Thomas was probably shot by a bullet in the office. Bowman drove his car slowly past Thomas's store. Through the rolled-down window, Bowman clearly heard the patrolman on the roadside talking about the situation in the store. Knowing that Thomas was hit in the neck by a bullet that penetrated the window, Bowman couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief. When the car driven by Bowman left the street, several concession patrol cars had already arrived at the intersection. When Bowman saw this scene in the rearview mirror, he felt joyful in his heart.
According to Tang Cheng's previous instructions, Bowman sped up and rushed to the cafe called Sansehua. After looking around and not seeing Tang Cheng, Bowman calmly sat down in a seat near the street window. inside. Just when Bowman rushed to the cafe and paid attention to the movement on the street outside through the street window, Tang Cheng also rolled up with a blanket and climbed to the roof of a four-story building. Standing here, he could see the south. Towards the French restaurant more than 400 meters away.
According to the intelligence passed by Hans's men, at 4:30 every afternoon, the Frenchman named Mark would come to this French restaurant to sit down. Tang Cheng didn't know what "sitting down" meant, but he knew that this Frenchman named Mark was definitely bored enough to come to this French restaurant at 4:30 every day just to sit down. There was definitely a secret that he didn't know about. But Tang Cheng didn't want to know what the secret was. What he wanted most now was for the Frenchman to show up quickly.
When Tang Cheng appeared on the roof of the building, it was almost half past four. Tang Cheng, who opened the triple eyepiece, knelt down on one knee, set up his rifle on the edge of the roof, and began to search for the Frenchman. Hans provided Tang Cheng with a clear photo of Mark, and based on the information sent by Hans' men, Tang Cheng knew that this Frenchman named Mark liked to appear well-dressed in front of outsiders. So at this moment, all his attention was focused on those well-dressed guys on the street in front.
It was two minutes to four-thirty, and Tang Cheng frowned slightly on the roof. The Frenchman named Mark had not yet appeared, and Tang Cheng was a little worried that the news had been leaked. As time passed, Tang Cheng began to secretly calculate in his heart, should he leave here immediately to assassinate the next target, or should he continue to wait? At this moment, a black car appeared at the intersection. At this time, Tang Cheng did not know that the driver of this black car that came into his sight was Frenchman Marc.
The black car Mark is driving is a second-hand car, but this does not prevent Mark from using it to show off that he is a rich man. The car slowly drove through the intersection and turned into the street where the French restaurant was located. Mark glanced at the time on his watch and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was not late, otherwise he would have been lectured by that damn bald man again. for a while. The man Mark calls the bald man is the owner of this French restaurant. At the same time, this French bald man named Emond is also Mark's superior.
Subconsciously stepping on the accelerator, the car driven by Mark accelerated briskly, brushed against a rickshaw on the street, and headed straight towards the French restaurant in the middle of the street. Tangcheng, who was on the roof of the building, did not notice Mark's car at first. It was only when the car driven by Mark suddenly accelerated and passed the rickshaw on the street that Tangcheng, who was condescending on the roof, finally yelled at the rickshaw driver. In the sound, he noticed the black car driven by Mark.
Tang Cheng, who had already opened the triple eyepiece, immediately stared at the car. Through the front window of the car, Tang Cheng, who was condescending, could clearly see Mark's iconic red nose. After confirming that the target was the driver of the black car in the street downstairs, Tang Cheng poked his head out from the edge of the roof, then set up his rifle and pointed the muzzle at the street outside the French restaurant. Mark's car quickly stopped outside the French restaurant. Mark, who was unaware of the danger approaching him, reached out to open the door and got out of the car after the car stopped.
"Pfft!" Mark, who was standing by the car and turning around to close the door, didn't know anything yet. He just felt a tightness in his chest and then a sharp pain. When he lowered his head, he realized that the left chest was shooting out. A bloody arrow. "Bang!" Mark's face was twisted, and when he was covering his chest, he finally heard the belated sound of gunshots. Damn it! Mark, who had blood spraying from his mouth, only had time to mutter these three words, Then he completely collapsed and slid down the car to the ground.
The shooting distance used by Tangcheng to shoot Mark was more than 400 meters. For a long shot at this distance, the bullet would often reach the target location before the gunshot. This is why Mark was shot first and then heard the gunshot. After successfully hitting the target, Tang Cheng once again confirmed with the triple eyepiece that the target had been shot and fell. He immediately stepped back, wrapped the rifle in a blanket and put it into his carry-on equipment bag, and quickly walked downstairs with his hands empty. Top evacuation.
