Chapter 778: The Killer (Please collect, recommend, and vote monthly) Please vote! ! !

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Ten people entered the villa and quickly searched the villa. After all, the villa was really big, but small, so the ten people split up and searched the villa in less than a few minutes.

The only place that hasn't been searched now is the basement.

The leader led people to the door of the basement. The door was locked, so the leader made a few tactical gestures, and a particularly tall team member came out with a door breaker.

"one two three!"

The door breaker opened the door, and then the shock bomb that had been prepared was thrown in.

boom!

The mercenary outside the door waited for a second, then bowed and rushed in with great skill. These guys have better skills than ordinary special forces, and I don't know how they formed such a team.

Under mutual cover, a group of mercenaries quickly completed a search of the basement.

"no one!"

"no one!"

"no one!"

The mercenary leader understood immediately and the target ran away!

"Hurry! Chase! They can't go far!" In fact, the leader also knew that the surrounding area was full of killers. If someone really escaped, the group of people would be more excited than him, but it was calm outside! What does this mean? This shows that the target must not have escaped from the encirclement!

They still have a chance!

So a group of people ran out of the villa in a hurry. But after running out, the leader felt keenly...the atmosphere was different!

So quiet!

It’s not that they were noisy before, they were all professionals, who would be such an amateur? But those who have been on the battlefield and killed people can keenly feel the atmosphere of the battlefield. Just now, although it was silent outside, the boss could feel the dangers lurking around. In fact, if it hadn't been for the high table to open an unprecedented 50 million head The sky-high price makes it impossible for him to take his brothers through this muddy water, but... 100 million US dollars! After finishing this vote, everyone can get 10 million!

And the high-top table doesn’t pump water!

Why high-top tables attract killers is because they have no trouble other than high pumps! The high table will solve all the worries. 10 million for each person is clean money, and they have paid taxes!

This is the awesome thing about high-top tables!

So this one business is enough to be worth the previous twenty! Don't think that just because the bounty looks high, the killer will definitely earn more. The pumping standard for high-top tables is 65%! It's ridiculously high, but of course it's worth the money. Including the cost investment, generally speaking, a profit of 200,000 yuan for an order of 1 million is already very good.

This is why there is such a concentration of good players.

But the situation is different now. It's too quiet outside!

The chilling atmosphere before was gone!

There is just deathly silence!

"Be careful!" the leader shouted immediately. But these became the last words he left in this world.

Snapped!

A bullet entered his throat, and neither the bulletproof helmet nor the body armor could save his life. The leader clutched his neck tightly and breathed frantically, but no air could enter his lungs. He just twitched with despair and fell to the ground.

Almost at the same time as the gunfire rang out, other team members immediately rushed out and formed a defensive formation based on their vehicles. At the same time, they dragged their boss's body behind the cover and planned to give first aid.

But after taking off the boss's helmet and mask, he found that it was already too late.

So dead!

What should we do now?

The boss is dead, do they still want to continue?

Everyone looked at each other.

But soon they no longer have to worry, because others help them make their choice.

Snapped!

A bullet was fired from the villa, shooting a mercenary to the ground.

Everyone reacted quickly, raised their guns and fired into the villa. I didn't even think about taking aim. Anyone who has actually been on the battlefield knows that when a battle occurs, all marksmanship is irrelevant, just use piles of bullets!

Kill an enemy with hundreds of rounds of bullets and make a huge profit!

According to relevant data, the US military’s investment has reached an astonishing US$6 trillion since the Iraq War. It took 6 billion rounds of bullets to kill a total of 24,000 people. This means that an average of 250,000 bullets killed one enemy.

So everything you aim at is just a cloud, but if you have enough ammunition, it’s just Tutu!

The mercenary's firepower is absolutely sufficient, with both light and heavy machine guns. There are also two remote-controlled Gatling guns on the vehicle that pour out ammunition crazily.

In less than three minutes, the entire villa began to shake.

At this time, the ammunition is almost exhausted and needs to be replaced.

But at this moment, gunshots were heard again behind them.

Bang bang bang!

Judging from the sound, they knew it was the sound of a large-caliber firearm. They wanted to pounce on him immediately, but unfortunately it was too late because the gunshot was too close to them.

