Chapter 306: Who Do You Think You Are?

Taking a deep breath and diving into the turbid sewage, Wang Cheng began to unload the magazine with one hand, and reappeared three seconds later, his pistol was close to the water, first raised the muzzle and fired three consecutive rounds at the "high probability direction", and then lowered the muzzle without pause, and a triple shot hit the water horizontally......

After the first three rounds passed, there seemed to be layers of sound barriers in the air, and when the bullets passed through, it seemed that water was dripping on the surface of the water, and the air rippled layer by layer, and the image in front of them was slightly distorted and fluctuated, and as a result, the three bullets only flew to the center of the center, and then fell weakly.

The second triple shot was much more lucky, after all, the three bullets were not fatal to the singer, and they were almost without pause from the previous wave. The singer was preoccupied with life-threatening bullets, which undoubtedly hit the boat at his feet, sending sawdust flying. Immediately, the overwhelming sewage surged, and the boat was washed up to the top of the waves, and the waves splashed down and drenched the singers' heads and faces.

At this time, the singing did not stop, and the singer looked up, Wang Cheng and his assistants had been submerged by the raging sewage waves, and the wave valley rushed over, and the bombs and mines that had been glued to the walls were wiped out...... Suddenly, the singer felt that he was eating and drinking, and when he looked down, there were a few more water columns on the boat, and the sewage flowed along the bullet hole just now, and only for a while, the water had already overflowed his shoes, and in the blink of an eye, the lowest bullet hole was already under the water, but the singer clearly saw that this bullet hole was like a spring. Sewage gushes into the boat.

After a pause in the singing, the singer took the opportunity to breathe back, and he was short enough to plug the bullet holes with a rag or a finger...... All this was only five or six seconds away from Wang Cheng's two shots. As soon as the singer's fingers touched the water, suddenly, a huge electric current poured into his body from his fingertips, and the singer's body contracted involuntarily and violently, and this contraction made his singing voice have to be interrupted, and then, he could no longer sing......

A mercenary whose body is submerged in water. At this moment, he also felt the impact of a huge electric current, a strong muscle contraction, making his fingertips clasp more tightly against the dent on the wall, this current is not continuous, it is like a high-frequency surge wave after wave, so the mercenary's fingertips keep contracting like spasms. Because the frequency of the current rush was so high, the spasmodic airway muscles did not have time to transmit enough air to the lungs, and the mercenary fell into a suffocating coma almost instantly...... When he woke up again, he was already on the boat.

A few glow sticks littered around the boat glowed blue. Faintly illuminates the surroundings. At the bow of the boat lay a ten-year-old young man. He rushed down with his face down, his whole body lying on the deck, and the sleeve of one hand was missing. One arm fell into the water with one arm in the water, the other hand left on the boat, and the firearm was nowhere to be found. Bloodlines still flowed from the corpse's throat. And Wang Cheng was at the stern of the boat, holding a white and beautiful pseudo-mother in his hand, at this moment, the pseudo-girl's body was soft and drooping, and her whole body seemed to have no bones, because the placket was grabbed by Wang Cheng. His spine bent in a strange arc, and the joints of his hands and feet were weak. Wang Cheng's hand shook only slightly, and his limbs were like willows shaking in the wind.

This pseudo-lady is like a handsome boy in an oil painting, with a well-defined nose, beautiful eyebrows, long and thick eyelashes, and even thick lips...... Plus two eyes are blank. And Wang Cheng was staring at each other's eyes at the moment, and during the eye contact between the two, the air between the two eyes was like a desert road steaming at noon, distorting and fluctuating the surrounding scene. At the same time, there was a spasm in the pseudo-Niang's body from time to time, but this muscle twitching did not affect the eye contact between the two, because no matter how the pseudo-Niang spasmed, the distance between his and Wang Cheng's eyes did not change at all. ..., the mercenary took a breath, feeling his strength gradually recovering, he took off his water-soaked helmet and threw it on the boat, leaning against the wall of the ship, gulping in a big gulp of foul gas. Wang Cheng let go of his hand when he heard the movement, and the pseudo-mother fell softly on the boat - at this time, the water level in the sewer no longer rose, the hull of the ship was very stable, the stone steps of the underwater pier had been flooded to the highest position, the mice on the stone steps were crawling happily, the clever mice quickly broke away after taking food from the water, and the stupid mice kept moving along the water line, as if waiting for the water level to recede, and the garbage in the water remained on the stone steps, and then easily obtained the food by themselves.

