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Chapter 197 Weird Fingers(1/2)

"Reported, the detector shows that there was suddenly an extra person in the room. The person who had been staying in the room before was suspected to be Yang Jian started to move. He was taking the elevator down from the fourth floor, and he should be leaving the villa."

In the distance, across the other side of a river.

A mobile worker in a torn camouflage suit was lying on a high place, holding a detector to investigate the villa's every move.

Next to him, a sniper was lying on his back.

A heavy sniper rifle was mounted on the ground and accurately aimed at the villa on the other side of the river.

The straight line distance will not exceed five hundred meters.

With such a sniper range, no sniper who has been slightly trained will fail.

And to ensure that there are no accidents, there are three such sniper points.

"Is there one more person? What's going on?" Kong Feng frowned and his pace couldn't help but slow down.

"I don't know. I haven't detected the existence of a second sign of life in the villa before. It seems that it suddenly appeared." The observer said.

Kong Feng said: "Don't worry, first stare at the person who may leave the villa at any time. As long as you confirm it is Yang Jian, find an opportunity to snipe directly. You must start the first shot."

"Understand," said the observer.

Kong Feng lowered his headphones and said, "How is the arrangement around?"

"It's ready, wait for Yang Jian to appear at any time." Daisy and several other members nodded.

Kong Feng breathed slowly: "Then let's start, others hide their secrets, and I hope this mission will be completed successfully."

Although this is not the first time he has hunted a ghost driver, this time he feels an inexplicable pressure.

Is it the anxiety caused by Ah Hai's death before, or is it a warning of some kind of death?

He doesn't know.

But the mission has been taken over and I have no choice but to stop doing it myself. I hope that Yang Jian can solve it smoothly like other ghost drivers, without any variables.

"Hear..." The current sounded.

The observer across the river said again: "The target of the character is about to walk out of the villa and enter the sniper range."

Kong Feng looked terrified and immediately looked at the independent manor villa.

From his perspective, he can see Yang Jian’s position and immediately see whether the plan is successful or not.

Long-distance sniping is just the first step.

At this moment, the sniper pulled the bolt and a golden bullet thicker than his finger was pushed into the chamber, waiting for the moment to fly out.

Eliminate some ghost-controllers with special bodies.

In fact, many ghost-controllers can be killed. If they hit the head with one shot, they will die even if they control the evil ghost.

Yang Jian was indeed walking outside the villa at this moment.

Zhang Wei's death aroused his vigilance before. There must be some dangerous people in this community, and most of them were coming for him.

Open the door.

Walk out of the villa.

He hadn't gone out for several days and looked outside. His eyes were a little dazzling and dizzy.

"The mission target is determined, fire the gun." The observer immediately confirmed his appearance when he saw Yang Jian coming out and immediately said to the sniper next to him.

The sniper who had already aimed at the gate did not hesitate at all.

"Bang~!"

With a gunshot, a burst of dust arose around him, and a special bullet flew out and headed straight for the target's head.

As long as you hit it, your head will explode instantly.

Not to mention the ghost-controlling ghosts, Jesus also has to kneel down.

The next moment.

A door of the villa was directly penetrated, and the bullet flew into the house and knocked down a piece of cement on the wall. The golden bullet had been deformed and was deeply embedded inside.

The goal...is gone?

"What's going on? Why is the target missing?" The observer was stunned for a moment.

Yang Jian, who had just walked out of the house, disappeared.

It seemed as if in the blink of an eye, the person had disappeared out of thin air.

"Report, the target disappears, the target disappears." Then, the observer hurriedly pointed at the communication channel.

The sniper immediately scolded: "Fak, retreat quickly, the sniper mission failed."

But he hasn't finished speaking yet.

A cold wind blew behind me, and the temperature around me seemed to drop by several degrees instantly.

Don't wait for them to look back.

A black shadow enveloped them, as if behind them was a man who appeared at some unknown time.

"Are you looking for me?" Yang Jian's body was covered with a layer of red light, and the ghost eyes on his forehead were hideous and weird.

With his appearance, there seemed to be a smell of death floating around him.

"Damn it." The observer suddenly burst into cold sweat behind him.

He no longer cared about why the mission target suddenly appeared behind him. He only knew that this person was extremely dangerous.

Draw the gun, turn around, and do it in one go.

The movements are extremely concise, as if after countless hard trainings, under such reactions, even if the enemy pointed a gun at him from behind, he would have the chance to fight back.

But as soon as he turned around, his head fell directly from his neck.

There was no blood or wound, and like a piece of blocks that were pieced together, he took off casually.

"I want to kill me? It doesn't exist." Yang Jian was still standing there, his ghost eyes staring at everything.

"Maybe you have successfully killed other ghost drivers before, but such success will not appear on me."

"Escape~!"

The sniper dropped his sniper rifle and rolled and crawled away from Yang Jian.

However, before taking a few steps, my body fell apart.

The arms and legs rolled down all over the ground, not a single piece of complete one.

It is not difficult to use the power of the evil ghost to solve two enemies.

It was just that the sniper just now was really dangerous.

If it weren't for the fact that he had used the Ghost Domain to save Zhang Wei and had no intention of turning it off, Yang Jian believed that he was dead at this time.

His head was blooming, and he couldn't handle it even if he controlled two ghosts.

But reality has no if.

The reality is that if you live, everyone else will die.

"Bang~!Bang~!"

At this time, two more gunshots were heard.

They shot each of them from the two commanding heights in the direction of Guanjiang Community to snipe.

This is a gun replenishment.

After confirming that the first shot failed, the person who had acted before would definitely be attacked by Yang Jian, so it is necessary to carry out the next re-shot to ensure that the sniper battle will not fail.

But in fact, they have failed.

When Yang Jian was in the Ghost Realm, ordinary assassination methods were doomed to fail.

The bullet passed through Yang Jian's body and exploded a piece of soil on the grass behind him.

But Yang Jian did not fall to the ground, and he disappeared again.

"The first phase of the battle failed, and the second phase of the battle plan began to be implemented." Kong Feng's face changed and he immediately said to the walkie-talkie.

"Boss, your three hunting plans look a bit bad. The mission target is a bit weird. It feels like he is no longer a person... He is more like a ghost." A member next to him was a little panicked.

"The third hunting plan almost scared me to death, but looking at your plan, it seems that it has been setbacks when it is implemented. Do you want me to help you?"

Suddenly, a voice appeared behind them.

"What?"

Everyone was shocked and looked back suddenly.

But when Yang Jian was sitting on the rest chair by the roadside, he held his head and looked at them.

Some people need to subconsciously draw their guns.

"Now you are surrounded. If I were you, throw down your weapons now, put your hands on your head, and then lie on the ground begging for mercy. Never do anything stupid, otherwise someone will die." Yang Jian, who was sitting on the chair, reminded.
To be continued...
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