Conquer The Comic: I Rely On Unlimited Hunting To Level Up

Chapter 039: The innocence of the raid

on Lear made Gianna laugh.

She really felt that Lear was really a little cutie, she couldn't help but put down the teacup in her hand, and asked Lear head-on: "You don't think that here, in the United States, in New York City, the guys who do business are all innocent cuties, right?"

"Are they all pure white and immaculate little angels?"

Her adjectives and exaggerated tone of voice made both the bald head and Winston behind her laugh.

Lear knew this, of course, and his words were deceiving them.

He mainly didn't want to leave a trace of himself and the Continental Hotel or the world of Assassins.

Doing business in New York, without a black and white relationship, will immediately be eaten and wiped clean.

But he has.

He not only has strong combat effectiveness, but also has a strong white road background.

He is about to become a guest of the New York police, in fact, as long as he hides his whereabouts, he can easily lie down and make money.

Whoever dares to hit his idea, it's really the old birthday star eating arsenic - tired of living.

It's just that these thoughts and thoughts of their own can't tell Gianna in detail.

He just calmly watched them laugh, not caring at all that he had become a joke in their mouths.

The bald bodyguard also smiled, but his face suddenly changed, because he saw that Lear actually took out the pistol directly and aimed it at Gianna.

His face instantly became extremely ugly.

I have to say that the fact that the Continental Hotel is a safe zone is already the consensus of many people, even if they are them, after entering the Continental Hotel, they can't help but relax their minds.

After all, this is the Continental Hotel, who would have expected that John Wick would dare to kill an heir of the Twelve High Tables, Santino, at the Continental Hotel, and then Lear would dare to pull a gun at the Continental Hotel?

Because of this, he didn't even pull out the gun at the first time.

Oh, and John Wick didn't kill Santino at the Continental Hotel right now.

In other words, Lear was the first person to pull out a gun at the Continental Hotel.

In fact, in the third part, even if it is the special envoy who came to rectify the mainland hotel, she always thought that she was safe, even if the dog brain hit below came out, she still sat safely in her room and waited for the dust to settle.

Although he fell into the downwind several times later, he looked a little angry and corrupted.

But indeed, even Winston did not dare to do anything with her.

Because of all kinds of premises, Winston neither searched Lear before he came in, nor did he particularly guard against Lear.

- until Lear pulled out his own gun.

Everyone was flabbergasted.

But who could have predicted this?

With Lear's Level 5 marksmanship, by the time he pulled out his gun, it was already too late.

Lear really wanted to give Gianna a shot to see how much experience the leaders of the Twelve High Tables were worth.

But no, this shot went out, the problem is very big, first of all, the attackers will not let him go.

On the contrary, they will regard him as a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh, and they must kill him completely.

Because the attackers dared to attack the Twelve High Tables, since they dared to start a war at the Continental Hotel, they would never be afraid of a police VIP on the white road.

It can be said that now Lear and Gianna are grasshoppers on a rope, and killing her is not good for themselves.

She can die, but she must only die in her own hands, what are these bullets that suddenly appear nearby?

In the slow hours of Lear's adrenaline, he could clearly see a bullet coming at Gianna.

Is it assassination, or war?

There was no time to think about these questions, and he had already pulled out a 9mm pistol and threw out a last-come, first-served bullet.

Just when the bald head lifted his suit and wanted to pull out the pistol, his heart was already extremely sad and indignant, because the killer's instinct told him that he was more than a shot late.

Even the next moment he raised his gun, Lear's second bullet could kill him.

But a few meters away from Gianna, suddenly sparks splattered, and a 5.56mm shotgun bullet was deflected by a 9mm bullet and landed on the tile next to Gianna's high heels.

The debris of the tiles stirred up by the bullets even cut Gianna's stockings and skin, and the sharp tiles made her feet bled like pillars in an instant.

But it was completely different from the scene of the bullet in their bodies that they imagined, and they couldn't help but make everyone stunned.

Even lying more than 50 meters away, with a small-caliber shotgun plus silencers and subsonic bullets, at a distance of 100 meters, it is enough to kill invisibly.

New York is a unique architectural ensemble, allowing him to hunt even closer, and he can even touch his prey up to 50 meters away without being detected by his prey.

His sniper attack was inevitable this time, without even stuffing the second bullet in the magazine.

After his bullet was deflected by the other party's bullet, he froze in place and found that it seemed to be different from what he imagined.

It's not what everyone imagined.

