopped abruptly, and even a gurgling sound came out of his throat, but Dai Dai didn't hear it.

When Dai Dai turned her head, she saw something she could barely believe, and it was also a sight that she would never forget.

Sugihara's head was tilted over his shoulders, his dead fish-like eyes were still open, and his mouth was open, but he could no longer make a sound.

At first, Dai Dai didn't realize that Sugihara was dead. The lights weren't bright, and the blood that flowed out and the dark suits didn't stand out.

"Mr. Sugihara, Mr. Sugihara......" Dai Dai called twice, realized that something was wrong, and reached out and pushed Sugihara.

In a strange posture, Sugihara's body fell crookedly. In his mouth, a stream of blood flowed out, extremely thick, Dai Dai had never seen such thick blood......

A piercing scream rang out, just as the music was about to stop.

Not only was the sound split, but when the last long sound was raised, it resembled a screaming whistling, which was creepy to hear.