I kill gods in my dream

Chapter 303 The pursuit begins (4.2k)

At night, the entire city is extremely quiet, with only a few places still brightly lit, where people gather for nightlife.

But this does not include an inconspicuous hotel located in the southeastern area of ​​the city, standing among many buildings.

Unlike those luxury hotels with dazzlingly decorated facades, this hotel has almost no decorations. Even the white steps at the door are simply laid with a red carpet, and perhaps only carefully trimmed flower beds on both sides of the steps. , so that guests who come to the door can see the hotel's intentions.

It is less than twenty stories tall and looks a bit slender and short among the surrounding tall buildings.

However, there is no shortage of guests here.

From office workers carrying luggage in a hurry, to rich people driving luxury cars and spending lavishly, it seems that this simple hotel has a different kind of temptation, making people spend a lot of money for a room. Only at night, the end It becomes quiet only when you have finished the check-in business in front of the hotel.

But today there seems to be something unexpected.

The moment when a man wearing a bowler hat and a long black trench coat, with his hands in his pockets, came out of the hotel door, strolled down the stairs and stepped out of the hotel steps.

The entire silent street seemed like a carnival switch had suddenly been pressed.

hum!

At the end of the street, a long-awaited dark sports car parked on the roadside made a roar.

The driver, in a way that didn't care about the car's condition at all, made the car turn out from between the cars parked on both sides of the street almost instantly. The four wheels screamed and turned desperately with wisps of white smoke, driving the car forward. The whole car just flashed on the road, and like a black lightning, it rushed towards the door of the hotel.

And this is just an inconspicuous note in the symphony that suddenly played on this street.

Several motorcycles rushed out of the shadows before the sports cars had even rushed out of the parking space. They were all dressed in black. Even the motorcycles were black. They seemed to be part of the shadows, amidst the roar of the motors. , rushed to the hotel door.

Three sniper rifles set up at different locations fired at the same time, and several figures jumped down from the tall building opposite the hotel.

Their target is the man who just walked out of the hotel door.

"Do you think he can survive?"

In the hotel, behind the hotel manager who was settling accounts at the front desk, a charming waitress came up, folding her hands in front of her, looking outside curiously, and asking questions about the hotel manager.

The hotel manager, who was looking down at the account book, heard this question, took off his glasses, frowned and looked outside. After looking at it for a moment, he sighed: "That's fifty million."

Having said this, he paused, changed the subject, and commented as if watching a play: "I bet he has a half chance of surviving."

Compared to the quiet hotel, there was already a commotion on the street just across the door.

The moment the man stepped out of the hotel, there was a light blue barrier rising along the edge of the hotel stairs, placing the man firmly outside, cutting off the possibility of him turning back and escaping. Three sniper rifles shot from different angles. The shooting made it even more difficult for the man to avoid it. Almost as soon as he came out, he was already dead.

But no one is taking it so lightly.

This is the man who can make the Holy See offer a reward of 50 million, and he is also the number one on the reward list. How could he be solved so easily?

Sure enough, as expected by the attackers, the three bullets had no effect at all. They all went straight through the man's body and hit the ground. The power of the alchemical bullets immediately turned the smooth street into a horrible place. Another shot penetrated the underground pipe, causing a fountain to rise immediately. In the brilliant flames of the explosion, the man started to move. He changed his posture from strolling in the courtyard to turning his head like a rabbit. Just ran to the other side of the street.

"Damn! Shooting is useless! Shooting is useless!"

After the sniper attempt failed, the sniper on the roof did not try to fire a second shot. Instead, he directly picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted: "The target has the ability to ignore shooting! I don't know if it is the space or other people." What kind of magic?"

They don't want to waste precious bullets.

This is not something that can be produced casually in a factory. Instead, it requires nearly a hundred extraordinary materials and the most sophisticated modern craftsmanship to produce a bullet. Not to mention ordinary people, even high-ranking family members will suffer from it. One shot will kill you.

Only organizations like the Silent can equip snipers in large numbers, and they are just bounty hunters who get paid to do things. They are completely responsible for their own profits and losses, and they cannot shoot blindly.

Just because the sniper stopped shooting doesn't mean it will be any easier.

