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The corners of Chu Hao's mouth curled slightly, and a playful smile was wiped.

With gold-rimmed glasses, a crisp suit, a briefcase, and a Sven face, anyone who looks at it will feel like an ordinary, one of the millions of office workers in Tokyo, who burrows into the crowd like a drop of water entering the sea, and disappears without a trace in an instant.

It's just a pity that he met Chu Hao, and his face was already firmly imprinted in Chu Hao's mind.

Now Chu Hao's eyesight should be better than that of a pilot, and it can almost be said that he has reached the limit of human beings.

In pure air, the human eye can see a little candlelight 27 kilometers away when there are no obstructions. Ships can be seen from 6 to 25 kilometers away from the sea. If you are on the top of a high mountain, your vision can expand to 320 kilometers.

In fact, human eyesight can see infinitely, and if you look up at the starry sky, you can see artificial satellites 1,000 kilometers away, and you can also see constellations tens to thousands of light-years apart, which are all corroborative.

It's just that the resolution of the human eye is limited, only 1/2000 to 1/5000, which means that an object 1 meter square, 1 meter away, is reflected in the eye, only about 2 millimeters or 5 millimeters, which is naturally invisible.

And if it is a high mountain, as long as there is no object blocking the view, it can be seen dozens of kilometers away.

"Tick! Tick!"

Suddenly, a shrill siren sounded, Chu Hao saw that the formation was not small, there were seven or eight police cars around the hotel, and the red and blue police lights were shining, rendering the surroundings red and blue.

Chu Hao sneered, it seems that no matter what country it is, the police will wait for everything to be done before they can appear.

And at this time, the killer also sneered, and his eyes were full of disdain when he looked at the police car, a group of waste, wanting to catch him, in the next life.

Far away, Chu Hao was hanging about two hundred meters away from the killer, such a distance was basically enough for the killer to ignore Chu Hao's existence inadvertently, and it could also ensure that Chu Hao locked it in his sight, and good eyesight was so capricious.

However, it would be better if you could have a Walkman in your arms and a headset in your ear.

And at this time, it should be the time when Sony's Walkman dominates the world, at this time in his last life, Chu Hao can listen to the Walkman all day, and later, the sound is getting more and more advanced, but the feeling at the beginning is gone.

The killer walks slowly in front, like an office worker who has just finished working overtime, that is, tired and weak, this is the true portrayal of Tokyo office workers.

This was a bit troublesome, so Chu Hao had to slow down even more and pull the distance a lot more to ensure that the killer wouldn't notice him.

There is no way, once the speed of the killer slows down or becomes faster, Chu Hao's speed will also change, in this way, it will be too conspicuous in the normal walking crowd.

But this is not bad, this killer has no intention of taking the tram or subway, otherwise Chu Hao will face the choice of whether to take the same train as the killer.

To Chu Hao's expectation, the killer walked for less than twenty minutes, and then he got into the building one by one, and Chu Hao was a little stunned when he saw it, look at what this means, the killer has arrived home?

No wonder, the killer didn't want to take the tram or subway, it turned out that his home was nearby, and if the killer walked faster, he would be able to get home in less than fifteen minutes.

He originally thought that the killer should live in a remote suburb, so as to match his identity, but he didn't expect that it was still in the lively urban area, so it was quite hidden in the city.

Smiling, Chu Hao walked over directly, this time he was going to save trouble, he was going to go to that remote street, and he was solving this matter, but he didn't expect the killer to enter the house, basically it can be said that he was waiting for him to catch a turtle in the urn.

Junichiro Ozawa put his briefcase on the table, leaned back on the sofa, and stretched his waist beautifully.

Still comfortable at home, he went up to the rooftop an hour early, that is to say, he blew a typhoon for an hour, although it was already April, the earth was rejuvenated, but the night was still very cold, almost did not freeze him.

However, what annoyed him even more was that he turned back in vain, and he didn't kill the target after more than a dozen shots, which was really too much of a failure.

This is good, not to mention that the balance is flying, and the 30,000 deposit that has been paid in advance must be returned, which is really a waste of hard work.

The matter of money is still a small matter, and the task is not completed, which has a great impact on his reputation, and it is possible that he will not be able to receive business in the next few months.

