I went to the hospital according to the address given, and I could see the police patrolling at the gate.
Then he dragged it into the toilet cubicle and placed it on top of the toilet.
Then he walked out of the elevator, ran to the target's room, and knocked on the door.
The second news is that the male version of Zhou Keer committed suicide and committed suicide in suspicious circumstances.
I opened the red dot network again, and the red amount returned to normal.
No police officers pay attention to the identities of people entering the hospital.
This feeling was not as good as I imagined. The dream of a professional killer came true at this moment.
I went up to the rooftop of the emergency room on the other side and set up my sniper rifle.
It seemed that the master must be inside. I observed it for a long time.
I targeted the building where he had his office.
"Should we talk about my two hundred million?" I said.
"Damn it, your plan was so perfect. A broken leg was exchanged for 200 million." My best friend pushed my wheelchair forward slowly.
I slowly stood up and straightened my clothes.
"Well, can you do me a favor?" I said.
But he found that the floor where he worked was very high and there were no other buildings side by side.
Everyone who enters will be asked to check their identity. It seems that anyone who is from Country C will be taken away for interrogation.
But right now I don't have much time at all.
I took a car and went to the hospital where my master was staying. The originally heavily guarded hospital had fewer police officers.
The whole thing was so mysterious to me.
I wrote it down silently.
Although I have darkened my skin now, you can still spot the clues if you look closely.
That is two hundred and twenty meters.
It seemed that the master must be inside. I observed it for a long time.
One is where he works and the other is his home.
He took out the gloves and ether from the bag.
Finding these is easy, as the entire company's website is filled with loans.
It seems to be similar to my thinking. If you want to save someone, you must kill another one.
I walked in slowly, as easily as a delivery boy.
And it requires a lot of publicity.
I looked in the mirror for a long time and made sure there were no obvious marks on my body.
Follow the surveillance blind spot to the bathroom on the top floor.
There is no chance of sniping, so we have to sneak in.
This feeling was not as good as I imagined. The dream of a professional killer came true at this moment.
He opened the book about the person he wanted to kill this time.
Because the killer was soon found to have jumped to his death.
Follow the surveillance blind spot to the bathroom on the top floor.
A project manager has no clue.
He said to his best friend: "You should stop doing this business as soon as you get the money. Nothing else you can do is better than this. Remember, give the money out for me, don't keep it all yourself."
He took out the phone card and broke it into pieces.
After opening the map and looking at it for a long time, I excluded his house.
I hung up the phone and transferred all the money on the card to my best friend.
Originally, it took at least a week to a month to prepare before an assassination.
There is still about 30,000 yuan in the account, which is the money to kill the project manager.
Moisten the towel with ether.
Taking a deep breath, he stood up slowly and touched the direction of the wind.
But right now I don't have much time at all.
"You must have seen too much 007. You just asked a lot of questions. I almost said I didn't know. When I got into the details of the case, I said I had a headache." I said.
Taking a deep breath, he stood up slowly and touched the direction of the wind.
one year later.
I hung up the phone and formatted the phone.
"Hey, you did a great job. I wrote a lot of news anonymously for you and posted it on various websites. You will be back safely in a few weeks." The best friend said with a smile.
I targeted the building where he had his office.
I saw the rooftop of the emergency room on the other side.
Observed the clues left behind.
"Did they ask you anything? Was there torture? Candid water, polygraph, anything?"
One is that the mysterious killer reappears, committing murder and suicide in disguise to frame the crime.
One is that the mysterious killer reappears, committing murder and suicide in disguise to frame the crime.
Reluctantly, I checked the details of this company.
He opened the book about the person he wanted to kill this time.
Then he dragged it into the toilet cubicle and placed it on top of the toilet.
One is where he works and the other is his home.
I slowly stood up and straightened my clothes.
"What do you say?" asked the best friend.
On the surface it is an investment company, but in fact it is a loan shark.
…
Then he went down the stairs from the top floor to the 11th floor where the target was.
A project manager has no clue.
I wrote it down silently.
After opening the map and looking at it for a long time, I excluded his house.
The top floor was exceptionally quiet, and the police didn't even look for it.
He pointed the gun at the head of the master in the intensive care unit and blocked the flight.
There was only a spare sniper rifle and a pistol on hand.
Living in a small villa in a slum, even if you were killed, you probably wouldn't be discovered for three or four days.
And the first person to be shot with a sniper was actually his own master.
"Don't laugh at me, I really wanted to jump off the building." I said.
I flushed the takeaway down the toilet.
There was almost no one here, so I squatted in the toilet to look for opportunities.
There are no police outside, but obviously there is still the ward where the master is being supervised.
There was a gunshot. This was the first time I killed someone with a sniper gun.
But this time, I had to let everyone know.
After a beep, he was picked up immediately.
After both parties finished dressing, I straightened his collar.
"Well, can you do me a favor?" I said.
I opened the red dot network again, and the red amount returned to normal.
And it requires a lot of publicity.