Looking down, the bullet holes in the hull of the ship have been blocked by a piece of cloth...... The mercenary suddenly felt that the fabric was familiar, and he turned his head to look at the bow of the ship, and yes, the missing sleeve on the bow corpse was in the hole. At this moment, I only listened to Wang Cheng's low command: "Clean and clean up the aftermath." ”

The mercenary suddenly lifted his spirits, and he quickly groped around, and found that the weapon on his body had been lost, the video screen intercom tied to his arm was gone, and only a dagger was left on his body. Without hesitation, he drew his dagger and climbed to the bow of the ship over the corpse...... Sure enough, there was a big hole in the throat of this guy. The mercenary cut the opponent's clothes with a dagger without stopping, quickly stripped the opponent of only his underwear, and then used the dagger to cut a few times in the wound, stretched his finger into the wound and groped for a moment, but found no bullet remaining.

With a flip of his hand, he threw the body into the sewage.

Next, he picked up a piece of clothing and wrapped it around his hand, reached out to cross the other party's neck, and pressed the entire head of the puppet girl into the water - the clothes were wrapped around his hands to prevent finger marks on the puppet girl's neck.

The puppet girl's head struggled weakly in the water, his dying struggle was very weak, it seemed that he didn't even have the strength of a chick, the mercenary leaned over his head in surprise, ready to carefully find the reason, at this time Wang Cheng used the headlamp to illuminate the clothes on the deck, he seemed to know the mercenary's doubts, and bowed his head while checking and said: "His fifth to sixth spine is broken, oh, medically called 'high paraplegia'." ”

The mercenary nodded silently, and when the weak struggle in his hand stopped, he reached out and pressed it on the other party's carotid artery, not detecting any fluctuations...... Originally, he should have pushed the other party's corpse into the sewage with a flip, but in today's attack, he had seen too many strange situations, and the ability shown by the pseudo-mother had completely destroyed his self-confidence. Wang Cheng's performance trampled his last bit of arrogance on the ground, he shook his head extremely unconfidently, and gestured for Wang Cheng to come over and take a look.

Wang Cheng is using a dagger to cut the stripped clothes. He cut his clothes into strips and threw them into the water, and when he saw the gesture of the mercenary, he did not stop working in his hands, and after glancing at the pseudo-mother, he ordered: "Do it." ”

The mercenary's hand flipped over, and the body of the puppet girl rolled into the water. Wang Cheng's headlamp followed the corpse for a moment, and the corpse drifted downstream. A moment later, the rats on the stone steps were alarmed by the sound of falling water, and several huge rats happily rushed into the water and swam in a line towards the corpse. After a few seconds, several rats scurried up to the puppet's back, and then, the sound of rats gnawing in the tunnel sounded, which alarmed more rats, in the blink of an eye. The water was full of rat backs. It's dark and disgusting.

"Mission accomplished, evacuate immediately. The connection point was changed to point B" Wang Cheng ordered the video intercom on his arm, and with the help of the faint fluorescence, the mercenary found that Wang Cheng's equipment was very active. His helmet was still fully buttoned to his head, a Magnum pistol was stuck in the holster on his right thigh, the intercom on his arm was faintly fluorescent, and there was a bullet hole in the chest of his body armor, but the bullet did not penetrate the body armor...... Seeing the warhead on the opponent's bulletproof vest, the mercenary suddenly came back to his senses. He felt pain everywhere in his body, and even the tips of his hair throbbed. He touched his face, felt that the skin on his face scraped his hands like fish scales, and the part touched by his palm was a hot hot ........., at this time, Wang Cheng had already disposed of the clothes on the ship, leaving two mobile phones, a watch, and a pen memory, he took off the body armor, cut the body armor a few times, threw it into the water, and then put the mobile phone and memory into his pocket, the mercenary saw Wang Cheng's movements, and also began to take off the body armor for processing, after doing the final work, the mercenary walked to the bow of the ship, Pull the rope on the bow of the boat, the boat is close to the stone steps, the two immediately jumped on the highest part of the stone steps, the mercenary untied the fixed rope of the boat, threw a miniature grenade to the boat, and then watched the boat float down the river, a minute later, the tunnel in the distance sounded a low muffled sound, dozens of seconds later, the air wave generated by the explosion rushed to the face, and after dozens of seconds, the water wave counterattacked and surged up the stone steps, at this time, Wang Cheng and the mercenary who were hiding in the hidden place of the stone steps finally determined that all traces were covered, and the two quickly separated from the doll's guidance.

