Hidden Assassin

The gunfire suddenly became fierce.

The flames were burning in the night, and in the light and shadow, he stood in that dark corner, looked at the back of his right hand stained with blood, then raised it, licked the back of his bright red hand, and turned around, A figure suddenly burst out from the corner on the other side.

Under the fierce gunfire, the masonry on the surrounding wall burst and scattered. The man apparently wanted to break through, but was forced back by the sudden strong gunfire. The man rushed out and looked up to see the figure in front of him. He had already lifted the gun subconsciously, pulled the trigger, and slammed the bullet across his ears, hitting the rear wall, the tile burst, and the figure suddenly rushed over and caught it.

"Home, Jiaming ... how did you come here ..."

Mu Qingqing looked at the man standing in front of her, and gave her a little sting. At this time, she couldn't look at it too much, only finished one sentence, and there were bullets rubbing around her. She rushed forward and pulled Jia Ming squatted down at the low wall in the rear. This side had a dark field of vision and a small wall was standing up. It was also a dead angle for the other side to shoot. At this time, the sound of gunfire outside. She looked at the side door of the plant not far away and had short breath .

"Someone rushed over just now, didn't you meet it ... we can't rush out, we still have to run back, the police are almost here ..." After saying a few words, looking at Jiaming's face, "What's the matter with you? , I said you're getting things back, what are you following? "

At this moment, the threat of death was close at hand. She was talking, her arm trembling slightly, and pointing to the side door of the factory building not far ahead: "I said one, two, three, and you ran after me, did you know? One ... ...

The current situation does not allow too much hesitation, only then she wanted to rush out from the other side, did not see the situation of Surup, but also heard the high-profile "I am here, you all will die." When she wanted to come, with this man's shot, the rest also began to do real cleaning, after all, time was limited. The police always came. Now that they can't rush out, go back there and stick with the others for a few minutes. When the word "three" was pulled out, she picked up Jiaming and rushed out. It seemed that Jiaming was accidentally pushed halfway, and a bullet brushed her back, and her body was scratched. Then slammed out. When Li stepped up, she had already jumped into the side door, and Jia Ming stood behind her and looked back.

Under Mu Qingqing's leadership, the two passed through several rooms against the wall. When they got to the large room, the bullets were constantly pouring out of the window, but most of the objects in sight had been destroyed and injured. Mucha sat in the corner. The chubby was hiding by a window, and Ding Xiong was leaning behind a half-broken table, and it seemed that his hands had also been injured. It was bleeding at this time, and the other people also found a place to hide from each other. In the case, they could occasionally return a few shots from the window. But now, the four stray blasts hitting the machine are fatal. Several people It has become a problem for injured people who are isolated by the window to come over. Seeing someone come in. Mu Cha and others originally raised their muzzles, then lowered it again. He covered his wound on the lower abdomen with one hand and was sweating with pain: "Is there no way?"

"They are on all sides ... but the reinforcements are coming soon, right?"

"Yes……"

That's what it says. But the obvious firepower continued to cover it. People from all around have already approached this side. If you risk looking out the window. Some people walked out of the room with submachine guns. Once they get close. This way the room. Basically, there are no longer any dead ends that can be avoided. All of this is probably just a matter of less than a minute. While talking. A police officer also noticed the ground behind Mu Qingqing: "How come he came ...

This sentence is not over yet. Something threw in from the side window. Mu Qingqing shouted "Get down ..." With a loud noise. The flames burst. The air wave swept across.

The plant is large. Not many were directly affected by the people. However, for a time the air waves rolled around. Some fragments flew out around. Sawdust, iron and other objects hit the wall. The dust is flying. Asbestos tiles on the roof began to fall down piece by piece. Not far away, Ding shoved away the things that pressed on him. Rushing towards this side. Mu Qingqing shook the dust on his hair. The swaying flames caused glare. There was also a buzzing in the ears. Several people around were struggling to get up.

"You must rush out immediately ..."

"No chance ..." "Walk there."

"Always fight."

"I'm sorry ... I hurt everyone ..."

Critical moments always make people lose a certain sense of reality. The people next to them are talking, the meaning is probably clear, but who said that sentence for a while has no way to analyze it. Someone stood up and choked on Jiaming. Clothes: "There must be a loophole. Since he can come in, there must be a loophole in those people's siege ..."

The voice did not fall, and there was another huge shock. Only then did an outer wall of the compartment where she and Jiaming ran over collapsed. Now the purpose is to kill, and the other party has already used the grenade without any fear. Mu Qingqing raised his hand and fired two shots toward the outside. A police officer who was already injured jumped up and rushed to the window.

Mu Qingqing did not disconnect the gun behind him. The tinnitus brought by him continued. The chaotic emotions in his brain may be dying, but he did not fight at this time. I am afraid that there is no chance to fight. The flames are all around. , Dust, blood, and whistling bullets, all actions are somewhat subconscious, courage in despair, because only this can be done, so even if it is difficult, you have to do it.

However, no matter how desperately she couldn't make up for the gap in reality, as soon as the person in front rushed to the window, the entire person flew upside down. She could almost see the blood when the body flew out of the sky, and her right hand holding the gun was raised at In mid-air-he may not even be able to fire a shot-through the glance on the side of the man, she could see three people shooting at the small square outside, and the figure shot in the window of the two-story building in the distance. The bullet struck across the cheek, the gaze of death.

At the same time, a dark shadow passed by her, catching the flying in the air, and then pushed the flying corpse in front of him to the side.

