Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 282 A Night in Paris (Part )

It's late at night in Paris, and the nightlife in Paris has just begun, but a young man named Meredith is not very happy.

In the presidential suite of a hotel, he was roaring into the other end of the phone.

“That guy named Bellamy, he must die… Didn’t those Mossad agents say they were very powerful?
Why, they couldn’t even protect my father! ? "

As he spoke, Meredith became more and more emotional. His movements became more and more violent. The trash can in front of him was kicked away and fell in front of the French window with a loud crash.

The noise was so loud that the bodyguards outside the room heard it and quickly broke down the door and rushed in.

"Mr. Meredith, are you okay?"

"A reason? I don't want to hear your excuses. My father died under your protection. Other than that, I won't accept any other reasons!"

Meredith roared excitedly, seeing that his employer was in an unstable mood. The two bodyguards who rushed in looked at each other and then quietly backed out of the room.

Before leaving, the two did not forget to close the door.

“Kill that Bellamy. I don’t need your excuse. The Meredith family donates tens of millions to Mossad every year, and this is how you repay us?

Bellamy must die, I don’t want…”

Meredith was dancing once again, but he didn't know that a third person was watching his every move.

Opposite the five-star hotel building where Meredith was, the yellow-haired man, who was also in a hotel room, was standing by the window, raising his hand and holding a telescope to watch the former.

"Target confirmed... Blonde hair, 1.80 meters tall... The character's characteristics match. It's little Meredith, the heir apparent of the Meredith family..."

When the gunfight at Seiyad Square began, Fujiwara Masato was on the scene watching the battle from a third-person perspective.

During this process, because of Huangmao's reaction, he noticed that there were at least three snipers in the Shiyad Building.

At the beginning, Fujiwara Masato didn't care. He could deploy owl snipers himself, and it was also very normal for wealthy French people to find snipers among mercenaries to serve them.

However, after the incident, when Fujiwara Masato checked the small map of Paris, he realized that something was wrong.

Why are there so many enemies with prefixes such as Israel, Mossad, and Squid on this map?

Combining the deaths of three Owl snipers in the battle, Fujiwara Masato suddenly realized.

Oh, it turns out that these Israelis also participated in the battle. Those mysterious snipers are most likely Mossad’s special forces, or sniper teams drawn from the Israeli military.

In any case, the Israelis have decided to confront the poker organization.

In that case, don't blame me for being rude.

Originally, Fujiwara Masato had almost forgotten about the Israelis. Except for the American poker, he had not let members of poker organizations from other places deliberately look for trouble with the squids.

It seems that they will not stop unless they deal with that bitch harshly enough.

Meredith Sr., who died in a helicopter crash and is the major shareholder of the Seayard Group, is a suspect. He and the Meredith family behind him have an Israeli background.

Meredith Sr. and Jr. hold dual citizenship of France and Israel, and openly, they often use their Jewish identities to profit in business.

It would be a joke to say that Meredith had no connection with the Jews. And coincidentally, not only did the elder Meredith die above the World Building today, but when looking at the small map, Fujiwara Masato discovered that the younger Meredith was also in Paris, and was a crimson unit.

Well, it has come to this point, it would be a bit bad not to let him die.

So, tonight, Huangmao brought people to find trouble with Meredith.

Not only was there an Owl in his room holding an M24 sniper rifle waiting for an opportunity, but there were also people waiting in the two rooms on the left and right, as well as on the roof of the hotel above his head.

Especially at the attack position on the roof, in order to ensure a one-shot kill, Huangmao specially deployed a 12mm caliber heavy machine gun here, equipped with three shooters and tungsten core armor-piercing discarding sabot bullets.

If the sniper missed, the heavy machine gun would open fire, covering the entire hotel room where Meredith was, destroying the room and the people in it.

Even if this Paris hotel equipped its presidential rooms with bulletproof glass and fortress-level walls, it would still be unable to withstand the attack of tungsten core armor-piercing discarding sabot bullets.

In fact, Huangmao believed that ordinary armor-piercing incendiary bullets were sufficient for heavy machine guns, and there was no need to use expensive tungsten core armor-piercing bullets.

It was just that as a military illiterate, Fujiwara Masato was worried that it was not safe enough, so he insisted on equipping the action team with the best offensive weapons.

"...Sir, it has been confirmed that the attack position is good, and I request to open fire."

The voice of the Owl Sniper captain came from the walkie-talkie in Huangmao's hand, and he perked up.

"Free fire!"

As soon as the voice fell, loud and dull explosions were heard simultaneously in the room where the yellow-haired man was, as well as in the two suites on the left and right.

The sounds were uniform, and it sounded like there was only one sound.

Three bullets fired at the same time from different angles flew towards the same target.

In the yellow-haired man's telescope, he could see the large explosion-proof floor-to-ceiling window in front of Meredith shattered into countless pieces of glass in an instant. Three blood flowers burst out of the latter's body, and the whole person fell backwards.

Is Meredith dead?
It’s not certain yet. The head has not been blown up, so there is still a possibility of survival.

Just when Huangmao was thinking about letting the three snipers open fire again and conduct a second round of volleys to complete the replenishment process, the door of the room where Meredith was was pushed open and two bodyguards rushed in anxiously.

The Owl sniper, who was in free-fire mode, subconsciously moved the muzzle of his gun over. After three more explosions, the two bodyguards also fell down.

"Shoot the target again and make sure he is 100% dead."

At the command, Meredith, who was lying on the ground, began to tremble. The three snipers fired three rounds at him before declaring the end.

Well, now the yellow-haired guy can be sure that Meredith is dead. The latter was hit by two 7.62×51 bullets in the head. If he can survive this, then... shoot him three more rounds with the heavy machine gun.

Huangmao put away the telescope with great satisfaction, turned around and walked out of the room.

"Everyone pack up and retreat."

When the police sirens sounded and several police cars rushed to the downstairs of the hotel, Huangmao and others had already completed the retreat process and disappeared from the hotel without a trace.

But tonight's Paris hunting operation will not end like this.

(End of this chapter)