Chapter 354: The Origin of the Man Behind the Scenes

Zhao Junhao knew very well that the other party was not dead.

His three shots hit the opponent's left thigh, buttocks, and left shoulder.

In order to prevent this sniper from committing suicide like the leader of the man in black captured by Zhao Junhao before, Zhao Junhao rushed over.

Suddenly, the corner of his eye jumped.

After being shot three times, the sniper turned to one side and raised his right hand.

In his right hand, he holds a gun.

"Bang bang bang!"

The muzzle of the gun sprayed flames.

Fortunately, Zhao Junhao reacted quickly and dodged to the side in time.

The sniper was shot again and lost his accuracy, so he was not hit.

"Bang!"

Another gunshot rang out.

But it was Zhao Junhao who fought back.

His shot was extremely accurate, hitting the sniper's right wrist.

The gun in the opponent's hand fell to the ground in response.

Zhao Junhao ran over, kicked away the gun he had dropped on the ground, and then turned his man over.

saw that the other party was staring at him with a very weird, smiling look.

As soon as he saw the other party's expression, Zhao Junhao knew that this person was probably the same as the leader of the man in black before, a dead man.

From his mouth, it is estimated that he will not be able to ask anything.

Sure enough, Zhao Junhao tried to ask: "Who ordered you to kill me?" ”

The sniper acted as if he hadn't heard.

He just stared at Zhao Junhao like that, his eyes were cold, it was a kind of indifference to life.

"You killed one of me, and thousands of me."

"Zhao Junhao, you will always die. If you don't die today, you will do tomorrow. ”

"I'll go down and wait for you in advance."

Zhao Junhao was startled and shouted.

"Wait!"

At the same time reached for the sniper's cheek, but ......

It's too late.

Bite your tongue and kill yourself, exactly the same bite your tongue to kill yourself.

The clue that was finally obtained was broken again here, and Zhao Junhao was very annoyed.

I also feel that the depth of this matter is probably far beyond my expectations.

What kind of existence is the person behind the scenes?

How can they have such strong financial resources and so many high-quality dead soldiers?

And why do you have such a great hatred for yourself?

The answers to these questions are unknown to Zhao Junhao.

He sat next to the sniper's corpse, dazed.

The vast night shrouded the city, and Zhao Junhao's heart seemed to be clouded.

This situation of knowing nothing about the enemy and passively waiting for the enemy to strike made him quite unhappy.

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration.

Thinking of the words engraved on Qin Jian's body when he died.

Dead people don't necessarily mean they can't leave useful information.

Zhao Junhao took a dagger from the sniper's armed belt and cut his clothes apart.

Lift your clothes and take a look......

It really made him discover something.

The sniper's heart is where there is a tattoo.

The tattoo is very peculiar, it's a word, and there's a circle around it.

That's a word for "bravery".

What's even more peculiar is that this tattoo of the word "Yong" is different from other tattoos, it is blood-red, and it seems to be tattooed with blood.

"Yong?"

Zhao Junhao frowned, vaguely feeling as if he had seen this symbol somewhere.

After thinking for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up and he remembered.

"Yehenara is the dead soldier of the Yehenara family!"