The roof of this building is really quiet. There is a satellite receiver on it. There is a house next to it. There is a small iron gate on the house. I went over and looked at it. There are just stairs going downstairs.
There was no one around at night, so it was a good opportunity to do something bad. Zhang Zihao did not hesitate. Although the door was locked, the lock was just a small padlock. It was a kiss to open this kind of lock. He took out the dagger and directly
He took out the padlock, went inside, and then hung up the padlock to avoid being discovered.
It's quite dark inside this building. With a little moonlight outside, you can still see the situation in front clearly. However, there are surveillance cameras in this building. You have to be careful along the way, otherwise you will be in big trouble if you are not discovered.
Zhang Zihao walked cautiously in, but to be on the safe side, he always walked into blind corners as much as possible to avoid being discovered.
This building is quite big, so it will definitely be difficult to walk around. But pressing the house number, finding the conference room, and hiding next to the conference room is the most important thing tonight.
The defense inside the building seemed to be too lax. For a lurking master like him, it was really easy to sneak in.
But the key is tomorrow, oh, if we kill these bastards, the building will probably be surrounded, and if I want to escape, I will probably have to sneak downstairs within five minutes, otherwise, I will be surrounded.
, then we really have to hang on here.
Let's talk about this tomorrow. We have to sit all night. There are a few security guards wandering around in the corridor from time to time. I'm sure I won't be able to sleep. It's such a troublesome night.
Fortunately, Zhang Zihao has endured all kinds of hardships, so it doesn’t matter. Killing these little devils is more important. When he arrived at the conference room, he sat on a chair and took a leisurely rest. Then he took advantage of the night to fix the AK47.
, the bullets should be loaded with good quality, and the pistol should be ready. Tomorrow, you will use it to blast the Japanese's anus. Don't let it jam.
It was a calm night, although a few security guards occasionally came to hang out, but it was not a big deal. It was dawn the next day, and Zhang Zihao put on his night clothes, set up a stool, and opened the air-conditioning cover on the ceiling.
The air-conditioning duct on the ceiling is quite big. It's okay to hide in it, but it's a bit cold even though the air-conditioning is turned on. There's nothing I can do about it. It's not okay to do this kind of thing without suffering a little bit.
After hiding in, then put the lid back on, and after doing this, it's time to start work in the afternoon.
Time passed by second by second. This morning was very difficult for thieves. Fortunately, after practicing a lot, I was able to do the work of lurking for two or three days without moving. This morning was still a trivial matter, but like a city.
In such a comfortable life, how could he really suffer when he lurks around?
At 2:30 in the afternoon, all these devils really came. The one walking in front was Prime Minister B. There was a group of people inside, about forty or fifty people, including women.
This group of people walked with a pose, looking too serious. It is said that people in R country like to believe in the bird emperor. When talking about state affairs, they act as serious as 250 people. Looking at this image, it is really true. No wonder that
Yamamoto Ichiro couldn't survive in the army. He was just like Zhang Zihao. He didn't believe in any emperor or god, he only believed in his own freedom, personality and dignity.
It's just that there are two women here, they seem to be secretaries or something like that. Zhang Zihao never kills women, but this time he probably has to make an exception. Fortunately, they are a few old women. Although they are still pretty, look at those
This old man is no older than forty, so it wouldn't be a pity to kill him.
If Liangniu also kills Liangniu, it will really have the smell of destroying flowers with a harsh hand. This flower that is about to wither will be destroyed if it is destroyed. Who calls him? He is from R country, and he is the kind he hates. I believe
What's wrong? I just believe in the Bird King.
After these people came in, they all took their places, and the door of the conference room was closed. The meeting began, and the Prime Minister also began to make a speech at the meeting.
But the most depressing thing is that Zhang Zihao now understands half of R-slang. Although it is very awkward to speak and can hardly express an accurate R-country vocabulary, he can still understand a little bit. What these B's spoke first
It seems to be about the development of the military, and then it will talk about the economic affairs of country r.
And he listened carefully, ah, these bums are really quite wild. They talked about those economic achievements very enthusiastically, and even wanted to expand their chests again after World War II. However, in terms of military, it seemed that they were still weak.
