The glasses girl's golden cicada shelling and a counterattack blow are not unintelligent, and they have reached the level of a high-level killer.

But......

As the saying goes, a mountain has its own mountain high, and what she encountered was a legendary killer with ten characteristics.

John's big hand just swept away.

The pocket hand(*) gun pointed at him was swept out of direction.

Syllable!

It's like a car tire (*), but it's a little quieter.

This pocket hand(*) pistol doesn't make too loud sound even without a silencer, and is small enough to hide and easy to hide, making it a very useful killing weapon.

However, the murder weapon was swept away from the target, and the shot only pierced the plank of the poop compartment.

When the glasses girl saw that she missed a shot, she immediately wanted to shoot a second shot......

But in front of an old bird like John, there are really not many people who have the opportunity to shoot a second shot after getting close.

John struck first and smashed his fist into the glasses.

"Oops!"

The glasses girl screamed in pain, and the myopic glasses on the bridge of her nose suddenly fell apart, and the glass slag covered her face, and she became blind on the spot, and her pocket hand (*) gun lost its target.

She can't even see anything, how else can she shoot.

Seeing that she had fallen into the wind, she immediately rushed out of the toilet to escape for her life.

Although she couldn't see with broken glass shards in her eyes, she still remembered her surroundings in her mind and knew where the toilet door was.

But John gently stretched his arm, and grabbed her hair with his big hand.

So, sometimes, it's not a good thing for a woman to have long hair, especially a woman who is a killer.

The glasses girl's scalp was torn so painfully that she was anxious, so she simply turned around and threw herself at John, and took the initiative to throw (*) into her arms, wanting to knock him down.

But John is as steady as Mount Tai, walking like the wind, and standing like a pine, even if her whole body is hung on him, she can't shake him in the slightest.

Because in terms of [strength] and [physical strength], the petite female killer of the glasses girl is not at the same level as John, there is really no comparison.

Click!

John choked her by the neck like an eagle catching a chicken, so that she couldn't resist at all.

John asked, "Say!" Who is your employer? ”

Before the glasses girl could say a word, she said, "Ah! A scream gradually softened and gradually fell silent.

John took a closer look, only to notice a bleeding bullet hole in the back of her heart.

Following the trajectory, John immediately saw a man with a briefcase not far away.

His vision with John crossed in the air.

And John discovers that the shot he shot to kill Miss Glasses was fired from the briefcase.

The gun with the silencer was hidden in his briefcase, and even if he shot the glasses, it didn't alarm the rest of the airport.

Kill invisibly.

This is the real master, and the killer who can kill people invisibly is not an ordinary killer.

To deal with a killer of this level, and the other party still has a firearm, and the distance is no more than fifty meters, it will definitely not work if you don't open the characteristics.

John immediately turned on the trait [Exhaustion].

He can activate it every twenty-four hours.

Real-time battle information immediately poured into John's mind in all directions, and was processed in large batches.

John's eyes immediately appeared in front of his eyes with a data-based sci-fi information box.

Beep!

The man with the briefcase fired another shot.

But the trajectory of the sub (*) bomb has long been guessed in real time by John's supercomputer-like brain.

He only had to deflect slightly to the right, and the bullet that was fired at John grazed his shoulder and flew past him, hitting the trash can in the back.

The dodge is perfect.

Ordinary people must look at this kind of strange thing, but the man with the briefcase has a calm face, calmly facing John, who is constantly approaching him.

The distance between him and John was shrinking.

Of course, the closer the distance, the more favorable it is for his shooting.

When John was only thirty meters away from him......

Beep!

He fired another shot!

However, the trajectory of the bullet (*) was still deduced by the hyper-information brain when it flew out of the muzzle, so John only paused slightly.

The bullet (*) passed in front of his eyes and hit the magazine shelf next to it.

John casually took a brand-new magazine in his hand, and rolled it up as he walked, gradually rolling it into a funnel, big on the top and small on the bottom.

Small and pointed.

Holding a small, pointed funnel-shaped magazine, John continued to walk towards the man with the briefcase.

Soon, John was less than ten meters away from him.

Beep!

The man with the briefcase shoots again!

At a distance of less than 10 meters, it is no longer possible to guess the trajectory of the sub-(*) bomb in advance, because the time is too short, and it is accurate to less than milliseconds, and it is impossible to process it in batches.

Even a supercomputer can't handle everything, because computers aren't everything.

However, although the calculator is not omnipotent, it is omnipotent as its master.

John, whose eyes were blood-red, had already turned on another characteristic [Blood Boiling] in advance, and his whole body was already ready to go.

The energy has already been stored to the extreme.

Less than ten meters away, John flashed in front of the man with the briefcase almost instantly, and the funnel-shaped magazine in his hand pierced his chin from the bottom up and went straight to his throat.

One hit kills!

A brand new magazine can be a killer weapon.

Because John had the following properties......

[Descendant of the Dragon] (dropped by Zhang Yao) continues the lineage of Grandmaster Bruce Lee, and your [Fighting] will contain the essence of oriental martial arts, any item, including a rag, a flat pole, and a towel...... In your hands, it will become a deadly weapon.

Syllable!

An unlucky egg who was drinking milk tea had a quilt (*) that bounced through, and the milk tea was sprinkled all over his pants.

In fact, he had already been killed by John before the man with the briefcase could shoot.

His last shot was just a subconscious pull on the trigger.

At this moment, a huge sense of crisis suddenly hit John's heart, and the supercomputer brain immediately caught an extremely fast dangerous being flying towards his head.

John reached out and touched the shiny corpse of the man with the briefcase, and immediately threw himself out to the side in the direction of the dodge that his brain had guessed.

Boom!

After a loud noise, the electronic display in the departure hall was shattered.

After a short silence.

"Ahh

All the passengers fled for their lives.

"It's a heavy sniper (*) rifle with a sniper (*) striker, and the location is on the rooftop of the building opposite!"

John immediately judged the enemy's position.

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