Chapter 258: The Death of the Fierce Tiger

The young man's face changed greatly, but he didn't dare to make a move immediately. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 Info pretended to be casual and glanced at his watch and quietly walked into the bathroom. When he closed the bathroom door, the young man's momentum changed drastically, and his originally elegant eyes became sharp and abnormal in an instant.

He knew that since there was a hint of a trap from China, his identity must have been exposed. Traps, not for yourself! It's for people who are about to come over for the joint. The young man's mind was in a hurry, and within a second, he had a plan to deal with it, and the window opened and jumped out of the window like a spirit ape.

"Bang-" The dull sound of gunfire was like a sudden thunder on a sunny day, and the young man trembled violently as soon as he stood firm. There was a burning pain in his chest. He knew he had been shot. But the young man's movements did not stop, and the pistol on his waist had been thrown out at the moment when his body fell.

"Bang-bang-bang" Two gunshots rang out, and the American agent who opened fire on the youth was killed by the youth before he could fire a second shot. After the young man finished shooting, his body rolled one after another along the inertia of falling to the ground. In an instant, he hid in the alley, and within a second, there were continuous gunshots, and bullets rained down on the spot where the young man landed.

In the United States, shootings happen from time to time, but that doesn't mean they're frequent. Most people can only see it on TV, on the news. What really happens around us is something that many people have never experienced. What's more, a place like Chinatown that gathers the largest number of Chinese people.

Shots rang out, and no one would remain indifferent. Both on the street and in the shops panicked. Pedestrians on the street screamed and rushed to the store, even though they didn't know where the shooting had taken place, but it was safer to hide in the storefront than to be on the street.

The American agents no longer hid after knowing that their plan had been discovered, and jumped out of their hidden positions one after another.

Mo Ziqi knew that it was going to be bad when he heard the gunshot, and quickly disappeared into the restaurant. Mo Ziqi's skills are naturally different from those of young people, and his figure flickered through the corridor, and he could only see a little afterimage at a fast speed. Any incredible place can become a point for Mo Ziqi to borrow strength, and he quickly passed through the feet of the two alleys but never landed on the ground.

The young man was also struggling to run through the alley, and the bullet holes in his chest were like a faucet opening the floodgates, constantly spilling blood. Blood dripped down the corners of his clothes, leaving countless clues along the way for those who were tracking. But he couldn't care about that.

In the United States, once his identity is revealed, there is no possibility of him escaping. He didn't run for his life to leave a glimmer of life for himself, the only purpose was the information hidden in his body.

Dozens of China's top intelligence officers lost their lives because of this, and he couldn't forget the instructions of those comrades-in-arms before they died, "Send out the intelligence, you must send it out!" "So he had to flee, and he had to hold out until the connectors came......

But reality hit him head-on again, and this alley turned out to be a dead end. Looking at the completely sealed wall in front of him, although the wall was only four meters high, the young man's eyes showed deep despair.

In the past, he could easily climb over such a wall with just one run-up, and the process did not take three seconds. However, the gunshot wound in the chest was like a pumping machine constantly draining his life. Faced with the wall, which was not worth mentioning in his eyes before, the young man could only lean against the wall and slowly take out a handkerchief from his arms.

Tearing open the shirt on his chest, the eye-catching was still bubbling with blood, and the young man crumpled the handkerchief into a ball and stuffed the handkerchief into the eye-catching eye like a duck. The severe pain not only did not make him weak, but was refreshed by the stimulation of the pain.

He knew that he didn't have much time left, and that he had left too much blood along the way, and it wouldn't take a minute for American agents to chase him here. Now that he is in a Jedi, there is no possibility of escaping and ascending to heaven.

"I don't know if the country will give me a martyr's posthumous title after I die?" Thinking of this, the young man couldn't help but smile bitterly. They are agents, silently fighting in dark corners. When he was alive, he only had a code name without a name, and when he died, he probably didn't even have a code name.

Footsteps rang out, and seven or eight plainclothes American agents were seen at the end of the field of vision. The young man struggled to raise the gun in his hand, but hung it down weakly. His hands could no longer control the violent tremors, let alone shoot and kill the enemy in such a situation, even if he pulled the trigger, he would not be able to do it.

"Codename Fierce Tiger, Huaxia Heaven-level agent! The ace who is only twenty-seven years old but has been in the industry for ten years has completed three S-class missions. Seriously, we really don't want to give up such talents. ā€

"I've won the prize, isn't it a great sense of accomplishment for you to block me here now? Why is it so far away, a little closer! Fierce Tiger smiled contemptuously.

"The twenty-seventh rule of the agent must not come within five meters of the Fierce Tiger, even if the Fierce Tiger does not have a gun in his hand. You can't even shoot a gun right now, but we can't guarantee that you'll be able to fire a throwing knife. Keeping this distance is good for me and for you. ā€

"I'm like this now...... What are you afraid of? Fierce Tiger pointed to his chest, the white handkerchief had been dyed bright red.

