Although he only saw it from now on, he had learned a lot. These were four well-trained, strong, quick-moving, uniform killers, and outlaws. After witnessing a murder, he came over from another direction to block himself. Wang Jie had just walked very fast. After only 3 to 5 minutes after leaving the shooting scene, someone drove to the intersection to wait for him.

Of course, this is not the gunman. The direction of the jeep is incorrect. It must be the pursuers he attracted after reporting with a telephone. It can be imagined that the murder case was very deep, very deep, the gunman killed with one blow, and the reserve team that was on standby to extinguish witnesses anytime and anywhere.

It was only a moment to judge these things. From seeing four pairs of boots to taking a look at his shoes, he decided to imitate this way of wearing shoes. After that, he no longer looked at the four people, but bowed his head and walked into the convenience store quickly. He still had time to ask the clerk: "Hey, sir, do you have a toilet?"

Here, Wang Jie bought a newspaper yesterday and went to peek at the French National Library with similar specifications. He put down a hundred francs and said to the Algerian: "No need to look for it."

In the 24-hour store, basically those who come to stay at night are immigrants or international students. Suddenly, I saw a lot of extra money. I smiled and pointed backwards. I looked at the few things Wang Jie picked up from the shelves and quickly calculated the numbers below to calculate how much money I could make in this amount.

He lowered his head, and was about to walk to where Wang Jie had just taken the things to see what things were. It was easy to calculate. The store door was suddenly pushed open again. Three fierce men came in. After entering, they first glanced at the entire small store. Seeing that there was no one here, they shouted to the clerk: "Where is that young man just now."

"What do you do?" The clerk touched the franc in his hand. This was his income for two days. As a low-income and low-education illegal immigrant, he basically didn't hear that the French accents of these two people were not the spoken language used by the French, and he was not a good person, so he stared at him.

The person who spoke was not very much. After approaching, he grabbed the clerk's collar, pulled it over, exposed the gun in his arms, and said, "Where is the person?"

He was so strong that the Algerian couldn't break free, so he had to point to the toilet behind him.

When the other two saw each other, they looked at each other and touched the gun in their arms. The strong man holding the clerk suddenly knocked him out, then looked up at the surveillance camera in the corner of the wall, and said to the other two: "I will deal with it here, and remove the surveillance camera. You can deal with that boy."

The other two nodded each other, one after another, walking backwards, and the convenience store was really not big. It was a convenience store without storage. After passing the shelves of snacks, daily necessities and vegetables, there was a small lounge and toilet. They looked at each other and opened the lounge first. One person went over and took another Algerian who was sleeping inside. In less than ten seconds, they had already walked out and looked after them. There was only the toilet left.

"Bang!" After kicking open the toilet door, the two of them covered each other, with two guns in front and walked in. This was an independent toilet, regardless of gender, but the door was not locked, and there was no one inside. You could see the vents being pried open and a small hole was opened. Both of them were tall and big, so they could not get out. One of them picked up a telephone and said, "He ran away from the back and asked everyone to block the back of the street. He was a young man with a small figure, medium-sized and black hair, probably Asian, black clothes..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a gust of wind coming from behind his head. Before he could turn around, he felt a heavy punch in the back of his head. He had received anti-torture training, that is, after being arrested by his own people, he was tortured and beaten up and suffered all kinds of beatings. He could still shout, Long live the British Empire, which was a bit more difficult than Zhazidong, so this punch was beyond Wang Jie's expectation. This man could turn around and raise the gun at him in front of him. However, Wang Jie obviously would not give him the chance to shoot at him. He punched him in the jaw. Everything was now clear, and the other killer also reacted quickly. The muzzle had turned around. Although he didn't know why, there was no one, but suddenly appeared, but the kid could not keep it when he saw the shooting scene.

The muzzle suddenly jumped downward, and the bullets emitted from the muzzle silencer shot into the water tank of the toilet. A large amount of water was sprayed into the air, and the gun suddenly got out of hand. The killer's first reaction was very fast, and he quickly touched the dagger in his arms, but Wang Jie had already come over at this time, quickly grabbed his little fingers, clenched hard, and ten fingers connected to the heart, not to mention that he was so cruel. Before he could react, he felt that his arm was twisted behind his back by a huge force, and his training could hardly work. His hands were pulled behind and tied up with something. It seemed that it was a very hard plastic, which was quickly entangled. He broke free twice, but was hit hard twice.

