Long Xiaoqi didn't close the bedroom door, he was the only one in the house, it didn't matter if the door was closed or not, and his failure to close the door created greater convenience for the assassins.

In the darkness, the Assassins were all one with the darkness, not even breathing.

Professional, very professional.

One foot stepped into Long Xiaoqi's bedroom, and the assassin clearly heard the sound of even breathing, and his eyes narrowed slightly as he determined Long Xiaoqi's specific location, and his steps became lighter and lighter, almost without any sound.

Long Xiaoqi's breathing still hadn't changed, and it was still evenly combined.

The assassin touched the bed, and the steel spike in his hand was slowly stretched out, lest it make a sound that would break the air and disturb the person on the bed.

The pupils of his squinted eyes flashed with excitement that he was about to succeed, and the last twenty centimeters of the stab were only twenty centimeters away from Long Xiaoqi's body.

A little closer, a little closer, and when it is ten centimeters, you can stab it fiercely, and let the king of the single soldiers lying on the bed be poisoned to death.

But at this moment, the assassin suddenly felt a fierce killing force attack.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a shot rang out, and a bullet rushed towards him, striking him in the shoulder.

"Poof!"

At close range, the bullet pierced his shoulder, blood gushed out, and the assassin involuntarily took two steps back under the penetrating force of the bullet.

"Smack!"

The lights turned on, and Long Xiaoqi sat on the bed with a pistol in his hand, looking at the assassin with a smile.

"Is it fun?" Long Xiaoqi said with a smile: "Do you know that when a person is really asleep, his breathing can never be absolutely even? Hehehe, the assassination kung fu is still not at home, and it still needs a lot of experience. ”

Hearing this, the assassin's eyes shone with a fierce light, and he immediately pounced.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

Three shots in succession, all of them hit the opponent's body, and blood splattered everywhere.

And the three shots made the assassin lie down on the ground, losing the ability to continue fighting.

"Generally speaking, assassins can't kill me, many people know that I am the king of individual soldiers, but how many people know that I am also the king of assassins? Hahaha......" Long Xiaoqi laughed, got out of bed and sat on the sofa, crossed Erlang's legs and said to the assassin, "Who sent you?" Silver Fox: yes? Unfortunately, your abilities are so poor, and when you walked into the house, I was already aware of the danger. Play Assassination, you're still tender! ”

The assassination failed, but the assassin with four bullets in his body had a painful face, but his eyes were fixed on Long Xiaoqi.

"I shot you four times, and none of them were critical, so you won't die for a while. As long as you tell me who sent you to kill me, I may let you go, I am a more talented person, I ......"

"Uh......"

With a muffled snort, black blood flowed from the corners of the assassin's mouth, his head tilted, and the luster of life in his eyes disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The assassination failed, and he immediately committed suicide by taking poison, leaving Xiao Zhan with no chance.

"It's a pity, a very good Assassin, it's a pity."

Long Xiaoqi casually threw the pistol on the table, shook his head and sighed regretfully.

Find a killer to kill him, this should be the masterpiece of the silver fox, the other party knows that as long as he kills himself, everything will come to an end perfectly.

However, he wondered why Silver Fox would send such an assassin to kill him instead of sending a super soldier.

It stands to reason that the strongest warrior in the hands of the Silver Fox is a super soldier, and his killer organization Pollock is a terrifying organization for ordinary people, but for a small number of people, this killer organization is nothing at all.

Pollock, not even the mafia, let alone the underground killer organization.

It's just that before Long Xiaoqi could figure out the key links in this, many people poured into his house, and the whole family was the person around him who was responsible for protecting him.

It was the sound of gunfire, and in the middle of the night, he heard the sound of gunfire, which woke everyone up.

"Uncle, are you alright?"

"Uncle, are you okay?"

“……”

Most of them are old men, but there are also a few young people and middle-aged people, some of them are barefoot, some are wearing pajamas, and some are even running in only shorts.

Each of them had a gun in his hand, there were rifles, there were shotguns, there were submachine guns, and there were pistols of various models.

After all, they are loyal to Dong Lao, and it is Dong Lao's son-in-law who lives here, that is, their uncle.

Protecting the safety of the people in this house is the mission of the people around them.

"Out of the way, I'm fine, any of you know this assassin?" Long Xiaoqi asked, pointing at the assassin on the ground.

At this point, the Assassin's face turned completely black, and he was poisoned with a poison that could kill a person in a matter of seconds.

After death, the poison continues to flow and export to the blood vessels throughout the body, thus changing the color of the entire person's skin, which looks horrible and miserable.

"I haven't seen it."

"I haven't seen it."

"Uncle, we haven't seen this person."

“……”

Long Xiaoqi nodded, he hadn't seen it either.

Assassins, after all, live in the shadows, and when they start assassinating people, they are assassins, and when they don't do assassination, they are more normal than normal people.

Generally speaking, each Assassin has an identity under the sun, and lives a normal life every day.

It is only when they are on a mission that the Assassin becomes a different person.

"There may be snipers, protect your aunt!"

A group of people immediately surrounded Long Xiaoqi in the middle, and pointed their guns at the surrounding windows to prevent the sudden possible precision sniping.

"Don't be nervous, there are no snipers, all sniper positions are normal." Long Xiaoqi lit a cigarette, took a puff and said, "If there really is a sniper, I would have found out a long time ago." ”

Wherever the house could have been a sniper point, there were people watching.

Even if no one is staring, with Long Xiaoqi's sense of smell as an assassin, he can detect abnormalities at any time.

Without the cooperation of the assassins, there was only this one killer.

The level of this killer is very good, but it has not yet reached the level of being able to kill Long Xiaoqi, which means that the killer who executes the Silver Fox's orders is really not very good, at least he can't kill him Long Xiaoqi.

His strength, Silver Fox should know.

What exactly does it mean to send this killer when you know it?

"Who's in charge of monitoring tonight?" Long Xiaoqi asked.

"Uncle, it is Henry and Werther who are in charge of monitoring tonight, Henry is my son, and Werther is the son of old Werther. These are two young men, perhaps...... There was an oversight. An old man said with a face full of shame: "Uncle, please rest assured, I will definitely take care of this matter, I-old Werther, what are you going to do?" Uncle be careful, avoid! ”

Old Henry suddenly let out a loud roar, and his pupils contracted violently into the most dangerous pinpoint shape.

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