The three mercenaries were knocked down instantly, with holes as big as bowls appearing in their chests!

This wound...

Experienced mercenaries will know at a glance that this is a large-caliber Magnum!

They had only encountered this kind of wound while hunting, and this was the first time they had seen it on a human being. There is no way, the large-caliber Magnum was originally used for hunting, and the recoil is too great for most people to really play with.

Most people didn't have the time to think about this, but turned their guns and shot in the direction outside the villa.

But before he could fire, another gunshot came from behind...

What the hell is going on!

Why are there enemies in front and behind? Moreover, the inside of the villa was beaten to pieces by them. Why would Mao still have enemies?

But before they could figure it out, a few black shadows suddenly flew into the night sky, followed by two swish sounds.

Everyone was frozen in place.

Then, one after another, they fell to the ground.

After a while, Blood Mint walked out of the villa. Holding a silver M1911 in his hand, Kai also walked out carrying a person on the other side. With a wave of his hand, the black shadows that were still flying around in the air returned to his hand like a tired bird returning to the forest.

Those are the throwing knives that Hannibal collected from Willis, and I have to say that Kai really loves these things. Kai hadn't realized it before, but this thing really looked like a flying sword!

What boy doesn’t have the dream of becoming an immortal?

Especially after the spread of Sword and Fairy that year.

Jiujianxian is really handsome!

Feijian is so handsome!

Actually, flying swords are about the same power as bullets, and bullets are even more cost-effective. But Kai prefers to use flying swords.

What a feeling!

Although Kai doesn't know what feelings are, after all, in his previous life, the word feelings was ruined.

Anyway, don't care, just be handsome and that's it.

Bloodmint looked at the unfortunate guy in Kai's hand.

"Keep him alive and you can examine him."

After saying that, he threw the unfortunate guy to the blood mint.

Blood Mint nodded, grabbed the unfortunate guy and walked aside.



"How's it going?" Connell asked nervously.

Sitting opposite him was Wednesday. He put down the antique phone and exhaled deeply.

"Failed."

Cornell fell down on his seat in disappointment, and then stood up hurriedly: "You have guaranteed my safety! What must you do?!!"

I can't help it, it's too scary. Cornell also has some abilities, otherwise he wouldn't be able to remain independent and live well between the high table and Kingpin. But even he didn't dare to face the collective attack of the elite assassins from the high table. That would definitely be courting death.

In the profession of killer, even a true master may not be able to fight, and it is not necessary to be able to kill someone. Killers have all kinds of strange ways to complete their tasks. Cornell knew that there was such a person in the killer industry who never killed people himself, but no one knew how he killed people.

In short, don't think that killers are all murderers who shoot with guns and bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang.

There is everyone in this industry, so don’t think that a little bit of superpower can make you a good person.

But so many elite killers failed!

Yes, this siege was a trap from the beginning. Cornell deliberately told his younger brother about that place, just to let Hannibal and Blood Mint come to the door themselves.

There are more than thirty experts in the industry arranged around the high table, in order to kill with one blow. But now it failed!

Wednesday's face was very ugly, and there were some things he didn't actually say.

That is, not only did the siege fail, but all the killers died!

Most of them showed no sign of resistance at all!

Now the 'scavengers' at the high table are working hard to eliminate those corpses and traces. Otherwise, there would be a lot of pressure on the high table with so many corpses.

"We have a backup plan for this, you don't have to worry at all." Wednesday had no interest in the gang leader in front of him, or Cornell was a big shot in Harlem, but in Wednesday's eyes he was nothing.

Against Cornell on the high table, it's a complete hunt for rabbits. Using him to fish out Hannibal can also expand your power.

Then Wednesday ignored Cornell, picked up his phone, and dialed.

"Sloane, let's talk."



Sloan is an old black man. If you see him on the street, you will just think that he is an honest and responsible old man.

But in fact, he is the head of the most famous killer organization in the world.

The Brotherhood is also called the Mutual Aid Society or the Assassin Brotherhood. In short, it can have many names, but the essence remains the same. It is a killer organization that makes a living by killing people.

Of course, people within this organization don't think so. They feel that they represent justice in the world. They work for God and maintain peace in the world by killing evil people who have caused great harm to this world.