On a street somewhere in Paris, the doll drove the van to stop quickly on the side of the street, three minutes later, the manhole cover under the van tray opened a crack, a miniature probe stretched out and moved around for a moment, Wang Cheng and the mercenary covered in mud climbed out of the sewer, the chassis of the van, a movable door lifted upward, and the two people got into the van without stopping, and another mercenary waiting in the car immediately felt that the stench filled the entire carriage, and he endured the pungent smell and leaned over to restore the manhole cover to its original state, Close the movable door at the bottom of the car, and the doll immediately starts the car to quickly disengage.

At the back of the carriage, Wang Cheng and the mercenaries quickly took off their sewage-soaked clothes, while another mercenary waiting in the car picked up deodorant and sprayed them non-stop. As the car was moving, Wang Cheng and the mercenaries began to change into new clothes. The doll found a trash can halfway through, and the car stopped for a moment, and the clothes taken off had already gone into the trash can. During this time, in the carriage, the doll's computer screen flashed rapidly, as if it was entering a large amount of information...... That's right, this large amount of information comes from the memory of the pseudo-mother and the singer. Wang Cheng used mind reading to quickly search the cerebral cortex of the pseudo-mother, and after grabbing the other party's memory, he was storing some filtered important information.

The van ran all the way to the famous Saint-Germain-des-Prés district in Paris, the doll's computer screen was not flickering, the data input was suspended, Wang Xiang panted as quickly as he lost his strength, and let the doll come to help him dress up......

It is the artistic heart of the art capital, where the design centers of the world's luxury brands such as Hermès, Louis Vuitton, and Chanel are located.

At the end of a small street is a photo studio, which is very famous in the fashion industry, and countless of the world's top models hope to walk into this photo studio, fix their beautiful photos with the camera, and then appear on the covers of the world's fashion magazines, and become the top fashion figures. Today, the young photographer Jean. Gerlang has just sent off a few supermodels, whose faces are almost household names, but let. Rierlang didn't shy away from these breathtakingly beautiful faces, and just stopped when they were sent to the foyer.

Just as I was about to turn around. Two men walked in, one in front of the other, with a well-proportioned figure and a sense of coordination between his movements like athletes. The bridge of the nose looks like a Greek marble sculpture, looks stylish, with a casual smile in his eyes, wearing an expensive Ferre suit, and when he sees the world supermodel walking out, he blows a provocative whistle frivolously, and rolls up his sleeves very nouveau riche. Revealing the gold swaying Patek Philippe watch on his arm, he waved his hand at the supermodels exaggeratedly, causing the supermodels to chuckle, but their footsteps did not stop at all, and their long hair fluttered out of the photo studio.

Let. Rierlang frowned, and looked the two people who came in up and down, and the one behind him looked at the obvious fat overweight of the other party's physique, and the tough face full of White Russian features. knew that the latter one was a bodyguard. And it's a Russian bodyguard, as for the son-in-law in front, there is obviously a problem with taste. Dressed in a light blue glittering Ferre suit, with sparkling sequinée leather shoes on his feet, he was full of gaudy nouveau riche temperament. Although she is also handsome, if you want to be a model, it is still far from enough. ..., the boy whistled lightly and walked briskly to Jean. Rierlang side, as the other party approached, let. Gerlang twitched his nose slightly. Although this boy is sprinkled with a strong high-end perfume, it still has a sewer smell. Such people let. Gerlong didn't like it. He frowned and asked rigidly, "Is there an appointment?" ”

Wang Cheng approached the other party with a smile and replied in a cynical tone: "Do I still have to make an appointment?" Look at this face and think about it, does this face still need to make an appointment? ”

The aunt who was in charge of registration and greeting customers at the counter showed a look of disdain: Who are you? Claudia. Seaver is here to make an appointment too, who do you think you are?

