Seriously, we're killing people.

Malenkov only grinds his teeth with hatred, and the fingers holding the gun are white because they are too hard.

The Carolingian family offered a bounty of two million euros, which was a lot of money. If the reward is publicly offered, countless villains who have lost their lives will rush up, just hoping to earn this huge amount of money.

As the top killer of the Carolingian family, Malenkov naturally has his own merits. He became famous in Eastern Europe by being ruthless and courageous, and he became even more successful in Western Europe, amassing a lot of wealth in the frenzied killing.

All sorts of business oligarchs, local gangsters like to turn to Malenkov to purge dissidents. He works fast and well, never drags his feet and doesn't cause any trouble to his employers. In just a few years, he became a well-known C-class killer on the dark web.

This is much more powerful than Zhou Qingfeng's rookie F-class.

But now in just a minute or two, Malenkov has been 'hit hard'. He was almost hit by Zhou Qingfeng with a kitchen knife, and then he was stunned by an apple and his nose and face were swollen - to be exact, his left eye was smashed squarely, and he was almost invisible when he was swollen, and he was about to become a one-eyed dragon.

Bastard, how can an apple smash into such an effect?

Malenkov felt as if he had been punched by a heavyweight boxer, and his head was dizzy. He shook his head vigorously, trying to make himself more conscious, but instead of alleviating the dizziness, the dizziness became heavier and heavier.

At this critical juncture, a tense and grim symphony suddenly came from the direction of the restaurant.

Music?

That turtle grandson playing music at this time?

The loud music began with a series of powerful notes that startled the dazed Malenkov.

A cold, majestic fortissive string music is playing. But soon the tone weakened, and the rapid and restless voice spread, as if doom was imminent, like Malenkov's current mood.

It panicked and cold, it hesitated and restless, until a strong chord intercepted it, and a powerful strong note reappeared, like a strong man who broke his fate.

Thrilling!

After a moment of silence, a loud horn sounded in the horn part. A powerful and unwavering melody becomes the mainstream, breaking through everything with an unbeatable spirit, uplifting and fearless.

Who?

Who's playing the music?

What's wrong with you? It's time to die, and the volume is turned up to the maximum to play "Symphony of Destiny"?

The horn tones sounded, and it was calling people to rise up and fight.

Gradually, the intensity of the music is weakening, the registers are frequently changing, and the pitch is low and unstable, as if doubting and vacillating the struggle. Suddenly, the fate theme breaks in again, and it cries out rudely, entering the climactic movement of the Great Explosion.

Malenkov's brain was about to explode, he could only half open one eye, holding a gun in both hands and shouting: "Victor. Hugo, don't hide. It's useless for you to play this kind of trick. ”

It's a pity that these words were forcibly suppressed by louder music. Mrs. Flynn, who was even close enough to pass a wall, could not hear it. Instead, she trembled at the music, her hands were tight or loose, and her mouth was constantly murmuring.

"God, I will repent! What the hell are you trying to tell me, Victor? I warn you, you are not allowed to say those forbidden words. That is a sin that will never be forgiven. ”

Mrs. Flynn was immersed in the grand music and was emotionally stirred.

Malenkov also received foreign aid. Two of his companions heard a loud symphony in the room and hurriedly asked about the situation on the radio. But Malenkov was so noisy that he couldn't even hear what he was saying, let alone anything else.

Two stout killers rushed to Flynn's door, one guarding the outside and the other inside with a gun. When the man came in, he found that Malenkov had done nothing, but had been swollen in one eye, and he was standing in the living room, unable to move or retreat, and even a little unsteady.

"Malenkov, what the hell is going on? Has the target been cleared? We don't have much time to stay, the police can be there at any time. The killer who came in shouted.

Only by leaning close to his ears could Malenkov hear the voice of his companion. He shouted angrily, "The target is in the dining room, and there's a bitch in the kitchen." They're inside. ”

"And what's the matter with you?" The killer who came in asked.

"I ......, I was hit with an apple." Malenkov felt ashamed. After so many years of being a killer, he is the most unlucky today - the kid who is the target is fast. You go and kill him, he still has time to flirt with women.

Forget about flirting, he also plays "Symphony of Destiny" for you.

This is a blatant mockery!

"No matter how much, that kid is hiding behind that wall in the restaurant, hurry up and kill him." Malenkov was also in a hurry, and it was completely beyond his expectations that things would turn out like this.

It is said that the killer is 'one hit misses, thousands of miles away'. If the situation is not right, you should retreat immediately. But Malenkov was so angry in his heart, he didn't stop if he didn't kill Zhou Qingfeng. He and his companions walked one after the other, two guns pointed at the restaurant, step by step.

The killer who came in later was ahead, he hadn't tasted Zhou Qingfeng's suffering, and his speed was faster. As the muzzle of his gun was about to sweep through the corner of the dining room, he saw Mrs. Flynn standing in the direction of the kitchen.

Mrs. Flynn still kept her eyes closed and felt 'fate', and the powerful music excited her, intoxicated her, and made her unable to extricate herself. As soon as the killer saw her, he subconsciously turned his head to take a second look.

Malenkov couldn't open one eye and could only assist in the back. When you see your companion turn their heads, you immediately have to give a warning. But before he could speak, a figure rushed out from the direction of the restaurant.

