Just when Feilun transformed into Nishino and went to touch the Japanese Embassy, Qiao Lengdie, who was in the hotel, felt a warning sign from the Wusha Qi in his body.
Someone!? sneaked into the room?
After Qiao Lengdie realized this problem, she thought it was Feilun who had come back. She was about to ask him why he didn't go out of the window, but suddenly she heard the man's tiptoeing steps. Suddenly, her slightly closed phoenix
My eyes suddenly opened!
Not Faerûn, absolutely not!
Because Feilun's footsteps are usually very light and silent, and they are even more silent at special moments. This has long been imprinted in Qiao Lengdie's mind and is unforgettable, and the footsteps just now were not only extremely loud but also had a strange rhythm in her ears.
It’s different from Faerûn.
It should be a thief or some other bad person! Immediately, Qiao Lengdie classified the person as an enemy. He wanted to use his killing energy immediately to kill him with unparalleled power, but when he glanced at the person beside him,
Xilin, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly remembered that Faerun had not returned yet. If the noise got louder, the hotel service staff would be attracted. It would be terrible if someone discovered that Faerun was not there.
Thinking of this, Qiao Lengdie immediately closed her mouth and nose, turned to internal breathing, quietly got out of bed, and came to the bedroom door, ready to make an attack at any time. It is worth mentioning that Qiao Lengdie's internal breathing was the result of Qiao Lengdie's demonic energy.
The method of fetal breath, which can only be understood after physical examination, was originally thought to have little chance of being used, but unexpectedly, it has come in handy now.
Liehu's gold medal killer Cook (see 916 for details) was very depressed tonight. He wanted to use the toilet to make phone calls to kill a few "eavesdroppers" for fun and to warm up for the upcoming mission. Who would have expected him?
After pretending to be in the toilet for a long time, only one guy came to the door. What made him even more depressed was that in the western restaurant, he never found a chance to assassinate the other person. However, for Cook, who has always been very patient, this was not a problem.
What the heck, isn't it just a waste of time waiting for an opportunity? This is what he is best at. After all, it is better to wait than to act recklessly and end up losing your life, right?
But he really envied that "eavesdropper", who actually dragged two beauties along and was lucky enough to send two beauties home. So Cook drove along and followed him, but when he turned to the foot of an unknown mountain, he accidentally...
He was startled when he discovered the secret whistle in the forest.
Damn it! What the hell is this place? There are actually military police acting as secret sentries?!
While Cook secretly sneered, he kept a calm expression on his face and continued to chase. It wasn't until he saw the "eavesdropper" sending the two women to the guard post and then driving away that he breathed a sigh of relief.
, murmured: "You are really a fucking idiot. If you go home with those two women, I can't do anything to you. But now, you are going to your own death. Who will blame you?" So.
He followed him all the way and finally arrived at the Capital Hotel.
At the front desk of the lobby, Cook took out an Interpol work certificate and pretended to be an Interpol officer. After some familiar English communication, he easily got the room number where the "eavesdropper" lived. Unfortunately,
The name registered in the room was a woman's, surnamed Qiao, and the "eavesdropper" he was following was introduced by the front desk staff and everyone called him MR. Allen!
Cook didn't care about this. No matter what the other party's name was, he only knew that since he had locked the target and made up his mind to kill the other party, he must kill him. Otherwise, it would be a great harm to his confidence as a killer.
Fortunately, by borrowing the identity of a fake Interpol police officer, Cook easily moved into the room opposite Phelan's room. Once the night got deeper, he was ready to take action.
After preparing a silenced pistol, he closed his eyes and sat quietly inside the room until midnight. Then Cook opened his eyes, slowly inserted the gun into his waist, quietly slipped out of the room, and came to the opposite door.
Unknowingly, he broke the lock cylinder and sneaked into the room.
It was already early in the morning, and of course there was no one in the living room of the luxury suite. Cook didn't care at all. He tiptoed to the bedroom door, drew a gun with one hand and quietly turned the doorknob with the other, and opened the door.
Looking inside, Cook caught a glimpse of a woman's pink arms on the big bed exposed from the thin blanket. He couldn't help but sneer in his heart. This "eavesdropper" named Fei seemed to be very lucky! Thinking of this, his gun hand
He had already come around and was about to aim at the human figure in the blanket on the bed.
At this moment, Cook suddenly felt the sound of breaking wind coming from above his head. Although it was very subtle, his intuition, which had been wandering on the edge of life and death for a long time, still noticed it!
not good!
He subconsciously screamed secretly, and did not bother to shoot at the bed. He immediately turned the muzzle of the gun and pointed towards the direction of the wind. At the same time, he bent his other arm and wrapped it diagonally above his head.
Unfortunately, the wind came too quickly. Before Cook could pull the trigger, there was only a "bang" sound and a heavy blow on his head. Even through the thickness of his arm, he was still shaken to the point of confusion, and even more fatally.