After Wang Jie squatted down, he tied up the previous killer as well. You can say that, what is said on TV is really good. As a convenience store’s doomsday emergency product, the wire can be used to imprison people very well. It is more convenient than a safety rope. It can also be taken out for passing police officers at any time and said, "I bought it for hot pot at home."

Wang Jie pulled up the still sober killer, put his head above the washbasin, and pulled the faucet. A lot of water quickly accumulated. He pressed his head down. Although he struggled hard, he could not break free. He just made the washbasin sound until he suddenly stopped moving and had no reaction. Wang Jie looked at it and laughed. Can't I see that you are pretending to be dead?

Continue to press it inside, waterboarding, as an ancient punishment that accompanied human growth, has its scientific nature. People cannot tolerate the fear brought by this extreme darkness. This is the fear of the unknown water world after people evolved into land creatures.

The killer understood that he could not deceive Wang Jie. He was already fainted. He hit the back with his arm and wanted to fight back. He was pulled and sat down on the ground. Wang Jie poured in from his nostrils with a can of mustard he had just picked up. At the same time, he picked up a pile of toilet paper and covered his mouth. Until the person coughed and couldn't cough out, he took down the rolled toilet paper, picked up the dagger he had just taken out, and asked in French: "Who are you? Did you kill me because of the murder just now? Who is that person? Who are you working for?"

Although the cold light of the dagger flashed in front of his eyes, the man was fearless and actually spitted phlegm at Wang Jie. After Wang Jie avoided it, he suddenly answered in English: "You are dead."

English, Wang Jie squinted his eyes. As neighboring countries, Britain and France naturally communicated easily. Seeing that this person was not in trouble, he didn't care. He suddenly raised the gun on the ground and fired two shots out. The gun seemed to hit the man behind the door. He covered his belly and poured the gun into the toilet. He also fell to the ground. After looking at the gun, the muffler and the gun were both very straightforward. The guns of these three people were all of the same standard weapons.

I seem to be in trouble.

Thinking of this, Wang Jie quickly searched through the pockets of these people. Unfortunately, they didn't carry any ID documents with them. Apart from pistols, bullets, daggers, and telephones, there was nothing else. Putting these things away, Wang Jie took out the memory clearer and just wanted to use them, but suddenly remembered the commotion caused when he used them in New York before. This thing seemed to be impossible to use easily. Besides, I guess there was no need to pay such a large amount of money at this time. I can't forget that even if I don't calculate the fact that it's difficult for me to fight, his backer is strong enough to be scary.

After putting away the weapons, the three killers tied up and locked them in the toilet. Wang Jie left the convenience store and looked at the lounge. The clerk and another sleeping man fell in a pool of blood, as if he had lost his life.

Wang Jie narrowed his eyes and felt a little angry. No matter who they were going to assassinate or how many utterances they were going to kill, the young man collected 100 francs. He didn't expect that these people not only came to chase him, but also did not let go of passers-by or a clerk who knew nothing.

Just now, there seemed to be four people in the car. Wang Jie thought about it and went back. He picked up the phone, walked out, and left the store. There was indeed a person left in the jeep. It was probably because he was watching the door and warding. Wang Jie walked over. At this time, there was no one on the street. The man was sitting in the driver's seat and watching the three partners enter the convenience store. From the phone, he knew that Wang Jie had run away from the back window. Therefore, he also started the car and waited for his partner to prepare the matter in the store at any time and immediately started to hunt him down.

Wang Jie never talks about the kind of person who passively escapes. He prefers to take the initiative. The ruthlessness of these killers also arouses his anger. He just looks at the driver in the car, even raises the walkie-talkie in his hand, smiles provocatively, and then walks towards the jeep.

The man raised the intercom and said something. Wang Jie heard it from the intercom in his hand: "The boy came out of the convenience store, and he was here at me and asked for support."

