1855 United States Tycoon

It was already dark, and Ciss got off the tram and walked into the hotel. Today he has found a very good position on the big oak tree in Fairmont Park. There is a big fork near two-thirds of the height of the tree, just to make people sit there comfortably. And he also carefully removed some branches and leaves that obstructed the line of sight, so he got a good shooting spot. It's just that the distance to this position is a little farther. According to the result of the Sith observing through multiple points and then using the trigonometric function, it is about one thousand and twenty meters away from the target. However, even at such a distance, this 0.50 caliber sniper rifle still has sufficient accuracy and lethality. And when a shot is fired from this distance, it will take more than two seconds for the sound of the gun to reach the target area, and I still have plenty of time to see the result of the shot, and then make another shot.

Sith thought about this, and walked into the elevator. He had just entered the elevator, and the waiter at the service counter immediately picked up the phone next to him and quickly dialed a number: "Hello, I'm the number 14 attendant. Do you need anything to order at night?"

The elevator stopped on the fifth floor, and Ciss got out of the elevator and walked to the door of the room he rented. He raised his eyes and noticed that when he went out in the morning, the strand of hair that was carefully caught by the door was missing.

"Someone came into my room!" Sith slammed aside, and at the same time drew an automatic pistol from his waist. He didn't enter the door, and walked directly to the laundry room over there. He may have been exposed, it is already very dangerous here, and now he may be sprayed directly by the shotgun when he enters the room.

You can't take the elevator or the stairs now, those people must have been there waiting. Ciss knew that there was a sewer pipe in the laundry room, and he could slide down along it, and then he could escape quickly.

Ciss looked around, then took out a grenade from his pocket, unplugged the insurance, and quickly fixed the pull ring to the door handle with a thin rope, making it a temporary landmine . As long as the person inside turns the door handle, it will be triggered. After doing all this carefully, Ciss walked quickly and silently in the direction of the laundry room.

Gang members Tom and Roma are now waiting for him in his room as Sith estimated. Tom is carrying a submachine gun, and Roma is carrying a shotgun. They got the order: take the tenant who lives here to Nero, and Nero wants to ask him something.

Just a few seconds ago, they received a call from the front desk. The code word in the call meant that the target had come up through the elevator. The two were immediately ready and opened the insurance on the gun. After a while, they heard footsteps all the way to the door. Then the footsteps stopped, but the door did not open as they thought, and the two waited for a while to find that there was no sound outside.

"Something went wrong, it was discovered." Both thought. Roma glanced at Tom. Tom nodded and raised his submachine gun to the door. Roma touched it from the side and handed the shotgun to his left hand. Then he stretched out his right hand and held the door handle. One light twist. The door handle seemed to be jammed by something, so that Roma couldn't pull the door open all of a sudden."Damn it, he tied the door with something outside." Roma shouted, and at the same time he slammed the door. At the same time, something fell to the ground with a sound. Rom lowered his head to look, and suddenly felt that all his blood had solidified. It was a smoking grenade.

With a "boom", the grenade exploded, and Roma, who was too late to dodge, was directly blown up. At such a distance, if a defensive grenade was blown up like this, there was basically no need for any treatment. NS.

Even there were four or five meters away from the door, and at the same time half of the door was separated from the grenade, Tom was knocked to the ground by the blast of air, and it took a long time to get up reluctantly. At this time, several people rushed over with submachine guns and shotguns.

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When the explosion sounded, Ciss had already climbed more than two floors down the sewer pipe. After hearing the explosion, he speeded up again. At this time he saw a human head popping out of the window of the laundry room above.

Sith immediately raised the pistol in his hand and fired a shot at the man. The man's head shrank and the bullet went flying. Then Sith saw a submachine gun stick out from the window.

Sith knew that in such an environment, using a pistol and a submachine gun to shoot at each other would be almost dead. He has no shelter or block, and it is inconvenient to move, while the opponent has strong firepower and natural shelter. Therefore, any idea of ​​staying in this position and shooting against the opponent is an idea of ​​looking for death. Although there are more than two stories above the ground, it is no longer possible to slowly climb along the pipe. So Sith suddenly jumped off the pipe.

