Although he was very upset by this noise, Jia Yongfeng did not lose his cautious personality in the end.

In this era, every evil cultivator is an elite who has been selected by thousands of people to survive, and the guy who can be paralyzed and careless has long been unknown to whose magic weapon he has become, and someone like him who can still survive hundreds of years will even hang up defensive spells!

He didn't know what this voice meant, and even if he ingested the soul of the woman he had just accidentally strangled to death, he couldn't find the meaning that this voice meant.

- This is also a helpless thing, after all, the alarm, even if modern people know, but there should be few people who have really heard it (the flower grower does not count, it is pulled every year), although when hearing this harsh sound, it will be subconsciously associated with the evacuation alarm, but as a bystander reading memory, will not get this associative ability.

It's like flipping through sheet music in a library, you know that the music played by a symphony orchestra is a symphony, but it's still hard to find the exact track if you just take a melody and compare it with the sheet music in the library.

But this kind of irritating sound should not be a normal thing, after all, the aesthetics of mortals are not enough to treat this sound as music.

For the sake of caution, he folded two layers of shields for himself, and then he leaned his head to the window, and saw a group of people running out.

"Is there a disaster happening? Fire? Or is the thunder that they enslaved without spiritual power finally out of control? Jia Yongfeng and his gang reached out and swept around, but they didn't find the expected fire or thunder, which made him extremely puzzled.

But for a moment, he felt a sense of peeping, and he couldn't help but subconsciously look into the distance......

……

Rewind the clock to two minutes, and on the rooftop a kilometer away from Jia Yongfeng's room, two soldiers were watching him nervously.

"George, who's just a serial murderer, can he use an anti-materiel sniper rifle? And it seems that it's not just us, but even the CIA and the National Guard have been dispatched...... Armored vehicles and RPGs? Is it crazy up there? The man with the high-magnification telescope looked around, and through the equipment in his hand, he was surprised to find that there were some peers near the target!

"Shut up and do what you have to do!" The man with the anti-materiel sniper rifle was lying on the edge of the building, and the fifteen-fold mirror was firmly locked on his target, although it was said that capturing alive was the first priority, but the moment the air defense siren sounded, he felt a strong sense of threat.

Then he realized that the woman in the bed was dead, and just a little nervousness caused by the air raid sirens had made him easily kill a human, and that look without the slightest guilt or regret made him know that the one in front of him could no longer be regarded as the same kind.

"Almost every armed unit that New York could dispatch was dispatched, carrying anti-materiel sniper rifles, bazookas, and armored vehicles, and even said that they were going to be captured alive...... Are they taking us for fools? Or do they feel that the enemy who needs to use such equipment is still likely to be captured alive? Such a thought flashed in his heart, and the hand of the sniper, known as George, holding the handle of the gun became tighter and tighter, and even a trace of undue cold sweat broke out in his palm.

"Wait, what is he going to do?" George's observation hand suddenly let out a cry of surprise, and George's heart tightened, and he once again focused his attention on the fifteen-fold mirror, so he saw the handsome man, with an "arrogant" smile, picked up a crystal ashtray from the table, and then threw it out!

"Isn't he trying to smash our ......?"

"Bang!"

A sense of absurdity that had never been felt before welled up in George's heart, as if the Yellow River was overflowing, and he stared blankly at the disappearing head of his observer, and the blood and brains splattered all around, and the irrepressible fear that was eating away at his spirit.

He wanted to roar, he wanted to roar, he wanted to laugh out loud.

"George, George, what's wrong with you?" The voice of his boss came over the walkie-talkie, and George shouted hysterically when he heard this:

"What's wrong? What's wrong with me, you ask? What kind of monster are you big guys targeting? It's okay to let us die, but at least tell us how dangerous the other person is? Ron, Ron, he ......"

"Calm down, Sergeant George, calm down! Please report the situation! The voice on the other side of the walkie-talkie suddenly changed, which made George stunned-

"Who are you?"

"Report the situation immediately, it's an order!" The cold voice on the other side did not answer him, but said without emotion.

"meow your orders!" George wanted to drop the walkie-talkie on the ground when he heard the other party's tone, but the other party's words made him stop-

"I don't know what happened, but Senior Private Ron died in the line of duty, right? Do you want him to die in vain? ”

"Flower Q!" George scolded, and then gritted his teeth: "That guy killed Ron with an ashtray!" An ashtray thrown from a kilometer away with only the strength of his arm killed Ron! ”

"What's ...... this" The boss's stupid voice came from the walkie-talkie, but before he could finish speaking, another somewhat noisy voice came from the other side-

"The goal is out! He jumped from the fifth floor! ”

"Damn it!" George casually threw away the walkie-talkie and re-aligned the scope, and in the magnification of the fifteenx scope, his excellent eyesight could clearly see the hideous expression on the other party's face.

"Die!" George didn't have much of the heart to care about the order to "try to live" at this time, but anyone who knows a little bit knows what the relationship between an observer and a sniper is, and it's okay to catch it alive as much as possible, even if it doesn't catch it alive, right?

The finger pulled the trigger, and the subtle sound barrier was broken through the inside of the barrel, and with the smoke of gunpowder and the belated loud noise, a specially made armor-piercing bullet was fired.

Although the brake did what it should, the huge recoil still made George tremble slightly.

However, he did not mean to stop, but aimed at the enemy again, but this time the bullet fired was an inhumane weapon called a dummy bullet.

Alternate reloading of an armor-piercing bullet and a dummy bullet is his habit when using an anti-materiel sniper rifle, because any enemy who uses an anti-materiel sniper rifle must be a guy with too thick skin to attach.

"Bastard! Who told you to shoot! Someone in command immediately let out a curse when he heard a gunshot over the intercom, but the man in the monitor continued as if he was fine.

"Didn't hit?" George looked at the unharmed man in the scope, his face became ugly, but the next moment, he didn't even have the idea of complaining, because he saw that the target was actually holding a warhead in his hand!

"Strange ......" George's head exploded before he finished speaking, and even the distance that took three seconds to reach even the sound was only a moment at this moment......