Wearing glasses and shoulder-length hair, he looks ordinary, but it made them wait until now.

Nighthawk's index finger on the trigger slightly bent, and the woman in sight also came to another woman.

The wind speed and vision are perfect, now, just wait for an opportunity.

When she took the cake from her hand, Nighthawk also showed a smile.

"Happy birthday to you."

With his soft voice, his finger also pulled the trigger.

With a bang, the vegetation around Nighthawk swayed slightly, and the stones on the ground jumped up and left the ground. Before the dust dispersed, he immediately swung the gun to refocus.

Usually he would leave directly after making a shot to ensure that there is enough time to leave, but this time he temporarily wanted to take a look at his "sculpted" "work of art".

However, he didn't see scarlet, nor panic.

What he saw was a mirror that was mottled and shattered like snowflakes, through which he seemed to see a person looking at him.

At the same time, a coldness that came from nowhere seemed to penetrate the space, making him unable to resist the chills on his back.

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One more chapter today

If I'm lucky enough to write one more chapter, I'll make it to QAQ tomorrow morning

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After a moment of daze, Nighthawk immediately mobilized his body and quickly loaded the gun again.

"Oh!"

It took less than two seconds before he fired another shot.

And Nighthawk can be [-]% sure that this bullet hits the center of the previous one, even if it is the best bulletproof glass, it will not be able to withstand the second hit.

And as he expected, the "snowflake" shattered instantly, and the fragments slid down the glass to the hall and the cliff.

But he found an unbelievable thing: the target person is still safe and sound!

Nighthawk stared blankly at the scope.

It wasn't until he saw a "snowflake" exactly the same as before that he realized that there were actually two layers of bulletproof glass!

At the same time, he saw that the flow of people in the banquet hall began to panic, and the target also hid behind a woman.

And without the obstruction of "Snowflake", Nighthawk finally saw the woman clearly.

He remembered that the woman was just cutting the cake, and he didn't pay much attention to it, because her appearance was far less stunning than the one next to her, but at this moment Nighthawk saw her raising her right hand, making a pistol pose, and smiled.

And the direction that the index finger was pointing at was his eyes!

Pupils shrink.

"Fuck!"

Nighthawk was flustered for a while, and then realized that the other party was separated from her by an abyss, so it was impossible to come to him all at once.

"Oh shit!"

Cursing again, Nighthawk also understood at this time that the woman was the one the ninja had mentioned before.

This was indeed a trap, but he had checked the information of the restaurant and the banquet hall.

The building specifications and materials are only high-grade ordinary materials. When was it replaced with bulletproof glass? !

When Nighthawk looked down at the scope again, the lights in the banquet hall were turned off, and after turning on the infrared, because there were too many people in the banquet hall, he couldn't find the target even if he fired continuously.

He lost the position of the target.

At this time, Nighthawk immediately dropped the sniper rifle off the cliff, then picked up the automatic rifle and put it aside, took out a helmet from his bag and quickly put it on.

After taking a deep breath and putting down the glasses on his helmet, Nighthawk's vision changed from darkness to gray and white.

With the help of the night vision device, Nighthawk saw the outlines of many small creatures. He leaned against the rock, felt the cold rifle in his hand, and felt slightly settled.

Although the action failed, it didn't mean there was no chance. If he guessed right, the ninja must have gone to the restaurant by now.

He has always been a suspicious character, and Nighthawk was a little disdainful when he disappeared, but now it seems that he can only be relied on to complete the task.

"Damn!"

Thinking of his miss, Nighthawk gritted his teeth.

"Obviously only that piece of glass has been specially arranged with two layers. How did she know where I was shooting?!"

And more than that, such a large-scale arrangement did not attract the attention of the ninja, which meant that the woman might have already started to act on the day the ninja failed to make a move.

No matter how good his marksmanship was, he was caught off guard by this perfect preparation.

Fortunately, there are ninjas, and the anger in Nighthawk's heart slowly dissipated.

He believes in the ninja's ability, in his ability to complete the task.

Although he looks down on martial arts, it is definitely enough for a ninja to deal with an ordinary woman. Since the target is still in the restaurant, he believes that with the ninja's ability to be invisible, it will not be difficult to complete the task in the end.

As for himself, what he has to do now is to leave here immediately.

But at this moment, a dangerous atmosphere enveloped him.

Nighthawk was taken aback, he was familiar with this breath.

But when he exposed half of his body from behind the rock, he saw a shadow in black clothes.

"Shin? Why are you back?" Nighthawk raised the glasses on his helmet and said.

After he finished speaking, he saw the black shadow's eyes, and his face changed slightly.

With the help of the faint moonlight, he saw a mole on the corner of the eye of the person in front of him, and he knew very well that there was no mole or even damage on the corner of Shinobu's eye.

The person in front of him is not his companion, but another ninja!

Nighthawk immediately raised his rifle and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

But after a burst of shooting, the original place was just a pile of gravel and broken grass, and the black shadow just now seemed to be an illusion.

not good!

A cold light came on, Nighthawk rolled to one side, and with a "hiss", the clothes on Nighthawk's right arm were also cut open.

When he got up and raised his gun to fight back, Nighthawk lost the man's sight again.

He frowned slightly, put down the rifle, then put his hand behind his back, and slowly lowered the glasses on the helmet with his left hand.

Looking around, he didn't see anything, but just when his shoe hit a piece of gravel.

