Female president's private killer

Ginger is still old and spicy. This sentence means that old ginger must be spicy.

No matter what kind of big secret the real estate tycoon surnamed Zhuang bears, and no matter how complex the relationship between him and his maid is, the most important thing is that Zhuang Zhiwu is obviously ready for this scene.

His preparation was not how to fight, but how to pretend to be dead.

The explosives buried under the wine cabinet were not buried for a day or two, and the thickness of both sides of the board was definitely different. The side facing Feng Da was thin and the side facing Zhuang Zhiwu was thick.

Of course, whether it's thin or thick, there must be no clue after the explosion.

This also determines that Zhuang Zhiwu has sufficient reasons to pretend to be dead. At this time, he only needs to spray blood to prove that he is not far from death.

In order to avoid being burned or buried after pretending to be dead, he even buried the foreshadowing of lying on a wooden boat after his death... I believe a person with a conscience will meet his last wish. If he has no conscience, he must turn around and leave.

No matter what the result is, he will survive and live freely!

His plan was extremely detailed and almost succeeded. If he didn't use pig blood

Originally, he would not have made such a low mistake if he was born as an old special combat soldier. In fact, the reason why he used pig blood was precisely because of his specialty. Pig blood and human blood could not be distinguished with the naked eye.

Who could have thought that this would be a human who has so much research on blood?

No matter how old Jiang Zhuang Zhiwu is, the only thing he can do at this time is to smile bitterly.

Feng Da smiled and took a breath. He was about to speak, but his expression suddenly tightened: "your guard came very quickly."

"Escort?" Old man Zhuang was stunned: "what guard?"

"How could so many people come down without your escort?"

"Shit!" Old man Zhuang spit hard: "Lao Feng really can't trust me. In addition to arranging people around me, there are people who have been monitoring for a long time..." when he said this, he was suddenly stunned: "so, you're really not sent by Lao Feng?"

"Really not." Feng Da shook his head sincerely.

"Who are you?"

"Do you remember that you have a daughter..." when Feng Dagang said this, old man Zhuang's look finally changed and hurriedly interrupted him: "my daughter sent you? How did she find out I was still alive? Forget it, I'll go with you! "

Feng Da didn't explain, and didn't have time to explain more. He smiled bitterly: "it's still two years to say whether he can go now." He looked up and down at the old man Zhuang: "I'm not sure I'll take you."

"Then I'll hide first!" Old man Zhuang showed his agility completely inconsistent with his age. He got up from the ground and didn't spit blood: "ah! I'll hide on that ship first! If you have a chance, come back to pick me up. If you don't have a chance, come back to pick me up later! "

Feng sighed: "OK."

Seeing that old man Zhuang slipped into the wooden boat with an arrow, Feng Dachang took a breath and disappeared into the darkness like lightning.

In the dark, Feng Da fell on the cold rocks of the hillside and looked at the wooden house that had been blown into half ruins below.

The wind kept passing over him and forced the slightest chill into his clothes. Feng Da's temperature has dropped to exactly the same level as the environment. The wind will not make him feel colder. But Feng Da still doesn't like the cold, which makes him very uncomfortable. The low temperature will slow down the blood flow, as if he and even the world are slowly solidifying.

Soon, more than a dozen people appeared in Feng Da's field of vision. The two people in front were obviously experienced military personnel. Their line of sight was covered like a fine intertwined net, scanning for suspicious traces in his field of vision without omission.

The team was very open, with a distance of nearly 500 meters between more than a dozen people. Two of them kept looking at the low mountains on both sides with binoculars. They were obviously experts in long-range sniping, scanning the possible sniping sites again and again.

Feng Da felt that the two men's eyes passed from their hiding place several times, but they should be unaware of it.

Most of the time, when a sniper looks for another sniper, in addition to feeling, he also depends on infrared search.

Feng Da's clothes can not only prevent his body temperature from leaking out, but also reduce his body temperature to almost the same level as the surrounding environment in some way, which is naturally difficult for them to detect.

The team quickly entered the hut.

In fact, there is more than one hut here. In addition to a chapel, there are only a few dozens of houses in the surrounding buildings. Obviously, old man Zhuang is a man of faith and likes building houses very much. The two people have to live in so many houses.

Within a few minutes, the two men found the woman's body from the burning hut. The first one sent a signal, and the other six began to disperse cautiously and quickly. The six soldiers occupied each commanding height and brought the whole building group into the fire control range.

A capable man in a combat suit stood in the center of the scattered buildings, frowning at the bodies on the ground, and beside him stood a young man with a prince multi barrel machine gun.

The man looks more than 30 years old. There are three short swords on the right chest of the combat suit, which may represent a sign of a certain status, but Feng Da doesn't know it.

I only know that his face looks three or four times similar to the young people around him. It should be related by blood.

"Cousin, little cold is dead, and the old man Zhuang is gone. Could it be that he killed Xiao Leng and took the initiative to escape? " Asked the young man.

The middle-aged man just wanted to say something. Suddenly, a chill flashed in his heart. It was so strong that he couldn't help shivering, and immediately shouted, "all hide!" One side grabbed the young man like lightning and rushed into the opposite house.

Pass!

