The bloody scene of bullets piercing through the glass curtain wall and breaking a large hole in the human body made the relaxed atmosphere of the venue disappear.

The waiter with the tray fell to the ground, blood splattering from the wound on his left chest, bringing out the rotten organs.

A bejeweled lady next to her, her round face smeared with expensive cosmetics was covered with scattered blood mist. She was motionless like a statue, her narrowed pupils filled with fear.

Two or three seconds later, high-decibel screams resounded throughout the audience, and the rich businessmen who were still talking about the future of the city or the country's economy at the last moment all fell to the ground in an indecent posture, one by one.

Boom!

Another large-caliber bullet pierced through the glass, and the crisp cracking sound sounded like the call of death in everyone's ears.

The unfortunate one of his arms was blown apart by a notary public from the city government, and the eroded flesh was sprinkled on the marble tiles like splashing water, forming a shape composition with a rather postmodern art atmosphere.

The killer was armed with a large-caliber sniper rifle, and most likely even a horrific murder weapon like the Barrett M82A1.

The anti-materiel weapon produced by Barrett Arms, with its long range, high accuracy, great power and other excellent performance, almost occupies a dominant position in the 12.7mm sniper rifle market, and is used by the armies of Western countries, mainly equipped with military and police departments.

Generally speaking, its main combat targets are enemy armored vehicles, aircraft, and fortified bunkers, and of course it is often used to shoot enemy targets from a distance.

There is also an anecdote about Barrett's early years, which is that when this large-caliber anti-materiel sniper rifle was fired, the gunpowder gas ejected from the brake would roll up a large amount of dust near the concealment point, causing the enemy to discover the sniper's location.

So the use of Barrett's sniper, thus getting the ridiculous title of "cannon fodder".

The screams in the venue brought about a spreading panic, and the bloody and brutal death scenes made people can't help but vomit.

The fragile human body is as soft as a piece of tofu in the face of this extremely terrifying thermal weapon.

Once hit, the bullet shatters from the wound to the center point, causing terrible trauma. If you hit the waist, the body will even turn into two knots in an instant.

So the first waiter who was shot had a big hole in his chest directly in the back, and the second notary of the city government had one arm broken.

"Hide here! Don't move! ”

Leo took advantage of the cover of the table and chairs to send Walter Steele into the corner of the venue.

After two shots, he roughly judged the location of the death shooter from the trajectory and the direction from which the bullet came.

"Take a deep breath! Hold your horses...... It's the car keys, take it! ”

Leo, who rescued Walter Steele, pressed Felicity's head, and the two crouched under a long table.

He held the face of this female companion, stared at the pair of unfocused eyes, and said word by word: "That killer failed to hit the target with two consecutive shots, and he will definitely be ready to withdraw, you hide here, wait for about ten minutes, and then run out of the venue and go downstairs, waiting for me in the car!" ”

The blonde in a royal blue backless evening gown completely lost her ability to think at this time, and subconsciously nodded and held the car keys.

Leo tucked her under the table, the white curtain blocking the view from the glass curtain wall, and he left the venue half-crouched.

"Sandra, that tower where the Death Shooter is in the direction of twelve o'clock!" An emotionless voice entered the communication headset, and Leo said in a deep voice, "Don't give him another chance to shoot." ”

"You shouldn't put yourself in danger, Leo."

Ms. Siwa, who was standing on the top floor of the Exchange Building, said.

She wore a red and black bodysuit similar to the power suit of ancient martial arts, and an alloy arrow was driven into the wall outside the second tower, and then a fixed metal hook was ejected.

Beneath the night sky, a small figure flew by, and below it was a rolling stream of lights.

Moments later, Ms. Siwa broke the window and burst into the tower, her figure flipping and hiding in the shadows like a ghost.

"I'm going to use the Quinn family friendship in the future, so Walter Steele can't die, he's a trustworthy collaborator."

Leo seemed to be running, his voice sharp and unsteady.

The reason why he saved Walter Steele was not only because the other party was a good person, but more importantly, the later development plan for the Palm Lake slum needed the full support of the Quinn family.