But this time, I had to let everyone know.
However, I received a warning letter from Red Dot, telling me not to use this kind of suicide disguised as a homicide.
Observing the layout of the house and the placement of the monitors.
Then he went down the stairs from the top floor to the 11th floor where the target was.
I targeted the building where he had his office.
Everyone who enters will be asked to check their identity. It seems that anyone who is from Country C will be taken away for interrogation.
It seemed that the master must be inside. I observed it for a long time.
Both stories were written anonymously by me.
Then I took the order using my account.
And it requires a lot of publicity.
I just saw about two pieces of news filling the page.
He opened the book about the person he wanted to kill this time.
But he found that the floor where he worked was very high and there were no other buildings side by side.
I walked in slowly, as easily as a delivery boy.
He quickly ran towards the toilet in the direction of the crowd.
I put my phone on silent and scrolled through Twitter.
There is no chance of sniping, so we have to sneak in.
I walked in slowly, as easily as a delivery boy.
Then he walked out of the elevator, ran to the target's room, and knocked on the door.
"Don't laugh at me, I really wanted to jump off the building." I said.
But right now I don't have much time at all.
The top floor was exceptionally quiet, and the police didn't even look for it.
The ether I had prepared long ago covered his mouth and nose and suffocated him to the ground.
I opened the red dot network again, and the red amount returned to normal.
"Damn it, your plan was so perfect. A broken leg was exchanged for 200 million." My best friend pushed my wheelchair forward slowly.
There was only a spare sniper rifle and a pistol on hand.
In the three years I have been a killer, I have almost never used a sniper rifle.
Try not to look at the monitor in the elevator, making yourself look like a psycho.
The second news is that the male version of Zhou Keer committed suicide and committed suicide in suspicious circumstances.
There is no chance of sniping, so we have to sneak in.
Reluctantly, I checked the details of this company.
I took a car and went to the hospital where my master was staying. The originally heavily guarded hospital had fewer police officers.
Moisten the towel with ether.
But he found that the floor where he worked was very high and there were no other buildings side by side.
I hung up the phone and transferred all the money on the card to my best friend.
Observing the layout of the house and the placement of the monitors.
"If I were dead, wouldn't I be dead now? You can't afford it. I'll give you half of it when we meet." I jumped up from the wheelchair.
Reluctantly, I checked the details of this company.
On the surface it is an investment company, but in fact it is a loan shark.
After taking a rough look, the layout of the 11th floor is similar to that of the top floor.
I targeted the building where he had his office.
However, I received a warning letter from Red Dot, telling me not to use this kind of suicide disguised as a homicide.
Finding these is easy, as the entire company's website is filled with loans.
Follow the surveillance blind spot to the bathroom on the top floor.
one year later.
But this time, I had to let everyone know.
I looked in the mirror for a long time and made sure there were no obvious marks on my body.
I bought a takeaway on the street, put on a mask and walked in.
"Oh, and what's my master's name?" I said.
I targeted the building where he had his office.
I hung up the phone and formatted the phone.
But right now I don't have much time at all.
After opening the map and looking at it for a long time, I excluded his house.
The whole thing was so mysterious to me.
I walked in slowly, as easily as a delivery boy.
I saw the rooftop of the emergency room on the other side.
I wiped the blood stains on my clothes a little, then crouched down and followed the crowd and ran out.
But he found that the floor where he worked was very high and there were no other buildings side by side.
I took a car and went to the hospital where my master was staying. The originally heavily guarded hospital had fewer police officers.
He said to his best friend: "You should stop doing this business as soon as you get the money. Nothing else you can do is better than this. Remember, give the money out for me, don't keep it all yourself."
I pressed the elevator directly on the top floor and walked around on the waiting floor.
After opening the map and looking at it for a long time, I excluded his house.
He said to his best friend: "You should stop doing this business as soon as you get the money. Nothing else you can do is better than this. Remember, give the money out for me, don't keep it all yourself."
But right now I don't have much time at all.
And I withdrew the money and put it into a bank card from a Swiss bank that I had prepared a long time ago.
"Should we talk about my two hundred million?" I said.
A project manager has no clue.
He opened the book about the person he wanted to kill this time.
Observing the layout of the house and the placement of the monitors.
I kicked open the bathroom door, took off my clothes and put them back on the black man.
The top floor was exceptionally quiet, and the police didn't even look for it.
"What do you say?" asked the best friend.
In the three years I have been a killer, I have almost never used a sniper rifle.
For half an hour, only about three or four straight Tibetan people came in to use the toilet.
After both parties finished dressing, I straightened his collar.
Try not to look at the monitor in the elevator, making yourself look like a psycho.
I wrote it down silently.
Living in a small villa in a slum, even if you were killed, you probably wouldn't be discovered for three or four days.
Reluctantly, I checked the details of this company.
Then he went down the stairs from the top floor to the 11th floor where the target was.
Airport in H city of country C, international flight pick-up hall.
