Chapter 132
"See you or leave." Tie Mole patted his chest, put the cigarette in his mouth on Qin Zhao's mouth, and chuckled, "I'm not willing to smoke yet." After speaking, he walked out and opened the door for him. He covered it up.
You don't smoke yourself, just to keep it and hurt me, pretend I don't know your sinister intentions? After cutting his mouth, Qin Zhao took out the lighter and lit the cigarette. After taking a deep breath, he didn't even look at the 'husband and wife' who were tied up like dead pigs by telephone wires and had newspapers stuffed in their mouths, and went straight to the window with a gun in their hands.
This mountain looks at the height of that mountain, which usually describes the greedy nature of a person who has long, hopeful and dissatisfied people. But if it is used in reality, it is also a kind of physical knowledge about the illusion of the eyes. If the distance is far enough, stand at the same height and look at the other person, your eyes will deceive you that the other person is taller than you. Because of this, Qin Zhao chose the thirty-fifth floor of the white-collar apartment to observe the thirty-third floor of the Yamaguchi headquarters.
In the conference room on the 33rd floor of the Yamaguchi headquarters, Colonel Shaohong suddenly felt a strong sense of unease. This kind of uneasiness also existed at the moment when the news of Japan's defeat came in 1945, and the soldiers in the battalion were crying bitterly. Now, he really felt this anxiety, a premonition of impending disaster.
The unease that rose without a target made Shaohong Dazuo anxiously put the dry pipe in his hand on the table, and looked around, as if to find the source of his unease in the house. However, apart from a group of subordinates sitting upright, there was a slight beeping sound from Jiro Yamamoto's monitor. Of course, the grandfather clock placed in the corner is said to be made of rosewood, and the sound of the pendulum can be clearly heard.
"Your Majesty, where are you... uncomfortable?" The bodyguard and entourage who was standing behind Shaohong Dazuo asked his master's sudden anxiety and asked in a low voice with concern, and took the dry pipe for him Pick it up from the table.
I suddenly felt dangerous, like being stared at by a cobra. Chief Shaohong really wanted to tell this loyal bodyguard, but when he raised his eyes, he happened to see the opposite apartment building, looking at the patchwork of bright or dark windows facing him. There seemed to be a piece of white cloth under one of the windows, like a banner used by a dead person, fluttering in the wind. what is this? Chief Shaohong's pupils contracted suddenly, and he asked with a shudder, "How many of our people are there on the floors above the 30th floor of the building opposite?"
"Probably, there are about 30 or so. Because it is facing us, so Guier-kun sent a few more brothers there." How many outside team members are there, and the bodyguard who also serves as the follower is not very clear. He was puzzled why his master cared about the building so far away, and he also looked up at the white-collar apartment opposite: "However, this window is bulletproof glass..." As soon as he said this, he heard the grandfather clock in the corner beeping. It rang, and I looked back subconsciously with my nerves tensed. At this time, the minute hand of the grandfather clock was facing eleven thirty.
The sound of the bell startled me... After wiping his forehead embarrassingly, the bodyguard turned around and smiled in embarrassment. But before the smile could shrink from the corner of his mouth, he saw, in the opposite night sky, there was a shooting star with blue light! It's just that this meteor is flying in parallel, and it emits a strange blue that burns through its body during the high-speed flight...
The barrel of the 17.6-inch American-made Type 109 25mm large-caliber sniper rifle in Qin Zhao's hand has been standing motionless on the balcony for about ten minutes. The target was the meeting on the 33rd floor of the Yamaguchi Headquarters Building 300 meters away. Although the men and women behind him who were definitely members of the Yamaguchi-gumi were struggling there, trying to use outside interference to influence Qin Zhao’s rock-solid life. hand. But Qin Zhao is like a gambler at this moment, holding his breath and staring at the dealer's bowl with dice, and directly ignoring everything around him, including the whining sounds of the two men and women.
Looking through the high-magnification scope called Barrett Optical Range Correction Aiming System (BR), through the window, you can see the Shaohong Colonel sitting behind the long table, the Japanese mustache on his mouth In the high-power scope, it is as clear as a two-cent coin dropped in a cesspit.
Ding... Qin Zhao knew that it was half past eleven after the time was announced by the mobile phone in his pocket. For some reason, a line of lyrics suddenly came to his mind at this moment: The sun in the west is about to set, and the end of the devil is coming... Sneered, and shook his head, letting the song fly away from his mind. Staring at the scope, he curled up into a cold smile, held his breath, and slowly applied force to the trigger with his right index finger.
Snapped……
With a slight muffled sound of the firing pin, the sniper warhead tearing through the air with a faint green flame, penetrated the 33-layer bulletproof glass of the Yamaguchi Association Headquarters Building, and without any hesitation went directly into the door that Shaohong was about to close. in the mouth.
