(When people are on a journey, they cannot help themselves. Sorry!)
"I have to get out of the car." Zhu Tong said firmly: "Teacher Nomura, I don't want to die in this car."
"This car is the safest place nearby. If you are worried, sir, we can take a detour."
The car lock is the first protective measure. The controller is on Nomura Hanahai's side. If he doesn't agree, the door won't open at all.
Zhu Tong had no time to be polite: "It's not just people from the Matsui family, maybe friends in the world, maybe someone with more money wants my life or your life. We both have to get out of this car. Teacher Nomura, you should
Know that there are snipers in the world. There are many around us
There may be snipers hidden on every high-rise building. This vehicle is not a tank, and an armor-piercing bullet can tear through its protection. The reason why we have not been attacked now may be because we parked in advance, and the killer may be looking for a suitable
location."
There was a slight "click" sound, and the electronic lock opened.
Zhu Tong quickly opened the car door, and Nomura Hanahai also got out from the other side.
Zhu Tong glanced at the surrounding tall buildings. He had no sniper experience and could only rely on intuition to judge places that could pose a threat to him.
But the area around Sanjo Bridge belongs to the urban area of Kyoto, and there are at least a dozen high-rise and low-rise buildings on both sides of the river. There are too many places that can threaten this place.
Nomura Hanahai was the local leader here, and he quickly sent six people into three groups to search the tops of three buildings.
Several muffled groans came from the Kamogawa River. Hiroshi Kawanaka showed half his head from the stone bank a few meters away and said in a hissing voice: "Tell the master, let's go quickly..." After saying that, he sank again.
Zhu Tong stepped onto the stone steps and drew out the dragon and phoenix stars.
By the Kamogawa River, a dark figure with a mask stood.
Kawazaka Hiro was stepped on by him.
"Jiang Xiaoyu." Zhu Tong shouted and immediately lowered his waist. A sharp fish bone flew over his head with a slight whistle.
Nomura Hanahai waved her hand, and the two waiters rushed down the river embankment.
The man in black did not speak, but put a fish bone on the throat of the man at his feet.
Kawazaka Hiroshi is the designated successor of Nomura Hanami, and is now the personal assistant of Miss Ichi Yukimi, who is also the head of these waiters. The man in black originally thought that holding him would be equivalent to having a talisman, but he did not expect that the waiter would not be able to communicate with him at all.
Unexpectedly, a wooden knife and an iron rod were thrown at him mercilessly.
"You should use a gun." Zhu Tong took a step back. It felt good to have someone risking his life for him.
Two more waiters went down, and the man in black was forced to retreat step by step. He was happy to watch on the sidelines.
On the bank of Yachuan River, the man in black had placed two waiters, both of whom stabbed the joints with fish bones; he seemed not to want to cause trouble. This made Zhu Tong doubt his previous judgment. Jiang Xiaoyu seemed not to be so merciful.
"It turns out to be the ruthless master."
The man in black dodged and revealed his flaw, and Zhu Tong finally confirmed his identity. It was one of the seventy-two authentic skills of the Golden Buddha Temple, the Arhat Kick.
Wu Qing remained silent, but his moves were a little hesitant, showing that he was a little panicked in his heart.
"The dignified monk of Puxian Temple, the most unknown person in the Golden Buddha Temple, was reduced to being a killer for others. It's pitiful." Zhu Tong mocked.
The ruthless master seemed to be furious. He picked up an iron rod and swung out layers of phantoms. It turned out to be another unique skill of the Golden Buddha Temple, the Crazy Magic Wand.
The two entangled waiters could not withstand the attack. One was knocked away and the other was forced to retreat to protect himself.
Another black shadow emerged, and almost at the same time that the ruthless master sensed the danger, a soft whip was less than half a foot behind his shoulder.
The ruthless iron rod's rear wheel could be hit with a soft whip. However, the iron rod did not feel any hindrance as it should have, ruthless screamed in secret, but there was no way to save it.
"Click!" With a sound, Wu Qing's kite turned over, holding his right shoulder in pain as he fell. The iron rod flew out in the direction of Qing Qing's swing and fell into the Kamogawa River.
"It's so amazing, four or two waves of a thousand pounds." Nomura Hanahai is a good judge of things, and she clapped her hands and praised.
The soft kung fu performed by Heiying was too brilliant. He almost lost one of his arms by adding a trace of round and soft energy along with ruthless strength. Although ruthless was able to twist his body in seemingly impossible circumstances, he was forced to use
The iron rod in his hand rotated towards the center line, but he still ended up with a dislocated right shoulder. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough and let go quickly, and his body skills were high enough, once this arm rotated once, it would have ended up with torn muscles and veins.
Without saying a word, Wu Qing pressed on the dislocated spot, raised his hand, threw a black object, turned around and jumped into the Kamogawa River.
"Bomb." Nomura Hanahai threw herself at Zhu Tong, and the surrounding waiters also fell down one after another.
Ten seconds passed, but there was no movement. The black thing was more than ten meters away from Zhu Tong, and there was no movement at all.
Twenty seconds passed and there was still no explosion.
Zhu Tong stood up, patted the dirt on his body, and bent down to pick up the thing.
Sure enough, it was a grenade, but Wuqing threw it without pulling the fuse, so of course it wouldn't explode.
After all, Wu Wu still dare not kill people. After all, he has been in the Golden Buddha Temple for many years and has read many scriptures, so he will always be affected. Especially after his identity was revealed by Zhu Tong, he was even more embarrassed to kill people in the street.
