Chapter 190: Death of Sun Deguang (question for monthly pass)

This house is the old house of Sun Deguang. In the 1950s, Sun Deguang lived in this house. At that time, the catastrophe was only a few decades later. The economy of Lingnan Province was still in the recovery stage. Sun Deguang was not willing to be in the countryside. After being poor, he sneaked into Hong Kong Island. After decades of hard work, he has the current foundation.
The more things people sometimes experience, the more timid they are. The more they have, the more they are afraid of losing. Sun Deguang, who is full of white hair, is sitting in a chair and loading bullets into a magazine, one after another. The bullets of yellow orange and orange are cold as ice.
When Sun Deguang worked Hong Kong Island, he never left his gun. Now, he has not fired his gun for many years. The most recent shot was to kill his bodyguards a few years ago. Now he will take the gun again. In his hand, he only had a sense of heaviness and strangeness. After he escaped from the detention center, he was very upset.
At a certain moment, a crow fell on the tree opposite the small building. Sun Deguang frowned. Most of the businessmen on Hong Kong Island were very mixins. Sun Deguang was no exception. He said to his son: "Yaozu, open the window." ""
"Yes, Dad." Brushing the tribute to the respectful past, opened the window, Sun Deguang screwed up the silencer, and then pulled the trigger against the crow, but perhaps because it had not fired for many years. The sense of strangeness, the gun was missed, the crow just flew a few times, and fell back to the original tree, black-painted eyes seem to be watching him jiān laugh.
Somehow, seeing the crow's eyes, Sun Deguang’s hand suddenly trembled.
Behind the inexplicable birth of a chill, the legendary crow can feel the dead air emitted by the dying person, fly over and wait for people to die, and then eat the carrion of the dead.
Sun Deguang closed his eyes and his hands were shaking. "Yaozu, pack things, leave here.

"What's the dad?"
"Leave!" Sun Deguang's voice suddenly became severe.
Sun Yaozuhua has a jump" "Yes, yes!

It is said that it is to pack things, in fact, there is nothing to clean up, that is, more than 200,000 Hong Kong dollars, some to eat, there are some weapons.
This time, Sun Deguang hid only four of the most cronies of bodyguards. In addition, there were only sons.
, "Drive."
"Where to go? Boss," asked the bodyguard.
"All the way to the north." Sun Deguang said.
,"Yes."
In order to seek safety, Sun Deguang and his son took two cars. Sun Deguang was in front of him. They would not be Yaozuo. They would be separated at the next intersection. Both cars were imported from the bulletproof car, and even the tires were built with metal mesh and bulletproof fiber. There were no problems with being shot.
The two cars quickly drove out of the village. The car passed through the mountains and traveled on the twisted winding mountain road. There were very few pedestrians in the wilderness roads in the country. The roads were thin and long. There was only one lane and there was no asphalt. Paving, but using cheap cement, this small road truck can not go, the cement road is broken a few times, and the road is too narrow, even if the small car meets face to face, we must slow down to cross.
"Let's separate the next intersection." Sun Deguang said, "First meet in Nanhu City.

"Okay, boss." The voice of the bodyguard came from inside the car.
However, at this time, suddenly came in front of the front, a loud bang, the bodyguard slammed on the brakes, and Sun Deguang’s heart almost jumped out in an instant.
What happened! ?

"There is a big rock rolling down the mountain and blocking the road."
Sun Deguang cold sweat immediately came out "" immediately back! Turn around and go back!

