It was already dark, and Sith got out of the tram and walked into the hotel. Today he had found a very good spot on that big oak tree in Fairmont Park. There is a large fork near two-thirds of the height of the tree, just enough to sit comfortably. And he also carefully removed some of the branches and leaves that blocked his view, so he got a good shooting point. It's just that the distance from this position is a little farther away, and according to the results of the Sith through multi-point observation and then using trigonometric functions, it is about 1,000 and 20 meters away from the target. However, even at such a distance, this 0.50 caliber sniper rifle still has enough accuracy and lethality. Moreover, shooting from this distance, it will take more than two seconds for the gunfire to turn to the target area, and he still has plenty of time to see the result of the shot, and then make up for it.

Thinking so, Sith stepped into the elevator. He had just entered the elevator, and the waiter at the service desk immediately picked up the phone placed next to him and quickly dialed a number: "Hello, I'm the fourteenth waiter, do you need something at night?" ”

The elevator stopped on the fifth floor, and Sith stepped out of the elevator and walked all the way to the door of his rented room. He raised his eyes and noticed that when he went out in the morning, a strand of hair that was carefully tucked by the door was missing.

"Someone came into my room!" The Sith jerked to the side as he pulled an automatic pistol from his belt. He didn't enter the door, and walked straight to the laundry room over there. He's probably exposed, it's dangerous, and if he enters the room now, he'll probably get sprayed in the face with a shotgun.

You can't take the elevator or the stairs now, those people must have been waiting there. Sith knew that there was a sewer pipe in the laundry room, and he could slide down it and run away quickly.

Sith looked left and right, then pulled a grenade out of his pocket, pulled out the safe, and quickly fastened the ring to the doorknob with a thin string, making it into a makeshift mine. As soon as the person inside twists the doorknob, it will trigger. After doing all this carefully, the Sith walked quickly and silently in the direction of the laundry room.

Gang members Tom and Ron were now waiting for him in his room, just as Sith had reckoned. Tom carries a submachine gun, while Rohm carries a shotgun. They were given an order to bring the tenant who lived here to Nero, who was to ask him something.

Just a few seconds earlier, they had received a call from the front desk, and the code word on the phone meant that the target had come up through the elevator. The two men immediately got ready and turned on the safety of the gun. After a while, they heard footsteps all the way to the door. Then the footsteps stopped, but the door didn't open as they thought, and the two men waited a little longer to find that there was no sound outside.

"Something went wrong, and it was discovered." Both men thought so. Röm glanced at Tom, Tom nodded, raised his submachine gun at the door, and Röm reached from the side, handed the shotgun to his left hand, and then reached out with his right hand, grabbed the doorknob, and twisted it slightly. The doorknob seemed to be stuck in something, so much so that Röhm couldn't pull the door open all of a sudden.

"Damn, he bolted the door with something outside." Röm shouted, pulling hard at the same time, and the door was pulled open, and at the same time, something fell to the ground with a bang. Röm looked down and felt that the blood all over his body had congealed, it was a smoking grenade.

With a "boom", the grenade exploded, and Rom, who didn't have time to dodge, was directly blown up and flew up, at such a distance, let a defensive grenade blow up like this, there is basically no need for treatment.

Even Tom, who was still four or five meters away from the door and half of the door from the grenade, was knocked to the ground by the explosion wave, and it took a long time to barely get up. By this time, several people had already rushed over with submachine guns and shotguns.

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By the time the explosion sounded, the Sith had already climbed more than two floors down the sewer pipe, and when he heard the explosion, he sped up again. At this time, he saw a head emerge from the window of the laundry room above.

The Sith immediately raised his pistol and fired a shot at the man, and the man's head shrank and the bullet flew away. Then the Sith saw a submachine gun come out of the window.

The Sith knew that in such an environment, shooting a pistol and a submachine gun at each other would be like looking for death. He is now unobstructed and inconvenient to move, while the other party has strong firepower and natural shelter. Therefore, any idea of staying in this position and shooting at the other party is the idea of looking for death, although it is still more than two stories above the ground, but now it is no longer possible to climb slowly along the pipe. So the Sith jumped off the pipe with a sudden swoop.

