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Abu gasped for breath, and felt a tearing sensation in his lungs.

At this point, he couldn't run anymore.

The shouts of mercenaries came from outside, getting closer.

The backyard door opened, and a teenager heard the sound and walked over with a kitchen knife.

"you……"

They looked at each other with familiarity, and at the same time remembered each other's identities.

It's him!

On the night of the first adventure with Zhang Ming, Abu and Zhang Ming killed all the robbers, the only one they let off was a boy.

After nearly half a year, after going round and round, Abu finally fell into his hands.

There were mercenaries outside, and the former enemy in front of him. Abu closed his eyes in pain.

The young man walked over with a knife in his hand, and... tore off Abu's shoes.

The boy pointed to the trash can and whispered, "Quick, hide in it!"

Abu didn't understand why the boy wanted to help him, but he did it anyway due to his survival instinct.

After a while, three mercenaries rushed in.

"Did you see a man with a box?"

"I see." The boy replied truthfully.

Abu in the trash can clenched the box, ready to rush out at any time for the final fight.

"Where is he?"

The boy pointed to the low wall in the backyard, "He jumped out from there."

A mercenary went over to check, nodded and said, "There are footprints."

The three left quickly, and after a few minutes, the boy opened the lid of the trash can and helped Abu out.

"Come with me to the basement."

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Afghanistan, Sharan city.

An ordinary resident's house became a temporary base for mercenaries.

Faint cries and moans of pain came from the next room.

"Let them be quiet." The leader closed his eyes and gave an order.

A mercenary walked to the next room, accompanied by a few short gunshots, all sounds disappeared.

The air pressure in the room became even lower, and it became completely quiet, and no one spoke.The leader's eyes were still closed, and a sharp throwing knife was twirling rapidly between his fingers.

"I thought you were experts, experts in killing people."

The leader finally opened his eyes.

"But it's just an ordinary person without a gun or a bulletproof vest. Surrounded by you, he escaped smoothly. By the way, I almost forgot that his leg was injured."

With a cold gaze, scanning the mercenaries present, he stabbed the throwing knife into the wooden table.

"I really don't understand why Boss Jin Bing paid you to hire you? Or he thinks you are too useless, and wants to pass this mission to completely eliminate you trash—don't worry, the pension will be sufficient."

"Shut up, Bullseye."

The man standing in the corner stood up. "We follow you. This doesn't mean that we really obey you and are your subordinates. We are looking at the face of Jin Binhe and the commission."

Yes, they are not Bullseye's men.

They were hired by Jin Bin, the American underworld emperor, to work. The first task they received was to go to Japan and bring the suitcase back to the United States safely.

This was originally just a simple to somewhat boring transportation task.

Until that mysterious woman appeared.

She is like an evil spirit, alone, with a gun, driving this group of men who have experienced countless lives and deaths to a dead end.

In the battle a week ago, eight of them died, all of them shot in the head with a single shot.

Relying on the sacrifice of the ninth companion, they found the sniper point where the woman was hiding. Driven by fear and hatred, they rushed over, vowing to tear her to pieces.

When they arrived, what awaited them was a gas bomb.

Nearly half of them died again.

The rest were lucky enough to save their lives because they were carrying gas masks, but the box was also taken away by the woman.

After the news came back to New York, Kim smashed the table angrily, and sent his best killer to clean up the mess.

This killer is Bullseye.

Bullseye has a throwing ability beyond ordinary people, and anything that can be thrown is the most dangerous weapon in his hands.Not only that, but he is also a fighting expert, proficient in all kinds of hot and cold weapons.

In terms of horizontal comparison, he is very similar to Hawkeye of S.H.I.E.L.D., except that he is more focused on simple assassination, while Hawkeye has stronger intelligence exploration and problem-solving capabilities.