After shaking the walkie-talkie in his hand, Wang Jie didn't care at all. It was useless for this man to ask for many people to come. He got closer and closer. The man in the car took out a gun and pointed it at him, but he reached out and took it away. The man in the car only felt his hands trembling and unable to exert force. The gun in his hand had been lost. Of course, there was more than one gun in the car, but in the face of the gun raised by Wang Jie, he could only raise his hand silently, and at the same time he looked at the passenger seat with a squint, where there was a gun.

Wang Jie went over, followed his eyes, picked up the gun, opened the door from the back seat, and said, "Drive, let's find a quiet place to have a good chat, this killer friend."

The gun was pressed behind his forehead, and he could not hesitate, so he had to slowly start the car and slowly look for opportunities. Just after the car started, Wang Jie heard the car driving from several directions, and the red button on the intercom lighted up, indicating that there was a call request, so he put the intercom in the driver's ear and said, "Tell your companion, I said I ran away myself and walked in the opposite direction, otherwise you would be the one who suffered the loss."

The man hesitated for a moment, and the speed of the car gradually accelerated. Wang Jie hit his head with a gun with a muffler. Wang Jie said fiercely: "Be careful," he took a mat from the back seat of the car, put it on the man's head with the mat, pointed at his head through the muzzle, and said: "It seems like this is how it is. You are also an old killer. There must be someone on your hands. Can you prevent blood from spraying on your body like this? I don't know. My clothes are not cheap, and I don't want to spend money to buy them anymore, so honestly let your people leave immediately."

"Please be aware," he said in English: "The man is a young Asian, very good-looking, he is wearing a gun, 5.9 feet tall, and a black coat..."

Wang Jie was behind and pointed a gun, and then he began to follow Wang Jie's instructions and began to say: "Just just now, he suddenly rushed out of the convenience store. I didn't have time to stop him, he looked at... cough cough."

He suddenly coughed, and before Wang Jie reacted, he suddenly shouted, "He is in my car! Come and catch it." At the same time, he suddenly hit the steering wheel to the right, and the jeep quickly crashed into a closed shop on the side of the road. He had his seat belt before, so his head hit the airbag. The entire front of the car was broken, the body was raised, and he could no longer drive.

Wang Jie was behind. He had always focused on whether this person would suddenly attack him. However, after checking, his weapons were disarmed and there were no weapons in front of the car, so he took it lightly. He never expected that there would be such a trick to die together. His head hit the top of the car and his face hit the seat. Fortunately, this is a very professional jeep, with a cotton anti-collision net on the top. He had anti-collision considerations, so he was a little dizzy, but it was fine.

One thing he thought of at that time was: He was really not enough, at least compared with these outlaws, he was less ruthless. He grew up in a peaceful state. Who is he really cruel? He must be cruel to himself before he can be cruel to others.

The driver recovered from the impact state, struggled to turn over, trying to take the weapon from Wang Jie's hand, Wang Jie immediately punched him, knocked him down, and climbed out of the car. He covered his mouth and head, and the impact just now must have been bleeding. Thinking that someone might come to chase him here soon, he stood up and pulled the driver out. Even if he was tall and fat, he pulled it out easily, threw it on the ground, pressed the trachea in his chest with his knees, pointed the pistol straight at his head, and said, "Who are you."

The driver turned his head and looked disdainful and refused to answer this question. Wang Jie simply raised the gun directly to his face and put it against his eyes, but he still refused to answer.

After a few minutes of stalemate, Wang Jie was unmoved whether he was beating or threatening. In a vague way, Wang Jie could hear the rapid engine rotating wildly in the distance and the sound of the tires rubbing against the ground. He knew that he should not waste time and should leave immediately. When this person saw his face, he even saw it thoroughly within the previous few minutes. He should not keep him no matter how he looked. He beat him to death and then went to find someone to help. It was the wisest thing to look at it.

This is a glock17 pistol, equipped with a muffler, and the bullets have already flown. Wang Jie likes this gun very much. Now he can pull the trigger at any time and kill this person.

The driver kept looking at Wang Jie, as if he wanted to stop him with his eyes. In the end, Wang Jie put down his gun.
Chapter completed!