There is a profession that has been around since the dawn of mankind very soon. There are people here whose names have gone down in history, such as Jing Ke, Zhuanzhu, Da Shike, and Princip, who have sublimated from killers to the realm of chivalry. There are also people who have become romantic existences, such as Zhongyuan Yihong, or Meng Xingsoul, their stories will continue to be passed on for a long time, and more people are always unknown, because this job is not as beautiful as it seems, and those who want to kill people must always be ready to be killed by others. If you don't have enough skills and want to kill someone, it's called suicide!

Sima Songren has not left the city center these days. He kept mobilizing funds from the country and instructed brokers to cash out their stock funds. Sima is an honest man when it comes to money and never wants to owe anyone a penny. Especially gambling debts. True gamblers understand that it is not difficult to have a good character, but it is not easy to gamble well.

In front of the Caoqi Bank, a luxury solar-powered Honda sedan is parked, and Sima is a patriotic man who likes to use high-end things wherever he goes. Next to the sedan stood a few elite people of the world. They wore suits and ties, and they couldn't hide their murderous spirit at all. In the bank, Sima Songren is handling his business, and there is only one bodyguard who follows him, and the grass flag bank itself has a strong security system, and no one can make trouble here.

200 million yuan. That's it. Sima looked at his account number distressedly, and the manager of the VIP service department said to Sima respectfully, "Sir, do you have any other instructions?" ”

Sima shook his head in frustration, 200 million yuan, he was already ready to chop off his fingers to quit gambling.

Walking out of the gate of the Straw Flag Bank, a cool breeze blew, and it was supposed to be very comfortable in the hot weather. Sima had a peculiar instinct, and vaguely felt that something was wrong. It was this weird sixth sense that had saved him countless times. This time was no exception. In fact, the whole street is no different from when Sima came in, it is all cars coming and going. Maybe it was the long-term life in the army, the days of licking blood on the knife, that gave Sima such a touch.

In the distance, on the roof of a tall building, a sniper holding a laser-guided sniper rifle locked onto Sima from afar. The sniper's body was scorched by the scorching sun, and his clothes were completely soaked as if they had just been fished out of the water. Drops of sweat on his forehead fell on the concrete floor in front of him, the sniper never moved, although Sima's figure was tall, but when he walked out of the bank gate, he was just blocked by bodyguards and doormen.

"COME ON, BABY! Go forward, yes, be good, obedient, my brother will buy you candy to eat after this shot." The sniper muttered in his mind.

Sima suddenly flashed to the side and pulled the bodyguard in front of him.

At this time, the sniper had just pulled the trigger. The hapless bodyguard instantly blossomed in his head. "Damn! Discovered? The sniper didn't have time to find his mistake and pulled the trigger on the distant target in quick succession.

Sima had already rolled on the spot, hiding under his Honda, and several guards also drew their weapons and hid. Attempt to find a sniper point.

The sniper rifle is silent, but the terrifying scene of the bodyguard's headshot has been seen by countless passers-by. The people in the streets panicked and fled in all directions. The originally bustling street is more chaotic than the rural market.

"It's over, there's no chance." The sniper immediately abandoned his gun and quietly left according to the retreat route agreed upon a long time ago.

Zhuo Yuan watched this scene in another building, and coldly gave an order to the female officer: "Plan A fails, implement Plan B immediately." ”

No one knows if the sniper is gone or not. Sima clung to the car, and several guards had already found the best shooting spot. The panicked crowd in the streets was still running wildly. The guards of the Straw Flag Bank also rushed out, and they held various weapons to block the gate to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the chaos to attack the bank.

In the panic, a beautiful girl fell in horror beside one of Sima's guards. The men all felt pity for the jade, and the guard was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously reached out to help the girl. Sima squinted his eyes and hurriedly shouted, "Be careful." ”

But it was too late, the girl suddenly showed a light-edged knife, stabbed into the guard's lower abdomen like thunder and lightning, she didn't seem to be afraid of the blood that flowed out at all, and directly pulled the corpse forward, using it as her own cover, grabbed the guard's gun, and opened fire at Sima.

Sima was also a fortune teller, and the moment the guard was killed, he rolled under the car with a lazy donkey. Just dodged Yu'er's fatal shot. The other guards also ignored the remains of their comrades, turned their guns and opened fire, and in a few seconds, the decrepit guard was beaten into a hornet's nest. Yu'er was forcibly suppressed by the opponent's firepower and could not continue to pursue Sima.

Zhuo Yuan put down the binoculars and gave another order: "Agent, immediately bring someone to cover Yu'er back." Try to see if you can kill Sima, remember, if you miss a hit, retreat immediately! Our people don't make a move. ”

Fortunately, Yu'er is beautiful though. Female, but a girl from an ethnic minority, it is difficult to determine her nationality from the appearance alone. Zhuo Yuan wants to kill Sima, and he also wants to frame the dragon slayer, so naturally Sima can't find out that these killers are our people.

The agent stood at the corner of the street, he brought a dozen or so of Boss Tu's subordinates this time, these are all primitive barbarians, and the barbarians are the same anyway. These brave and ruthless gangsters don't know why the boss wants to kill, they only know that killing someone can get a reward of tens of millions of yuan, saying that people die for money, birds die for food, and tens of millions of huge sums of money are enough for people who sign up to kill people from the Great Wall to the Forbidden City.

They squeezed through the chaotic crowd and raised their weapons and opened fire in Sima's direction. Dense fire from the other direction attracted the attention of the guards. They didn't care about suppressing it, and hurriedly fired back at the gangsters.

Although the gangsters had no military training, they held powerful weapons given by Zhuo Yuan in their hands, and they had tens of millions of bounties as pillars in their spirits, which was enough for them to wrestle their wrists with Sima's well-trained subordinates. As the two sides exchanged fire, the killer took the opportunity to flee the battlefield and retreat to safety under the cover of the thugs.

Sima was already so angry that he gritted his teeth, when had he ever been so embarrassed? pulled his own guards on their backs, and hid under the car and didn't dare to fight. What's going on?

The agent had withdrawn with the gangsters.

Seven or eight bodies were left in the streets, and several people died on both sides. Confirming that he was safe, Sima angrily walked up to the corpse of a thug and kicked him a few times in anger. But his mind was still clear: "Who is going to kill me?" ”

With this question in mind, Sima approached the police department in the city center to exert pressure to find out the origin of the killer.

This time, the police, who have always dragged their feet, were quick to do things, and collected enough evidence in less than a day. Of course, all this evidence was handed over to those stupid police officers by Zhuo Yuan early in the morning. All indications point to the source of the assassination at the dragon slayer who is currently staying in the city center.

"Soul light!" Sima smashed the teacup: "This beast actually wants to take the opportunity to kill me here now?" ”

Now Sima needs to confirm whether Dragon Slayer wants to kill him on a whim, or whether he has already made up his mind and has a well-planned plan to kill him. Sima Ke can't afford to take this risk, and there is only one way to kill this thing, whether you are a beggar on the street or a head of state.

Sima immediately instructed his subordinates: "I want to go back!" ”