A slightly dull gunshot echoed over the buildings. In response, a sniper expert occupied the chapel bell tower.

The first shot echoed over the small buildings, and another shot rang out.

The second sniper expert, who set the sniper position on the second floor of a house, fell down before the gunfire spread to everyone's ears.

The powerful bullet went straight through the wall, carrying mud ash and smashing half of his chest. A bloody arm flew out of the window at the other end and fell on the square in the center of the town.

"It's a bullet from 1300 meters away!" The young man turned pale at the gunshot. After escaping into the house, he leaned against the window and looked out. The sniper expert's arm fell straight from his eyes.

"It's 1410 meters." The middle-aged man corrected the young man's mistakes. His face is very ugly. He is an expert in close combat and firearms. His main strength is armed assault. Long range sniping is not his strength.

At the moment, the hearts of middle-aged men have begun to get colder and colder. They dare to take the initiative to attack their obviously professional team. The strength of the other party must be greater than themselves. In short, they fell into a trap.

The terrain here is not complex. The other side occupied favorable terrain, and two sniper experts on the other side were killed at the first time. It can be said that the situation of this battle is close to losing.

The best way is to evacuate from the other end of the town immediately. In this way, the distance from the sniper point to 2500 meters away is very safe.

All!

Sniper shots rang out continuously, and the soldiers fell off the roof one by one. In the small town, the frightened voices rang out one after another. While looking for a safe place, the soldiers were confused trying to judge the direction of the sniper. However, the shooting speed of the other party is a little faster. It can be judged that there are at least three excellent snipers.

As long as someone looks around, a bullet will come at once. The thin walls of the wooden house have no protection at all.

The muscles and muscles on the middle-aged man's face kept beating. Every shot seemed to hit his heart. In a short period of time, the other party has fired 13 bullets and killed at least eight people. After seeing the end of the second sniper expert, he no longer has hope for the people who were hit. The power of the bullets used by the other party is clear that there is no living.

These are his elites. Each death not only means that his team strength is weakened, but also pays a large pension to their families.

Both the middle-aged man and the young man are collateral to the organization, and the resources they can use are very limited. Otherwise, they would not take on the task of monitoring and living without oil and water.

At present, this team of 16 people has been the painstaking work of the middle-aged man for ten years. Now he is easily shot by the other party. How can he not feel heartache?

However, he did not expect the other party to attack so fiercely. He killed two sniper experts first, completely changing the balance of the war. Such a tough means means means that there is no room for maneuver and negotiation at all.

Two more shots rang out one after another. The first shot opened a big hole in the outer wall of a small building in front of the middle-aged man, and the second shot entered from the hole, completely piercing the floor of the second floor, blowing up a large amount of dust on the first floor, and broken wood dust even sprayed out of the window.

An extremely agile figure came out of the window with the smoke. As soon as he landed, he immediately bounced up and rushed to another hiding house like a cheetah. The middle-aged man was relieved. He was the most powerful elite under his command and an expert in battlefield assault.

The middle-aged man suddenly jumped out of his hiding place and ran towards the elite man. A small dark shield has been turned up on his left arm, which is a protective shield that can slow down the impact of bullets.

In the face of the sniper gun, it seems a joke to use such an iron shield similar to a cold weapon, but only the middle-aged man knows very well that this iron shield is not only made of the strongest material, but also attached with strong magnetism. The huge magnetism can interfere with and even slow down the power of the sniper gun bullet.

Nevertheless, his action is still too risky, because the other party may not aim at his shield, and the degree of changing the power of bullets is limited after all, but he can't lose the most powerful man.

When the middle-aged man was a few meters away from his elite men, he suddenly heard a strange scream in his ear. This is the high-frequency vibration when bullets fly. It travels faster than sound waves. Only specially trained hearing can hear it.

His men, who are also experts in anti sniping, suddenly flew out to the side in front, and then rolled over. They saw that they came to the edge of a house and could immediately hide in the dead corner of shooting.

At this time, a large amount of blood splashed on the lower body of the hand, and the whole body flew off the ground. After rolling in the air for several times, it fell heavily to the ground. The landing body had no signs of life at all, because almost half of his waist was missing!

The middle-aged man was frozen from head to foot and stood blankly in the open space. He almost forgot that he was on the front line of life and death.

He knows very well that the skill of using one bullet to cause the target to dodge, and then the second bullet is the real killer, which can only be used by the top 10 snipers in the world.

Who came to ambush them

Who is it?

The middle-aged man had no time to curse. He suddenly woke up and saw the flashing position of the muzzle of the gun on the opposite ridge, but he still couldn't lock his opponent at all.

With a loud roar, he first fired a string of bullets at the position of the fire, then bowed and rushed to the mountain where his opponent was located with the help of various buildings and obstacles.

At a distance of 1500 meters, he needs nearly a minute to charge. However, as long as he gets close to 500 meters, he will have confidence to suppress the opponent's firepower. In other words, he also needs to cross a kilometer with the company of death.

The middle-aged captain leaped forward rapidly and narrowed the distance with his opponent with all kinds of incredible tactical actions.

His distance was approaching, but the closer he was, the greater the chill in his heart.

Because from beginning to end, he saw only one fire.

Who sniped their whole team

Only one person?