Hualongying Teahouse, when it first opened and chose the location, it was purposeful.

Although this is not very remote, it can avoid people's eyes and ears, and once there is a problem, it is also convenient to evacuate as soon as possible.

It only takes a fifteen-minute drive to reach the hub of the transportation network around the city.

Just as Zhuang Bi drove into the underground parking lot of the teahouse, on the top floor of the building opposite the teahouse, someone slowly withdrew his gaze.

The entire ground floor is an oversized room, and a circle of floor-to-ceiling windows is specially made of glass, so that you can only see the outside from the inside.

On the roof, two helicopters are parked.

The rooms are dark in colour but luxuriously furnished.

In the center are two rows of sofas, a diminutive middle-aged man in a kimono and a thin old man sitting opposite each other drinking tea.

The handsome young man who left the window looked cold, returned to the sofa and sat down, and smiled at the thin old man.

The smile was cold:

"Bai Sang, we, when will we do it?"

A cruel smile flashed in Bai Fei's eyes:

"It's coming."

At this time, the phone in Bai Fei's hand shook slightly.

He glanced at it, and suddenly showed a smug smile:

"The fish has been hooked, let's get started."

After speaking, he raised his hand slightly.

In a dark corner of the room, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared.

The pupils of the two Dongying masters opposite Bai Fei shrank suddenly.

The middle-aged man looked extremely ordinary, but in the room, there was a sudden hint of danger.

The other party didn't even look at them, and just walked to the window without looking.

He carried a black box 40 centimeters wide but more than two meters long.

The other party squatted down slowly, put down the black box in his hand very gently, and then opened it gently.

Only when he saw the contents of the box, the middle-aged man's calm eyes were filled with a touch of obsession and excitement.

In the box, there is a gun, the shape is not much different from the traditional sniper, but it has two half-arc barrels that are one meter and three long.

When holding this gun, the temperament of the middle-aged man changed.

It was as if he was one with the gun, he was the gun, and the gun was him.

The two Dongying people exchanged a surprised look with each other, but their hearts were extremely vigilant.

This middle-aged man is clearly an ordinary person.

But he can give people such a strong sense of threat.

Especially the gun in his hand, what the hell is it?

The atmosphere in the room became tense, and only the middle-aged man was slowly fiddling with the spear in his hand.

Bai Fei suddenly smiled proudly and said slowly:

"This, but the number one sniper king next to my son-in-law, now the number one killer in the world ranking is in front of him, it is not worth mentioning at all, hehehe, there are as many as thirty-seven ancient warriors who died in his hands, and there are at least eight masters among them, not weaker than you."

"Yaga!"

The handsome and bewitching young Dongying man cursed lightly and shook his head.

In fact, for ancient warriors, no matter how powerful a sniper is, to them, the threat is not very great.

Of course, it's not uncommon for boats to capsize in the gutter.

Once the distance is pulled away, let alone the sniper king, the sniper emperor is not easy to make.

An ancient warrior of the Eastern world, invincible in close combat.

The corresponding superpower of the Western world is good at long-range attacks.

Glancing at the middle-aged man, the handsome young man smiled disdainfully, and snorted softly in his mouth.

In the room, the air suddenly twisted strangely.

More than a dozen figures shrouded in black clothes, exuding a dark aura and holding Dongying knives, appeared in front of Bai Fei and stood in a row.

The young man smiled proudly:

"Bai Sang, this is my Mitsui family's slave soldier, what do you think?"

An unnatural brilliance flashed in Bai Fei's eyes, and he said lightly:

"The heavenly ninja of Jiahe Ryu is actually just a slave soldier in the hands of Mitsui Jungongzi, and he really deserves to be Mitsui Gongzi."

Mitsui Jun was about to speak, but was preempted by the middle-aged man in kimono next to him:

"Bai Sang, please be rude to the juniors of the original family, if Gongzi Hai is the descendant of my Mitsui family, compared to him, we side branches are not qualified to be presumptuous, Jun, apologize to Bai Sang immediately, you are too presumptuous."

Mitsui Jun's face changed, but he could only endure the dissatisfaction in his heart and bowed his head to Bai Fei:

"Bai San, please forgive me for being rude."

Bai Fei smiled slightly:

"It's understandable that young people don't know the severity of their circumstances, if it's not for Mr. Mitsui Ryugami, my son-in-law, there is no need to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors, after all, compared to the royal family, even if he is the first chaebol in Dongying, it is just ...... Hehe. ”

Mitsui Jun was furious, but was blocked by a look from the man in the kimono.

"Bai Sang, you are right, compared to the Mitsui family and the royal family, it is like a firefly to Haoyue, but today's royal family, after all, is still the bloodline of my Mitsui clan in exile back then, we should work together with each other."

Bai Fei nodded noncommittally and said:

"Let's get started."

By the window, the middle-aged man had already set up the spear, and the muzzle of the gun protruded fifty centimeters from the window.

A special silver bullet was fifteen centimeters long, but it was only the thickness of the head of chopsticks.

Reluctantly rubbing the bullet in his hand, the middle-aged man fed the bullet into the chamber.

The bullet was a warhead in its entirety and did not fire gunpowder.

This gun is fundamentally different from thermal weapons in the traditional sense.

When it is launched, it relies on electromagnetism.

Two barrels, in fact, are two electromagnetic guides.

The bullet is equivalent to being on the outside of the barrel.

When fired, a strong current flows in from one of the rails and back from the other.

This creates a strong magnetic field between the two rail planes.

Under this effect, the bullet will shoot at a great speed, and even theoretically, it can reach sub-light speeds.

And when firing, there is no sound, which is easy to conceal.

The stronger the electromagnetism, the faster the speed, and the more terrifying the lethality.

Affected by the magnitude of the electromagnetic force, the gun had a firing range of only ten kilometers.

Rao is so, compared to the traditional sniper that relies on gunpowder to propel the warhead, it is not a product of the same era at all.

The moment the middle-aged man set up the gun, the whole person was different.

At the same time, Zhuang Bi, who was in the private room of Lanxuan in the Hualongying Teahouse, had his hairs standing on end in an instant.

The deadly threat that had appeared in Wang Ziyue's bedroom once again enveloped him.

But unlike last time, this time, the other party's target is himself.

In an instant, Zhuang Bi bounced up from the chair, and before Qi Yiliu could even react, the whole person was hugged by Zhuang Bi.

When she came to her senses, she found that she and Zhuang Bi were face to face together, Zhuang Bi put one arm against her back, but the palm of his hand pressed her head hard.

And his other hand was on her buttocks!

Qi Yiliu had never been so close to a man, she was ashamed and frightened, and her heart was even more angry.

It turns out that you are such a Zhuang assistant.

You damn stinky rascal.

She was about to curse, but found that her forehead on Zhuang Bi's chin was flowing down like a stream of sweat.

"You...... What's wrong? ”

Zhuang Bi's voice was hoarse:

"Don't move, don't ask."