Junichiro Ozawa was thinking wildly in his head.

And at this moment, the doorbell rang suddenly, and Junichiro Ozawa, who was scared, suddenly shivered, and his heart beat rapidly, and as soon as he finished doing something bad, the doorbell suddenly rang, wasn't it to scare him to death.

When his heart calmed down, Junichiro Ozawa stepped on his shoes and walked out the door, it should be that the neighbor was looking for him and saw that the lights in his house were on, and this kind of thing has happened many times.

No way, as a normal human being, he still has to have the necessary interaction with his neighbors, and in the eyes of his neighbors, he is still a hospitable and good neighbor.

"Who!"

Opening the door, Junichiro Ozawa walked through the courtyard towards the gate, shouting loudly.

But when he reached the door, there was a sudden flurry, and the door was empty, as if the doorbell just now was just an illusion he had heard.

"It should be Hongyezi's son who is making trouble, and when he was seven or eight years old, he seemed to be so disgusted with ghosts, and even the dogs on the road were disgusted. Ichiro Ozawamura smiled helplessly, turned his head and prepared to go back to the house.

He wasn't going to tell her when he saw Hongyeko tomorrow, let her slap her son's ass a few times, it's normal for children to be naughty.

"Hello, Mr. Killer!"

Suddenly, behind Junichiro Ozawa, there was such a voice.

Hearing this, Junichiro Ozawa's body instantly stiffened, and the cold sweat on his forehead burst out instantly, he couldn't have imagined that someone would drink his identity all of a sudden, and the most terrifying thing was his own home, and he didn't even have a chance to escape.

Forcibly calming his mind, Junichiro Ozawa slowly turned his head and said, "I don't know what you're talking about, I'm not a killer, you are breaking into my home without my permission now, I want to call the police......"

As soon as he was halfway through his words, Junichiro Ozawa suddenly got stuck, his face was like ashes, like a mourning exam, and he suddenly saw Hao's face clearly.

This face, he is really too familiar, more than twenty minutes ago, this face has appeared in his scope I don't know how many times, he really didn't expect the main owner to find this, he didn't even think that Chu Hao would come to him, he didn't think about it, in his mind, as long as the police didn't block him, then he was safe.

He opened his mouth a few times, he couldn't say anything to justify, the main lord appeared in front of him, what else could he say.

"Let's go. ”

Chu Hao moved his head and motioned for Junichiro Ozawa to walk forward.

Junichiro Ozawa took a deep breath and slowly walked towards the house.

As soon as he walked into the door, Junichiro Ozawa suddenly pulled out a pistol with a silencer from the pocket hanging from the shoe cabinet next to him, and with a slight aim, he pulled the trigger.

Junichiro Ozawa's pupils dilated, and his heart was full of the joy of victory, before because the distance was too long, Chu Hao dodged the bullet, and now the distance between them is not even ten meters, he wants to see how Chu Hao dodges.

But in the next breath, an incomparably terrifying scene appeared, only to see Chu Hao gently turn his body sideways, and the bullet grazed his chest and flew over, not even a single hair of Chu Hao was injured.

Junichiro Ozawa's eyes widened, even if he saw it with his own eyes, he still couldn't believe that Chu Hao actually dodged the bullet so easily, if he didn't know, he would think that the two were cooperating, or acting.

Chu Hao smiled, what are you kidding, he doesn't know how many times he has dodged pistol bullets, and he doesn't know how many times he has dodged when he is bright, let alone dark energy.

And Chu Hao knew what he was going to do when Junichiro Ozawa wiped his pocket, and if he couldn't avoid it, Chu Hao felt that he could commit suicide.

"Throw the gun over!" Chu Hao said.

Junichiro Ozawa's fingers lightly pressed on the trigger of the pistol, handing the gun to Chu Hao seemed to be the worst option, with the distance between him and Chu Hao now, he could shoot two to three more shots.

But he hesitated for a few seconds, didn't dare to make up his mind, and finally gritted his teeth and threw the gun to Chu Hao.

He didn't dare to bet, he really didn't dare to bet, this was not the time for him to snipe from a distance with the M14, at that time, he could shoot calmly, even if the shooting failed, it didn't matter, at most the task could not be completed.

