Chapter 802： Death of Apollo

This young man in white is no one else, but Li Hanfeng.

"Aren't you downstairs just now, why did you come up?"

The man exclaimed.

Previously, he had been using the sniper scope to observe the situation below and saw that the target was with the guy in front of him, but he didn't expect that it took only tens of seconds to answer a phone call, and the guy below appeared in front of him.

Wipe, what does this guy come from?

"Are you Pete?" Li Hanfeng looked cold.

"You know me?"

The man is more cautious.

Li Hanfeng nodded: "I not only know you, I also know that you are a very powerful killer. I have killed the heads of three small Middle Eastern countries and killed 47 business celebrities in the world. They all call you Apollo. ."

Pete was very surprised and asked Li Hanfeng, "How do you know me so much? Who are you?"

"Sura!"

Shura?

Hearing these two words, Pete's pupils shrank, and he was shocked: "Unexpectedly, the newly promoted Shura on the killer list is actually a Chinese. It is really surprising that he is so young. By the way, why are you here? "

Li Hanfeng looked at Pete, finally squeezing a smile on his cold face, and said: "Pete, I want to borrow something from you."

"OK, everyone is a peer. Just talk about what you want. As long as I have it, it doesn't matter." Pete has been very generous, because in the past few months, a Shura suddenly appeared in the killer. The results are amazing. It attracted his attention.

But after seeing the deity today, Pete knew that Shura was so young. This gave him an idea. If he has a good relationship with Shura and the two will cooperate in the future, it will definitely be a very fierce combination. I'm afraid The commission will double again.

"I want to borrow your head to use it."

what!

Pete was taken aback.

Li Hanfeng said coldly: "Michael's head has been lent to me. Jones ran away without degrading his credit. There is no way. Now I can only find you."

"Did you kill Michael?"

Pete was shocked and reached out to hold the pistol at his waist.

"I really don't know how Michael's trash can become the top five in the killer list. He has a simple mind and well-developed limbs. He has no brain at all, but he is very interesting. I said I would borrow his head and I gave it to me. Pete, don’t you fail to speak credit?"

"Shura, you can't do this." Pete tried to calm himself down and said, "You know, I only have one head. You let me give it to you, then I am dead? Shura, in fact, we can have a good talk. ."

"Want to talk to me, right, OK, give you a chance. Tell me, who is the benefactor who hired you?" Li Hanfeng asked.

Now Pete is embarrassed again.

"Sura, you and I are the same, you should understand the rules of the killer world, even if you die, you can't disclose the employer's information, otherwise you will be blacklisted, and no one will hire you for the rest of your life."

"Are you afraid of going to the blacklist or losing your life?" Li Hanfeng looked at Pete indifferently: "Tell me your sponsor, I can let you go today, and if I have a chance in the future, I can also cooperate with you."

"Really?" Pete's eyes lit up.

"Really. I promise that only you will know what happened today, and I will not let a third person know."

"Okay, then I'll tell you." Pete walked towards Li Hanfeng.

Li Hanfeng looked cold, staring at Pete who was approaching him.

Pete walked over slowly. When he was only one meter away from Li Hanfeng, Pete suddenly drew the pistol from his waist and aimed it at Li Hanfeng's eyebrows. He sneered and said, "Speaking of which, you are just a new junior. That's it, wanting my head and dreaming infatuated."

"So you don't want to tell me the gold master behind you?"

Facing the muzzle pointing at the center of his eyebrows, Li Hanfeng showed no expression on his face.

"Tell you why I am still in the killer world?" Pete grinned and said: "I'm not afraid to tell you, in this world, I am least afraid of killers from your East. It is undeniable that Chinese Kungfu is amazing. Everyone is from the East. The killers are very strong, but before they kill, they always want to chirp and say a lot of useless words. In China, is this called serving people with virtue? Bah."

choke!

Halfway through Pete's words, he saw a silver light shining before his eyes.

A huge crisis made him frightened.

But after all, Pete is an experienced killer who has been famous for a long time, and when he felt a huge crisis, he pulled the trigger.

He does not believe that there are people in this world who are not afraid of bullets.

puff!

A silencer was installed on the pistol. After pulling the trigger, there was only a pop, which did not alarm the soldiers and armed police patrolling downstairs.

"go to hell!"

Pete had a grinning smile on his face.

He was very conceited. He didn't believe that Li Hanfeng could dodge bullets at such a short distance. You know, when Pete first debuted, he shot at such a short distance. He killed the ninth top player on the rankings.

After so many years of accumulation, he has already matured. He is no longer the ignorant boy who just debuted back then, so he is more confident in himself.

Pete smiled, trying to watch Li Hanfeng fall.

but--

Li Hanfeng's figure disappeared unexpectedly, leaving only a white shadow on the spot.

People?

Pete thought that his eyes were dazzled, so he rubbed his eyes, and again, there was no one.

Where are people?

Pete had a bad feeling in his heart.

He was about to retreat, when there was a sudden piercing cold from his neck, he turned his head slightly, and saw a long sword resting on his neck.

"If you want to kill me, it's not enough for you to rely on your ability." Li Hanfeng said indifferently, "I ask you one last time, who is your golden master? You just need to tell me your golden master, and I can spare you not to die. "

"Fine, I tell you—"

When Pete spoke, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and a handful of Mitsubishi Army thorns suddenly slipped out of the sleeve of his right hand, and then pierced Li Hanfeng.

choke!

Doraemon!

The Mitsubishi Army thorn and the long sword in Li Hanfeng's hands collided with each other, and the Mitsubishi Army thorn was cut into two with a jingle.

"This--"

Pete was stunned.

It was the first time that he saw such a sharp sword. He looked at Li Hanfeng incredibly and asked, "This, is this the legendary sword?"

"Yes, die by my sword, you are not wronged!"

When Li Hanfeng's words fell, the sharp blade pierced Pete's heart.

puff!

Blood spattered.

Li Hanfeng was expressionless, drew out the long sword, then wiped the long sword clean with Pete's clothes, then crouched down and turned over in Pete's pocket, and found a mobile phone before Li Hanfeng left.