They want to build an aircraft carrier to continue their dream of becoming powerful, and they also want to build the most powerful economic and military empire in the world.
These dogs are really disgusting. Their ambitions are still so big. In this case, let them go to hell with these ambitions to defeat them.
And in this meeting, the more they talked, the more energetic they became, and they seemed to be very involved. During World War II, they liked to have a caesarean section for loyalty, and if they failed, they were really energetic.
They are all so excited.
Zhang Zihao thought for a while, and it seemed that he had to take action, but here, the air-conditioning pipes were a little cold. Damn it, his hands were a little stiff, and the pipes were a little small. It was good for the slender little woman to hide, but he was the only one.
The grown-up men were crowded inside, feeling somewhat suffocated.
Fortunately, when the time came, I put on the mask, gently opened the cover of the air-conditioning pipe, put the AK47 in front, then retracted my head first, and I hung upside down.
"Who is it?" The Prime Minister first saw a gun coming out of the air-conditioning pipe, and then hanging someone down. His face suddenly changed, and he shouted in horror.
The little old man in his sixties was quite energetic, but his energy was useless. Zhang Zihao's marksmanship was absolutely sharp, not to mention that he had practiced hard in the military zone for several months.
First, he shot that guy in the head with one shot, then turned around, and then there was the sound of "bang...bang..." gunshots. He really couldn't pity those people.
Thinking that they had to deal with such a good sister Qing and treat the people of their own country as their slaves, then he had no choice but to let them take their beliefs and go to hell to meet each other.
The prime minister was shot between the eyebrows by Zhang Zihao, and the venue immediately became chaotic. Some were shouting and some were running away. Death was imminent and they could no longer be serious.
During World War II, those leaders were not afraid of death. People who grew up in the city had never seen such blood. Although the insidiousness, viciousness, and nastiness behind it were still there, the courage was no longer there.
The AK47 has 30 rounds of bullets, one shot at a time. It is really easy to shoot. The 54 pistol also has eight bullets. It feels so good to move the left and right hands at the same time.
The venue was in chaos, and the siren in the corridor rang. Suddenly the building was in chaos, and the footsteps were also chaotic.
Yes, there seem to be forty-two people in this venue. Whoever escapes first will be killed first. For the security guards outside, shoot each one in the head when they come in. Use up the bullets, then replace them, and deal with the rest.
This cool killing method is a bit like making a movie. The thief wants Chow Yun-fat to make Peace Inn. Yeah, one man is in charge and ten thousand people can't stop it. It makes those R country people arrogant, makes them insidious, and makes them not regard others as human beings.
He is being pinched and played to death in someone's hands, does it feel good or not?
Zhang Zihao's killing method is quite skillful. A master is a master. Changing bullets is a matter of seconds. The state of complete victory is indeed extraordinary.
The venue was completely under control. When they saw the person running in front being shot in the head with a decisive shot by him, they did not dare to move. They all lay on the ground begging for mercy.
"I thought you were so amazing, you are a bunch of losers. If anyone doesn't accept it, just stand up." Zhang Zihao said arrogantly in his half-toned R-slang.
"Whoever is yelling at me, whoever wants to trample others under my feet, stand up for me. You bastard, if you have the guts, just stand up." Zhang Zihao continued to shout arrogantly.
There were about twenty people in the conference room, and he killed more than twenty of them, and those who seemed to have screamed the loudest just now, and the security guards who came in twos and threes at the door, also killed seven or eight.
Seeing that their whole bodies were trembling, Zhang Zihao felt that there was no need to kill them. This time, he completely scared them all to death. It would be interesting to see if they would come up with any other ideas in the future.
And when he walked over to the two women, he originally planned to kill them today, but when he saw them lying there motionless, he didn't seem to need to kill them.
"Raise your head up." Zhang Zihao lifted the woman's chin with the AK47, forcing her to raise her head, and then continued: "Tell me, do you still think you are great, do you still want to be the number one in the world?
You're going to put everyone in the world under your feet, okay? I'm here today just to test you arrogant bastards to see if you're really that great."
Although the little woman was in her forties or fifties, she was extremely panicked now. She looked at Zhang Zihao with a gloomy face, and she was terribly afraid of this man who was wrapped in black clothes, but she said