Yes, the arm he used to resist the attack was almost as painful as being struck by a cleaver.
"thump!"
Cook's body was sent flying by the huge force of the attack, and then fell heavily to the ground! However, he knew very well that except for the pain as if his arm was broken, his skull had not been substantially damaged.
Too dangerous!
Cook knew very well what the consequences would be if the opponent's sneak attack hit his head just now, and his heart was beating rapidly. If his arm hadn't blocked it, he might have injured his skull!
Oh shit!
Thinking of this, Cook cursed secretly, held back the pain, raised his eyelids and raised his gun, intending to reward the attacker with a peanut, but before he could make any move, two smooth legs were inserted into his neck.
She clamped his neck, and then twisted it hard. Cook suddenly heard a sound similar to the rotation of gears in his neck!
"Crack!"
Cook's head was twisted nearly 180 degrees by force, and his life force was quickly withdrawn from his body, just like a bud being broken at the waist, and he could no longer die.
Until his death, Liehu's gold medal killer Cook didn't see clearly who killed him. Before he lost his last bit of consciousness, he only had one thought: The beautiful legs around his neck smelled so good!
Those beautiful legs naturally belonged to Qiao Lengdie, but she just felt unlucky after losing a life, and she also felt a little bit nauseous. Fortunately, she was influenced by Faerun, and she didn't take human life seriously.
After checking with his hand to confirm that Cook had no pulse, he immediately stood up and moved a high-backed chair to prop up the door with a broken lock cylinder.
Turning her head, Qiao Lengdie resisted the feeling of nausea, dragged the body into the bathroom, and soaked it in the bathtub. In this way, even if the body became incontinent, it would not flow everywhere.
After taking a few more deep breaths, Qiao Lengdie couldn't help but complain: "Unlucky, I didn't expect me to kill someone so easily!" After saying this, she eagerly hoped that Feilun would come back soon. After all, how to deal with the body?
She has no opinion at all.
At the same time, in an office building diagonally opposite the Japanese Embassy.
"Old Duan, wake up, a suspicious person appears!"
Lao Duan, a national security monitor who was taking a nap, was startled when he heard this and woke up instantly: "Where is it?" As he said that, he grabbed the night vision binoculars and looked towards the entrance of the embassy.
"Wrong, it's the way we came from, our ten o'clock direction!" a colleague reminded.
Lao Duan immediately turned the telescope to look. After seeing the person clearly, he immediately shouted: "Wow, isn't this the little Japanese Nishino who is number one on the missing list?"
"Ah?" A colleague who hadn't seen it clearly was surprised when he heard this, "Let's take a look, it seems to look a bit like that little devil Nishino in the photo!"
"What do you mean, it looks like he is!" Lao Duan said firmly, "If you don't believe it, then notify the outdoor team to take a recent photo of him!"
"Great!" The colleague immediately took out his mobile phone and called the outdoor team.
Nishino, transformed from Feren, was walking on the embassy road in the dead of night. He looked very strange. But what was even more strange was that at this time, a group (four people) of guards from the embassy area came towards him.
After seeing Feilun, the entire team of guards immediately quickened their pace and surrounded him in a fan shape: "Who are you? Don't you know what time it is? You actually came to the embassy area for a stroll, please turn back!"
"Baga!" Feilun pretended to curse, "Since when do the Japanese need the consent of you Chinese people to enter their own embassy?"
It has to be said that after all the drama, Feren got some fragments of Nishino's living habits before he killed him. Among them, the most repeated line in this little Japanese was the word "Chinese people", so Feren is now
When pretending to be Nishino, you naturally have to keep his mantra on your lips, otherwise it won’t be like that!
It's a pity that no matter how fierce and arrogant Faerun's attitude was, the guards pretending to be national security on the other side were unfazed. The leader said: "In that case, it's okay to check your ID, right? Otherwise, if you say you are Japanese, then you are Japanese."
Me?"
Feilun didn't panic when he heard this, because when he killed Nishino and Kojima, other things such as human skins, clothes, wallets, etc. were all burned with immortal hell fire. Only the passports of these little Japanese were still there.
Keep it. Hearing the lead guard say that he wanted to check his ID, he immediately took the initiative to walk under the streetlight, took out the little devil Nishino's passport and handed it over.
Several national security guards pretending to be guards checked the passport handed over by Feilun and confirmed that it was genuine. They couldn't stop him at that moment, so they could only let Feilun go and said: "Well, the document is genuine. Mr. Nishino, please
Do it yourself!"
Fearon nodded noncommittally, glanced at one of the guards, and then turned around and continued walking to the Japanese Embassy.
When Feren walked away, the leading guard immediately looked at the guard who had just glanced at Ferun before he left, and said, "How is it? Did you take the photo?"
"Yes, I did, but that little devil just seemed to have discovered my intention!"
"He just found out when he found out. It's not a big deal. Could he still eat you?"
"That's true..."
A few minutes later, people inside the national security surveillance point received wind.