Several figures jumped down from the roof of the building and landed silently like civet cats. They caught up with the man in the blink of an eye. They were dressed in black and wore black cloaks. They almost had assassins or killers written on their faces. , and their actions are worthy of this outfit, crisp and professional.

There were five people in total, surrounding the man in a fan shape, and they pulled out their sharp samurai swords from between their cloaks.

"That's a ninja from Yingzhou! He has received assassination training since he was a child. He is very good at close combat and assassination. His companions also cooperate very closely. Be careful!"

In the earphones, Shikodi quickly informed the enemy of information, and his words were probably smoky.

But Wu Shuang couldn't care less at the moment.

"Ninja? Damn it, how broad is the scope of this bounty order? Even ninjas are here?"

"That's worldwide. Most people in the extraordinary circle probably already know it. This is just a small ninja group that happened to be in Rome. They just completed a mission and all the things they prepared were almost consumed. It can be said that you have better luck."

"How lucky is this?!"

"At least they don't have that many ninja tools anymore. Run away."

"Just run away."

Wu Shuang couldn't help but complain.

He is not using the identity of a detective now, but the identity of a magician. Even with agility close to the limit of human beings, compared with pure speed, he is no match for an extraordinary person. He has not even taken two steps and is already being chased. When I got on, I saw behind me and on the left and right sides, the sharp blade that was about to chop was gradually raised, and then I turned my head to look at the car next to me.

Wu Shuang simply stamped her feet, stopped in place, reached out, grabbed the windbreaker and pulled it over her head.

The ninja chasing after him was unambiguous. When he saw him stop, he immediately slashed at him with his sword.

Five sword lights flashed past, but no blood splattered.

The leader of the ninjas was wondering why the chop didn't penetrate the flesh, when he saw the fragments of clothing left on his blade. Apart from that, there wasn't even a drop of blood. When he turned around, he saw that where the target originally stood, there was only The fragments of clothing, but his figure is unknown where he has gone.

Seeing this scene, the ninja leader couldn't help but let out a muffled confused murmur from under his tightly wrapped hood.

"Nani?!"

"Damn it, are those ninjas blind? They can't see the target even if they get under the car?!"

The snipers on the roof couldn't sit still when they saw this scene, and they all aimed their guns.

Since the target needs to dodge the sword, it means that the ability to dodge bullets just now cannot be reused in a short period of time. In this case, it is their turn to take action.

Just when they were considering whether to blow up the car as well, a figure rolled out from under the car and quickly rushed into the alley next to the street. How could the snipers let their target succeed.

"Got you!"

At the same time, three snipers pulled the triggers together, and three bullets came one after another, instantly blowing the figure into pieces and even knocking off the cars nearby.

The nearest ninjas also cursed secretly, barely holding their own in the air waves.

After seeing the remains of the target's broken corpse, everyone understood what to do next. The 50 million reward is a public reward.

This means that whoever can prove that he killed the target can get the 50 million bounty, and the most direct evidence is the target's body.

So, almost at the same time, the three snipers picked up the walkie-talkies and shouted frantically: "Go and grab the body!"

The nearest ninjas were not stupid, and immediately wanted to rush over, but were intercepted by a sports car approaching from a distance.

This gleaming sports car drove from a distance, and with a delicate flick, it hit a car and smashed it towards the ninjas, blocking the space between the ninjas and the corpses. Get out of the car, pick up a micro-punch and shoot with all your might.

The ninjas performed a performance of splitting bullets with their swords, dancing with the katana in their hands until they were splashed with water, or simply started dodging bullets and rushing towards their competitors.

The motorcycle gangs on the other side are not to be outdone. These riders wearing cowboy hats and covering their faces are like cowboys in the wild west. They pull out the revolvers from their waists and shoot.

During the melee between several killers, Wu Shuang, who had already hidden under the car and crawled some distance away, listened to the fierce gunfire like firecrackers and couldn't help but sigh: "Fortunately, I was prepared."

Just after he hid under the car, he took advantage of the ninjas' confusion and immediately released a clone, controlling it to run out and attract the attention of all the killers, while he quietly crawled away under the car. .