As soon as he landed, Sith, with the momentum of falling, made a roll to the side. Almost at the same time, a string of bullets hit his side. After a tumbling was done, Ciss didn't even have time to look up at the guy above who was shooting at him. He took another dive and jumped directly into an alley next to him.

Now that the walls of the alley blocked the shooting range of that submachine gun, Sith was temporarily safe. But Sith knew that the escape was still far away, and he had to run away quickly, because the opponent would definitely catch up immediately. So Sith looked around, and ran forward along the alley.

Just as he was about to run out of the alley, several police officers armed with guns suddenly appeared at the intersection ahead. Sith immediately turned his head and ran away, and the policemen did not hesitate to shoot while chasing Sith.

At this time, a door beside it suddenly opened, and an old lady walked out. Ciss immediately rushed forward, hooping the old woman's neck with his arm from behind, and at the same time pressing the pistol in his hand against the old woman's head.

"I'm hostage, you take it away!" Sith carefully put the old lady in front, hid his own vitals behind the old lady, and shouted at several policemen.

Several police officers raised their guns at Sith, but did not dare to shoot.

"Immediately put down your weapons and surrender!" several policemen shouted. However, the police also know that this kind of shouting is basically useless at all. No one will let go of the hostages and surrender at this time.

At this time, those guys who were dressed in casual clothes and armed with submachine guns and shotguns also chased them. Ciss thought, maybe these are plainclothes policemen.

The plainclothes stopped, and the police yelled again to let go of the hostages and raise their hands to surrender.

"Put down the gun, or I will kill the hostage!" Sith also shouted.

"Are you going to kill the hostage?" A guy in plain clothes laughed, then he raised the shotgun in his hand and fired a shot with a "bang".

Ciss felt the body of the old lady in his hand suddenly First Stage, and then he saw that the old lady's head tilted, and the whole body was hanging on his arm.

"Kid, listen! Your hostage has been killed by us. Raise your hand and surrender immediately!" the plainclothes yelled in a mocking tone.

Ciss let go and let the old lady slip to the ground. He saw the old lady's eyes widened and his face was full of horror. He looked at the eight or nine firearms facing him again. He knew that he could no longer resist, so he sighed and threw the gun in his hand to the ground.

Several guns were aimed at Sith, and then two police officers came up, twisted Sith's hands behind his back, and cuffed them with handcuffs.

"Mr. Silva, are you hunting him down?" The policeman with a flattering smile that looked like the leader asked the plain-clothed man who shot the old lady to death just now.

"Yeah, Nero wants us to catch him. This guy is very slippery. If it weren't for you, I would have almost let them run away. Speaking of which, we really want to thank you. If I let him run away, I don't know what to do. How can I go back and explain to Nero? When I have time from now on, I invite you to go and be happy." The plainclothes man replied.

"Mr. Silva, you are so polite." The policeman's smiling eyes narrowed, "Since it is Mr. Don Cross who is going to arrest, we will certainly help if we can help. Okay. , I will hand them over to you. Besides, Mr. Don Cross’s birthday is coming soon, please allow me to greet him on behalf of the Director, Mr. Sherlock."

"Thank you. I killed people here, so I won't cause you trouble." Mr. Silva smiled.

"No, Mr. Silva, did you kill someone just now?" The policeman deliberately said in an exaggerated questioning tone. "There is only one corpse here, the poor old lady. We all saw it with our own eyes. It was this. The gangster who kidnapped him did it. Isn’t that what you see?"

Other police officers also expressed their views: "Yes, we saw with our own eyes and heard with our own ears that the gangster shot and killed the old lady. We can testify for this anywhere."

Of course, they are just talking about it, because this matter does not need to be investigated at all, and there will be no public trial in court. Because as early as a few years ago, Nero had reached an agreement with the Philadelphia police department. One of the very important ones is that the Philadelphia police department will never trouble Mr. Don Cross with trivial things such as murder.

"Thank you for being so righteous," Silva said. "No wonder Nero would tell us that the police in Philadelphia are all good people."

Then he turned his head and said to the person next to him: "Bring this guy back." Several people gathered around.

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