In an instant, a bright blood flower bloomed under the bright light, and the powerful inertia of the sniper bullet directly knocked down Colonel Shaohong's bloated body, and then drilled out from the back of his head, hitting the document behind him fiercely. on the cabinet. Immediately, the papers in the filing cabinet that were hit by a strong impact flew all over the sky like snowflakes.
Not in the mood to pay attention to the panicked crowd over there, Qin Zhao quickly retracted the gun from the balcony, disassembled it as quickly as possible, then put it in the box and put it in the long canvas bag. Turning sideways, he put it on his right shoulder with a little force, and stretched out a hand wearing a black leather glove to close the door leading to the corridor.
On the cold floor of the living room, the man and woman could guess what was going to happen to Chief Shaohong from Qin Zhao's swift movement of retracting his gun after shooting. After looking at each other sadly, they then guessed what their result would be. Under the threat of death, loyalty made them choose to look at the ice-cold man in front of them with begging eyes. The mouth covered with strong tape squirmed, but couldn't make any sound. They were tied back to back by Tie Molei with a telephone wire, leaning against the corner as much as possible, as if they would be safer as long as they stayed away from this man.
Do you want to kill people and destroy the evidence? Qin Zhao hesitated for a second when he put on the handle of the door. Maybe he was really infected by Tie Molei, and now he has a heart-to-heart resistance to killing people, although they really shouldn't be alive. When did I become such a mother-in-law? Qin Zhao shook his head. Although he only hesitated for a second between killing and not killing, it was this second that made him pay the price.
Seeing his body stiffen, the man and woman felt that the end was approaching. They both shook their heads desperately, and sobbed intermittently from their nostrils. The man's feet kicked the ground even harder, desperately wanting to stay away from him.
Qin Zhao turned his head and glanced at the upstairs opposite, kicked out quickly without any warning, and hit the man's throat. Before the horrible bone cracking sound disappeared completely, the woman's neck followed his right hand strangely. turned to the back.
Looking at the two men and women lying there limply, the sneer disappeared from the corner of Qin Zhao's mouth, and he grabbed the handle of the door again, ready to get out of the way. Suddenly, the corners of his eyes jumped up, and before he could turn his head, he heard a heavy touch There was a shattering sound of smashing glass, and then I felt the eyes brighten up, the sky seemed to light up all of a sudden...
When the meteor-like armor-piercing bullet, under the gaze of Tie Molei who was standing next to the car downstairs, hissed through the window glass on the 33rd floor of the Yamaguchi-gumi headquarters building, and passed through the mouth of Chief Shaohong, Tie Mole Moller looked down at his wrist. The time on the watch was eleven thirty-seven.
Seventeen seconds behind schedule, but that didn't matter. Tie Mole grumbled inwardly, then opened the door and sat in, bent over, and opened the door of the passenger side as well, preparing for Qin Zhao to run away as soon as he got in.
After he bent down to open the passenger door, he glanced casually, a fireball hissing and blazing, rising into the air from the small garden diagonally opposite to the white-collar apartment building, like devil's eyes, with a terrifying howling sound. Breaking through the speed of 200 meters per second, it flew to somewhere on the west side of the white-collar apartment.
what is this? !
Tie Molei's eyes widened suddenly, his body kept bent over, but his head slowly turned along with the trajectory of the fireball. Under his gaze, the bizarre fireball approached the direction of the white strip of cloth floating outside the window when he came down from the thirty-fifth floor, and then disappeared, and then his eyes brightened, and then, a dull rumbling sound came from mid-air down.
After seeing red tongues of flame emanating from a window near a hundred meters away from the white-collar apartment building, Tie Mole, who knew all about lethal weapons, exclaimed reflexively in the flames: "Ah, rocket bombs !"
How can there be rockets fired by bazookas here? How is this going? !
Tie Molei really wanted to turn his head to look in the direction of the rocket launcher, but his body was like a snake that had been frozen stiff in the cold winter of December, with his chest stuck to the passenger seat, but his head was turned forty-five He was facing the sky at an angle, his eyes were fixed on the window where the raging fire was coming out, and he could no longer move. A piece of white cloth, like a large piece of snowflakes that can't stand the loneliness, under the light of the burning flame in mid-air, flutters and twists and turns, persistently refusing to land. When the wind blows, the cloth strips flicker, and then disappear.
As if he didn't hear the screams from the surrounding crowd, and didn't seem to see or hear another muffled sound and thick smoke suddenly puffed out from the other side of the building, Tie Mole just stared at the air without blinking. ,not moving at all.