Zhou Qingfeng, who was hiding in the restaurant, was separated from the killer by a wall, and the distance between the two sides was less than one meter. The shadow on the ground gave him the best instructions, and as soon as he saw that his opponent was coming, he was ready to fight desperately.

The moment the lead killer turns his head, the moment his attention is distracted for a few tenths of a second, this is the best opportunity.

Zhou Qingfeng only stretched out his hand and grabbed the pistol held by the killer like lightning. The other party felt that the situation was sudden and immediately pulled the trigger. At this time, Zhou Qingfeng was facing the muzzle of the gun, and as long as he shot, he would definitely hit him.

But the killer's index finger couldn't be pulled down, and he was shocked to realize that Zhou Qingfeng's thumb was stuck behind the trigger. He immediately abandoned his gun and retreated, trying to get out of the way, after all, there was still Malenkov behind him to shoot. He himself could draw out a spare gun.

It's just that as soon as the killer retreated, Zhou Qingfeng followed him like a shadow. After snatching the gun, he exploded with all his strength, like a cannonball, directly approaching the killer, and slammed the opponent's chest with his shoulder - the killer weighed more than 100 kilograms, and was knocked into the air.

Zhou Qingfeng, who launched the impact, did not stop. In such a short moment, he was furious and threw down the pistol he had snatched, waved his fists, and drew an afterimage with his arms, fiercely attacking the killer's head and face.

As soon as the punch was struck, the killer's neck rose uncontrollably, and blood flew out of his mouth and nose; Another punch, the neck twisted, the cervical vertebrae were broken, and the sound of bones shattering could be clearly heard; With another punch, it hit the jaw, the mandible burst, and the corpse flew high, and it was a life!

The fierce Zhou Qingfeng hit a critical hit, and he was invincible in close combat!

In the blink of an eye, Malenkov, who was following behind, could open his mouth to warn him, and he saw his companion flying. His muzzle range was completely blocked by the corpses of his companions, who even had a tendency to fly over and hold him down. This forced him to hurriedly squat down and roll on the spot.

The whereabouts of the corpse, Zhou Qingfeng also followed the deception. He touched the ground and reached out to grab Malenkov. But the tumbling Malenkov avoided his arm range and hurried towards the door of the living room.

Another killer guarding the door also sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly aimed his gun at Zhou Qingfeng to shoot. After the popping bullets were silenced, they flew out one after another, forcing Zhou Qingfeng to twist his body and hide behind the corpse that fell to the ground.

"Leave." Malenkov turned and fled out of the living room, realizing that his operation had failed, that he could no longer stay, and that he had to evacuate immediately.

The guy in the room is a complete monster, with fast movements, great strength, and a problem with his brain, which will be killed if he is not careful. Malenkov and his accomplices took cover alternately, quickly jumped into the van parked at the door, and quickly fled.

Zhou Qingfeng waited behind the corpse for a few seconds, and after confirming that the enemy had withdrawn, he quickly picked up the captured pistol. He hurried out, only to see the back of his opponent's smoking van and the distorted face in the rearview mirror.

Grass fucking!

Back in the living room, "Symphony of Destiny" is still playing, but the floor is a mess. The dead killer lay on the carpet, blood stained in a large patch. Looking at the few more bullet holes on the wall, it is even more difficult to hide the traces.

This mess still needs to be cleaned up.

Zhou Qingfeng had no time to waste. He grabbed the body and threw it into the dustbin in the backyard of Flynn's house. Then he took a large box of tomato juice out of the fridge and poured it on the living room carpet. As for the bullet holes in the walls, it's really hard to explain.

Pin the pistol to the back of the waist and see if there is nothing unusual on you. Zhou Qingfeng walked to the restaurant and lowered the volume of the "Symphony of Destiny" that was being played. Mrs. Livenn, who had been stunned, felt someone more in front of her, and couldn't help but open her eyes.

"Oh, Victor, I'm ready to hear anything you say." Mrs. Flynn was already about to accept her fate, her chest rose and fell, and she grabbed Zhou Qingfeng's arms in turn, "No matter what it is, I am willing to listen." Say it. ”

Listen to the ghost!

I just don't want to see you panic, run around in fright, and deliberately make you close your eyes. Besides, I want to continue to live here, and I don't want you to know that Lao Tzu is being hunted down.

What do you want me to say?

Zhou Qingfeng was entangled, smiling bitterly, embarrassed, and his expression was extremely complicated, which in Mrs. Flynn's eyes was an expression of her rich emotions. The mature woman hugged the boy and comforted him softly, "Child, you know that you may have some special feelings for me.

But this emotion is indeed not so easy to accept by the world. I understand what you're trying to say, you don't have to open your mouth, I know it all. I can relate to your pain, and that's love. ”

What?

This brain is too rich!

Zhou Qingfeng, who was hugged, had a question mark on his face, and he could only say 'frankly': "My emotions just now were a little turbulent and too nervous. I knocked over a box of tomato juice, stained the carpet in the living room, and broke the table in the dining room. In addition......"

"It's okay." Mrs. Flynn immediately comforted: "Each of us should face our hearts, there must be a way to solve the problems between us, and God will forgive us." ”

Zhou Qingfeng kissed Mrs. Flynn stupidly, hugged him, and thought to himself: "God still cares about this?" It's so idle. ”

Wait, what the hell does this woman mean?