Hidden Assassin

The gunfire suddenly became intense.

The flames were burning fiercely in the night, and in the flickering light and shadow, he stood in the dark corner, looked at the back of his right hand stained with blood, then lifted it up, licked the bright red back of his hand, and when he turned around, A figure suddenly rushed out from the other corner.

Under the intense gunfire, the bricks and stones on the surrounding walls exploded and scattered. The man obviously wanted to break through, but was forced back by the suddenly stronger gunfire. As soon as the man rushed out, he looked up and saw the figure in front of him. He subconsciously raised the gun, pulled the trigger, and with a bang, the bullet passed by his ear and hit the wall behind him. The tiles burst, and the figure who rushed over was also stunned.

"Jia, Jiaming...how did you come here..."

Mu Qingqing looked at the man standing in front of her, and was a little taken aback for a moment. At this moment, she couldn't take a closer look. She just finished speaking, and a bullet passed by her side. She rushed forward and pulled Jia Ming squatted down by the low wall at the back. This side had a dark view, and a small wall stood upright, which was considered a blind spot for the opponent to shoot. At this time, gunshots were boiling outside. She looked at the side door of the factory building not far away, and her breath was short of breath. .

"Someone rushed over just now, you didn't meet...we can't rush out, we still have to run back, the police are coming soon..." After saying a few words, looking at Jiaming's face, "what's the matter with you, I told you to take things back, why are you following me!"

At this time, the threat of death was very close at hand. As she spoke, her arms trembled slightly, and she pointed to the side door of the factory building not far ahead: "I said one, two, three, you just run over with me, understand? One... …

The current situation does not allow too much hesitation, just now she wanted to rush out from the other side, but she did not see Sulap coming, but she also heard the high-profile sentence "I am coming, you are all going to die". In her mind, following this person's attack, the rest of the people also started to do the real cleaning, after all, time is limited. The police are always coming, since we can't rush out now, go back there and hold on with the others for a few minutes. When the word "three" came out, she pulled Jiaming up and rushed out. It seemed that Jiaming accidentally pushed her halfway, a bullet grazed her back, and her body staggered. Then jumped out. When she stood up with a puff, she had already jumped into the side door, and Jia Ming was standing behind her, looking back outside.

Under the leadership of Mu Qingqing, the two of them passed several rooms close to the wall. When they arrived at the big room, bullets were pouring from the window. Mucha sat in the corner. Xiaopang is hiding by a window, and Ding Xiong is leaning behind a half broken table, it seems that his hand has also been injured. They were bleeding at this time, and the rest of them also found places to hide. Just now, they could occasionally return a few shots from the window, but now, those stray bullets that hit the machine and scattered in all directions are deadly. It has become a problem for the wounded who are isolated by the window to come over. I saw someone come in. Mu Cha and the others originally raised their guns, but put them down again at this time. He covered the wound on his lower abdomen with one hand, sweating from the pain: "Is there no way?"

"There are their people on all sides...but reinforcements are coming soon?"

"yes……"

That's what it says. But right now the opponent's firepower is constantly covering them. The people around have already surrounded here. If you venture to look out the window. Some people came out of the room with submachine guns. Once get them close. Such a room. Basically, there are no longer any dead spots that can be avoided. All of this is probably less than a minute away. While talking. A police officer also noticed Mu Qingqing's back: "Why is he here..."

This sentence is not finished yet. Something was thrown through the side window. Mu Qingqing yelled "Get down..." followed by a loud bang. The flames exploded. Air waves swept out towards the surroundings.

The workshop is huge. Not many people were directly affected by the bomb. However, for a while, the air waves rolled around. Some fragments flew out towards the surroundings. Wood chips, iron pieces and the like hit the wall. Dust is flying. The asbestos tiles on the roof began to fall in pieces. Not far away, Ding Xiong violently pushed away the thing that was pressing on him. Rushing over here. Mu Qingqing shook the dust on her hair. The flickering flames caused glare. There is also buzzing in the ears. Several people around were struggling to get up.

"Must rush out immediately..."

"No chance..." "Go over there."

"Always fight."

"I'm sorry... I hurt everyone..."

At a critical moment, people will always lose a certain sense of reality. The person next to him is talking, and the meaning is probably clear, but who said that sentence can’t be analyzed for a while. Someone stood up and grabbed Jiaming’s hand. Clothes: "There must be loopholes, since he can come in, there must be loopholes in the surrounding of those people..."

Before the words fell, there was another huge shock. Just now, the outer wall of the compartment where she and Jia Ming ran over collapsed rumblingly. Now the purpose is to kill people, and the other party has already used grenades without any scruples. , Mu Qingqing raised his hand, and fired two shots towards the outside. An injured police officer next to him jumped up with an "ah", raised his gun and rushed towards the window.

Mu Qingqing followed behind him and fired continuously. The tinnitus caused by the bomb just now continued, and his mind was full of chaotic emotions. Maybe he was about to die, but if he didn't fight at this time, he might not even have a chance to fight. Flame, dust, blood and whistling bullets, all actions are somewhat subconscious, courage in despair, because this is the only thing you can do, so no matter how difficult it is, you have to do it.

However, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't make up for the gap in reality. As soon as the person in front rushed to the window, she flew upside down. She could almost see the blood on the body when it flew out, and the right hand holding the gun was raised in the air. In mid-air—he might not even have time to fire a shot—through the glimpse of the man, she could see three people shooting guns in the small square outside, and in the window of a two-story building in the distance. The figure who fired the gun, the bullet slashed across the cheek, and the gaze of the god of death.

At the same time, a black shadow walked past her, caught the pistol flying in mid-air, and then pushed the flying corpse in front of her to the side.

