A very old old apartment building.

A dilapidated hallway.

"Listen, when we put the goods here with you a month ago, the purity was still one hundred percent, and now the purity has become ninety percent, it must have been diluted!" A guy in a black jacket and leather shirt affirmed, "Ten percent of them were definitely stolen." ”

"I don't know about this, I'm just a custodian, you put the goods here with me, how many packages are as many as there are, I will never open your box, if the amount is less, it is also less before you host me, I have been doing this for so long, you go to the road and ask about my reputation." A stocky guy with a scumbag face said indignantly.

The guy in the black jacket and leather coat pointed at the nose of the chunky guy.

"You have to fucking figure out one thing, I'm helping you right now, you'd better be honest or I'm going to call him." The man in the black jacket said and pointed to a figure with his back to him, the figure stood motionless in the corridor, not at all affected by the noisy arguments between the two, like a person from another world, and if you look closely, it turns out that this guy has a pair of earplugs in his ears.

"I tell you, he won't be as good a talker as I am, especially when he's listening to music, and hates people disturbing him the most." The man in the black jacket warned for the last time.

The short and fat man didn't say anything to refute, but he didn't confess anything.

The man in the black jacket shook his head sadly at the short and fat man, walked behind the white suit guy who was facing him and whispered something, the white man in the suit took off the earplugs in his ear, turned around and walked over to the short and fat man.

The eerie face of the man in the suit suddenly turned into a smiling face, this sudden change made it difficult to adapt, which scared the short and fat man more than which gloomy face, and the short and fat man subconsciously shrank his body.

"If you say you didn't steal, then you didn't! Why are you so angry, come, get to know me, my name is Stanfield, you can call me Stanfield, remember this name, he may have a great impact on you for the rest of your life. The man in the suit, Stan smiled softly and tidied up the collar of the short and fat man who was ripped by the man in the black jacket and leather jacket: "Then when you are free today, help me think about who might steal my goods, okay!" Stan discussed it amicably, a far cry from his cold-blooded, deranged image on the road.

Humpty Dumpty almost thought it was a fake Stanfield, and nodded blankly.

"Hmmm! Then it's decided, tomorrow, tomorrow at noon I'll come again, and I hope you won't let me down. Stan held up a finger and smiled gently: "By the way, you'd better call me in the morning, so I don't have to make another trip, you know, my time is precious, and there are so many tedious cases to deal with every day, hey!" Why should I be so faithful? Stan said, shaking his head.

The pumpty dumpty man was still in a daze.

Stanfield had already finished speaking.

"Then it's so happily decided, call me tomorrow."

Stan walked out of the hallway, and the man in the black jacket and leather jacket behind him gave the short and fat man a card, and followed Stan down the stairs.

At this time, it was already eleven thirty minutes, the short and fat man had just made a hair with his sexy wife in the kitchen, lying on the sofa in a daze with some gasp, that woman was simply a juicer, every time it had to make people's feet soft, the short and fat man's wife was taking a bath in the bathroom, on the right side of the living room was a big and a small two daughters arguing and fighting, and on the left was his youngest son, who was only four years old this year, and was seriously lying on the floor to learn to draw.

Humpty Dumpty Man was hesitating with a mobile phone in his right hand and a black business card in his left hand, thinking of the conversation between Stanfield and the man in the black jacket in the hallway yesterday, and he had begun to regret that he shouldn't have stolen the drugs from Stanfield's group.

……

"Slow down!" After serving the food, the waiter nodded and smiled.

"You're welcome! Thank you! Salena smiled and put two hundred-dollar bills into the waiter's tray, who smiled even brighter, and quickly cleaned up the pantry on the table where the dishes and chopsticks had been washed.

As soon as the waiter left, Xu Yifan saw Leon sitting at a table not far from his desk, originally Xu Yifan didn't find Leon, but this guy was so dead that he touched the handle of the gun, and his muzzle was just facing Xu Yifan's direction, Xu Yifan's back exploded with a cold light, his body immediately tensed, and he quickly tilted to his right side, trying to get rid of this feeling of being on his back, looking at the feeling of the past, and soon locked on Leon.

Leon looked at his target Chinese man very suspiciously, there are so many guests here, he hasn't adjusted his posture yet, and is looking for an opportunity to start, the target man actually stared at him.

Peng Yixing followed Xu Yifan's eyes and looked over.

"Master!" Peng Yixing immediately felt Leon's murderous aura, which was the intuition of a brilliant gunman, this inexplicable thing was inexplicable, but it was real.

After Peng Yixing came to Las Vegas, he practiced his guns frantically without distraction, and his marksmanship was even sharper than when he was on Hong Kong Island, even ordinary people could feel Peng Yixing's sharp edge, not to mention Leon, a sensitive killer veteran driver who had accumulated for many years, the man next to the target task was like a sharp sword out of the sheath, and the cold was pressing.

