Chapter 4 Chapter 4 Senior Assassin Meets Professional Assassin

Zhuangye drove Mrs. McLean's car away, but he didn't drive to the airport. He drove the car to a scrap car dump, took off the license plate, and threw the license plate into the scrap metal pile. He didn't want to go abroad, no How can money go abroad without a passport?Besides, he didn't trust that foreign woman either.A woman's heart is the most unpredictable. Who can guarantee that she didn't report her car model and license plate to the police station by phone, and who can guarantee that the police didn't set up a net to wait for him at the airport. It is an iron law that there can be neither mercy nor credulity in his line of work.

He still has two things to do. First, the one million dollars is still at home, and he has to take it away. In this society, it is impossible to do without money.Second, he wants to kill Ye Mingsen. The reason for killing him is very simple. If he doesn't kill him, he will kill him. Since there can only be one of the two in this society, why doesn't he take the initiative to attack and wait for death?He took out the bullets from his pocket and carefully pressed them into the magazine one by one. The gun body was shining silver, which was the guarantee of his life.He loaded the gun and flicked a bit of dust off his suit carefully. He couldn't be without appearance and poise at any time.He walked out of the junkyard, waved a taxi and got in. "Middle section of Zhengying Street," he told the driver, and it was already dark at nine o'clock.There is no night in Daban, and the night in Daban seems to be more brilliant, with neon lights shining, busy traffic, noisy people and cars, what a bustling world.But in such a charming scenery, it contains so much dirt, gambling stalls, sex caves, drug dens, so many crimes, murder, robbery, rape, isn't he himself one of the black cancers.In front of him was his own residence. He got out of the car and tried to find a place with few people and dark lights. He first walked to a coffee shop opposite his residence, found an elegant seat by the window, and ordered a cup of hot coffee and two sandwiches. , while eating, he quietly observed the movement around his house opposite.After half an hour, he found no abnormalities. He walked out of the coffee shop, went around to the back of his house, jumped over the not-so-high wooden fence, and lurked under the window behind the house like a cat. He put his head on the window and listened patiently for eight minutes. There was no movement inside, and the surroundings were normal, but his reason told him that the quieter the more terrifying, but he was unwilling to throw away a million dollars, let alone how he could do without money. To survive, he pushed open a window several times. This was his own house. Of course he was very keen, and he went in quietly. This was the storage room. He walked slowly to the door and slowly opened it. After listening quietly for ten minutes, it was still so quiet. Could it be that there was no one there?Five meters ahead is his bedroom. The one million dollar suitcase is hidden under a raised floor under the bed. As long as he enters the bedroom, he can get the money without a light. He squeezes out of the storage room sideways , the thick carpet helped him a lot, making him walk silently.The bedroom door was locked, so he took out the silver key and opened it quietly and walked in.

Suddenly, the bedside lamp in the bedroom was turned on, and at the same time, a small but stern voice filled his ears: "Don't move, friend!" Zhuang Ye quickly stood still, he knew that the other party's gun must be pointed at him, and any small movement he made would cause the other party to shoot, otherwise everything would be over.What is needed now is calmness. He is not afraid now. What he is really afraid of is getting a black gun. As long as he doesn't hit a black gun, he will have a chance, even if it is a one in ten thousand chance. "My friend, I have been waiting here for a long time. I could have killed you with one shot, so I could ask for a reward of one hundred thousand dollars, but it is said that you have one million dollars. If you can hand over the one million dollars , I can spare your life, because killing one million is ten times as much as killing one hundred thousand."

"You are serious, if I give you one million, will you really not kill?" "Of course, a gentleman's words are hard to follow." The stupid killer played a naive trick. "Well, I'll exchange my one million for my own life, and you have to allow me to turn around and withdraw the money." "Okay, but you don't want to play any tricks, my automatic pistol can punch a few holes in your body in an instant!" the killer warned. "Don't worry, I won't make fun of my life." "Okay, now you turn around and don't move," the killer ordered.Zhuangye turned around obediently.