It has twenty-four blocks, a large number of abandoned factories and unfinished buildings, and a population of nearly a million.

Even with the strength of the White family, if you want to start a development project alone, I am afraid that you will have to face a lot of pressure.

"You always have the right reasons...... The marksmanship of this death shooter...... It's accurate! ”

Fierce gunfire came from the communication headset, and Ms. Siva's breath was steady, and she didn't feel nervous at all.

Even if the killer she faces may be the most accurate marksman in the world.

A minute later, Leo jumped through the shattered window following the cable shot by Ms. Siva.

The interior of the pitch-black tower was silent, with no gunfire or fist-to-kick fighting, and it was clear that the battle was over, and only bullet casings remained.

Leo was not surprised at all, he naturally knew the combat power of Ms. Siva, this terrible woman who liked to kill martial artists with her bare hands, was not a weak person.

"It's not challenging, this guy is terrible in everything but accurate shooting."

Ms. Shiwa sat at the window, her feet on the fallen death shooter.

The icy night wind whistled by, blowing the long black hair.

"Hello, Mr. Floyd Lawton."

Leo walked over and smiled slightly, calling out the other party's real name.

As a gunslinger, it's only natural to lose a hidden shooting spot and then face off against one of the world's strongest martial artists, and a death shooter will be quickly defeated.

"When did I get into trouble with someone like you?"

Floyd coughed a few times, and he was beaten by Ms. Siva to the point that his sternum was shattered, his right hand was dislocated, and he was completely incapacitated to fight.

This Asian woman is simply terrifying, she seems to be able to judge where her shot will land, and she can dodge it first.

Coupled with strong physical fitness, ghostly speed and stealth ability, Floyd Lawton, who is known as the death shooter, was easily dealt with without even touching the shadow of the other party.

"In fact, we don't know each other, and we don't have any grudges, it's just that Mr. Lawton, your reputation is too great, and some people fancy your talent and want to do things for them."

Leo glanced at the sniper rifle thrown on the ground and said softly, "Warren Patel pays you one and a half million for you to kill the three most competitive targets." ”

James Holder, who participated in the bidding, was killed by him and threw the black pot to the vigilante, while the death of another contender, Carl Rasmussen, did not cause much movement.

On the one hand, the Star City Police Department is tracking down the vigilantes, and there are fears that Martin Summers' gangsters and triads are fighting each other; On the other hand, there are too many rich people who have died recently, which has caused the news media and the residents of Star City to be somewhat numb.

"Walter Steele is the last, right? You could have done the deal and walked away, taking the money for a while, if you hadn't been caught by me. Now, freedom is gone for you. ”

The corners of Leo's mouth provoked a hint of a smile, showed the Tianyan Club logo on his mobile phone, and said with a smile: "Mr. Lawton, you can only do things for the government in the future." Congratulations on joining the Sky Eye Club. ”

"You can't do that! My daughter is only five years old, and she is waiting for me to come back in Gotham...... Her name is Zoe, and her mother is the most irresponsible woman in the world...... I can't be sent to what shit Skyeye will! ”

When Freud saw the sign of the Eye Society, his emotions suddenly became excited, and he knew very well the style of these government departments.

Once co-opted, it means that the identity disappears, and you can only become a "non-existent person" to carry out a dangerous mission of suicide.

"Wait...... Mr. Lawton, please calm down. ”

Leo waved his hand to stop the death shooter's words, and he smiled gently, "Do you think I'm the kind of person who is easily moved by family stories and relents in his heart?" ”

"There are too many bad people in this world, all of whom have tragic or sad pasts, some of them are ridiculed and excluded by others because of physical deformities; Others are trapped in confusion and delusional spirits...... When these people occasionally show compassion or vulnerability, it is inevitable that people will feel sympathy and understanding......"

"But I'm not the kind guy with good intentions. An indifferent villain like me, a conspirator hiding in the dark, won't be impressed by your daughter who lives in Gotham, even though she's only five years old and longs every day for her dad to come home; Although she still has a terrible mother, her future life may be bumpy and difficult. ”