As soon as he landed, the Sith took advantage of the momentum of his fall and made a roll to the side. Almost at the same time, a string of bullets hit him. After a roll, the Sith didn't even have time to look up at the guy who was shooting at him, and with another fish jump, he jumped directly into a nearby alley.

Now, the walls of the alley blocked the range of the submachine gun, and the Sith was safe for the time being. But the Sith knew that he was still far from getting out of danger, and he had to run away, because the other party would surely catch up soon. So Sith looked left and right, and ran along the alley.

Just as he was about to run out of the alley, several policemen armed with guns suddenly appeared at the intersection in front of him. The Sith immediately turned around and ran, and the policemen did not hesitate to shoot while chasing after the Sith.

At this time, a door next to it suddenly opened, and an old lady walked out. The Sith immediately lunged at her, wrapped his arm around the old woman's neck from behind, and put the pistol in his hand against the old woman's head.

"I have a hostage, you take it and get out of the way!" Sith carefully pinned the old lady to the front, hiding his vital point behind the old woman, and shouted at several policemen.

Several policemen raised their guns at the Sith, but did not dare to shoot.

"Immediately lay down your arms and surrender!" Several policemen shouted. But the police also know that such shouts are basically useless. No guy would have let go of the hostages and surrendered at this point.

At this time, the guys in civilian clothes, armed with submachine guns and shotguns, also chased after them. The Sith thought that maybe this was some plainclothes policeman.

The plainclothes stopped, and the policemen shouted again to release the hostages and raise their hands in surrender or something.

"Put down the gun, or I'll kill the hostages!" The Sith shouted as well.

"You want to kill the hostages?" A guy in civilian clothes laughed, then he raised the shotgun in his hand and fired a shot with a "bang".

Sith felt the old lady's body in his hand jerk hard, and then he saw the old woman's head tilted, and her whole body hung on his arm.

"Boy, listen! Your hostages have been killed by us. Throw up your hands and surrender now! The plainclothes shouted in a mocking tone.

Sith let go of his hand and let the old lady slip to the ground, and he saw that the old woman's eyes were wide open and his face was full of horror. He looked at the eight or nine guns around him, and he knew that he could not resist anymore, so he sighed and threw the gun in his hand on the ground.

Several guns were pointed at the Sith, and then two policemen came up, twisted the Sith's hands behind his back, and handcuffed him again.

"Mr. Silva, are you guys hunting him?" The policeman who looked like the leader of the team asked the man in civilian clothes who had just shot and killed the old lady with a flattering smile on his face.

"Yes, Nero wants us to catch him. This guy is very slippery, and if it weren't for you, he almost let them run. Speaking of which, we really want to thank you. If he had been allowed to escape, I wouldn't have known how I would have to go back and explain to Nero. Later, when you are free, I invite you to go and be merry. The plainclothes man replied.

"Mr. Silva, you're so kind." The policeman's eyes narrowed into a slit when he smiled, "Since Mr. Don Cross is the person he wants to arrest, we will definitely help if we can." Well, I'll hand them over to you. Also, Mr. Don Cross's birthday is approaching, and allow me to greet him on behalf of Mr. Sherlock, the Director. ”

"Thank you. I'm killing people here, and I'm not going to cause you any trouble. The Mr. Silva smiled.

"No, Mr. Silva, you just killed someone?" The policeman deliberately said in a very exaggerated questioning tone, "There is only one body here, and that is this poor old lady." We have all seen with our own eyes that it was the gangster who kidnapped him who did it. Isn't that what you see? ”

The other policemen also said: "Yes, we saw with our own eyes and heard with our own ears that this gangster shot and killed this old lady." We can testify to this anywhere. ”

Of course, that's what they say, because there is no need for an investigation into the matter, let alone a public trial in court. Because Nero had made an agreement with the Philadelphia police department a few years ago, and one of the very important things was that the Philadelphia police department would never trouble Don Cross with something as trivial as murder.

"Thank you for being so kind." "No wonder Nero told us that the police in Philadelphia are good people," Silva said. ”

Then he turned his head and said to the person next to him, "Take this guy back." "A few people gathered around,