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Chapter 51 Similar

Zhu Fu Jingguang held his breath and stared at the mission target closely.

The other person is much more lively than the photo, and is now surrounded by reporters, showing a reserved and contented smile.

Layer after layer of flash lights lit up, illuminating the opponent's head clearly.

Too many people.

The mission target almost never appeared completely in the scope. Almost every time it appeared, within less than a second, the face would be immediately blocked by the reporter or secretary.

The only time it happened was for two seconds, the opponent was still close to someone behind him. If he sniped, he would hit another reporter.

It was difficult to snipe, Zhu Fu Jingguang frowned.

Suddenly, as the flash lights lit up one after another, the mission target's body froze as he walked forward, and the crowd following him also paused for no apparent reason.

A red jet of liquid is illuminated.

Almost at the same time, sniper rifle shots rang out.

It was only then that the mission target fell down stiffly.

The crowd had not yet reacted, and it was two or three seconds later before the belated screams started to sound, and even the flashing lights stopped for a moment.

Then it flashes even faster.

Sniper completed?

It was another member of the organization who took action. The other party had no worries and did not care about the other people who appeared in the scope. One blow was fatal.

Zhu Fu Jingguang immediately took back his sniper rifle and planned to retreat.

Before the sniper rifle was stuffed into the bag, a second gunshot rang out in the night sky.

...The other party shot again???

Isn’t the mission target already dead after being shot in the forehead?!

Zhu Fu Jingguang immediately looked towards the mission target.

The bullet hit this time was not the mission target who was shot in the forehead, but the secretary who was subconsciously supporting the mission target.

He looked in the direction where the two gunshots were fired again. The moment he looked there, there was another faint light, and the sound of the sniper rifle rang out again.

The third time.

...What on earth is the other party doing?!

Now that the mission objective has been easily solved, no matter what this temporary teammate does, Zhu Fu Jingguang should retreat immediately.

Anyway, when the other party went crazy and was touched by the police, it had nothing to do with him.

However, he was not really just a member of the organization. He also knew clearly that even if the police arrived as quickly as possible, it would take more than ten minutes for another member of the organization to retreat.

Members of that organization may continue to snipe. Now, the other party is sniping only the bodyguards and secretaries of the mission target.

But there are so many ordinary people on the road...

After hesitating for a moment, Zhu Fu Jingguang immediately took the sniper rifle back into his hand, raised it, and looked in the direction of the fourth gunshot.

From the beginning to the end, the opponent did not change position, but calmly stayed in place and fired, quite like the devil's style of "pointing out troops and generals, and whoever is hit will die."

The fifth sniper shot sounded, and the crowd on the street was completely in a state of panic. Screams sounded one after another, as if they were responding to the sound of the gunfire.

From the scope, Zhu Fu Jingguang saw a bunch of sparks when shooting. He quickly caught his attention, but at the moment when the target was about to be targeted, he suddenly turned over and moved his position.

While rolling, the opponent fired another shot without hesitation, and then melted into the darkness.

Zhu Fu Jingguang only saw a bit of a sniper rifle and a corner of a dark raincoat.

When he caught it again, Zhu Fu Jingguang finally saw the other party.

The other party's whole body was wrapped tightly in a black raincoat, and his face was not exposed.

The upper part of the face was blocked by the brim of the peaked cap, and the part below the eye sockets was blocked by the mask. The eye that was not aimed at the sight was closed.

The thick shadow from the brim of the hat spread over the other person's only exposed eyes, blocking them there and making it impossible to discern any useful information.

Moreover, the opponent's posture is half kneeling on the ground, and the sniper rifle is aimed at this side.

When he caught the other party and dropped the crosshair on him, the other party quietly turned the gun head and dropped the crosshair back as well.

He didn't pull the trigger, and neither did the other party.

After looking at each other politely for a few seconds, the organization members in the scope suddenly turned their heads and disappeared from the sniper scope. At the same time, the seventh gunshot sounded again, deafening.

Zhu Fu Jingguang subconsciously dodged and left his position.

What was a little unexpected, but not so unexpected, was that the other party was not beating him. He looked around and found that eleven people were already lying motionless at the entrance of the Rice Flower Hotel.

Seven bullets, eleven people?

After the gunshot, Zhu Fu Jingguang retreated to the door of the rooftop, put away his sniper rifle, and waited quietly for another minute... There was no more gunfire, and the opponent retreated.

Zhu Fu Jingguang estimated the time. The police should still be on the road now. They would arrive in about seven or eight minutes. At the same time, someone would set up roadblocks to check pedestrians and vehicles.

A very serious case involving a public sniper attack and the death of eleven people will definitely become more popular recently.

If you were caught at this time, it would be too embarrassing.

He put on a backpack disguised as a musical instrument bag, quickly went downstairs, and began to evacuate further away.

After walking on the road for about five or six minutes, I saw several police cars hurriedly passing by the corner in front.

Looking at the direction, those police cars were rushing to the sniper spot where members of that organization were located. Five or six minutes had passed, and the other party must have evacuated.

After walking a little further, there were roadblocks set up in front of them, and traffic police were checking each car one by one. Zhu Fu Jingguang took a look at it from a distance, then turned around without hesitation and walked around the path to a place with more people.

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Not far from the Mihua Hotel, there is a very lively shopping mall, and in the middle of them, there is a lively snack street. Zhu Fu Jingguang once went there when he was in the police academy.

Now entering the snack street with a different identity, he paused for a moment and continued walking as usual.

Compared to the Rice Krispies Hotel, this place was too far away. At most, I heard a few gunshots and muttered something about fireworks being set off somewhere. I had no idea that a sniper was nearby, and he even shot eleven people.

There were also many ordinary people walking on the streets talking and laughing, including groups of friends and couples.

While walking quickly, Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his head and glanced forward, then subconsciously stopped.

There was a small stall selling handmade ice cream in front, and a black-haired boy who must have not reached the legal age of majority was standing there.

The stall owner enthusiastically scooped up some ice cream with a spoon and handed it to the black-haired boy. The boy took it with his left hand, took a bite, blinked and said something.

Judging from the stall owner's next actions, the black-haired boy must have said he wanted to buy it.

It's strange. This black-haired boy is obviously an ordinary person. He doesn't even know that a sniper attack occurred not far away. He must be a minor who sneaked out of the house for a walk.

But when he hurriedly glanced over, Zhu Fu Jingguang had a subtle feeling and subconsciously focused his eyes on it.

If his vision were like threads, then there was a nail on the black-haired boy's body, which severely nailed the spreading threads.

The other party seemed to be aware of it, raised his head and glanced this way, and looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang.
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