A very great creed.

But others in the industry sneered at this. I think they are a bunch of lunatics.

Because they kill people the same way and collect money the same way.

This is the killer.

Apart from this, the mutual aid association actually has a good reputation in the industry. Their killers are fearless and fearless of death. They regard completing tasks as their top priority and are extremely dedicated.

Of course it's not without its shortcomings.

That's just too expensive.

Generally speaking, the mutual aid association and the high table are in a competitive relationship, but in fact, the mutual aid association is in a sense a subordinate unit of the high table, but it is more independent. The high table sometimes places orders for the fraternity.

Sloan frowned immediately after receiving Wednesday's call.

The mutual aid association has had a lot of problems in the past six months, many members have died, and it is too busy to take care of itself. It is also because the mutual aid association itself is relatively closed, and it is difficult for news to spread, so it is not known to the outside world. But the actual situation is that the mutual aid association is having a hard time now.

Just a few days ago, 'X', one of the strongest killers in the mutual aid association, was killed.

In addition to the elite killers who sacrificed before, there are not many elite killers that the mutual aid association can dispatch at this stage.

If he could, Sloan wouldn't want to deal with these nonsense, but the problem is that he can't refuse.

The reason why mutual aid associations are able to exist and thrive in the highly competitive profession of killers is not because they can conquer the world. Again, in the assassin profession, everyone has it, and mutual aid associations really don’t have that ability. Joining the high table and accepting their leadership is the reason why they can remain aloof in this industry.

So Sloan couldn't say no.

Thinking of this, Sloan called Fox.

"How's Wesley?"

"Excellent, worthy of being that man's son." Fox said in an extremely strange tone.

"Really... Then, it's time to give him a test. If he passes the test... then the plan can begin." Sloan said.

"What mission?" Fox asked seriously.

Fox was perhaps the most steadfast of all the fraternity killers.

"Kill Hannibal!" Sloan didn't care that Fox knew about it.

Because Hannibal's reputation... is simply stinking, a complete bad guy. It's not unusual to see it on a loom.

Oh, by the way, what makes other colleagues in the industry laugh the most is that the Mutual Aid Association claims to the outside world that their targets all come from a loom... That's so funny. Outsiders don’t believe it anyway. I just feel that there is something wrong with the people in the mutual aid association.

Of course Fox knew about Hannibal and didn't think there was anything wrong with killing him. I didn't suspect there was anything fishy about it.

She was just worried that... this test would be too... difficult.

"Would this be bad for Wesley...?"

"We're out of time, Fox. How many of us are there now? Carlos is hunting us down one after another. How many of us can escape him? He's the strongest. We have no choice. "

In fact, Sloan had another intention.

He didn't quite know how terrifying Hannibal was, but for a nationally famous murderer to be able to get away so far was definitely not lucky.

So he hoped to use Wesley's danger to draw out Carlos. It would be best to let both them and Hannibal suffer, and then they would come out to clean up the mess.

Kill two birds with one stone.

"I understand, and I'm asking to join the action."

"No problem, this mission is originally a multi-person operation. I will ask the gunsmith and Barry to join the operation together, and the insecticide will be your backup."

"clear!"

Fox put down the phone and looked at Wesley, who was still fighting the Butcher.

Wesley, just over a month ago, was just a Luther with a gloomy life, an oppressed social animal, and an unlucky guy who was raped. If there were no accidents, his final outcome would be nothing, and in the end The worst thing is that even Wesley himself thinks so. In his opinion, the meaning of life is to kill time and wait for death-until he meets Fox and everything changes.

He was taken into a world unknown to him by Fox.

A world of killers.

Here, he saw a world completely different from his terrible life. In this world, he is not an idiot who has accomplished nothing, nor is he a mediocre mortal, but a gifted genius with an unparalleled father and a goal so lofty that it can change the world.

Although he kept complaining about being tired, in fact, he liked it.

He loves it all!

Because he finally escaped from the reincarnation called life, which was actually hell.

He wants to live a different life!

"Wesley!"

"Here!" Wesley responded to Fox while dodging the butcher's long knife and fighting back with the meat cleaver in his hand.

"We have a mission! Sloan said, this will be your test!"

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