Chapter 25 Chapter 24

The world is so fucking unpeaceful, and after just one week, I got a paper bag on a plastic table in a coffee truck, and two guns under the table.Well, two Chinese-made QSG92 pistols. There is a photo album inside the paper bag. There are about a hundred photos in the photo album. They are all boring pictures of family getting along, such as cutting cakes, fishing, graduation ceremonies, stiff group photos, and incomprehensible daily life silhouettes. It is this family of four who has no characteristics and is harmonious. "This man, look carefully." Brother Liu Zheng pointed to the man who often appeared in the photo album, probably the head of the family.

"Um, what else to do besides kill him?" I ate my cheesecake. Brother Liu Zheng closed the photo album with a half-smile. "No, it's not to kill him, it's to kill all the family members of this man." So I came to the community where this man lived and rented an unassuming small suite. This time I had thirty bullets, more than enough within the scope of the mission, but barely acceptable within my desires.It would take less than a minute to kill off the man's family, but it would take a while to accomplish the trivial demands of his employer.I have to be patient.

Yes, in fact, I also think this list is very boring, after all, this man is not a gangster or a big entrepreneur with bodyguards around the clock.He's just an ordinary office worker, and it really doesn't take me to kill a office worker man's family, which upsets me. The real essence of this list is that the parts other than the murder are very complicated and interlocking, so I generously paid the money and let the devils investigate and plan the content of the plan, and I, I just put the album The family members in the house are closely watched to avoid killing the wrong person.Although I don't mind.

After the devil got acquainted with the family's daily schedule and calendar, the devil told me that it was time to go out with a gun.Heck that was two weeks later. I filled the magazine with bullets as fast as I could, walked angrily to the school where the youngest daughter of the target was attending, put on a cartoon mask with shark teeth and walked to the school bus that had just stopped at the time the devil gave me. , and fired a shot at the little daughter who was walking out of the car door. Of course it didn't hit!Heck what's the trouble shooting a little girl I didn't feel nervous at all I certainly didn't hit it!I didn't get hit!I didn't get hit!I had no choice but to take a big step, and when all the students were panicking and screaming, I approached the little girl whose legs were weak from fright and fired two more shots.Of course, I didn't shoot in the face, so as not to mess up the plan in advance.

I have a gun, who dares to stop me?Of course it's a fart. I ran away, and of course I didn't have to worry about my bird on the monitor along the way.I threw away my mask and coat in a garbage can at a right-angle turn, then deliberately walked slowly to a nearby fast food restaurant, and changed into the clothes that the devil had wrapped in plastic bags and put in the toilet in the customer toilet inside, Then take a taxi to the hospital designated by the devil. Not surprisingly, the identification card provided by the devil was hung on my neck, so I easily ignored a bunch of policemen and reporters who were like headless flies in the hospital, and came to the emergency room of the hospital.

There I saw the target and his wife crying and praying outside the emergency room, tears and snot, what a waste.Too bad their older son, who is in high school, hadn't arrived yet, so I went to the hospital staff cafeteria for a nutritious fruit salad meal, and didn't go back to the ER for confirmation until my phone vibrated. Very good, this time the son who is in high school also arrived, his eyes were swollen from crying, and he hugged his parents to cheer each other up. He is a model brother, so I pressed his face while he was going to the bathroom alone. Into the toilet, and blast him in the back with the suppressed pistol.

One shot, two shots, until he stopped struggling. Alas, I also really want to not use the silencer of the motherfucker. It would be perfect if the policemen waiting in the hospital who don’t know where the clues are can hear the gunshots. Now I really want to use a thrilling and chaotic gunfight to remember how many That fatal moment in a Thai church a few months ago. But no.In order to meet the requirements of my employer, I still cannot attract the police to compete with me in target shooting. I used all the toilet paper rolls in the bathroom to wipe off the blood sprayed on the soles of my shoes, but I still failed.After Slimy walked out of the bathroom with bloody footprints, I immediately took the elevator to the Starbucks downstairs to buy a cup of hot latte.

Yes, I paid the devil a decent fee, so I don't have to worry about the monitor in the elevator. When I took the elevator upstairs again, I saw the parents crying and hugging them to death in the toilet Li's son howled, and five or six policemen were scrambling around, not knowing what to do now. They don't know, I do. I put on the doctor’s white robe hanging on the shelf in full view, took out a mask from my pocket and put it on, walked into the emergency room swaggeringly, and fired five shots to kill the doctors and nurses who were rescuing the hapless girl... Maybe it wasn’t true Get rid of it, don't care, the point is that I took a serious shot and let the reincarnation bloom on the little girl's face again.

When I walked out of the hellish emergency room, I saw the target and his wife crying at the end of the corridor. Really, they have been crying and crying all day.And those derelict policemen are far away from them, well, after seeing this scene, I finally couldn't help disrupting the plan given to me by the devils. real!I'm really too lazy to wait for a better time set by the devil! At that time, the target whose eyes were swollen from crying picked up the mobile phone. He didn’t know who he was going to call. In short, it was not God. So I walked over and pulled out the silencer on the barrel. In front of the target, Gave his wife a deafening shot at close range.

In order to avoid a medically meaningless miracle, I sent two more shots. The target stares at me blankly.His face was splashed with blood, his eyes were empty and blank. "The person who hired me asked me to look at you and say that you abandoned her cruelly and said you wanted to build a real home, but after so many years, you got nothing." I slowly relayed the words of the psychopathic employer: "So Is there anything you want me to tell her?" "..." The target looked at me blankly, as if I was a difficult math problem. "No?" I must have frowned: "She treats you too much, why don't you give me a word?"

"..." The target slowly lowered his head, looking at his wife lying in a pool of blood. His lips seemed to be moving desperately, his teeth were chattering, but he was completely speechless. I shrugged, wanting so much to give him the understanding, sympathetic hug that men give to each other. But sympathy is sympathy, I don't have time for this kind of super-expanded interpersonal relationship.So I go. The policemen who finally heard the loud gunshots rushed over. I gave them a good time to draw their guns, but they were very disappointed.When I walked out of the hospital, I only felt that the sun was a little dazzling, and the rest was not worth mentioning. The biggest feeling is... the bullets are not used up!