On the rooftop of XX Convenience Hotel, an Asian man wearing a black peaked cap on his head, a dark gray softshell, ACU digital camouflage pants, and a pair of full-finger tactical gloves on his hands leaned against the cement guardrail of the roof.

In his hand he is holding an AS50 anti-materiel sniper rifle, which is known as one of the most sophisticated weapons in the world today. More than an hour ago, he used the anti-materiel sniper rifle equipped with armor-piercing shells in his hand to penetrate the engine of the ambulance escorting Mo Sanpao on medical parole, creating a chance for Mo Sanpao to escape.

"It was discovered." The Asian man muttered in Chinese in a round tone, and the corners of his mouth hooked upward, "The new B group of the Longyin army seems to be not bad!" ”

Although Li Yifeng found out about his position, the Asian man did not feel any unhappiness in his heart, but was faintly excited. Without the slightest hesitation, he directly disassembled the AS50 anti-materiel sniper rifle in his hand, put it into a tennis bag on the ground, and quickly left the roof through the fire staircase.

Now that his location has been discovered, there will definitely be people from the military who will surround this building in a few minutes, so he must leave as soon as possible!

The Asian man with a tennis bag on his shoulder lowered the cap on his head, walked out of the hotel hall quickly, crossed the road and blended in with the flow of people, took off the black cap on his head, and threw it into the bamboo basket behind an old man who was scavenging.

From the pocket of the soft shell of his upper body, he took out a wolf-brown velvet hat and put it on his head, and then put on the black ultra sunglasses hanging on the zipper on his chest, and disappeared into the crowd. Less than two minutes after the Asian man left, a squad of heavily armed soldiers surrounded the convenience hotel.

The Asian man with a tennis bag looked behind him, and after making sure that he was not being followed, he slowly walked into the underground parking garage of a hypermarket. At the very end of the parking lot, I found a black Chevrolet Jingcheng with a City A license plate, opened the back door, and sat in.

The Asian man just got into the car, wearing a white suit in the back seat, with a thin body, the cheekbones on his face are clearly visible, the top of his head is sparse, and the skin on his face is pitted and has a fight on the surface of the moon. ”

"I've been discovered, so I have to retreat." The spicy smell of the cigar made the Asian man frown.

Chen Mazi looked at the Asian man with a somewhat stunned face, "You are gone, what should Mo Sanpao do?" ”

"The special forces have appeared, and Mo Sanpao can't run away this time." The Asian man replied in a flat tone.

"Then the sales network I want is gone?!" Chen Mazi's expression became a little excited.

The Asian man nodded.

Chen Mazi grabbed the Asian man's clothes and shouted at him in a low voice, "Then you go back now, save Mo Sanpao for me, I must get the sales network in his hands!" ”

"Go back and save him?" The Asian man glanced at Chen Mazi with disdain, broke his hand on his clothes, and sneered: "Who are you and me?" Invulnerable Superman? I'm going to fight the whole team of special forces alone, you're in a bad brain, right?! Chen Mazi, don't have too much appetite, be careful if you eat too much, you will die! ”

"But you've already taken my money!" Chen Mazi took off the cigar in his mouth and pressed it on the leather seat, and suddenly there was a smell of burnt leather in the carriage.

"I did take your money, but I only said that I would do my best, and I never promised that I would definitely help you rescue Mo Sanpao!" The expression on the Asian man's face was still calm.

"You ......"

Chen Mazi pointed at the Asian man with his finger, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and his teeth crunched, and said to him: "Then you give me back the money you received!" ”

"I'm sorry, the money in my hands will not be returned!" The Asian man straightened his clothes, picked up the tennis bag on the ground, pushed the door open and prepared to leave.

"That's the way you 'Hydra' do things?!" Seeing that the Asian man not only did not help him get things done, but also embezzled his own commission, Chen Mazi suddenly became angry.

"I don't know what kind of style the other people in 'Hydra' do."

The Asian man retracted the foot that had stepped out, closed the car door again, took off the sunglasses hanging on his face, put them to his mouth and sighed, and then carefully wiped them with his sleeve, "But that's how I do things with Tiger Shark." ”

"Then you're looking for death!" A fierce light flashed in Chen Mazi's eyes.

As soon as Chen Mazi's words fell, sitting in the driver's seat, the bodyguard in a black suit took out the Black Star pistol he had inserted in his waist. However, before he could raise his gun to aim, the Asian man had already taken the lead, and with a flip of his palm, a dagger about five inches long slipped into his hand, and with a wave of his hand, the dagger went straight into the bodyguard's neck. The angry bodyguard tilted his head and collapsed on the steering wheel of the car.

"You ......"

Seeing the Asian man suddenly kill his bodyguard, Chen Mazi was suddenly shocked and was about to question, but the Asian man used a P226 with a silencer on the muzzle of the gun against his chin, and said in a cold tone: "Chen Mazi, I hate others threatening me the most in my life!" ”

Chen Mazi, who realized that his life was seriously threatened, immediately panicked, and said to the Asian man with a panicked expression: "I have something to say, don't you want money?" No problem, I don't want the money I paid you. ”

The Asian man looked at Chen Mazi's eyes, as cold as a 10,000-year-old glacier, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked upward, "Chen Mazi, there are two things I hate the most in my life, one is that others threaten me, and the other is a drug dealer." Unfortunately, you have both. ”

In Chen Mazi's frightened eyes, the Asian man pulled the trigger of the P226 pistol in his hand. There was a muffled pop, and the bullet entered Chen Mazi's jaw and flew out through his skull, leaving a bullet hole in the roof of the car. Affected by the suffix of the warhead, a skull the size of a cup was lifted off, and red-white "paste" splashed on the roof of the car.

The Asian man picked up the bullet casings on the ground and put them in his pocket, inserting the pistol back into the holster behind his waist. Picking up the tennis bag containing the AS50 anti-materiel sniper rifle, he stepped out of the car.

After pulling the dagger from the bodyguard's neck, he pulled the dagger open the passenger door, wiped the blood off his clothes, and retracted the scabbard tied to his right forearm.

"I accidentally helped you solve Chen Mazi, in fact, I still have a sense of justice." The Asian man smiled at the corners of his mouth, put on his sunglasses, slung his tennis bag over his shoulder, and walked out of the underground parking garage of the hypermarket.