But now, if he shoots again, once he fails, he really can't believe the consequences.

Kicking the gun to the side, Chu Hao said, "Go, enter the house." ”

Junichiro Ozawa paused for a moment, he originally thought that Chu Hao would rush over and beat himself hard to eliminate the threat of the pistol, but he didn't expect Chu Hao to be so calm, as if that shot didn't exist at all.

Walking to the living room, Chu Hao was not polite, and sat on the sofa, he was really tired today, he was really tired today, he had a fight with Chiba Juzaburo, and his physical strength was consumed, and then between life and death, he walked for a long time with steel wire, and finally in order to escape, he also injured his fingers and arms, which is really miserable today.

Junichiro Ozawa stood with his hands down, standing honestly in the corner, motionless, looking like Chu Hao was the owner of this room.

"Who told you to kill me? Chu Hao walked over and said slowly.

"I ...... I do not know. Junichiro Ozawa said in a low tone.

"Don't know?"

Chu Hao sneered, grabbed Junichiro Ozawa's arm, and twisted it gently.

"Click!"

Hearing only a crisp sound, Junichiro Ozawa's arm was instantly removed by Chu Hao.

A sharp pain instantly came from his arm, and Junichiro Ozawa was in pain, sweating on his forehead, his eyes were white, and he gritted his teeth fiercely.

But within a few seconds, Junichiro Ozawa couldn't hold on, and directly spread on the ground, rolling, and his mouth kept letting out a painful roar, if it weren't for the fact that Chu Hao was still here, his scream could lift the roof away, and this pain was beyond the range of his tolerance.

Chu Hao looked at Junichiro Ozawa in disbelief, rubbed his nose, it was just a dislocation, it didn't hurt that much, looking at Junichiro Ozawa's performance, it was like someone had his arm cut off.

Could it be that after he entered the dark energy, the national art he learned was also upgraded?

But he didn't hear Li Lingsu say that there was such a good thing.

And Junichiro Ozawa's performance is too exaggerated, which is the effect of bone removal, which is clearly the effect of dividing the muscles and wrong bones.

"I ask you, who told you to kill me. ”

Regardless of whether Junichiro Ozawa was real or pretended, Chu Hao asked bluntly.

"It hurts...... Hurt...... It hurts ......."

Junichiro Ozawa intermittently squeezed out these words from his teeth.

Yes, this should be a real pain, and I can't even say anything about this pain.

Chu Hao had no choice but to drag Junichiro Ozawa up from the ground, groped his hand on Junichiro Ozawa's shoulder a few times, and with a slight knock, his shoulder and arm were connected.

Chu Hao found that his technique of removing bones and straightening bones became more and more sophisticated, it seems that practice is the best teacher, and he has used the bone removal technique a lot recently, but looking at Junichiro Ozawa's painful sweat, it should be really painful.

"Whew!"

As soon as Chu Hao let go, Junichiro Ozawa fell directly to the ground like a puddle of mud, panting heavily, just now it really almost hurt him half his life, he was most afraid of pain.

"I ask you, who told you to kill me. ”

Chu Hao said it again.

"I don't know. ”

"Huh?"

Seeing that Junichiro Ozawa is still a dead duck with a hard mouth, Chu Hao is about to step forward, he will not show mercy to his subordinates this time, if Junichiro Ozawa doesn't say it, even if it hurts to death, he won't care.

"Don't, don't, don't, I really don't know, we're all one-lined. ”

Seeing that Chu Hao was about to repeat his old trick again, Junichiro Ozawa, who was scared, hurriedly said, that hellish feeling, he really didn't want to try it again, it was really terrifying.

"I don't know the man who is going to kill you, he contacted me by phone. Junichiro Ozawa, like a bamboo tube pouring beans, said everything in one breath.

"By phone? So how did you know that the person you were going to kill was me, and how did he give you money? ”

"He knows my phone number through an intermediary, and then he tells me what he wants to do, and then I decide whether to answer or not, and if he does, he pays me a deposit of 30%, and then I am designating a place for him, and he asks him to put the information about you there, and I will pick it up. ”

"You're careful. ”

Chu Hao said with some amusement.