Let. Gerlang replied: "Even if the President of France comes to me, he needs to make an appointment in advance." ”

Wang Cheng added with a smile: "Look at my eyes, stare at my eyes...... yes, that's it, remember? ”

Let. Rierlang only inadvertently made eye contact with the other party, and in an instant, he felt that he had fallen into the endless sea, surrounded by warm, unrefreshing warm water, and that warmth made him feel as if he was back in the womb, lazily not wanting to do anything. In a trance, his thoughts flew quickly, his memories were surging like a tide, and even the secret events of his childhood that he couldn't remember passed by one by one like a movie fast shot......

At this time, the majestic bodyguard was taking off the "close" sign from the door, hanging it on the glass door very unceremoniously, and then began to close the door and close the window, the aunt in the counter was angry by the bodyguard's rude behavior, she stood up and scolded the bodyguard loudly, but the bodyguard ignored the continued action, and began to draw the curtains, this strong man has an advantage in height and weight, the aunt shouted a few voices, but did not dare to approach the other party, she asked for help like Xiang Rang. Gerlang looked, but found that Jean. The situation is even more bizarre there in Gerlang.

I saw Jean. Ri Erlang seemed to have been caught in an evil spell, his eyes were dull, his body kept shrinking and shrinking, as if he was afraid of something, his knees were weak, and he seemed to be about to collapse to the ground at any time, and it was only by Wang Cheng that he grabbed his collar to still maintain a standing posture. And Wang Cheng had a cynical smile on his face, chattering endlessly, and muttered in a gentle tone: "Remember? When we were eight years old, we made a bet under a cherry tree, and you said that you were going to be a big man, make a lot of money, and make the most noble beauties compete to dedicate themselves to you, and you were going to buy a luxury yacht......"

Wang Cheng's words sounded very kind, as if he was talking to Jean. Rierlang knew each other eight hundred years ago, as if the two were really intimate and wore the same pants, but the aunt felt that those words were chilling, and the temperature in the air seemed to have dropped a lot, and she shivered in horror, not daring to stop the bodyguard's movements. And at this time, let's . Ri Erlang's face showed traces of struggle, and he seemed to be resisting, trying his best to break free from the restraints, and his eyes tried to disengage from Wang Cheng...... But he couldn't.

At this time, the bodyguard at the door unhurriedly took out a pistol from his arms, took out the silencer in an orderly manner, and slowly screwed the silencer onto the muzzle, the aunt's eyes were like cowbells, as if her eyes were about to come out of her sockets, she opened her mouth wide in fear, but she couldn't make any sound in her throat, she watched the bodyguard come over, put the muzzle of the gun into his mouth, and then pulled the trigger.

At this time, Wang Cheng let go of the let. The body of Gerlang is a talented famous young photographer Jean. Rierlang fell to the floor almost at the same time as Auntie's body, but Auntie's body was already breathless when it landed. Rierlang only had the strength to breathe. Wang Cheng stood up straight, he raised his hand to his throat and tore it gently, taking off a mask from his face. Rierlang's pupils shrank and he took a deep breath.

With all his last strength, he said condemningly: "What, it's you? How could you...... That's impossible! I understand...... I understand, it turns out that your greatest specialty is shielding, and you can completely hide your information, so that I can allow you to approach ...... without warning."

Wang Cheng replied in a calm tone: "Actually, you should know that the pianist died in my hands, and he didn't notice my approach before he died, as his apprentice, how could you surpass him?" ”

"Sewers—", Jean. Rierlang felt that his body was gradually regaining strength, he moved his hands and feet, and whispered: "You have the smell of sewerage, you must have just chased and killed the singer, he must be dead, otherwise you will not find me...... Ha, I told him he didn't need to flee, because you've never managed to escape - but I'll be the first! ”

Let's say let. Rierlang's figure suddenly burst out.