Unexpectedly, this move caused the killers who were already fighting on their own to start a melee.

It saved him a lot of effort.

"Hurry up, they will find out sooner or later that it is fake." Shikodi reminded, "Snipers are still watching the streets. If you show your face now, you will definitely be discovered."

In fact, he knew it without Shikodi's reminder.

So, I am racking my brains to think of a solution.

"Can you control the street lights?"

"Okay, but what are you going to do? The lights are out, and there is still fire. With your current distance, you will still be affected."

"I didn't say I wanted to go out. When they find out that the body is fake, just turn off the lights." Wu Shuang slumped under the car, motionless. Shikoti had reminded him that this area he was in The area is just within the field of view of a sniper. If you show your head rashly, your position will be exposed again.

Shikodi didn't ask him what the purpose of this was, and agreed directly.

And those killers did quickly discover the problem.

"Wait a minute! There's a problem!"

A ninja who was huddled behind a bunker to avoid strafing fire suddenly realized that something seemed to be missing. When he saw a piece of minced meat scattered beside him, he picked it up casually, tried the feel, and smelled it again, and he suddenly became furious.

"This is a fake!"

No wonder he couldn't smell even a little bit of blood.

This sentence immediately stopped the fierce fighting killers, and the ninja who picked up the piece of meat angrily threw the piece of silicone that had nothing to do with the meat on the ground, and splashed the blood-red liquid flowing in it all over the floor.

"That's not blood at all!" the ninja shouted angrily.

"Look, I told you not to cut corners." Shikodi's complaints followed in the earphones.

Wu Shuang, who couldn't bear to lose face, said angrily: "Don't worry about such small details, be ready to turn off the lights."

Realizing that something was wrong, the killers quickly ceased fighting and inspected the body. Then they discovered to their annoyance that they had just fought over a silicone doll, and it was still broken.

Just when they were about to search for the target, the surrounding street lights went out, plunging the entire street into darkness in the blink of an eye. Only the burning cars after the explosion provided some weak illumination.

The skilled killers immediately realized that the target was on the run.

On the roof of the building, the snipers who had been shooting just now immediately took out night vision devices, thermal imaging and other means to observe the situation on the street together, and then came to the depressing conclusion that the target had escaped.

"Damn it!"

The killers who heard the news didn't care about fighting any more. They dispersed around vigilantly and began to search for the target.

"Well, their signal is far away."

After receiving Shikodi's confirmation, Wu Shuang, who had been holding his breath under the car, slowly climbed out from under the car, arranged his clothes, and walked towards the alley not far away.

That was the route Shikodi planned for him, avoiding all suspicious signals as much as possible.

As long as he avoided the wave of waiting at the door, then, relying on Shikodi's super monitoring ability, he would be completely at home in this huge city.

Hide and seek.

I can't afford to offend you, why can't I hide from you?

Wu Shuang complained in his mind as he walked into the deserted alley.

Suddenly, Shikodi on the other end of the earphone said urgently: "Be careful! There is someone else!"

"Wo Zhuo?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Shuang instinctively wanted to retreat.

However, when he turned around, the alley he had just walked into had turned into a stone wall, and at the other end of the alley, there was also a stone wall rising, completely sealing him in the alley. Inside, a circular light door with a blue halo appeared in the middle of the alley, and a figure in a suit and leather shoes slowly walked out of it.

"I'm going to the portal."

Seeing this scene, Wu Shuang couldn't help but twitch his lips.

After the visitor walked out of the portal, he removed the portal. It was only then that Wu Shuang noticed that the other party was holding a short stick in his hand, which should be a magic wand or something like that.

This is a very good-looking man, with typical blond hair and blue eyes, but his facial features are unexpectedly soft.

Since the other party didn't attack as soon as he came up, he tried to ask about his identity.

"You haven't asked for advice yet?"

"Is this necessary?" the man asked unexpectedly.

"Of course, it's a matter of courtesy."

Wu Shuang sighed helplessly: "The number one on the wanted list, Gehrman, is a magician."

Hearing this, the man smiled, bowed and said, "Sacred Grove Wizards, Galil Cobos, is a magician."

(End of this chapter)