I had to get out of the car. Zhu Tong said resolutely: "Nomura-sensei, I don't want to die in this car." ”

"The car is the safest place nearby, sir if not assured. We can take a detour. ”

The lock is the first line of protection, and the controller is on Nomura's side of Hanami, and if he doesn't agree, the door won't be opened at all.

Zhu Tong didn't have time to be polite: "It's not just the people of the Matsui family, maybe it's friends in the rivers and lakes, maybe it's the richer people who want my life or yours." We both had to get out of the car. Nomura-sensei, you should know that there are snipers in the world. There are many tall buildings around us, and snipers may be hidden in each of them. This car is not a tank, and an armor-piercing bullet can tear through its protection. The reason why we are not being attacked now may be because we parked our car early, and the killer may be looking for a suitable location. ”

There was a slight "click" and the electronic lock opened.

Zhu Tong quickly opened the car door, and Nomura Hanami also came down from the other side.

Zhu Tong's gaze swept to the surrounding tall buildings, he had no sniper experience, and could only rely on intuition to judge where he could pose a threat.

However, the area around Sanjobashi belongs to the city of Kyoto, and there are at least a dozen buildings on both sides of the river, so there are too many places that can threaten the area.

Nomura Hanami is the head snake here, and soon sent six people, divided into three groups, to search the top of the three buildings.

There were a few muffled snorts from the side of the Yachuan River, and Hiroshi Kawanaka showed half of his head from the rocky bank a few meters away, and said with a sigh: "Tell the master, go quickly, ......" After speaking, he sank again.

Zhu Tong stepped on the stone steps and pulled out the dragon and phoenix stars.

On the edge of the Kamogawa River, there is a black shadow with a mask.

Hiroshi Kawanaka was trampled under his feet.

"Jiang Xiaoyu." Zhu Tong snorted and immediately lowered his waist. A sharp fishbone flew over his head with a whistling voice.

Nomura Hanami waved his hand, and the two waiters rushed down the river embankment.

The man in black did not speak, but pointed a fishbone at the throat of the man at his feet.

Hiroshi Kawanaka is the designated successor of Hanami Nomura, and is now the personal assistant of Miss Yukimi Iike, which is the head of these waiters. The man in black originally thought that holding him was equivalent to having a talisman, but he didn't expect that the waiter didn't see it at all, and a wooden knife and an iron rod smashed at him mercilessly.

"You should use a gun." Zhu Tong took a step back, it feels good that someone is playing for him.

Two more attendants went down, and the man in black was forced to retreat step by step, and he was happy to watch from the wall.

By the Yachuan River, the man in black has been put into two waiters, both of whom have stabbed the joints with fish bones; He didn't seem to want to kill anyone. This made Zhu Tong doubt the judgment just now, Jiang Xiaoyu didn't seem to be so soft-hearted.

"It turned out to be a ruthless master."

The man in black flashed and revealed his flaws, and Zhu Tong finally confirmed his identity. It was one of the seventy-two stunts of the authentic Golden Buddha Temple, Arhat Legs.

Ruthless is still silent, but there is a slight stagnation between moves; It shows that he is a little flustered inside.

"The dignified monk of Fuxian Temple, the first person in the Golden Buddha Temple without words, was reduced to being a killer for others. Pitiful. Zhu Tong sneered.

The Ruthless Master seemed to be in a hurry, picking up an iron rod and pulling out layers of phantoms, which was another stunt of the Golden Buddha Temple, the Mad Wand Method.

The two attendants who were entangled in the attack could not resist, one was knocked away, and the other was forced to retreat to protect himself.

Another dark shadow emerged, and almost as soon as the Ruthless Master sensed the danger, a soft whip was less than half a foot behind his shoulder.

The ruthless iron rod rear wheel can be wielded in a soft whip. However, the iron rod did not feel the slightest hindrance, and ruthlessly secretly screamed badly, but it was powerless.

"Click!" With a sound, a ruthless harrier turned over, and held his right shoulder in pain as he fell. The iron rod flew out in the direction of the merciless swing and fell into the Kamogawa River.

"It's amazing, four or two thousand pounds." Nomura Hanami is knowledgeable and praises it.

The black shadow's soft skills were too skillful, and only adding a trace of roundness and softness to the ruthless force almost wiped out one of his arms. Although Ruthless twisted his body in a seemingly impossible situation and was forced to rotate with the iron rod in his hand as the midline, he still ended up dislocating his right shoulder. If it weren't for his quick enough reaction and quick resignation, and his body skills were clever enough, once this arm rotated for a week, it would be a tendon with cracked veins.

Ruthless and didn't speak, he pressed the dislocation one by one, raised his hand and threw out a black thing, turned around and jumped into the Kamogawa River.

"Bombs." Nomura Hanami pounced on Zhu Tong, and the attendants around him also fell down.

Ten seconds passed, and there was no movement. The black thing was more than ten meters away from Zhu Tong, and there was no movement at all.

Twenty seconds passed, and there was still no explosion.

Zhu Tong stood up, patted the dirt on his body, and bent down to pick up the thing.

Sure enough, it was a grenade, but Ruthless threw it without pulling down the fuse, and of course it wouldn't explode.

After all, ruthless still doesn't dare to kill. After all, he has been in the Golden Buddha Temple for many years, and he has read a lot of scriptures, so he will always be affected. Especially after being called by Zhu Tong to reveal his identity, he was even more embarrassed to kill people on the street.