"You don't have to provoke us, we're not new to the industry. Any Huaxia heaven-level agent, we can't take it lightly, no matter what kind of life state he is in. The American agent on the other side said coldly without a trace of emotion.

"You don't come...... How do you catch me? The young man slowly straightened up against the wall, but the laborious and slow movement made the opposing agent tense his muscles and prepare for the attack.

"We have not received an order to capture you alive!" As he spoke, the agent slowly raised his hand, "Goodbye, my old rival!" ā€

"Bang-" The gunshots, after a brief silence, suddenly rang out, but it was only a harbinger of a raging storm. Gunshots rang out like firecrackers lit in a newly opened shop in Chinatown.

Liehu was stunned and looked at the scene in front of him with wide eyes. Seven or eight agents, seven or eight senior American agents. I didn't even have a chance to shoot, and I was shot in the forehead. But that's not the point, the point is, where did the bullets come from?

This is a Jedi, not only because there is nowhere to escape, but also because there is no room for rescue. Fierce Tigers are professional agents who can tell where to hide people and where to use as a firing point with just one glance. However, there are no conditions here.

Suddenly, Fierce Tiger's body shook violently and turned around in disbelief. Sure enough, ten new bullet holes appeared in the wall behind him. Someone fired ten shots in an instant through the wall, and those ten shots gave the eight ace agents in front of them a fatal blow.

Such an unpredictable killing method, not to mention the fierce tiger, is absolutely unthinkable even if it is a fantasy. At the moment when the ace agent on the opposite side fell to the ground, Mo Ziqi jumped on the wall with a light leap and naturally fell in front of the fierce tiger.

"I'm an edict, how are you?" The other party did not relax his vigilance because of Mo Ziqi's words, and gently put his right hand on his waist, "Password!" ā€

"There is no way out!" Mo Ziqi said lightly with a cold face.

"Another village!" Only then did Liehu relax his vigilance, slowly pulled out the handkerchief on his chest, and put his fingers into the bullet hole and stirred. The intense pain made Tie Hu's entire face turn snow-white, cold sweat was like rain, and his body trembled like an electric shock.

After a while, Fierce Tiger's body suddenly became weaker. Mo Ziqi hurriedly held him up, "Brother, how are you?" ā€

Liehu grabbed Mo Ziqi's hand and stuffed an SD card into his hand, "This is the life of dozens of brothers, take it away!" ā€

"I'll take you with me!" Mo Ziqi hung Fierce Tiger's hand on his shoulder.

"No...... I can't...... You go quickly...... They ...... quickly Will be chasing after you soon......"

As Liehu said, not soon, but already after him. The police car roared, and with Mo Ziqi's super perception and five senses, he had already judged that Chinatown had long been controlled by dense military forces, and with such a tight defense, not to mention that a person or a bird could not escape.

Mo Ziqi sighed softly and slowly put down the fierce tiger, if necessary, Mo Ziqi would not give up any of his comrades. However, Mo Ziqi finally gave up on Fierce Tiger.

He was dead, and by the time he said his last words and handed over his SD card, Fierce Tiger was already dead. The bullet hit him in the chest, and the fatal wound had already severely wounded his heart. If it weren't for his strong willpower, Fierce Tiger would have died a long time ago.

The breeze blew and seemed to carry away the soul of the fierce tiger. Hurried footsteps came, and a group of heavily armed American soldiers rushed in, but they could only see the corpses in one place and nothing else.

The tight blockade of the United States can be said to be airtight, but these blockades are nothing but nothing for Mo Ziqi. With telekinesis, it was easy for him to avoid the army's search.

While they were still searching for Mo Ziqi all over the city, he had already returned to Susan's villa in a hurry. Looking solemnly at the bloodstained SD card in his hand, Mo Ziqi finally gritted his teeth and stuffed it into the tactical watch transformed by the hammer.

The holographic projection was projected in mid-air, and Mo Yu's figure was clearly displayed on the screen. Judging from the picture, Mo Yu's physical condition is not bad. The only thing to worry about is whether the white room will cause him psychological damage.

"Mr. Mo, if you are willing to hand over the core technology of your Tengfei Group engine to us, we will arrange for you to return to China as soon as possible, how about it? This deal is a good deal for you. ā€

"Bastards, you guys are blackmailing, wishful thinking!"

"I'm sorry, I'm talking about the deal, we managed to get you out of the hands of the terrorists, isn't it reasonable to ask for a little payment? Know that you are not a citizen of the United States, and we are not obligated to save you......"

"I'm afraid you sent those terrorists, right?"

"It seems that Mr. Mo has a deep misunderstanding of me...... It doesn't matter, you have enough time to think about it, no one knows you're here anyway, and even if you know that no one in the whole world can get in here and rescue you! ā€

The picture stops from here, is this information transmitted back by dozens of top agents at the expense of just confirming Mo Yu's safety? Mo Ziqi's heart suddenly became extremely irritable. (To be continued.) )