"He's dead!" Mark was shot and fell outside the French restaurant. At first, passers-by who saw this scene screamed and ran away. After the people in the French restaurant rushed out after hearing the news, many onlookers gathered around. The restaurant owner Edmund was beside Mark at the moment. He just took a look at the bullet holes in Mark's body and the location of the blood stains on the street. Edmund, who was once a member of the army, quickly determined the direction from which the bullet came. But it was a pity that even if Edmund could determine the direction in which the bullet was coming, all he could see in the distance at this moment were buildings of different heights, but it was impossible to see Chinatown.
Tang Cheng evacuated the building and immediately followed the route he had planned to blend into the crowd. After detouring several intersections, Tang Cheng tucked the blanket roll under his arm again and finally appeared outside the Sansehua Cafe. . Bowman, who had been waiting in the cafe, was already impatient. When he finally saw Tang Cheng appearing outside the cafe door, Bowman took out his wallet and prepared to ask the waiter in the cafe to pay and leave. But what Bowman didn't expect was that before he could ask the waiter to pay, Tang Cheng had already opened the door and walked in.
"Don't worry, let me take a breath!" Tang Cheng sat down opposite Bowman. The waiter in the cafe happened to see Bowman's gesture and came over. Tang Cheng ordered a cup of coffee and sent the waiter away. "I have already killed the man named Mark, right in front of the French restaurant. Now take a short rest, and after I finish drinking this cup of coffee, we will go to the next place." Tang Cheng grinned at Bowman, Then he took out a cigarette and lit one. His leisurely and contented look was beyond Bowman's expectation.
Bowman originally thought that after Tang Cheng shot two people in a row, he would have changed psychologically, or at least become nervous or sensitive. Unexpectedly, Tang Cheng, who appeared in front of him, was more relaxed than before. There were many people in the cafe, and Bowman had no way to ask Tang Cheng about how he shot Mark, so he had to wait patiently for Tang Cheng to finish the cup of coffee in front of him. After a cup of coffee, the sun was already setting outside the cafe. He lowered his head and looked at the time on his watch before Tang Cheng stood up.
"Don't worry, it's still early, you can drive slower!" Back in the car, Tang Cheng told Bowman an address, lit another cigarette, and then sat in the back seat of the car. Make a sound. Bowman had many questions in his mind that he wanted to check with Tang Cheng, but seeing that Tang Cheng didn't want to speak, he had no choice but to hide these questions in his heart. Bowman drove away from the street where the Sansehua Cafe was located. He only crossed one street intersection and saw many people of all kinds on the street, including several patrol officers from the Concession Patrol Room.
"Ignore them. The more you pay attention to them, the more they will pay attention to you." Sitting in the back seat of the car, Tang Cheng also saw these people on the street through the car window. "These people are all gang members in the concession, and they can also be regarded as peripheral personnel of the patrol house in the concession. Once something happens in the concession, these people will automatically seek information for the patrol house. They are all local snakes in the concession. Once there is any feng shui disturbance, they will They’re the ones who know it first.”
Tang Cheng's words made Bowman look away from the car window. Sure enough, as Tang Cheng said, these people saw that the driver of the car was a blond foreigner, so they stopped staring at the car. Bowman followed Tang Cheng's instructions and did not step on the accelerator, but kept moving forward at a steady speed. Along the road, he met two more groups of gang members he had seen before. Bowman, who had already adapted to some conditions, ignored these gang members and parked the car steadily at the place requested by Tangcheng.
"Let's go, this time, you come with me!" The car stopped on the side of the road. Bowman thought that Tang Cheng would just wait on the side of the road like the previous two times, but he didn't expect Tang Cheng to say such words after getting off the car. Come. Bowman was stunned for a moment, but when he reacted, there was already a smile on his face. With Bowman quickly getting out of the car, Tang Cheng crossed the street and walked to the alley opposite. Under Bowman's unclear gaze, Tang Cheng bought a pack of cigarettes from the vendor at the entrance of the alley, but did not step into it. The alley behind the vendor.
"This hawker will be our witness. Once we are suspected or intercepted for investigation, this witness will be particularly important. He can prove that we have nothing to do with what happened next." Tang Cheng walked forward, While explaining in a low voice to Bowman beside him. After the two walked along the street for more than 30 meters, they turned into another alley, followed the alley eastward, and soon appeared in another street.
"This is it. You stay and wait for me to come back in the bookstore over there." Looking at the time again, Tang Cheng asked Bowman to stay in the bookstore on the left side of the alley, but he walked out of the alley slowly with a blanket rolled under his arm. Go in the opposite direction. In the previous two times, Tang Cheng occupied a high position and carried out long-distance shooting from a high position, but this time it was different. There were no high points around the target location that could be used, so Tang Cheng could only carry out close-range shooting.
