"This person's name is Pak-Key," the Erawan Buddha looked at the photo in Liu Jianming's hand and held out a finger, "He is the leader of the Jiyun Gang, a new force that has recently risen in Bangkok's Chinatown." He had a shipping company under his command and was very good at water transportation. But it's a pity ......"

The eight-faced Buddha shook his head, "He chose the wrong partner to work with." I received word that he would have a deal with his current partner in the factory area in the western suburbs in three days' time. The task I give you is open-ended, you can do whatever you want, I just want a satisfactory result, you are a smart person who should understand what I mean. ”

Liu Jianming nodded.

"Of course, if you need any additional help, you can also mention it to me now." The eight-faced Buddha asked kindly.

Liu Jianming shook his head, "No need, it's just two waves of reptiles, I have enough one." ”

"Very good!" The Erawan Buddha looked at his eyes with admiration, looked at his eyes under reading glasses and said, "I hope Mena and I are not mistaken about you." ”

……

Three days later, in the abandoned factory area, at twenty o'clock in the evening.

It was pitch black, and there was a faint sound of a dog barking in the distance, and a night breeze blew, and a figure on the roof of the two-story bungalow moved.

It's Liu Jianming.

He crouched behind the chimney on the roof, and there were two dragging wires on the open-air chimney that led to the pole at the mouth of the alley in the distance.

There was a street lamp on the pole, the light was very dim, and some small flying insects lingered on the glass surface of the bulb.

There was a faint metallic sound. Liu Jianming, who was on the top of the bungalow, pulled out the magazine, and in the magazine were full yellow bullets, fifteen and one after another.

With a click, the magazine returned to its place, and Liu Jianming pulled the sleeve of the Beretta 92F pistol in his hand.

With both guns in hand, he made an aiming gesture towards the distant telephone pole intersection.

The gun feels very good, and the Beretta 92F is the first of the top ten guns in the world in the pistol.

At this moment, the sound of a car engine could be heard in the distance.

Liu Jianming immediately curled up and tried to hide himself.

After a while, several cars drove from the alleyway below to the intersection of the telephone pole.

There were also a few cars driving across the pole.

After parking, two groups of people got out of the car.

Through the not-so-bright street lamps on the telephone poles, Liu Jianming saw the target of the mission in the crowd, the middle-aged man Pak-Key, who looked quite imposing, and there was a young man of the same age as himself standing next to him, who seemed to be his henchman.

The two sides talked about it for a while, what they said was far away and couldn't be heard clearly, and it seemed that after the negotiation, the two sides each took out two boxes from the car and put them on the hood of the car for inspection.

Then the two sides shook hands and laughed......

Liu Jianming raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, then put on insulating gloves, stood up from behind the chimney, walked to the edge of the roof, and suddenly jumped, the glove held the wire above his head with one hand and slid down from top to bottom, sliding to the intersection under the telephone pole at the end of the wire, and the muzzle of the Beretta 92F pistol held in his hand condescendingly aimed at the two groups of people who were laughing next to the telephone pole.

The sound of sizzling is getting louder and louder.

"What sound?!" The young man next to Pak-Key shouted.

The voice fell.

Liu Jianming, who was gliding in, pulled the trigger continuously with the fingers of his right hand.

Bang Bang -

In the darkness, white flames burst out of the air, just like spot welding when burning electric welding.

"Pak-Key, beware!" The young man immediately threw his boss to the ground.

The chest, head, and shoulders of those who laughed constantly burst into bloody flowers, and the laughter instantly turned into water laughter, and they fell to the ground.

As soon as someone opened the car door and drilled in, two blood holes burst out of his back one after another, howling miserably, and the glass on the car door shattered with a bang, splashing his head all over his face.

Liu Jianming glided down strongly, dropping an empty magazine in the air, and after his feet landed, a new magazine of fifteen rounds had been returned to its place.

There was a click, and the sleeve was pulled.

In the field of vision, a guy peeked out from behind the hood and took aim with his gun.

Liu Jianming pulled the trigger casually, boom!

"Ahh

The guy had only time to let out a scream before his head exploded, and the young man who had pounced on Pak-Key was all over his face.

"Who is this person?" Brother Pak-Key below him asked.

"I don't know," said the young man, wiping the red and white from his face, "this man is terrible. ”

The voice fell, bang, bang, two more sounds, boom, and the two corpses fell straight over, smashing the window of the seven-person car next to them.

Broken glass was everywhere, and the young man immediately hugged his head again.

The gunfire stopped, and the muzzle of the Beretta 92F pistol was smoking and piping hot.

Liu Jianming's gaze swept around, and there was no humanoid creature around him who could still stand up.

"Save ...... Help me......" A guy on the ground of the car tire held out his hand to himself.

Liu Jianming pulled the trigger.

Boom!

"Ahh

The guy screamed and was silent.

For these scum, he has always been unrelenting, and if he dies, he will do one less harm to society.

Liu Jianming walked over to the seven-seater car with his gun in hand, and he remembered that the young man seemed to be hiding behind the car with Pak-Key.

As soon as he walked through the hood, a fist slammed into his front door with a strong wind.

Liu Jianming frowned and tilted his head sharply.

The fist grazed his cheek.

Avoiding that fist, Liu Jianming slammed the magazine of the Beretta 92F pistol in his hand into the head of the sneak attacker.

The man reached out and grabbed his armpit, forcefully stopping the pistol from slamming, and then punched his other hand into his cheek.

Liu Jianming directly gave him a knee blow, against his soft abdomen, he retched, the fist he picked up suddenly lost its strength, and the attack launched was stillborn before it began, and the hand that crossed his armpit was also released.

"Le Shao!" Pak-Key shouted in the darkness, and he took aim with a pistol.

Liu Jianming slammed the trigger.

Boom!

"Ahh

Pak-Key screamed, a spark exploded in his hand, and the pistol disappeared.

"Brother Pak-Key!" The retching young man went berserk, "Bastard! ”

He hit his head straight at himself.

Liu Jianming stepped back, grabbed his hair, took a few steps back like a bullfight, and then threw up and kicked him in the chest.

With a snap, he fell out like a broken sack and landed at Pak-Key's feet.

"Don't move!" Liu Jianming pointed the muzzle of the Beretta 92F pistol in his hand at them.