Cyberpunk underfire phobia sufferers

Zhong Wenyu had just killed the boss of the Hand Club and her mistress, so the relationship with the Hand Club had been forged, and the two sides were already in a fight to the death.

It is certain that the Hand will seek revenge on themselves. As for when they will come to cause trouble for themselves, it depends on whether they can break through Zhong Nannan's information blockade on them.

But if I go to Toutonji and find out that the Hand has a terrifying power within Toutonji, it will not be easy to cause trouble for me in their territory.

When the time comes, they will chop themselves into pieces and feed them to the dogs, and they will have no place to reason.

Or there is another possibility that the Hand Club failed in the internal struggle of the Foot Pot Chicken and could only escape to Eagle Sauce to make a living.

If this is the case, then there is no danger for Zhong Wenyu to go to the foot pot chicken, and the Hand will not pose any threat to Zhong Wenyu, because they simply cannot break through Zhong Nan's information blockade on Zhong Wenyu.

But Zhong Wenyu didn't dare to bet. If he were alone, he would just kill people everywhere without saying a word, and he wouldn't worry so much at all.

After all, Zhong Wenyu is accompanied by a Rem. It is Zhong Wenyu's responsibility to ensure Rem's safety. He cannot make fun of his wife's life and safety.

After thinking for a long time, Zhong Wenyu didn't have any clue, and scratched his hair a little irritably. Zhong Wenyu immediately collapsed on the sofa, staring at the ceiling with his eyes blankly, and his mouth opened unconsciously, quite stupidly. means.

Now he just wants to clear his mind. As for where to go after tonight's mission is completed, Zhong Nan will make the decision based on the specific situation.

Rem naturally noticed Zhong Wenyu's decadent look. The girl pushed her elbow on Zhong Wenyu's waist out of curiosity and asked, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Zhong Wenyu flapping his body like a salted fish, resting his head on Rem's white and slender thighs with difficulty, said, "It's okay."

Rem heard Zhong Wenyu say that he was fine and ignored him, because there were generally only two possibilities for Zhong Wenyu to say that he was fine, one was that he was really fine, and the other was that he wanted to be quiet. Rem, who knew about Zhong Wenyu's urinary properties, naturally stopped asking too much after hearing Zhong Wenyu's words.

Zhong Nan glanced at the two people who were invisibly spreading a handful of dog food, and continued to take care of his body joints.

After all, if you don't sharpen your weapon in battle, it will be useless.

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The thick clouds made it impossible to see a trace of moonlight in the entire sky, but the light emitted by the entire city illuminated the night sky, illuminating the shapes of the clouds in distinct layers.

Huge beams of light, made up of spotlights that can blind people's eyes, swayed irregularly in the sky, like a lightsaber, fighting to the death with the lightsaber of the adjacent building, dancing with beautiful sword flowers, and sparks scattered in all directions. .

On a building full of neon lights, Zhong Nan squatted on the ground, holding his weapon motionless in his hand, aiming his gun at a building two blocks away.

There is a huge 3D projection advertisement outside the building that Zhong Nan is targeting. It plays the advertisement tirelessly. This advertisement also hides the situation inside the building. It is impossible to detect the specific situation inside the building with the naked eye.

But this huge advertisement was like nothing in Zhong Nan's eyes, and it had no influence on Zhong Nan at all.

The distance between the two buildings is at least 700 meters, and this is the top floor of a high-rise building. The minimum wind speed is five meters per second. Zhong Wenyu is not confident that he can kill the enemy with one shot because there are too many variables to calculate.

So this task was handed over to Zhong Nan.

Zhong Nan's body is very stable. Even if the strong wind blows on Zhong Nan, she will not be able to shake her at all, as if she is a black stone sculpture.

There was a party going on in the building in the distance. Everyone was dressed in formal attire, and various beautiful female stars were walking through it. It was very lively.

Not long after, a kind-looking middle-aged man appeared at the party.

This middle-aged man became the focus of attention as soon as he appeared. Everyone raised their glasses slightly to him, and several beautiful women directly approached him.

The middle-aged man did not refuse any of these women. He skillfully took one of the most beautiful women into his arms and started chatting with acquaintances at the banquet.

"The target appears, 721.3 meters away, the wind is southeast, the wind speed is ten meters per second, and the air humidity is 42%."

The moment the middle-aged man appeared, a series of information appeared in Zhong Nan's mind. Zhong Nan had even calculated the trajectory of the bullet when it was shot, but she did not pull the trigger.

Because the high-altitude glass in that building is made of high-strength glass, the remaining kinetic energy of the bullet fired from the gun in Zhong Nan's hand after flying more than 700 meters could easily allow the bullet to penetrate the glass.

So Zhong Nan can only wait for the congressman to go to the balcony to get some air without any shelter before taking action.

Of course, there might be a situation where the entire banquet would happen and the congressman wouldn't come out for air. At that time, Zhong Wenyu would be guarding the building.

However, this possibility is relatively small. The congressman answers a few calls from time to time. When he answers the phone, he usually finds a nearby deserted place, and the balcony is undoubtedly a very suitable place to answer the phone.

As for why Zhong Nan didn't call the congressman when he was near the balcony?

This is the Internet age. As long as you do something on the Internet, it will leave traces. No matter how many times you have done it or how many broilers you have found, traces will be left.

And leaving traces means there is a risk of being found. Now Zhong Wenyu and Zhong Nan simply cannot afford this risk.

Time passed slowly while waiting, and the aim of Zhong Nan's weapon never moved away from the congressman's head.

Finally, the hard work paid off. After greeting a few acquaintances, the congressman opened the balcony door of the building and connected with the communication request.

Zhong Nan calculated the weapon trajectory as soon as he appeared within his shooting range.

"puff."

With the help of the silencer, the sound of gunfire was almost as inaudible as the sound of a window being punctured, and the slight sound of gunfire was also dissipated in the wind.

Almost as soon as the door behind the congressman closed, the bullet passed through the back of the congressman's head, shattering the congressman's brain, and the congressman's headless body fell to the ground limply.

"Target killed, repeat, target killed." Zhong Nan's voice reached Zhong Wenyu's ears, but Zhong Wenyu didn't have any happy expression, instead he frowned deeply.