The screaming people covered their heads to avoid the debris falling from mid-air, no one looked at this young man who seemed to be much older for a moment, and of course, no one heard him repeating to himself One sentence: "How could this be...how could this be..."
You don't smoke yourself, just to keep it and hurt me, pretend I don't know your sinister intentions? After cutting his mouth, Qin Zhao took out the lighter and lit the cigarette. After taking a deep breath, he didn't even look at the 'husband and wife' who were tied up like dead pigs by telephone wires and had newspapers stuffed in their mouths, and went straight to the window with a gun in their hands.
This mountain looks at the height of that mountain, which usually describes the greedy nature of a person who has long, hopeful and dissatisfied people. But if it is used in reality, it is also a kind of physical knowledge about the illusion of the eyes. If the distance is far enough, stand at the same height and look at the other person, your eyes will deceive you that the other person is taller than you. Because of this, Qin Zhao chose the thirty-fifth floor of the white-collar apartment to observe the thirty-third floor of the Yamaguchi headquarters.
In the conference room on the 33rd floor of the Yamaguchi headquarters, Colonel Shaohong suddenly felt a strong sense of unease. This kind of uneasiness also existed at the moment when the news of Japan's defeat came in 1945, and the soldiers in the battalion were crying bitterly. Now, he really felt this anxiety, a premonition of impending disaster.
The unease that rose without a target made Shaohong Dazuo anxiously put the dry pipe in his hand on the table, and looked around, as if to find the source of his unease in the house. However, apart from a group of subordinates sitting upright, there was a slight beeping sound from Jiro Yamamoto's monitor. Of course, the grandfather clock placed in the corner is said to be made of rosewood, and the sound of the pendulum can be clearly heard.
"Your Majesty, where are you... uncomfortable?" The bodyguard and entourage who was standing behind Shaohong Dazuo asked his master's sudden anxiety and asked in a low voice with concern, and took the dry pipe for him Pick it up from the table.
I suddenly felt dangerous, like being stared at by a cobra. Chief Shaohong really wanted to tell this loyal bodyguard, but when he raised his eyes, he happened to see the opposite apartment building, looking at the patchwork of bright or dark windows facing him. There seemed to be a piece of white cloth under one of the windows, like a banner used by a dead person, fluttering in the wind. what is this? Chief Shaohong's pupils contracted suddenly, and he asked with a shudder, "How many of our people are there on the floors above the 30th floor of the building opposite?"
"Probably, there are about 30 or so. Because it is facing us, so Guier-kun sent a few more brothers there." How many outside team members are there, and the bodyguard who also serves as the follower is not very clear. He was puzzled why his master cared about the building so far away, and he also looked up at the white-collar apartment opposite: "However, this window is bulletproof glass..." As soon as he said this, he heard the grandfather clock in the corner beeping. It rang, and I looked back subconsciously with my nerves tensed. At this time, the minute hand of the grandfather clock was facing eleven thirty.
The sound of the bell startled me... After wiping his forehead embarrassingly, the bodyguard turned around and smiled in embarrassment. But before the smile could shrink from the corner of his mouth, he saw, in the opposite night sky, there was a shooting star with blue light! It's just that this meteor is flying in parallel, and it emits a strange blue that burns through its body during the high-speed flight...
The barrel of the 17.6-inch American-made Type 109 25mm large-caliber sniper rifle in Qin Zhao's hand has been standing motionless on the balcony for about ten minutes. The target was the meeting on the 33rd floor of the Yamaguchi Headquarters Building 300 meters away. Although the men and women behind him who were definitely members of the Yamaguchi-gumi were struggling there, trying to use outside interference to influence Qin Zhao’s rock-solid life. hand. But Qin Zhao is like a gambler at this moment, holding his breath and staring at the dealer's bowl with dice, and directly ignoring everything around him, including the whining sounds of the two men and women.
Looking through the high-magnification scope called Barrett Optical Range Correction Aiming System (BR), through the window, you can see the Shaohong Colonel sitting behind the long table, the Japanese mustache on his mouth In the high-power scope, it is as clear as a two-cent coin dropped in a cesspit.
Ding... Qin Zhao knew that it was half past eleven after the time was announced by the mobile phone in his pocket. For some reason, a line of lyrics suddenly came to his mind at this moment: The sun in the west is about to set, and the end of the devil is coming... Sneered, and shook his head, letting the song fly away from his mind. Staring at the scope, he curled up into a cold smile, held his breath, and slowly applied force to the trigger with his right index finger.
Snapped……
With a slight muffled sound of the firing pin, the sniper warhead tearing through the air with a faint green flame, penetrated the 33-layer bulletproof glass of the Yamaguchi Association Headquarters Building, and without any hesitation went directly into the door that Shaohong was about to close. in the mouth.