At this time, Zhou Jian, wearing a black trench coat, stood on a raised rock on the edge of the cliff, holding an anti-tank sniper rifle in his arms, and grew a large gun body than Zhou Jian’s height. The muzzle is equipped with a large flame arrester and a retractor for reducing recoil. The magazine is wider than the face, with only five rounds of bullets, each with more than half of the adult's feet.
Seeing the scene under the mountain, Zhou Jian’s mouth had a curvature. He took the ear protector and kicked the of the sniper gun on his right foot. The whole gun seemed to be rotating and falling on Zhou Jian’s hand, lifting the gun, aiming, and long. The thick black scorpion barrel is like the sword of the gods!
Zhou Jian does not use the scope of the sniper rifle, but this is not a problem. There is an accurate increase in yin shadow death, and the scope is only a thing that assists xing. This gun is aimed at the fuel tank of the car behind and pulls the trigger!
What bulletproof iron, what bulletproof fiber, in front of this large caliber anti-tank sniper rifle is a cloud of shredded paper, along with, "bang!" sound like a grenade explosion-like gunshot, four times the crow alloy piercing bullet The speed of sound is coming out!
Sun Deguang, who has already been shrouded in death, is still talking to the talker, "turning his head". At this time, the car he was riding behind his son suddenly exploded, and the fierce explosion sounded through bulletproof glass. Sun Deguang’s body suddenly froze, and he looked incredulously at the burning flame in the rearview mirror.
Sun Deguang twitched and turned his head. Behind him, the bulletproof car had turned into a fireball, and there was his only surviving son, the only blood of the Sun family.
"No, no," Sun Deguang lost the hun, and opened the door, the old face constantly twitching.
"Boss, you can't go out!" The bodyguard shouted anxiously. However, Sun Deguang seemed to be stunned. In spite of the dissuasion of the bodyguard, he went out so embarrassedly. In fact, he already understood that his xing life ended here. The mysterious bounty hunter, he finally came.
Zhou Jian had already pointed the sniper rifle at the vehicle where Sun Deguang was sitting. However, when Sun Deguang pushed the door open, he changed his mind. He turned his hand and the sniper rifle was included in the inventory. Zhou Jian jumped and tens of meters high. The cliff, 〖〗 by the fall, his windbreaker was torn by the oncoming wind, like the black sè cloak of the death.
"Oh!", Zhou Jian held the ground with one hand and steadily landed in a semi-squatting position. Because the impact was too strong, the cement skin of the roadbed was actually cracked on the hard crack.
When Sun Deguang heard the voice, he turned his head and looked at Zhou Jian. After seeing his face, Sun Deguang smiled nervously. "The original night road has gone too far, and it will always hit the ghost."
Zhou Jian stood up. At the same time, he sounded the sound of the bolts behind him. Two bodyguards quickly rushed out of the bulletproof car. The mp3 in his hand was aimed at Zhou Jian. This light submachine gun is really nothing for Zhou Jian. Threats, even if they are hit by a few shots, they will lose some health.
The two bodyguards are on the verge of enemies, and the reason tells them that they have "controlled the situation". However, somehow they face the back, they feel a great pressure. What the guy is thinking, even if you are very powerful, but Looking back at the muzzle, what can you do?
Seeing that the boss is still looking at his face, a bodyguard does not believe in evil, and finally the mp3 trigger is buckled. However, at the moment when the muzzle spurts out the flame, the black man in his vision suddenly disappears. This... this is……
He didn't react to what was going on. The next moment, he only felt that his neck was cold, and a black knife pierced his throat from behind.
The bodyguard looked incredulously at the black blade that stretched out of his throat, and his body fell softly. He didn't know why the man suddenly appeared behind him.
The other bodyguard was completely stuck. He witnessed the whole process and the black man suddenly disappeared. He was teleported behind his companion and then killed.
Teleport? Is there anyone in the world who will teleport? Is it a ghost?
At this time, he lost his courage and confidence when he looked at the death in front of him. A sense of fear and powerlessness came to his mind. He wanted to reach out and pull the trigger. However, the figure appeared in front of him as if it were ghostly. He couldn't help but see that the submachine gun in his hand was divided into two halves, then his arm with his gun, his body, until he flew up, he realized what was happening, and the black man would connect him with a knife. The gun is divided into two halves!
Is this...the power that human beings can have?
This is his last thought. As the blood sprayed out, his consciousness disappeared.
After Sun Deguang witnessed all this, he sighed with a sigh of relief: "I still underestimated you."
He shook his head in a wry smile. "I am looking for wealth and danger. I came to Hong Kong Island from the age of twenty. Every time the fortune of wealth is carried out, I have won countless times. This time I finally kicked. To the iron plate, it’s really self-reliant. Are you the heir to the ancient Wu family? Miss Chu is blessed, and you will be escorted in the future. I think the Yuntai company will flourish.

He silently took out the pistol, this xing can not be sè, but he followed his 54-type antique pistol for many years, when he made a shot of bullets this morning, he did not realize these The bullet was actually filled for himself.
Can you give me a chance to let me break my own?

Zhou Jian is silent, Sun Deguang has been waiting, at a certain moment, Zhou Jian suddenly flashed into the face of Sun Deguang, the shadow assassination waved, blood spray, cold voice followed, "You are not qualified ......"
The killing is over, just like killing a chicken and slaughtering a dog. The next step is to clean the battlefield. Although it is impossible to find the US fbi, it is impossible to find it here, but in order to prevent accidents, such as the blue family just mixed into the American agent, Zhou Jian Or carefully cleaned up the traces that may be left in this battle, such as the traces of anti-tank sniper rifles, such as the mp gas that was assassinated by the shadows, piled the bodies on the ground into the anti-smashing car, and then sent them to a grenade. cremation.
Then Zhou Jian moved the big stone that blocked the road and finally kicked both cars into the canyon.
Looking at the car wreckage still burning under the mountain, Zhou Jian smiled a bit, killing is always the simplest and most direct way to solve the problem.
He shook his head and jumped from the cliff in a windbreaker. The figure of the black sè was like a submerged eagle, and soon disappeared into the gorge... @.