Immediately there was a killing intent coming from above his head, Nighthawk turned his body, and a dagger brushed past his chest.

At the same moment, Nighthawk took out a pistol, but he didn't point it at the man in black, but pointed it in the direction of a low tree.

There was a gunshot, and there was a muffled grunt from the tree, and a black figure slowly emerged in the darkness, but when Nighthawk fired again, the black figure jumped in another direction, and soon disappeared from sight.

"Humph."

Putting away the pistol, Ye Ying felt a little pity in his heart, but the man just reacted at the last moment, otherwise he would have hit the head instead of the shoulder.

However, he is still very satisfied with the injury of this unknown ninja. Under the gun, no warrior dares to block it head-on.

Nighthawk took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, but just as he took out the lighter to light the cigarette, a black object shot towards him rapidly from a distance.

With a bang, Nighthawk was knocked against the rock.

Enduring the severe pain, he got up and saw the black shadow lying beside him.

Although it was in the dark night, Nighthawk immediately recognized that this was his companion: Shinobi.

Not only did he see Shinobu's face, but he also knew that he had hit that person's shoulder just now, and there were three shocking wounds on Shinobu's back right now.

"run……"

The weak voice made Nighthawk immediately turn his head to look, and saw a huge stone-like thing coming towards him from a distance.

With a "boom", Nighthawk only saw a cloud of dust rising up, but when he put on the helmet, it was as if he had fallen into an ice cave, with a horrified expression on his face.

Through the night vision goggles he saw a silhouette, not a rock, but a person.

With a gust of wind, the dust was blown away, revealing the figure of a man with long hair. As he slowly raised his head, Nighthawk saw a scar on his face.

"Who are you?!" Nighthawk said in English, for a moment he even forgot that the other party was wearing Japanese samurai uniform.

"A thug." General Takeda said in a flat voice.

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"Thugs?"

General Takeda spoke Japanese, but Nighthawk still heard it clearly.

He frowned, then slowly relaxed.

If it was a thug, Nighthawk would feel more at ease.

Just like their business, as long as the quotation is high enough, even tasks that are beyond their ability will be squeezed out.

Even though Nighthawk had pinned his head to his trousers long ago and had no fear of life and death, if he could survive, of course he would.

"How much do you get paid?" Nighthawk smiled, speaking in Japanese, even though he wasn't fluent in it.

Then he stretched out five fingers of his right hand to King Takeda: "I can give five times."

Whether it is a "thug" or a "killer", the direct purpose is for money, and he has seen many things like this kind of temporary scheme against the other party.

The benefactor pulls a load of gold, but the attacking and guarding guys get paid only two yuan, so why not cooperate directly?

Some people may say that this has no professional ethics, but in the eyes of Nighthawk and most of his peers, "money" is professional ethics.

Since the Japanese man who suddenly appeared in front of him was a thug, his professional ethics should not be much different from his own.

"And if you do me a favor, I can give you another five million dollars." Nighthawk smiled and said in a bewitching voice.

In order to make his conditions more attractive, Nighthawk continued: "She is an ordinary person, and she is in that hotel, wearing glasses, very recognizable, as long as you kill her and help us cover, we will not only I will give you five times the reward and 500 million, and I will give you a small gift: a box of Cohiba cigars."

"I don't smoke."

Takeda King's indifferent voice surprised Nighthawk.

"Then your life is too boring." After Ye Ying finished speaking, he held the magazine slightly.

But the expression on his face remained unchanged, and he continued to ask General Takeda, "Then, this gentleman from Dongying, do you agree?"

"no."

Nighthawk's eyes froze slightly, but he didn't raise his gun immediately, but asked doubtfully, "What's the connection between that person and you?"

While talking, he glanced at Shinobu lying beside him from the corner of his eye, and Shinobu was lying on the ground motionless, but his breathing speeded up a little, and his brows were also furrowed.

Then he bit his mouth and slowly swallowed a mouthful of saliva. During the whole process, he didn't make any sound, and he didn't attract anyone's attention, except Nighthawk.

"Can that thing still restore him?"

However, King Wutian's sudden voice changed Yeying's face slightly, and Yeying immediately raised his gun and shot at King Wutian.

However, King Takeda jumped with one foot and jumped directly to the tree to escape the hail of bullets. At the same time, he drew out the Taidao from his waist.

Nighthawk also hid behind the rock at this time, and under cover, he put his helmet back on.

Just now, I had the intention of instigating against King Takeda, but it was more to delay the recovery of Shinobu.

Having been around for so many years, Ye Ying is not a fool who only knows how to shoot. He doesn't know what kind of strength the opponent has in the way King Takeda appears on the stage?

I once heard Shinobu say that in the east and some hidden places, there are a group of non-human beings who are as powerful as those high-ranking knights in his favorite fantasy novels.

Nighthawk used to scoff at it, but now he really met it.

But Nighthawk didn't lose his size either. He took out a full magazine from his pocket, and after quickly replacing it, Nighthawk took out two more grenades from his pants.

He looked excited, and he wanted to see how these "primitive monkeys playing with iron" could block the bullets and the fragments of the grenade at more than 1000 meters per second after it exploded!

There was a sound of treetops shaking from the other side of the rock, and Nighthawk immediately knew that this was his chance, holding his gun, bowed and rolled sideways, and immediately found King General Takeda who was on the ground.

He pulled the trigger, and eggshells flew in his eyes, and he was surprised to see that General Takeda didn't dodge, but raised his long knife horizontally.

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