"534 meters in a straight line."

"The wind speed is 2.7 meters per second."

"There is no fog, no dust, large particles in the air, and the visibility is high."

Such distance and weather are a rare opportunity for sharpshooters.

He has a black headphone hanging from his right ear.

A black stretch tights that blend in with the night.

This location has a wide view, but it is very hidden and not easy to spot.

There was a sound coming from the headphones.

"Ready to do it?"

"Not yet." The sharpshooter held the binoculars and frowned, "There is an old man with him by his side, and I will act when he is alone." ”

Not because he was afraid of hurting the innocent, but because he wanted to minimize the movement.

The sound in the headphones continues.

"You really don't need my help? You tell me his message, and I will act together, and he will never escape. ”

"No, I don't." The sharpshooter refused without even thinking about it, "How can I share it with you with the person I found?" ”

Billion dollars.

As long as he can complete this bounty, he can rest for a few years.

The information was also something he had found with great difficulty, so how could he tell it to other hunters?

"Tsk, okay." The voice in the headset was very indifferent, "But I can remind you that just a while ago, the ninety-seventh of the Gun God List missed, which caused a lot of splash on NOK." ”

"I didn't hit five bullets in a row, and I was dealing with an ordinary person, so you have to be careful."

The sharpshooter sneered: "Take care of yourself." ”

He is seventh on the list of gun gods.

Can the 97th place be compared to him?

Are you kidding.

The sharpshooter interrupted the communication, removed the headset and tossed it aside.

He readjusted his height and leaned down again.

**

Inside the apartment.

Under Ying Zijin's conditioning, Wen Fengmian's body was much better.

So tonight's table of dishes, he insisted on making them alone, and Wen Tinglan was doing it.

It's not expensive, it's all home-cooked food, but it's full of color, flavor, and flavor.

There is a large cake in the middle with candles next to it.

Wen Fengmian took off his apron and wiped his hands: "The family is small, so the three of them laughed." ”

He has lived in Qingshui County for more than ten years, and it is the first time he has come to Shanghai.

Except for Zhong Manhua, who had been to Qingshui County at the beginning, Wen Fengmian had never been in contact with the four giants, so he couldn't help but be a little worried.

"Mr. Wen, what are you talking about?" Old Man Zhong hurriedly got up, "It's my honor to be here, you're so polite." ”

On the side, Old Man Fu stared at the cake, his eyes straightened.

Fu Yun teased his eyelids deeply, as if smiling: "Grandpa." ”

"Huh? Ahem! Old Man Fu coughed and said seriously, "It's not small, I think it's good, Old Man Zhong and I have been squeezed in the same room before, what is this." ”

The older generation has experienced famine, but it is not so expensive.

Wen Fengmian was surprised by the attitude of the two old men, and his heart was relieved.

Old Man Fu said to the girl again: "Zijin, don't look at your grandfather when he is old and still a roaring emperor, he used to be timid and afraid of the dark. ”

Ying Zijin propped up his chin and raised his eyebrows when he heard the words.

Old Man Zhong was so angry that he died: "Old man Fu, you don't play right and wrong in front of Lao Tzu's granddaughter, you calculate yourself, when you were young, how many snacks did you steal from Lao Tzu?" ”

Ying Zijin: "......"

Fu Yunshen: "......"

Old Man Fu was triumphant: "That's because you're too stupid to catch me." ”

Old Man Zhong was furious: "I'm bah! ”

He gets angry when he mentions this.

When they were younger, they were also brothers who grew up bare-assed.

He has been to the Fu family, and the old man Fu has also been to the Zhong family.

As a result, every time Old Man Fu came to Zhong's house, his snacks disappeared.

Later, Old Man Zhong found out that everything was done by Old Man Fu.

Stealing his maltose.

Stealing his pea yore.

is still a bag of all the bags, and there is no scum left for him.

Look, is this a human thing?

Wen Tinglan, who had been silent, finally raised his head, and his expression fluctuated slightly.

He had to protect the snacks his sister had bought for him.

Because they are all family members, although this birthday is not grand, it is very warm and enjoyable.

Old Man Fu is in poor health, and he has to go back to rest after eating.

"Wait for me." Fu Yunshen got up, "I'll send my grandfather back, and I'll come back later." ”

"Huh?" Ying Zijin was cleaning up the plates, "The cake is all eaten, what are you doing when you come back?" ”

“……”

He was sure that the child was not ruthless, that it was true.

Fu Yunshen smiled helplessly: "Birthdays can't just be celebrated like this." “

Ying Zijin thought for a moment: "I think I'm very satisfied." ”

"My brother is not satisfied." Fu Yunshen knocked on her forehead and said unhurriedly, "Nine o'clock, there is a surprise." ”

On the other side, Old Man Zhong was pulling Wen Fengmian to thank him.

"Thank you, thank you so much for taking care of Zijin all these years, if you didn't bring her back, I really don't know ......"

At this point, I didn't continue.

Because everybody knows what the outcome will be.

If a child over a year old is lost, he will starve to death if he is not picked up by human traffickers outside.

Wen Fengmian pushed the bank card back and coughed: "This is what I should be." ”

Old Man Zhong felt that the Wen family's tutor was really good, and he didn't force it anymore: "Mr. Wen can find me if he has any difficulties in the future, those people in the Ying family, you just don't see them as rotten cabbage." ”

Wen Fengmian didn't nod or shake his head, smiled, and went to the kitchen to help Ying Zijin wash the dishes.

Old Man Zhong was still sitting at the table drinking, and suddenly remembered something.

Hiss.

He seemed to have seen Wen Fengmian somewhere, and he always felt a little familiar.

Where is it......

Old Man Zhong thought about it for a long time, but he didn't come up with it, so he simply took another sip of wine.

He turned his head and pulled the young man: "Xiaolan, old man Fu, he is too vegetable, you come with me to make two handfuls, don't let me, grandpa is not afraid." ”

Old Man Zhong also liked Wen Tinglan very much, so he asked him to call him grandfather with Ying Zijin.

He has an extra grandson.

He's so happy.

Wen Tinglan raised his head and looked at him faintly: "...... No. ”

"You want, you want." Old Man Zhong couldn't help but say and pushed the sunspot over, "If you win grandpa, grandpa will give you a big red envelope." ”

The last sentence made Wen Tinglan hold the chess pieces very decisively: "Deal." ”

Old man Zhong, who has not woken up yet: "......"

Is there something wrong?

**

Outside.

The sharpshooter was still staring from the roof of the building opposite, but it had been too long for him to get a little impatient.

And finally, after an hour of waiting, the figure of a man appeared in the sight again.

This time, it's a person.

It was nine o'clock in the evening, and there was no one in the community.

It was quiet.

The sharpshooter breathed a sigh of relief, raised the muzzle of the gun again, and aimed it at the man's head.

Slide your finger over the trigger and prepare to pull it down.

But just then, he was tapped on the shoulder.

------Off topic------

Come, who patted the sharpshooter

A Fu Yunshen

B Yingzijin

C Psychologist

D Bartender (if you don't remember it, look at Chapter 8)

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