His feet slipped, and Mu Qingqing fell to the ground. She almost reached out her left hand subconsciously, grabbing the shadowy lichen corner in front, and she seemed to have seen the person in front of him being hit. However, this process seems to be very long, it seems as if the moment has become eternal. After all, she has not completely fallen down. Through the limited field of vision, she sees a red flower blooming outside. The crowd burst in the small square.

At the same time, on the small building opposite. Min Kun saw the head of a sniper blooming around him.

At this time he was ready to leave. The man next to the window was a servant of Surup. He didn't really care about Surup. He died and only cared for him. But no matter what It must be acknowledged that they are very powerful, and they have been an overwhelming advantage from the beginning. Even if their people go to the square, it is estimated that the police will not be able to shoot. Now Mucha is dead, and it's time to leave. And in the heart of the account of his son, the moment he got up. He saw a scene of blood rushing out from the front.

Plasma rushed to the rear wall, the head of the window man's head broke instantly, half of the cranium was lifted off, and a window was farther away. A person's head seemed to have a blood flower on it, and it was in full bloom. , Wither. The man just kept falling down with a gun, and a close friend walked towards him. At that moment, he passed the window, and then half of his face was cut off. The bullet was shot from his side. The scattered bones and blood were taken away. The person who was still good the previous moment was down the bridge of his nose at the next moment. The entire chin has disappeared completely. But he was unconscious-he didn't respond at all, and he took two steps towards Minkun just like that. Then slammed to the ground.

Witnessing such a situation, Min Kun stood in place like that. At that moment, I felt that my heart had stopped beating ...

A few seconds later, the sound of gunfire began to quiet down. In the confusing factory with burning flames, people couldn't fully react to the situation in front of them. They began to struggle from the ground and got up, each holding a gun and preparing The desperate people have now become a little helpless. Mu Qingqing stood there, looking at the man who had been with him for more than half a year, and he just removed the magazine from her. Because he was pulled by himself, pulled him to squat and lie down, his clothes are now a little dirty, and he was standing at the window like that, pointing out, the only thing he was doing seemed to be pulling trigger. On the square, three people who came with submachine guns and threw grenades have fallen. There are still people in the building over there, but a probe will be hit. A corpse on the top floor fell off and fell on the steps in front of the building. on.

No one spoke, everyone just looked at that person's movements in such a stunned way, the fire flickered, no one could understand such a scene, and it was only the local people that suppressed this side. Now, he has made everyone completely alone. Suppressed.

Ten or more seconds later, Jia Ming glanced at Mu Qingqing next to him: "I'm going to clean up and you are ready to come out." After that, he took a dagger from a police officer next to him and jumped out of the window. Covering the objects in the small square, he rushed to the row of houses, and after a moment, the killings extended out of the windows in the night.

Mucha struggled to get up, and it took a long time to speak: "Drag it, your friend ... who was it before? Is it the PLA Special Forces?"

"Uh, this ..." Mu Qingqing returned to God, "I don't know ..."

There was a little light between the mountains. When Mu Qingqing went up to the top floor of the building, he was seeing Jia Ming holding a sniper rifle standing on the corner of the building and firing.

She walked cautiously, hiding behind the eaves of the top floor and looking out. Those who surrounded them had now been completely defeated, and there were probably people running away from the mountains and forests. With each shot of Jia Ming, the night went on. One will fall, some will scream, and some will not even scream. Looking up at Jia Ming's side face, she had never seen his expression. He used to be either dumb or deep, and now this expression ... how to say, it is like an excellent technician It feels like he's done when he finishes a meticulous job, and he is meticulous, except ... well, he is indeed killing people now.

She didn't know whether she should stop him, or whether he would listen to herself, at least to check that they were completely afraid to come up now—who knows what kind of mental state he is now, Mu Qingqing used to be When they were introduced, they all said that Jia Ming had a mental illness.

The voice of the police car was also approaching. This time it was a real large army. It seemed to have started to go up the mountain. When Mu Qingqing wanted to speak, Jia Ming dropped his gun.

"I won't say goodbye."

"Uh?"

"These years have been muddled. Some things haven't been thought through. I don't want anyone to investigate me."

"You, you are leaving ..."

Jia Ming reached out and patted his head: "To find some people and do something, your home is in Jianghai, and maybe you will find you at that time. My home ... should be in Jianghai."

Mu Qingqing looked at him: "Have your memory really recovered?"

"It's not specific, UU reads www.uukanshu.com, but I should always remember." Jia Ming smiled, and his smile was a bit stiff. "Some people probably have to see it before they can figure it out, to me in the end What's the significance ... This time you brought me to Hong Kong is tantamount to the private use of public equipment, which will cause you a lot of trouble, and you must be mentally prepared. "

Mu Qing nodded, and then shrugged freely: "It's a big deal to be dismissed, so I should never go to jail ..."

"If you get caught, don't worry, I will save you."

"This ... don't have to be so exaggerated ... haha ​​..." Mu Qingqing laughed, but saw Jia Ming suddenly jumped upstairs, and then remembered one thing: "Hey, my address in Jianghai is ... "

"I will find out if necessary."

Downstairs, the back waved his hand, Mu Qingqing stood there, the night breeze blew, and the blood was blown away. It was cool and cool. She watched the figure go further and further, and finally disappeared in the woods. In the middle, I suddenly laughed. The smile was a bit complicated, and I didn't know what it was like ...