In such chaos, the black shadow that suddenly appeared disappeared.
"Who...is Mr. Li's friend?" Nomura Hanami asked.
"I don't know him." Zhu Tong replied, looking at the tall buildings not far away.
That was Cookie, a young master from Xiaoyao Valley in western Henan Province. However, Zhu Tong did not expect that he would appear at this time, and he would be so skilled in cultivation. It seemed that Cookie only showed 50% of his abilities in the ring.
Skill. This softness has reached the great state of combining hardness and softness. If you don't count Xuan Gong, Suowunda is not much better than him.
A car rushed over quickly and stopped outside the convoy with a series of screams.
The waiters just got up from the ground and nervously surrounded Zhu Tong and Nomura Hanahai. They looked at the RV with eager eyes.
The car door opened, and Heishi Matsui got out of the car.
"Teacher Nomura, Mr. Li, are you okay?" Matsui Heizhi anxiously searched the crowd, and looked relieved when he saw that both Zhu Tong and Nomura Hanahai were safe. "I came as soon as I got the news.
, I’m sorry that I frightened you.”
The Jingdong Building, which is 1,300 meters away from the Sanjo Bridge, is 73 meters high. On the top platform, Italian Shield Paolo gasped and held an infrared laser locator to search around the Sanjo Bridge.
Beside him lay a thin black man, adjusting and assembling a large-caliber sniper rifle.
Paul cursed the terrible weather in Kyoto: "Mandela, are you ready?"
If it weren't for the inability to use his right hand, Paul would have been able to complete this sniper mission by himself without Mandela's assistance.
Mandela is a professional mercenary trained by Paul when he was an instructor at the International Mercenary Training Camp. He is a talented hunter and the best material to be a sniper.
At this time, Paul was glad that he called Mandela to help. Paul's boss Karl provided sufficient financial support for the operation. The sniper rifle in Mandela's hand was equipped with the most advanced aiming and correction system. But sniping in the rain has
There are more variables. Mandela's intuition developed in the tropical jungle is exactly suitable for such an environment.
"Report sir, everything is ready."
This sniper rifle was produced in South Africa. It has been specially modified to shoot armor-piercing and incendiary bombs. It is known as the nemesis of bulletproof cars. The first bullet breaks through the outer armor, and the second incendiary bomb turns the target into a
A burning coffin.
Unfortunately, the target vehicle did not stop within the intended range, and a large tree blocked the view; so it took Paul and Mandela three minutes to complete the change of position.
"Damn it, they're not in the car anymore." Paul observed that the Jingchi family's waiters had left the bulletproof car, proving that the little liar and Old Nomura had left their intended target.
He immediately started looking for Zhu Tong. If it were daytime, this would be very simple. But now it was late at night, and the burning car accident scene on the Sanjiao Bridge caused a certain degree of interference to the infrared laser locator in his hand.
, so much so that it took Paul a whole minute to lock his eyes on a target: Nomura Hanami.
The boss's order is that the first target is Li Xiang, director of the Fuhua Shipbuilding Preparatory Office, and Nomura Hanahai is only the second target.
Paul was unwilling to give in and searched the scene again.
"Target No. 1 is by the river." Mandela still spotted the figure of Target No. 1 through the scope, but a figure kept blocking the target, intentionally or unintentionally.
"Kill them all together." Paul counted the time. Six minutes had passed since the beginning. He had to complete the shooting and evacuate safely within ten minutes.
In the suburbs, a light helicopter will take off at half past ten. There is an ocean-going research ship off the coast of Japan. The helicopter will drop them on the sea. At the same time, the ocean-going research ship will send a speedboat to pick them up.
.
If he fails to catch the plane, he and Mandela will face the danger of being hunted by the Jingchi family.
This is Kyoto, and the Ichi family has deep roots here; both of them are foreigners, and we don’t know what the outcome will be.
Paul began to focus on the target, and Mandela's sniper needed the data he provided.
"Wait a minute." Paul didn't provide data, he saw a person.
Paul knew the man standing in front of Zhu Tong. He was the boss's friend and important partner, Mr. Matsui Hirashi.
"Mandela, are you sure? It will only hit target No. 1 and not hurt anyone else."
Although he knew it was nonsense, Paul still asked.
Assassination is for business, not to cause damage to business. Paul has been with the boss for a while. Although he seems rude, he knows better than Danny Rawson. That's why the boss did not choose to fire him after his right hand was disabled.
He also entrusted him with such an important task.
Paul has planned to retire with this generous remuneration and leave his crisis-ridden professional bodyguard career. Now he must weigh whether the boss's gain or loss will be greater if Matsui Hirashi and Target No. 1 are killed at the same time.
"Instructor, there are two people approaching here. They are going very fast and are still a hundred meters away from the building." Mandela urged.
In his field of vision, the three nearby tall buildings were all the other party's search targets.
There is a high-power motorcycle in the darkness downstairs, which is their only way to evacuate.
Paul said cruelly: "Kill target No. 2."
It is impossible for him to ask his boss for instructions now. Making prompt decisions is also a quality that an excellent professional bodyguard should have.
At this moment, a black shadow emerged from more than ten meters behind them.
Just as the black shadow was about to take action, he suddenly stopped. He seemed to have heard some instructions.
At the same time, Zhu Tong was talking to himself:
"It's good to be dead, but it won't be fun if you're not dead. Haha!"