Assassin Simulator: I deduced the accidental formula!

The blade was beside his face, flashing brightly, even trembling constantly.

"Fuck, you're really playing.""

The bald head originally wanted to be furious, but he found that Yan Guozhang took out a dagger and gestured at him again, and seemed to be aiming at the vital point of his body, so his tone immediately softened.

He was also a little puzzled. He had a lot of power in City S, and even if Yan Guozhang wanted to rob his arms, he couldn't escape.

Isn't he afraid of my teammates?

The bald head was so puzzled that he couldn't understand what the other party was thinking.

Does he not want to live?

However, Yan Guozhang seemed to immediately realize what kind of understanding was explained.

"You probably don't log into the dark web very much, and you should have heard of the death artist. I was targeted by him, and now I probably don't have a chance to survive, so I can only fight hard..."

"You know what an old lunatic like me would do when he was dying."

"Are you serious?

The bald head finally chose to follow his heart.

As he slowly raised his hands, he was a little puzzled.

Although he is indeed in a state of washing his hands with half a golden pot, he does not pay much attention to the rumors of the dead artist, but at this time he can probably understand what kind of terrifying figure he is.

At least Yan Guozhang, the hero he once believed to be inferior, was even driven to a desperate situation, and even wanted to...

"That's right, I want to die with that bastard, this is probably the best result I can achieve, so take me to get your explosives right now.

"Otherwise we'll both die here now.""

Yan Guozhang said with a smile.

"You look completely insane.

"But I don't plan to put my life in your hands, okay, come with me."

The bald head was so hard-hearted and said very cowardly words.

And Yan Guozhang nodded lightly.

"Yes, I think I'm crazy too."

He only said that half of the sentence, and he didn't say the second half.

Another thought in my mind.

But I don't know why it feels better than ever, even a little closer like that dead artist!

Then the bald head simply chose to reopen a storage room in the basement.

From the inside, he showed his concentrated explosives, which were generally in the shape of a detonator, but the combined power inside was quite strong.

"If there are so many words, it will be enough to blow up half a block around it"~.

"The bigger the blast is. The better chance I'll have.

The person standing behind him said coldly.

With a bit of hysterical madness and a biting chill.

Yan Guozhang knew very well that the more the death artist's ability wanted to kill himself, the more flaws he would have.

And most of them will be discovered by him, so all kinds of arrangements will be invalid.

It will only trap itself, but if the bomb's range is large enough, the situation will be reversed.

As long as the other party dares to observe himself, or collect information or arrange accidental events...

It's hard to monitor yourself from a few blocks away when you detonate your own bomb.

It is very possible to get what you want and die together.

"Just let you see how many teeth my old dog has. 35

After that, things were simple, Yan Guozhang paid the money and delivered the goods with one hand.

At that time, the bald head was a little surprised that the old man did not hesitate to stuff a small yellow croaker and threw it to him. Compared with the other bombs, this value was indeed quite profitable.

Originally, this guy was going to break the bank and eliminate the disaster, not to mix with this old lunatic, or even give him explosives for free, but now he has made a lot of money, and he is in a better mood.

He looked at Yan Guozhang, who had sorted the explosives one by one, and then hung them all on his body, unable to help swallowing.

"Anyway, you also sponsored a lot back then, I have to remind you, you must not say that this thing came from me.

"Otherwise, even if you killed that dead artist, you wouldn't be able to escape this matter under the pressure of domestic pressure.

"I don't need you to remind me, I will keep this secret in peace until I die."

Yan Guozhang smiled coldly, then he turned and left the basement.

Without being led by anyone, he left the yard where he had replenished the munitions on his own.

The next thing was simple, Yan Guozhang found a hotel using the various things he had previously purchased in chemical and drug stores.

It is very direct to use his own ID card to open a room.

Then I spent some effort in it, and such nitroglycerin was made.

About six or seven hours later.

The old man was cold, looking at the various items on his body assembled in the mirror.

"Death artist, now I want to see what you're going to do?"

Of course Yan Guozhang knew one thing. Since the power of the explosives on his body spread to half a block, it is estimated that such a situation could not be concealed from the dead artist.

But there is also one point, as far as he knows, this killer looks very fierce and cruel on the surface, but one point is that he is quite caring for those civilians.

Even taking advantage of some car accidents and the like, it will also take into account whether the drivers have insurance or not.

Even Yan Guozhang was monitored by investigation.

It was found that all the people who were accidentally involved in the case by the dead artist, if he got out of it, then he must be a good person who can be regarded as abiding by the law in general.

If the other party dies because of the arrangement of the dead artist, most of the people themselves should be sentenced to death.

That is to say, the other party only looks cold-blooded on the surface, but in fact, it is a good spear just as the people from the Homeland Security Agency have evaluated.

"" "But this is just your unnecessary flaws, and it is precisely because of these points that I am more confident that I can kill you.

This old man was grinning with his teeth (good Zhao), and it could be seen in the mirror that his teeth were not neat, and even yellowed, stained with some weird colors, and he looked very Liao people.

Yan Guozhang knew very well that when the explosive was on his body, it was the most perfect protective umbrella, even though a careless action could lead to a collision and cause the explosive to explode on its own.

But there is one thing, the dead artist didn't have the courage to shoot himself easily, otherwise in this S city, although the population here has lost a lot, it is difficult to appear in the small half of the block. The situation of outsiders!

As long as the other party does not operate well by accident, it will cause large-scale destruction!

He can even use this to threaten the dead artist, forcing him to be unable to target himself!

"Better yet, the people at Homeland Security have to be under me too!

"In this way, I have room to operate and hole cards!"5

The more Yan Guozhang thought about it, the more confident he became.