Rockett raised his arm, blocking the dazzling lights, narrowed his eyes slightly, and retreated to one side of the road.

The scattered branches on the road obviously attracted the driver's attention, and the car lit up the brake lights and began to slow down.

Rocket turned his back, seemingly hiding from the dazzling light, but in fact he didn't want people to see the blood stains on his body.

The car finally slowly walked around the scattered branches and began to speed forward again. Rockett let out a breath, walked to a street light, looked around, but did not see anyone or car coming over. He quickly unzipped his pants, reached in, and carefully took out his own painful thing. He saw that at one-third of the place, the two teeth were eye-catching red.

"Shoes! Fortunately, I'm wearing jeans today, otherwise I wouldn't have to hang up?" Rocket cursed angrily. He gently touched the wound with his hands, which was so painful. Rockett took his hand to his mouth, spit some saliva, and carefully wiped it on the wound.

Years of survival training have made him know that saliva is also a very effective anti-inflammatory drug. Although it looks unhygienic, it is convenient and practical.

Carefully put his poor bird into the nest, Rocket began to move forward. He only did half of the task tonight so far.

Just after taking two steps, Rocket stopped again, turned around, looking for something on the ground. After a while, he picked up the cell phone from the ground that he repeatedly used as a weapon to smash people.

This is also part of the task, to get back the original information of the recording. However, when Rocket tried to open the back cover and remove the memory card there, he found that the phone had completely deformed, the back cover could no longer be opened.

"Shoeman!" Rocket cursed again, holding one end of the phone with both palms. With a force, the phone was broken by him with a "bang" sound, and the electronic section inside was scattered all over the floor.

Rocket found the electronic board and removed the mobile phone card and memory card from it. The others were smashed and kicked to the side of the road. After putting away these two cards, Rocketet continued to walk forward.

Three minutes later, Rocket finally found the small villa with the name of 328. He tried the yard door, but the chain was not locked.

Rockett pushed open the yard door indifferently and carefully tied it up. Because when he didn't want to do anything, there was an extra person crashing in.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to implicate innocent people, but that he has no interest in those murders that no one pays.

"Woo..." A slight animal sob scared Rocket. He turned his head and saw a huge Tibetan mastiff lying there weakly humming next to the kennel next to the door.

Rocket smiled, raised his legs, and kicked the dog's head. The dog has a very smart nose, and he doesn't want to be dragged down by a dog for no reason.

"Woo...woo..." The Tibetan mastiff snorted for the last time and no longer spoke.

Rockett raised his head, smiled at the surveillance camera at the gate, and continued to walk forward.

"Dang thump", a mess of footsteps sounded on the stairs. Shi Jiaying rushed down with four bodyguards.

"Who are you? Why did you come to my house?" With four bodyguards in front of him, Shi Jiaying became brave. No matter who he faced, he had confidence. Of course, except for ghosts.

"One, two, three, four, five, shouldn't there be six people here? And there's another woman?" Rocket asked with a smile.

"Bastard, you foreigner, why are you here to come to me? If you don't leave, be careful that I will drive you out!" Shi Jiaying was very unhappy with Rockett's expression and was too arrogant.

"Are you Shi Jiaying?" Rockett still asked without answering the question. With his stiff tone, it made people wonder if he couldn't understand what he was asking.

"Old Huang, you can drive this foreigner out, be careful not to do it too much, and don't let the embassy come to cause trouble." Shi Jiaying didn't want to chat anymore, so she turned to the bodyguard on the side and said.

The four bodyguards received the order and rushed towards Rocket in a fan shape. "Sir, our boss invites you out!" Lao Huang said coldly.

"Okay, I'll leave after one thing." Rockett said with a smile. That casual smile made it difficult to turn against him.

"Sir, what's wrong with you coming here? Please hurry up." Old Huang said patiently.

"Do you want me to hurry up? It's so interesting. No target has ever talked to me like this?" Rockett said happily as if he discovered something particularly interesting.

"Hey, I'll tell you foreigner, what are you doing here?" Old Zhang was so angry that he was laughed at by Rocket and said sternly.

"I am a killer and I took the employer's money. Unfortunately, you are my target." Rockett smiled very gentlemanly.

"Damn it!" Even though Lao Huang had a good temper, he couldn't help but curse. With a wave of his hand, the four of them rushed towards Rockett.

"Spiritable!" Shi Jiaying cursed disdainfully. She had never heard of any killer who would run to others to say such words like this. She didn't look at the current situation. She was really ignorant of life and death from four to one.

"Bang", Lao Huang picked up a chair and smashed it at Rockett, but it hit the floor with a "bang".

"I'm here." Rocket's voice suddenly sounded in Lao Huang's ears. Lao Huang turned his head and just saw a blurry figure, he found that his head was being held down.

Rocket grabbed Lao Huang's neck and twisted it hard. With a light "click", Lao Huang's body softened like a mud.

"Old Huang!" Lao Zhang screamed in surprise, but he never heard Lao Huang's response again. He couldn't help but feel cold in his heart. He reached out and touched it, and took off the electric shock stick on his waist. "Brothers, fuck you guys!"

"I can't play with you anymore." Rocket raised his wrist and looked at his watch in a freehand way. "You policemen are probably on the way."

After saying this, Rocket bent down and took out a pistol with a muffler from his legs in a panic.

"Oh my God!" Shi Jiaying never expected that one day, someone would take out a gun from his body and look at him. While screaming, he rolled and crawled upstairs.

"Pu," a charred round hole suddenly appeared on Shi Jiaying's temple. He tilted his head and fell on the stairs. He could no longer climb even a first-stair stairs.

"Pu Pu Pu" three gunshots one after another, and the three bodyguards covered their chests and fell down with reluctance. The dilapidated living room, which was originally teased by Uncle Shan and Tian Hao here, was soon occupied by a pungent smell of blood.

Rocket shook his head with regret, and walked upstairs with a pistol with a light smoke floating on the barrel.
Chapter completed!