The snowy night is long and deep, like a devil with teeth and claws devouring people, and the moonlight reflects the snow surface, pulling out a silent mountain road.

"It's thirteenth year, and it looks like they're not going to stop until they kill me," a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard in a heavy brown fur coat lay on the snow, carefully observing the movement around him.

His name is Zhong Wei, he is a killer, but he is not an ordinary killer, as long as someone pays enough money, he dares to kill whoever he wants, and he can kill it. So the industry calls him the "God of Killers".

I remember one time, he was hired to kill an al-Qaeda leader in the Middle East, and he was in Iraq for a month, and the group chased him for thirteen days. He climbed snow-capped mountains, crossed the Gobi, and walked thousands of miles to northern India before escaping. That was the closest he came to death.

Countless escapes from death, one by one the mortal situations were broken by him, casting his status as the number one killer. His tenacious will, his terrifying ability to fight, terrified everyone.

This time, the person to be killed is the world's No. 1 arms manufacturer Tyrion, the employer paid 100 million US dollars, located in Chicago, USA, after four months of investigation, data collection, no accidents, the target was shot dead, simply neat. But his plan didn't end there, and he thought that the most he would do this time would be a few thousand of Tyrion's men.

But he found out that he was naïve, and after Tyrion's death, soon the police of the whole city of Chicago were dispatched, helicopters patrolled back and forth in the sky, and all land and water routes were blocked. He soon understood that there was only one possibility for this kind of thing to happen, that is, he was betrayed by his employer, and he was afraid that this matter was a bureau from the beginning, and he didn't plan to let himself live from the beginning. I'm afraid that the plane promised by the employer in advance is just another game to kill yourself.

So he made a quick decision, found a secluded corner, knocked a policeman unconscious and tied him up, changed into a police uniform and drove a police car, all the way without hindrance. Until he escaped the northern border, he prepared to flee all the way to Mexico.

But he underestimated the determination and intelligence of the Americans, and it turned out that his employer turned out to be another American arms dealer, the Dunn Group, in order to compete for greater profits and markets. Therefore, Zhong Wei must die, if he lives, once the affairs of the Dunn family are exposed, it will undoubtedly cause a fire fight between the two families.

Due to the pursuit of the two families, after the incident became big, it attracted the attention of the police, so Zhong Wei has now become a street rat that everyone shouts and beats.

Running all the way, Zhong Wei, who had passed by death several times, fled into the Appalachian Mountains in the far north in desperation. The vast snow-capped mountains and countless tall pine cedars are undoubtedly the best place to hide. Although he may die of loss and hunger and cold, it is still the best choice for Zhong Wei, who is now desperate.

After several life-and-death battles, the other party killed and injured dozens of people, although Zhong Wei was unscathed, but his supplies were already running out, and if he continued to hold on, he could only lose both. But looking at their aggressive appearance, I am afraid that they will not give up easily.

The people who chased and killed Zhong Wei were not good at stubble, and they almost put Zhong Wei to death several times, obviously there were tracking masters among them, although there were countless casualties, and the fifty people at the time of departure were all special forces who had gone through a brutal fight, and now there were only seventeen people left, but none of them had the intention of retreating, although they knew that it was a peerless killer who was being pursued. But fear still crept through among them.

Zhong Wei observed the movements of this group of people from a distance in the snow, he had no bullets, only a knife left on his body, if he couldn't get out of this mountain forest as soon as possible, he would only have a dead end.

"Walking this road, although the traces on this piece of snow are messy, if you look closely, it is obvious that someone has carefully swept it with a tree branch. Can't be wrong, he's definitely around here, and everyone looks for it separately in pairs. If you find it, shoot it, scatter!"

A tall, sharp-eyed, imposing middle-aged man with blond hair and blue eyes said.

This Zhong Wei was on a thick tree dozens of meters away from them, and after a while, a black man with a gun unsurprisingly appeared a few meters away from the tree where Zhong Wei was.

Zhong Wei clenched the knife in his hand, this was his last reliance. The black man who walked under the tree was just about to raise his head, a dagger went straight into his face, and he died, Zhong Wei used the weight of the knife itself to accurately and silently eliminate an opponent, but unfortunately, the black man shot desperately before dying.

Then, with a leap of his hand, he jumped off the tree trunk, crushed another person under him, held his head in both hands, spun to the right, clicked, broke his cervical vertebrae, and killed another. Putting away the two pistols, one rolled forward and ducked behind the tree with lightning speed, and the bullet also hit the tree in front of him, narrowly missing.

It turned out that the remaining few people heard the gunshots from this side and quickly ran towards this side. If Zhong Wei's movements were slower by one second just now, he would have really met the king of Hades.

The sound of gunfire kept ringing in Zhong Wei's ears, but he was unmoved, "Nineteen bullets, for the time being, they don't dare to approach, but it's been a long time, once they are surrounded, it's too late, don't run away at this time, and wait for when." ”

But Zhong Wei was still a step slower, because the encirclement had been formed, and the efficiency of the special forces could be seen.

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About ten minutes later, a panting Zhong Wei was running through the woods, facing three people and three bullets from different directions at the same time, although he killed seven people with extraordinary skills, but he was also shot in the left shoulder. If it weren't for his decisive action, at the critical moment, he resolutely jumped off the snowy mountain and rolled all the way to a river at the bottom of the mountain, his body would have been beaten into a sieve.

The river water in winter is cold and biting, especially Zhong Wei is still wearing a thick fur coat, which has a strong ability to absorb water, and after he climbed ashore, his whole body was already shivering from the cold, and his upper and lower teeth kept chattering. But he knew he couldn't stop, and he had to find a place to live before he froze to death. Fortunately, his jump threw them off at least dozens of miles, and the mountain road was difficult to walk, and the snow on the mountain made it more difficult for them to travel, and I believe that there would be no danger in a day.

In the cave, the fire was burning, and a man with a strong body was holding a red knife that had been burned by the fire, he wanted to use the tip of the knife to rip out the bullet on his left shoulder, and then burn the wound, at this time, a smell of barbecue wafted from his body, and a miserable cry came out of his mouth, and a pile of clothes that had been frozen into iron were placed next to the fire.

At night, Zhong Wei was ready, his clothes had been dried, and although the wound was still aching, it was fine.

But Zhong Wei is now out of ammunition and food, and he has slept for less than twenty hours in a row for more than ten consecutive days, and he has not eaten for two days, and his body is in a state of extreme exhaustion.

But he knew that he couldn't sleep, and once he fell asleep in this field at minus thirty or forty degrees, he would never wake up again with his current physical condition.

He shook and walked forward step by step, and after walking for three hours, he suddenly found that there was a wooden house not far from him! A slight light shone in the cold wind, illuminating Zhong Wei's heart, which was already in despair.