In such a mess, the black shadow that suddenly appeared disappeared.

"The ...... Is it a friend of Mr. Lee? Hanami Nomura asked.

"I don't know." Zhu Tong looked at the tall building not far away and replied.

That's Cookie, a young master from the Valley of Freedom in Western Henan. It's just that Zhu Tong didn't expect him to appear at this time, and his cultivation has reached this point. It seems that cookies only showed fifty percent of their skills in the ring. This softness has reached the realm of Dacheng with both rigidity and softness, and if it is not counted as Xuangong, Suo Wenda is not much better than him.

A sedan surged over and stopped on the outside of the convoy with a series of screams.

The waiters just got up from the ground, and nervously surrounded Zhu Tong and Nomura Hanahai. Looking at the RV with fierce eyes.

The door opened, and Matsui stepped out of the car.

"Nomura-sensei, Mr. Li, you're all right." Matsui Heishi anxiously searched in the crowd, and looked relieved to see that Zhu Tong and Nomura Hanami were safe. "I just got the news and rushed here, I'm sorry because I scared you."

The Jingdong Building, which is 1,000 meters away from the three bridges, is seventy-three meters high, and on the top platform, the Italian shield Paolo panted, holding an infrared laser locator to search around the three bridges.

Beside him lay a skinny black man, adjusting and assembling a large-caliber sniper rifle.

Paul cursed viciously at the ghost weather in Kyoto: "Mandela, are you ready?" ”

If it weren't for the lack of strength with his right hand, Paul would not have needed Mandela's assistance at all to complete this sniping mission by himself.

Mandela, a professional mercenary trained by Paul as an instructor at the International Mercenary Training Camp, was a talented hunter and the best material for a dry sniper.

At this point, Paul was glad that he had called Mandela to help. Paul's boss, Karl, provided ample funding for the operation, and Mandela's sniper rifle was equipped with a state-of-the-art targeting and correction system. But sniping in the rain is more variable, and Mandela's instincts in the tropical jungle are just right for that environment.

"Report sir, you're all set."

This sniper rifle is made in South Africa, and after being specially modified to shoot armor-piercing and incendiary bullets, it is known as the nemesis of bulletproof cars. The first bullet breaks through the outer armor, and the second incendiary bomb will turn the target into a burning coffin.

Hatefully, the target vehicle did not stop within the predetermined range, and a large tree blocked the view; So much so that it took Paul and Mandela three minutes to complete the switch.

"Damn, they're not in the car anymore." Paul observes that the Iike family attendants have left the bulletproof car, proving that the little crook and Lao Nomura have left their intended target.

He immediately began to look for Zhu Tong's figure, if it was daytime, this matter would be very simple. But it was late at night, and the scene of the car accident burning on the three bridges had caused a certain degree of interference with the infrared laser locator in his hand, so that it took Paul a full minute to lock on to a target: Nomura Hanami.

The boss's instruction was that the first target was Li Xiang, director of the Fuhua Shipbuilding Preparatory Office, and Nomura Hanami was only the second target.

Not reconciled, Paul searched the scene again.

"Target number one is by the river." It was Mandela who spotted the figure of the No. 1 target from the scope, but a figure had been in front of the target, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Kill them all together." Paul counted the time, six minutes had passed since the start, and he had to finish shooting and evacuate safely within ten minutes.

On the outskirts, a light helicopter will take off at half past ten. There is an ocean-going research ship off the coast of Japan, and helicopters will drop them on the surface, while the ocean-going research ship will send a speedboat to pick them up.

If they can't catch that plane, he and Mandela will be in danger of being hunted down by the Ichi family.

This is Kyoto, where the Iike family has deep roots; Both of them are foreigners, and it is unknown how they turned out.

Paul begins to lock onto the target, and Mandela's sniping needs the data he provides.

"Wait a minute." Paul did not provide data, he saw a man.

The person standing in front of Zhu Tong, Paul, knew that he was a friend and important partner of the boss, Mr. Heishi Matsui.

"Mandela, are you sure? Hit only target number one and don't hurt anyone else. ”

Even though he knew it was nonsense, Paul asked.

Assassinations are for business, not for business. Paul has been following his boss for a while, and although he seems rude, he is better than Danny. Rohlson knows how to read words and colors. That's why the boss didn't choose to fire him after his right hand was crippled, and entrusted him with such an important task.

Paul is planning to retire with this generous honorarium and leave his career as a professional bodyguard in crisis. He now has to weigh that if Matsui and Target No. 1 are killed at the same time, the boss's gains and losses will be greater.

"Instructor, two people are approaching here, they are very fast, and they are still a hundred meters away from the building." Mandela urged.

In his field of vision, the three nearby high-rise buildings were all search targets for the other party.

There was a high-powered motorcycle in the dark shadow downstairs, and that was the only way for them to evacuate.

Paul was ruthless and said, "Kill Target No. 2." ”

It is impossible for him to ask the boss now, and making a decision on the spot is also the quality that an excellent professional bodyguard should have.

At this moment, a black shadow emerged from behind them more than ten meters.

The shadow was about to move, but suddenly stopped, and he seemed to hear some instructions.

At the same time, Zhu Tong was muttering to himself:

"The dead are good, the undead are not lively. Ha ha! ”

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