Everyone was stunned, except for Lear, who took out his pistol.

So he added another shot in the direction where the bullet came.

The round-nosed 9mm bullet must not fly so far, but I'm sorry that Lear's bullets are all specially made by themselves, just to be more accurate, fly farther, penetrate more and lethal.

So this sharper bullet passed through the street more than 50 meters to the building in the opposite block, accurately penetrating the sniper's head.

"What was that just now? What is it? What did you do? Ohmygod！

Gianna, who had just escaped from death, screamed madly, and she broke her defense for the first time, showing a calm, wise and high-ranking expression.

She was indeed shocked.

Lear's bullets were not coming at her.

From the moment she faced Lear's gun, she was deeply aware of this with a woman's intuition.

But she still didn't understand what Lear was pulling out the gun for—until the bullet landed at her feet, the broken ceramic cut through her stockings, and sparks of metal rubbing flashed a few meters away from herself.

She realized that Lear had actually intercepted the bullet that assassinated her with a bullet.

She didn't know why Lear was able to see the bullet or why Lear was able to stop it, so she went crazy.

She seemed to be back in her adolescence, crazy and turbulent, and although her calves were bleeding, she knew that she was wetter in another place!

She screamed like a little fangirl, questioning Lear, but there were obviously more calm people nearby than her.

Her bald bodyguard rolled over like a chicken, grabbed her body and rolled directly with her whole body to the surrounding bunker.

Winston and the black butler were the first to look for cover.

This is a hanging garden, and buildings taller than here can ambush snipers.

Gianna, who was grabbed by the bald bodyguard, watched Lear's little girlfriend pounce on Lear, and Lear was like an Optimus Prime standing in the tall buildings, holding his little girlfriend with one hand and a gun in the other hand, the whole person was very tall, raising his head like a humanoid radar scanning the surrounding buildings.

The slow time of adrenaline and the magnified eagle eye allowed him to see his surroundings and environment with great clarity.

The bullet that could turn gave him enough confidence not to look for cover and stand in place to shelter Marianne.

Gianna's silver teeth were about to be crushed, how she wished that the person who was now in Lear's arms was herself!

He gave her a sense of security like never before.

"Winston! Job. Lear yelled, waking Winston, who was watching around from behind cover.

Downstairs at the Continental Hotel, there was a burst of gunfire, and all the sounds were heavy fire rifles, which was too outrageous in the Continental Hotel.

I'm afraid that the bottom has already been beaten into a sieve.

"We need a safe house!"

The bald head cut off his shirt with a hand thorn, made a simple bandage tourniquet, tied Gianna's bleeding calf, and yelled angrily at Winston.

"Come with me!" Winston couldn't be polite at this critical juncture, stood up, nodded heavily to Lear, and led the way ahead.

Like the male protagonist in the movie, Lear followed behind Winston with Marianne's waist in his arms, and then Gianna, who was stumbling by the bald head.

The black bald butler was at the back, and he didn't know from which grass he took out a Remington 870 shotgun, and he was doing the work behind the mat tightly.

Everyone followed Winston all the way to the safe house, where the door in the bank vault was used as a defense, if it was a real attacker, I am afraid that he really had to bring a blasting device and blast the entire wall and even the entire first floor of the hotel to catch the people inside.

After opening the door with her palm print, in this era of early zeros, it was already a very high-tech technology, and Gianna was immediately taken in by her bodyguard and placed in the large sofa in the center of the safe house.

"Medical kit."

Winston beckoned to the black brother.

The black bald guy smoothly rummaged through the medical kit and handed it over.

Then he began to rummage through the gun cabinets around him.

Lear patted Marianne's butt and asked her to sit on the couch as well, and the person also came to the black bald brother's side.

Only one meter eight, he is even five centimeters shorter than the black bald brother, he did not take it indiscriminately, all according to the standards of the third enemy, directly on the pump-action shotgun plus armor-piercing single-headed bullet configuration, within twenty meters, this configuration can directly penetrate an elephant.

"Sir, isn't it too cruel to choose this gun?"

The black bald brother was no longer looking, and couldn't help but ask.

Even if you take a submachine gun, the output and continuity of fire are better than this thing.

In addition to being powerful, this thing can be said to be useless.

Lear ignored it, just wrapped a bullet chain around his waist, a bullet chain on his shoulder, and walked out the door like a terminator.

This kind of place with complicated terrain, with the identity of the enemy's elite mob, who else?!

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