Sun Hunter

Speaking of Dao Dao's unlocking, that is the exception for Zhou Shentong. Usually he often blows, there is no lock that he can't do in the world, and there is no thing he can't stole.

The talent of talent cannot reach a very high state. In the ancient times, the drums in the water marsh were moved from time to time. There were swallows Li San, but all the thieves were people who did righteousness.

Fuji and poor, Zhou Shentong wants to be such a person.

"Meiling, go to find a box for me, this box is too long, with no stool, is there a small long box in this house?"

"Both brother, I saw a violin box, I don’t know if it is appropriate, I'll get it."

Xiao Zhiqin, the three did not understand, they had never seen or heard the term. They looked at Yang Siyuan and Zhou Shentong. They also shook their heads and did not know what the little piano was doing.

A box of about half a meter from the second floor was put on the coffee table. All three people stared at the box, but they didn't know what it was installed inside.

Meiling opened the box, and a very delicate appearance was indifferent. They looked at the weird violin in front of them.

"Meiling, what is this."

"violin."

"What is the violin?"

"It is for playing music. I pull the song for you to listen to it." Said Perfect Ling to take the violin and adjust the tone, then put the piano on the left shoulder, use the chin with the sound of the piano, hold the piano bow in the right hand, pull it with one hand, pull a one, pull a one, pull a one, pull a one, pull a one.

Qu Wan rotated the Japanese folk song. In the indifference, they looked at Meiling's beautiful Qinzi, listened to the moving string law, and smiled happily.

"This thing is so good, you can pull out such a good song. You will teach me in Meiling in the future." After listening to listening to listening to the inside of the piano box, put a blanket inside, and put the dismantling gun in it inside.

The size is right.

"Sister Meiling, let me pull me." Zhou Shentong stepped forward to take the violin and learned the appearance of Meiling.

"Okay, let us live for a few more years. Now we set off, remember, safety first, not to be injured, come back three hours later."

The four of them changed their night clothes and hid the short gun on their bodies. They set off with the piano box with a gun out of the car. Yang Siyuan went to the train station and the dock, because there were the distribution center of the goods, and the warehouse would definitely be located there. I was indifferent.

With Meiling, he ran directly to the Japanese army. Even if he couldn't find Kitahara Liuzi, he had to make trouble in Tianjin.

Angry, he did not kill a few to relieve hatred, otherwise he was unbalanced. This may be the psychological trauma brought by the war. This trauma may be healed for a long time.

Although the nightlife in Tianjin is not as luxurious as Shanghai, but the wine hall is also the night and night. The French Concession is much bustling. They are very late. There are fewer pedestrians on the street.

Street.

The indifference and Meiling escaped the patrol of the street and tried to take the alley. The street lights on the street were not very bright.

I didn't stop indifferently. The tip of my toes was a little bit on the ground. A jumping of the wire of the one -meter five -meter high, Meiling also flew over the iron wire like a swallow. This height was a easy thing for them.

After the wire net is the scope of the Japanese army, the two are more careful. From time to time on the street, motorcycles and soldiers who patrolled through from time to time walked.

"Both brother, we go there." When I stopped under the shadow of a building, Mei Ling asked quietly.

"We just come to find the goal, who is found."

"Brother indifferent, let's go back to complete the task quickly, maybe the head of the team is sending someone to find us."

This was shocked to indifferent, and he must still be the Eighth Route Army soldiers. He did not bring a letter back for so long.

"Follow me, Meiling, talk less, talk about it when you go back."

Turning around the two streets, they found a large mansion, where Japanese soldiers guarded outside. There were two very mighty stone lions at the door. There was a sign next to the door, but it was still too far away.

"It's here." I observed the opposite side of the street corner to the corner of the house. There are many tall buildings. Here is a big city. I indifferently chose an old building about 300 meters from the house.

After another building next to it, cover him if necessary.

This is a residential building. There are six floors height. They did not use geckos. Instead, they went straight to the sixth floor along the stairs. After arriving at the top of the building, he observed it. The sight was good.

He also observed the next four weeks, first tied a rope to prepare for urgent use, and made a gesture to Meiling on the top of the four -floor beside. Meiling also made a gesture.

On the top. Then quickly opened the box to install the sniper rifle, put on the muffler, and adjusted the scale. The semi -flower fence on the top of the building also allowed him to lie down and shoot.

I saw the brand hanging on the courtyard wall in the aiming mirror, the Japanese Gendarmerie Command in Tianjin. Today I will take you an operation.

There are four more in the courtyard, guarding the two doors, the door is closed, and the situation is indifferent.

Regardless of him, let's kill them first, indifferently thinking, the bullet pushed up, the sight aimed at the sentinel on the right hand side of the door, and soon moved the gun to the sentry on the left.

Then, then

With a slight noise, a blood hole immediately appeared on the ghost's eyebrows, and suddenly leaned back. The devil on the left heard his fell to the ground and looked at him. The other bullet also shot through his temples.

Passing through his head, a high -speed rotating bullet was worn on the other side of his side, taking away a large piece of flesh, forming a large blood hole.

Flow.

The expression on the indifferent face has not changed. He has been commonplace for this kind of death. His muzzle points to the four guards in the courtyard, still from left to right, shooting in turn.

The furnace of the fire that he has now used, except that the last devil reacted to climb to the ground, was shot into the acupoints from Baihui, and the others were shot on the face, killing a shot.

It may be the last ghost who climbed to the ground and shouted the people in the house. The door on the left opened, and the two devil officers went out of the moment when their feet just came up with the threshold.

Personally, I almost leaned down at the same time. The indifferent muzzle was aimed at the door of the open door but no one saw someone came out.