"Raise your right hand and unbutton your suit with your left hand. Slow down. You have a shiny silver gun under your arm. Everyone in our business knows your name as a cold-faced killer. You shoot too fast. Okay." , don’t move your right hand, use the two fingers of your left hand to grab the gun out and throw it over.” A stupid killer is not stupid, he fully understands that he can't go to Zhuangye and shoot his gun, as long as he gets close to Zhuangye, he will give Zhuangye a chance to fight in close quarters, Zhuangye's martial arts are superb, his shots are as fast as lightning, let alone hitting, It is entirely possible that the acupuncture points are tapped by him. His only advantage is that he always stands at a long distance and points at Zhuang Ye with a gun. Send a pistol!

Zhuang Ye knew that his opponent was very cunning, so he had to use the two fingers of his left hand to grab the gun out awkwardly and threw it over. The killer kept his eyes on Zhuang Ye, slowly picked up the gun thrown over, and said, "The money is there, take it out!" Zhuangye pointed to the bed and said, "Under the bed, the bed must be moved." "Okay, hurry up!" the killer ordered again. "Please go away now, I have to push the bed away from there." Zhuangye said. The killer held the gun, stared at Zhuang Ye closely and slowly moved aside.Zhuang Ye began to push the bed, the bed seemed to be very heavy, he bent down and pushed hard.Kicking the bedside table down, the bedside lamp went out immediately, and he quickly rolled to the bottom of the wall. At the same time, a string of bullets brought fire to the position where the bed was pushed, and Zhuang Ye's goal was achieved.Now the house is dark, and the situation has changed a lot.Although the killer has a gun in his hand, I can't reach the target in the dark. Although Zhuangye has no gun in his hand, this is his room. He is familiar with the situation here. He quietly moved to a place where he can turn on the room lights. He must occupy this place. Location.If you ask the other party to turn on the light in the room, then he is finished.Neither side made a sound, they were looking for each other based on their own feelings.Zhuangye took out a lighter from his pocket and threw it towards the window. "Wow," the glass window shattered, and then another string of bullets hit the glass window.

"Crack!" Zhuang Ye turned on the light in the room, and the room was brightly lit, "Very good!" Zhuang Ye calmly tugged at the clothes that were wrinkled while rolling. "Zhuang Ye, aren't you afraid of death?" the murderer said fiercely. "The problem is that you can't die. You're holding an empty gun, your 'Gruss' automatic pistol, which holds twenty rounds, and it can kill ten in a second. The power of the hole is really not small, but unfortunately it can only be shot twice, ten shots each time, and it will be exhausted after two times, and you don't care about the bullets." Zhuangye said with a bit of sarcasm.

The killer sneered twice and said, "Zhuangye, you really deserve to be called a cold-faced killer. You are well-informed and I admire you, but this gun probably won't be empty." As he spoke, he quickly drew out Zhuang Ye's gleaming silver pistol, and at the same time opened the safety of the gun. Zhuang Ye smiled and said: "Whoever is the guy who can make it, you can't play with it." As he said that, he rushed straight towards the killer. The killer quickly pulled the trigger, only to hear a "click", and there was no bullet in the magazine.Zhuangye's guns are not always on fire, because his own guns are sometimes taken away by others in accidents, so Zhuangye's guns are never full of bullets, so the first shot must be empty. Of course, he He will not be allowed to fire a second shot, and the second shot will be ejected from the chamber.

Zhuang Ye used his left hand to sweep the gun in the killer's hand, but his right hand slapped the killer's face. This trick is called "little ghost knocking on the door".The killer hurriedly turned his back to avoid the fierce slap, but the gun in his hand was swept away. Since the gun was lost, the killer's advantage was lost, but he was not a third-rate character, so he immediately turned right, protecting his face with his right hand , his left hand went straight to Zhuangye’s weakness, this is called "lion swinging his head", Zhuangye sneered in his heart: "This kind of tricks are also used to play with me." The opponent's left hand attacks.Sure enough, the killer's palm protecting his face suddenly struck at the Tianling Gai in Zhuangyedi like lightning.This move of "slashing Huashan with a knife" is fierce and unstoppable.Unexpectedly, Zhuangye used the "iron pull bridge" to persuade his husband, his body quickly leaned back sharply, and he came up with the "Introduction to the Buddha" move. in hand.Zhuang Ye exerted all his force, and the killer felt numb and weak in his right arm. At the same time, Zhuang Ye made a move of "Overlord Toast" with his left hand. His thumb and middle finger tightly locked the killer's Adam's apple, and the killer immediately felt it was difficult to breathe.Zhuang Ye didn't put the killer to death, he lightly hooked his foot, and the killer was thrown on the ground for a long time and couldn't breathe.