In an instant, a bright blood flower bloomed under the bright light, and the powerful inertia of the sniper bullet directly knocked down Colonel Shaohong's bloated body, and then drilled out from the back of his head, hitting the document behind him fiercely. on the cabinet. Immediately, the papers in the filing cabinet that were hit by a strong impact flew all over the sky like snowflakes.
Not in the mood to pay attention to the panicked crowd over there, Qin Zhao quickly retracted the gun from the balcony, disassembled it as quickly as possible, then put it in the box and put it in the long canvas bag. Turning sideways, he put it on his right shoulder with a little force, and stretched out a hand wearing a black leather glove to close the door leading to the corridor.
On the cold floor of the living room, the man and woman could guess what was going to happen to Chief Shaohong from Qin Zhao's swift movement of retracting his gun after shooting. After looking at each other sadly, they then guessed what their result would be. Under the threat of death, loyalty made them choose to look at the ice-cold man in front of them with begging eyes. The mouth covered with strong tape squirmed, but couldn't make any sound. They were tied back to back by Tie Molei with a telephone wire, leaning against the corner as much as possible, as if they would be safer as long as they stayed away from this man.
Do you want to kill people and destroy the evidence? Qin Zhao hesitated for a second when he put on the handle of the door. Maybe he was really infected by Tie Molei, and now he has a heart-to-heart resistance to killing people, although they really shouldn't be alive. When did I become such a mother-in-law? Qin Zhao shook his head. Although he only hesitated for a second between killing and not killing, it was this second that made him pay the price.
Seeing his body stiffen, the man and woman felt that the end was approaching. They both shook their heads desperately, and sobbed intermittently from their nostrils. The man's feet kicked the ground even harder, desperately wanting to stay away from him.
Qin Zhao turned his head and glanced at the upstairs opposite, kicked out quickly without any warning, and hit the man's throat. Before the horrible bone cracking sound disappeared completely, the woman's neck followed his right hand strangely. turned to the back.
Looking at the two men and women lying there limply, the sneer disappeared from the corner of Qin Zhao's mouth, and he grabbed the handle of the door again, ready to get out of the way. Suddenly, the corners of his eyes jumped up, and before he could turn his head, he heard a heavy touch There was a shattering sound of smashing glass, and then I felt the eyes brighten up, the sky seemed to light up all of a sudden...
When the meteor-like armor-piercing bullet, under the gaze of Tie Molei who was standing next to the car downstairs, hissed through the window glass on the 33rd floor of the Yamaguchi-gumi headquarters building, and passed through the mouth of Chief Shaohong, Tie Mole Moller looked down at his wrist. The time on the watch was eleven thirty-seven.
Seventeen seconds behind schedule, but that didn't matter. Tie Mole grumbled inwardly, then opened the door and sat in, bent over, and opened the door of the passenger side as well, preparing for Qin Zhao to run away as soon as he got in.
After he bent down to open the passenger door, he glanced casually, a fireball hissing and blazing, rising into the air from the small garden diagonally opposite to the white-collar apartment building, like devil's eyes, with a terrifying howling sound. Breaking through the speed of 200 meters per second, it flew to somewhere on the west side of the white-collar apartment.
what is this? !
Tie Molei's eyes widened suddenly, his body kept bent over, but his head slowly turned along with the trajectory of the fireball. Under his gaze, the bizarre fireball approached the direction of the white strip of cloth floating outside the window when he came down from the thirty-fifth floor, and then disappeared, and then his eyes brightened, and then, a dull rumbling sound came from mid-air down.
After seeing red tongues of flame emanating from a window near a hundred meters away from the white-collar apartment building, Tie Mole, who knew all about lethal weapons, exclaimed reflexively in the flames: "Ah, rocket bombs !"
How can there be rockets fired by bazookas here? How is this going? !
Tie Molei really wanted to turn his head to look in the direction of the rocket launcher, but his body was like a snake that had been frozen stiff in the cold winter of December, with his chest stuck to the passenger seat, but his head was turned forty-five He was facing the sky at an angle, his eyes were fixed on the window where the raging fire was coming out, and he could no longer move. A piece of white cloth, like a large piece of snowflakes that can't stand the loneliness, under the light of the burning flame in mid-air, flutters and twists and turns, persistently refusing to land. When the wind blows, the cloth strips flicker, and then disappear.
As if he didn't hear the screams from the surrounding crowd, and didn't seem to see or hear another muffled sound and thick smoke suddenly puffed out from the other side of the building, Tie Mole just stared at the air without blinking. ,not moving at all.
The screaming people covered their heads to avoid the debris falling from mid-air, no one looked at this young man who seemed to be much older for a moment, and of course, no one heard him repeating to himself One sentence: "How could this be...how could this be..."
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