Leon's heart sank, and his body instinctively shrank back into the chair, and there was no Peng Yixing in the investigation data of the fat old man who gave him the task, which was definitely the biggest mistake, Leon could feel that this Peng Yixing was more threatening than the target man by instinct, and the other party seemed to have discovered himself, although Leon felt that he was hiding himself perfectly, and he couldn't understand where he was wrong, but the other party did find himself.

Xu Yifan and Peng Yixing sat calmly on their chairs with their bodies sideways without saying a word, and the side of their bodies was facing the direction of Leon, which was the best body position, which could not only quickly draw their guns and aim and shoot, but also allow them to face each other with the smallest shootable area of their bodies.

Leon didn't expect the other party to magically find himself so soon at first, his posture at this time was very passive, he was tightening his body, facing Xu Yifan and Peng Yixing head-on, unless he was a master among the masters, otherwise this was an extremely passive posture, fortunately, standing in the way of Xu Yifan and Peng Yixing was Le Huizhen with a smile on her face, Le Huizhen didn't know what was going on, and was helping Xu Yifan take the soup wisely at the moment.

is also because of the existence of Le Huizhen, otherwise when Xu Yifan really judged that his life was threatened, he would have already shot over, although Xu Yifan's table and Leon's table were still separated by this short and extremely fat white couple, but Xu Yifan was still sure that his bullet could pass through the fat man's body and hit Leon.

The obese white couple at the middle table was like a starving ghost reincarnated, two pairs of big fat hands actually learned to use chopsticks flexibly, feasting on seafood, swallowing loudly in their mouths, Leon also swallowed his saliva, but he didn't dare to move, because across this table of American couples, opposite was Xu Yifan, who looked calm, and Peng Yixing, who was sharp, Peng Yixing's eyes were staring at Leon sharply, and the palm on the table was trembling lightly.

Peng Yixing and Xu Yifan had just returned from gun practice, and there was a semi-automatic pistol filled with bullets in the magazine on his waist.

Although Xu Yifan's is not as sharp as Peng Yixing, and his palm is not placed on the table, his right hand is placed on the arm of the chair, and Leon knows that this posture is easier to draw a gun

However, there is one thing Leon doesn't know, Xu Yifan can be so fast that he doesn't need to pull out a gun.

Leon didn't dare to move, Xu Yifan and Peng Yixing naturally wouldn't move, after all, there was Le Huizhen between them.

"Husband, didn't you just shout hungry? Why don't you eat it, the pork ribs and winter melon soup here is good! Le Huizhen looked at Xu Yifan strangely and asked, what kind of handsome and cool are you playing when you eat!

Xu Yifan picked up the pork rib soup that Le Huizhen rotated with his left hand, and he didn't use a spoon, he picked up the soup bowl and put it to his mouth, but his eyes were still motionless looking in the direction of Leon, and his right hand didn't move, hanging under the table.

Shalena, Ge Lian, and Le Huizhen soon discovered the abnormality of Xu Yifan and Peng Yixing.

"Don't turn your head, just relax and eat! Rick and I can withstand something! Xu Yifan's expression remained unchanged, and he said softly without even blinking his eyes.

Shalena and Ge Lian still couldn't react, but Le Huizhen was suffering with Xu Yifan in the Yunlai Teahouse on Hong Kong Island, seeing Xu Yifan's posture, he immediately thought of the shootout in the Yunlai Teahouse, the same scene, Xu Yifan was also looking at his back seriously, Le Huizhen's delicate little face wrinkled, wouldn't it be the killer behind his back!

Le Huizhen guessed a rough idea from Xu Yifan's eyes, and she felt like crying without tears, why was she always hurt every time.

Shalena didn't know when she held Le Huizhen's little hand from under the table, which calmed Le Huizhen's panicked mood a lot, yes, with Xu Yifan's sharpshooter husband, there is no need to worry too much, Xu Yifan has never missed, although Shalena is Xu Yifan's eldest wife, Le Huizhen has accompanied Xu Yifan through more ups and downs, whether it is the kidnapping case of 'Cointreau Hotel' or the shootout case of 'Yunlai Teahouse', with Xu Yifan here, Le Huizhen has saved the day several times.

Although the air conditioning is on in the restaurant, Leon's hot sweat is getting more and more, and even his palms are sweating, which has never happened before, just because Peng Yixing on the opposite side is getting more and more vigorous, although Leon doesn't understand these mysterious things, but he also understands that when Peng Yixing's momentum accumulates to the highest peak, it is the moment of life and death.

"Bang ......"

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out.

The people in the entire restaurant were stunned for a moment, Leon's eyes were fixed, the pistol in his pocket immediately shot, and his body took the opportunity to lie down, wanting to use the body of the fat couple to cover himself, not wanting Xu Yifan's speed to be faster, when his right hand was stretched out, an ordinary 'point 38' pistol that had been eliminated by the United States appeared in his hand out of thin air like a ghost.