Zhuang Yedong picked up his pistol, sat on the sofa and said, "Now we should have a good talk, who sent you here? Maybe I can spare your life if you tell me." "No Mingsen sent me here." The killer said weakly. "What did he tell you?" "He said that you stole one million dollars from him, and the money is in your home. Let me force you to hand over the money, and then kill you." "How much commission will you get?" "One hundred thousand dollars." "That's a lot of money for you, isn't it?" "Yeah, I've never made that much money."

"We are the same." Zhuangye sighed and said, "Okay, get up." The killer couldn't believe his ears. Just now he had the idea of ​​mortal death, but suddenly things changed dramatically. He stood up slowly. "Sit down." Zhuang Ye pointed to a soft chair by the wall, "Do you want to know how I got this million dollars?" Zhuang Ye asked. The killer blinked and said nothing. "Now let me tell you, this money is the commission that Nominori hired me to kill his father Noda." The killer's eyes widened. "This is news to you, right? I, like you, live by killing people. Now he asks you to kill me for two purposes. One is to silence people, and the other is that he is reluctant to part with the huge sum of one million dollars. .If you really kill me, you will end up dead too, because in Xiangdao, where the monthly salary of each worker is only a few hundred yuan, one hundred thousand dollars is a huge sum, and he will not willingly give it to you. Now I want to make a deal with you, do you agree or not?" "What business?" The killer asked in confusion. "My one million dollars will be added to five, and I will give you half a million. We will kill Ye Mingsen together, and then you and I will fly away. We each have half a million dollars. We will have nothing to worry about for the rest of our lives. Why bother for others?" Fight for profit, fight for kill." The killer pondered for a while and said, "No Mingsen has bodyguards around him to protect him 24 hours a day, so I'm afraid it's not easy to attack." "Don't forget that both of us are professional killers, as long as we cooperate sincerely, we will definitely be able to kill him!" "Well, now I'm at your command," said the killer. "I think there must be your car outside. Let's go to Parrot Villa immediately." "Now?" The killer was taken aback. "That's right, we had more chances before Ye Mingsen knew about your defection." "Okay!" The killer finally nodded. "Here, we will rely on this later." Zhuang Ye handed him the killer's automatic pistol, and the killer loaded the shuttle with bullets again. The two of them drove the car to Parrot Villa through the night. "Will he meet me?" the killer asked. "Yes, Ye Mingsen is most concerned about my life and the money." Zhuang Ye said confidently. The car arrived at Parrot Villa and stopped in front of the electronic iron gate. "Go and ask them to open the iron gate first." Zhuang Ye said, the killer nodded and got out of the car. When the killer walked towards the intercom, Zhuang Ye sat in the driver's seat and rolled down the glass window. The killer calmly picked up the intercom phone, but he didn't tell the people inside to open the iron gate, but turned around suddenly and pointed his gun at Zhuangye. At this distance, as long as the powerful automatic gun shot If the sound rings, the ten Zhuangye will also die to go to the west.However, the moment the killer turned around, gunshots rang out immediately. The killer stared wide-eyed, his face full of panic, and slowly fell to the ground.To the end of his life, he didn't understand how Zhuangye could be so fast, the speed would be unimaginable. It's actually very simple, how could Zhuang Ye easily believe in a killer who wanted to kill him?By the time he moved into the driver's seat and dropped the glass window, the gleaming silver pistol was already aimed at the killer. The killer has no sincerity to cooperate. He may think that killing Ye Mingsen is more dangerous than killing the "cold-faced killer".