His foot slipped, and Mu Qingqing fell to the ground. She stretched out her left hand almost subconsciously, and grabbed the corner of the black shadow lichen in front of her, and she seemed to have seen the scene of the person in front of her being hit in her eyes. However, this process seems to have become very long, so long that it seemed to turn an instant into eternity. After all, she did not completely fall down. Through her limited vision, she saw that there seemed to be blossoming red flowers outside. The scene of people's heads bursting in the small square. .

At the same moment, the small upstairs opposite. Min Kun saw the scene of a sniper's head blooming beside him.

At this time, he was ready to leave. The man by the window next to him was Sulap's mercenary. He didn't really care about Sulap. After his son died, he only cared about revenge, but no matter what. , It must be admitted that they are very powerful, and they have been completely overwhelming from the beginning. Even if their people go to the square, the police probably won't be able to shoot. Now Mu Cha and those people are considered dead, and it's time for him to leave. And just finished explaining to his son in his heart, the moment he got up. He saw a bloody light rushing out from the front.

The blood rushed to the wall behind, the head of the person at the window shattered in an instant, half of the skull was lifted off, and at a window farther away, a flower of blood bloomed on a person's head in an instant. , withered. The man fell down while maintaining the posture of holding the gun. A trusted subordinate was walking towards him. At that moment, he passed the window, and then half of his face was cut off, and the bullet shot from the side of his face. Scattered bones and blood were taken away, one moment was a good person, the next moment, from the bridge of the nose down. Including the entire chin has completely disappeared. But he didn't feel it -- he didn't react at all, and he just took two steps towards Min Kun. Then he fell to the ground with a bang.

Witnessing such a scene, Min Kun just stood there. At that moment, he felt that his heart had stopped beating...

A few seconds later, the sound of gunfire on one side became quieter. In the burning flames and a messy factory building, people were completely unable to react to the scene in front of them. They began to struggle to get up from the ground, each holding their guns, ready to The desperate people have become a bit at a loss now, Mu Qingqing stood there, looking at the man in front of him who had been with him for more than half a year, and he just took the magazine from her. Because he was pulled and pulled by himself, pulled him to squat down, etc., the clothes on his body are now a little dirty. At this moment, he is standing at the window like that, pointing a pistol outside, and the only thing he is doing seems to be pulling. trigger. The three people who came to throw grenades with submachine guns in the square have already fallen down. There are still people in the building over there, but they will be hit if they probe. A corpse fell from the top floor and fell on the steps in front of the building. superior.

No one spoke, and everyone just stared blankly at that person's movements. The flame flickered, and no one could understand such a situation. Just now, it was the people over there who suppressed this side. Now, he alone completely suppressed everyone. It was suppressed.

After more than ten seconds, Jia Ming glanced at Mu Qingqing who was beside him slightly: "I'm going out to clean up, you guys are ready to come out." After speaking, he pulled a dagger from a policeman next to him, jumped out of the window, and Under the cover of the objects in the small square, they rushed towards the row of houses. After a while, the killing spread out window by window in the night.

Mu Cha struggled to get up, and it took him a long time to speak: "Captain Mu, your friend... who was he before? Was it a special force of the People's Liberation Army?"

"Uh, this..." Mu Qingqing recovered, "I don't know..."

There was light in the mountains, and when Mu Qingqing went up to the top floor of the building, he saw Jia Ming standing at a corner of the roof with a sniper rifle and firing bursts.

She walked over cautiously, hid behind the eaves of the top floor and looked out. The people who surrounded them before have been completely defeated now, and there are probably still people who escaped in the mountains and forests. One person will fall, some will scream, and some will not even have time to scream. Looking up at Jia Ming's side face, she had never seen his expression like this before, he was either dull or deep in the past, but now his expression... how should I put it, looks like an excellent technician The feeling of finishing a delicate job, knowing it well, and being meticulous, except...well, he's actually killing people right now.

She didn't know if she should stop him, and she didn't know if he would listen to her, at least Mu Cha and the others didn't dare to come up at all now-who knows what kind of mental state he is now, in the past Mu Cha When Qingqing introduced them, she said that Jiaming was mentally ill.

The sound of the police car was also approaching. This time it was a real large force, and it seemed that they had already started to go up the mountain. When Mu Qingqing wanted to speak, Jia Ming put down his gun.

"I won't say goodbye."

"Well?"

"I've been in a daze for the past few years, and I haven't figured out some things. I don't want someone to investigate me."

"You, you are leaving..."

Jia Ming stretched out his hand and patted his head: "I want to find some people and do some things. Your home is in Jianghai. Maybe I will go to you when the time comes. My home... should be in Jianghai too."

Mu Qingqing looked at him: "Your memory really recovered?"

"It's not specific, but I always remember what should be remembered." Jia Ming smiled, and the smile was a little blunt, "Some people probably have to meet them before they can understand what they mean to me... This time You brought me to Hong Kong for private use, and it will bring you a lot of trouble, so you have to be mentally prepared."

Mu Qingqing nodded, then shrugged freely: "At worst, I'll be dismissed, and I shouldn't go to jail..."

"If you get caught, don't worry, I'll get you out."

"This...don't be so exaggerated...hehe..." Mu Qingqing laughed, but saw Jiaming suddenly jumped off the stairs, and then remembered something: "Hi, my address in Jianghai is ..."

"I'll find out if necessary."

Downstairs, the figure from behind waved her hand, Mu Qingqing stood there, the night wind blew over, blowing away the bloody smell, it was cool and refreshing, she watched the figure go farther and farther, and finally disappeared in the woods In the midst of this, he suddenly smiled, the smile was a little complicated, and he didn't know what it was like in his heart...

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