Leon's gun hasn't started to aim yet, Xu Yifan's gun has locked his head, Peng Yixing's gun is not slow, and Leon, who is also a veteran driver who plays guns, can see at a glance that this is a super-powerful modified gun, one shot can take away a piece of your flesh and skin, the aiming line above the gun is equipped with an optical sight, it can be seen that the accuracy will not be inferior, Peng Yixing has also locked his head at this moment, Leon's cold sweat instantly soaked his back, and his breathing became heavy in an instant, that bastard little Japan, What kind of task did they give themselves, these two people are super masters among the masters.

Fortunately, Leon's brain was not stupid, and he didn't have time to aim at Xu Yifan and Peng Yixing, so he directly aimed at Le Huizhen's back, otherwise even if he aimed at Xu Yifan, he wouldn't be able to stop Peng Yixing's bullets.

said that it was too late, in fact, from the sound of gunfire upstairs to Xu Yifan, Peng Yixing, and Leon pulling out their pistols to aim at each other, it was only a short moment, and everyone in the restaurant didn't even have time to think about the sound of gunshots, and in the blink of an eye, they could already see that there were three guns in the living room confronting each other.

"Ah——!h

"Run!"

"There's a gun, run!"

Everyone in the restaurant only panicked for a moment, and then quickly ran away, including the American couple who looked fat and sluggish, and they all quickly flashed away with a flexibility that did not suit their body type, and there were only a few people left at Xu Yifan's table and one person at Lyon's table in the entire restaurant.

Leon's low posture was very awkward and uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to get up, because his current position could just use Le Huizhen's body to slightly block Xu Yifan and Peng Yixing's sight.

……

The confrontation downstairs is tense, but the shootout upstairs has already begun, or it can't be said to be a shootout, but only a one-sided massacre.

"Wife, run!" The wife of this short and fat guy who hurriedly shouted was not so lucky.

"Bang Bang Bang ——!" Three gunshots rang out in a row, and three bullet holes were made in the chest of a hot-bodied woman.

“ho！ yes！ ”

It turned out to be Stanfield, who showed a lot of trust in the puppy guy yesterday, who shot him.

After three shots, Stanfield clenched his left hand into a fist and excitedly whispered, "It's perfect!" ”

"Mom!" Another young woman screamed, ran through the middle living room, and hurried into another room to hide.

"Bang Bang ——!" Two more gunshots rang out.

A woman fell to the ground, this time with a shot in the back.

Stanfield closed his eyes, took a breath, shook his head nervously, smiled at the pale and frightened short and fat man, and then put away the spear in his hand and threw it to one of his men next to him to catch it.

"I told you yesterday that it will be noon today." Stanfield suddenly put away his smile and said seriously: "Do you know that I waited in the office for your call all morning this morning, and you confess that it won't be like this." Stanfield spread his hands, his expression was very innocent, as if he had just shot twice, and it was not he who killed someone's wife and daughter.

"Hee-hee-hee!" Stanfield suddenly smiled, raised the watch in his hand and looked at it: "Look! It's exactly twelve o'clock, which is the correct concept of time. ”

"Bang Bang ——!"

The old-fashioned wall clock in the restaurant suddenly rang, and the three guys with guns were startled, and almost shot at the same time, but fortunately, all three of them were keen, and soon found out that it was the sound of the wall clock, and it was already twelve o'clock.

"He who has no concept of time is a desecration of life!" Suddenly, like a saint, Stanfield pointed at the stocky man and shouted, "You are not a sincere person. Stanfield looked around at the décor of the stocky guy's house and concluded, who knows what logic he used to sum it up.

The short and fat man leaned against a wall, his face twitched, it came too suddenly, Stanfield and his gang shot and killed as soon as they entered the house, there was no room for negotiation, and when he came to his senses, his wife and eldest daughter were already lying in a pool of blood.

"Did you hand over the goods yourself? Or do I do my own search? Stanfield stretched out a palm and said, "Don't waste my life anymore." ”

The corners of the short and fat man's eyes twitched, but he didn't speak.

"Smash me!" Stanfield exclaimed.

Under the bed.

Matilda was lying under the bed with her four-year-old brother in her arms, her hands tightly covering her brother's mouth, her panicked eyes full of fear and fear, because she was directly opposite her own sister, and through the bed, she could see her eyes wide, as if looking at her blindly.

"Stan! This guy also has a daughter and a son! One of Stanfield's henchmen found a frame of a family photo of the chunky guy and shouted.

Stanfield took it and took a look, threw it away, and the picture frame slid down the floor under a sofa bed, appearing under the tip of Matilda's nose, but Matilda didn't even dare to breathe, her moist eyes looked at the person in the photo, she was precocious and knew that she would never see her mother and sister again, although she used to hate these two women so much.

Stanfield slapped his subordinates' heads hard and scolded: "Don't treat me as a big villain, I'm not fucking that kind of person, people and sons and daughters will find a way to reunite the family, do you want to let the child have no mother?" ”

Stanfield's subordinates covered their heads and dodged away, scolding in their hearts: "You still fucking say that you are not a bastard, this kind of boss is really fucking you!" ”