Chapter 53: There is an old saying in District 2...

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Qiao Shuya: "..."

He is not a monster, is he so scary?

After a while of stimulation and comfort, the sniper finally calmed down and accepted the water handed over by the watchmen.

Other staff also gradually evacuated the surrounding people. The riot just now was actually resolved quickly, but among the people there were all those who were curious, panicked, and those who ran away. This is still in a relatively prosperous commercial street, so the people were evacuated first. Avoid secondary disasters.

"He who knows the current situation is a hero. Please tell me who sent you here? Don't worry, we are watchers and we will definitely be able to ensure your safety. There are three A-level watchers here and one S-level one. No one can Revenge against you."

A bearded watchman approached the sniper and said, but his strong muscles that were still trembling made him look particularly untouchable.

The sniper seemed to have chosen to compromise. From his perspective, he was surrounded by watchers with evil expressions. Coupled with the monster with blue fire in his hand, it was simply men on top of men, men on the left and right, top and bottom. The two men, and my own male bodyguard...are like a little white rabbit who has walked into a new era and is about to face hell...

"I said, I said, I don't know who my superior employer is, but my direct employer is..."

"Boom!" The sniper's head exploded instantly, and in an instant plasma and skull fragments were all over the watchers present.

The power of the explosion was not great, and no one was injured except the sniper. However, at this moment, all the brain-filled watchers in the field had fierce looks on their faces, and their expressions were extremely ugly.

The sniper's head exploded, from the inside out.

"Okay, very good, really very good. I have never wanted to kill people so much in my life, even to kill a whole family..." The bearded man was the closest. At this time, his face was completely red and white. It was covered, and waves of nausea came.

The mood of other people is basically not much better than this, everyone has more or less splashed on them.

The most important thing was that the person behind the scenes was slapping them in the face and killing the prisoner they had just saved in front of so many guards.

"He has a self-destruction device implanted in his brain, and he may not even know about it." A person stepped forward to check and came to this conclusion.

"It seems that they came prepared..." Each of these A-level watchmen was terrifyingly calm at this time, but under such an aura, the whole environment suddenly became chilling.

Even Qiao Shuya fell silent when he saw the headless corpse.

There is no hope, just wait for death, say goodbye!

The Holy Light Bullet of his Heavenly Fist can only restore blood, but cannot resurrect people. Besides, he has no brains. No matter how outrageous the Holy Light is, it is impossible for him to be reincarnated in the dirt, right?

Things here were over, and when Qiao Shuya returned to Wei Ning's office, he saw Hayakawa Satoru being carried on the stretcher.

Half of his body was smashed by a sniper rifle, but after he decisively released the Fist of Heaven, he ate five or six holy light bullets in an instant, and the broken internal organs in that half of his body had stopped bleeding and grown...

But his bones did not regenerate, which means that even if he was rescued, he still lost his shoulder and an arm...

It seems that the recovery of the Fist of Heaven has a limit. At most, it can only recover the damaged internal organs, and there is no way to regenerate a broken arm.

"Don't worry, we will do our best to save him, and we can even install the best mechanical prosthetic hand on him." Uncle Li saw the complicated look on Qiao Shuya's face from the side and came over and said.

"Oh...has technology reached this level now..." Qiao Shuya sighed. Perhaps prosthetics are the best choice for this young man who came to Tokyo to work as an agent.

"Humanity has not overcome the difficulty of prosthetics yet, but there are mechanical-type among the watchers." Uncle Li mentioned, "There is an S-level mechanical-type watcher on Europa, and we will ask for cooperation."

Among the Watchers, are there anyone who plays technology style...

Qiao Shuya didn't ask any more questions, just watched Hayakawa Satoru being put on the plane and then leaving.

The other watchmen and support staff also left one after another after finishing the work. In a blink of an eye, only Qiao Shuya and Lao Chen were left in the entire Wei Ning Office.

Two holes were opened in the wall of Weining's office, which were caused by the 12.7mm caliber sniper rifle. Not only that, the lightning protection system and electrical system of the entire house were completely scrapped, and the surging plasma even damaged the ground line of his house. They all exploded, and the top floor cracked and even showed signs of melting. This was the impact after he had just released the Fist of Heaven.

The house he had just renovated was now scrapped again and needed to be renovated.

"Ding dong, Uncle Li transfers 3 million..."

Qiao Shuya saw the message coming from his cell phone. Among them, 2 million was the damage assessment made after the house was damaged, and the remaining 1 million was the allowance for several tasks some time ago.

"The locals in District 11 here are too rude and don't respect military ethics. They directly use this kind of anti-material weapon to silence them in the downtown area of ​​Tokyo..." Lao Chen cursed.

The most dangerous thing just now was the first shot. Maybe even Lao Chen's thick-skinned body would have been severely damaged in the first shot, but it would be easier for them to deal with it after they reacted.

But it was really a provocation. They just said they would be safe here, but when they turned around, Hayakawa Satoru was almost assassinated by a sniper.

"Where is the sniper?" Lao Chen asked.

"He's dead. Explosives were planted in his head. He didn't ask anything." Qiao Shuya returned.

"It's so cruel. It's so cruel." Lao Chen also sighed.

"So now my thoughts are similar to that of the bearded man. I want to kill the whole family." Qiao Shuya said half-jokingly.

"You remind me of a joke. It is said that the watchers of the peninsula are most concerned about money, the watchers of District 11 are most concerned about the opposite sex, and the watchmen of District 2 are most concerned about how to kill the whole family." Old Chen patted the bridge. Shu Ya shouldered, "Your way of thinking is very Zone 2."

"Forget it, let's find a construction team to repair it later. I want to go to the hospital to see that little brother later. Do you have any arrangements?" Qiao Shuya asked Panda.

"Then let me go to the association to understand the situation. At least this matter cannot end like this. There is an old saying in District 2 that 'it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge.' We are very vengeful here." Old Chen said.

Qiao Shuya also contacted the construction team. This time the damage to the house was repaired very quickly. The construction team said it could be completed in about two days.

He also sent a message to Yuan Zhi'ai who was leaving home, saying that she might not be able to return home today, and reminded her to pay attention to her safety outside.

But after sending the message, he felt that it was a bit redundant. After all, apart from being a rookie watcher, Minamoto Chiai is also the daughter of a big family in Kyoto. At least this kind of open and secret fighting should not affect her, right?