…
However, I received a warning letter from Red Dot, telling me not to use this kind of suicide disguised as a homicide.
After taking a rough look, the layout of the 11th floor is similar to that of the top floor.
While everyone was exclaiming what was going on, I was taking my clothes off leisurely.
When I arrived at the elevator, I started walking in and out.
I followed the two blind corners of the surveillance camera and hid in the toilet.
I adjusted the angle and found the room where the master was.
"Aren't you worried about me as a person? Hey, Han Dong, what do you mean by this?" shouted his best friend.
Airport in H city of country C, international flight pick-up hall.
A project manager has no clue.
There was almost no one here, so I squatted in the toilet to look for opportunities.
"Damn it, four hundred million. Is this assassination money? Why give it all away? It's okay if you keep some. I didn't do anything, why did you give me two hundred million?" said his best friend with a smile.
But none of it was what I expected, until the fourth person who came in happened to be black.
I opened the red dot network again, and the red amount returned to normal.
I put my phone on silent and scrolled through Twitter.
But this time, I had to let everyone know.
I went up to the rooftop of the emergency room on the other side and set up my sniper rifle.
I made a call to my best friend.
That is two hundred and twenty meters.
I flushed the takeaway down the toilet.
Originally, it took at least a week to a month to prepare before an assassination.
There was a gunshot. This was the first time I killed someone with a sniper gun.
I wrote it down silently.
"Hey, you did a great job. I wrote a lot of news anonymously for you and posted it on various websites. You will be back safely in a few weeks." The best friend said with a smile.
Originally, it took at least a week to a month to prepare before an assassination.
He took out the gloves and ether from the bag.
I returned to the hotel at night and spent almost half an hour rubbing off the marks left by the marker on my body.
…
Observed the clues left behind.
The height and hairstyle are very suitable.
I put my phone on silent and scrolled through Twitter.
For half an hour, only about three or four straight Tibetan people came in to use the toilet.
And the first person to be shot with a sniper was actually his own master.
"Did they ask you anything? Was there torture? Candid water, polygraph, anything?"
The intensive care unit was not far from me, but it was difficult to get in.
Then I took the order using my account.
In the three years I have been a killer, I have almost never used a sniper rifle.
I followed the two blind corners of the surveillance camera and hid in the toilet.
"Damn it, your plan was so perfect. A broken leg was exchanged for 200 million." My best friend pushed my wheelchair forward slowly.
But none of it was what I expected, until the fourth person who came in happened to be black.
"After checking carefully, your master's name is Wang Shanshui. I can't tell. No wonder he knows how to handle a gun after being a soldier." The best friend said with a sigh.
"You must have seen too much 007. You just asked a lot of questions. I almost said I didn't know. When I got into the details of the case, I said I had a headache." I said.
I spent 30,000 to apply for the assassination of Wang Shanshui, an elevator decorator in City H, Country C.
He straightened his suit collar and walked out of the door.
Then he dragged it into the toilet cubicle and placed it on top of the toilet.
Reluctantly, I checked the details of this company.
One is that the mysterious killer reappears, committing murder and suicide in disguise to frame the crime.
The height and hairstyle are very suitable.
While everyone was exclaiming what was going on, I was taking my clothes off leisurely.
A project manager has no clue.
Within a few minutes, the D-level assassination mission came out.
When I arrived at the elevator, I started walking in and out.
There was a gunshot. This was the first time I killed someone with a sniper gun.
The intensive care unit was not far from me, but it was difficult to get in.
Moisten the towel with ether.
"Damn it, your plan was so perfect. A broken leg was exchanged for 200 million." My best friend pushed my wheelchair forward slowly.
Then he went down the stairs from the top floor to the 11th floor where the target was.
I looked in the mirror for a long time and made sure there were no obvious marks on my body.
I went to the hospital according to the address given, and I could see the police patrolling at the gate.
"After checking carefully, your master's name is Wang Shanshui. I can't tell. No wonder he knows how to handle a gun after being a soldier." The best friend said with a sigh.
The moment the target opened the door, I pulled out my pistol and fired off the magazine.
Come out of the toilet and push him to the ground from behind.
I flushed the takeaway down the toilet.
I hung up the phone and formatted the phone.
The ether I had prepared long ago covered his mouth and nose and suffocated him to the ground.
Try not to look at the monitor in the elevator, making yourself look like a psycho.
There is no chance of sniping, so we have to sneak in.
He straightened his suit collar and walked out of the door.
The sound of gunfire attracted the attention of almost the entire floor. Some people hid in the room, some fled in all directions, and one after another came out of the room and ran towards the safe exit.
But none of it was what I expected, until the fourth person who came in happened to be black.
I wrote it down silently.
He took out the gloves and ether from the bag.
The intensive care unit was not far from me, but it was difficult to get in.
Then he dragged it into the toilet cubicle and placed it on top of the toilet.
I just saw about two pieces of news filling the page.
Both stories were written anonymously by me.
Then he dragged it into the toilet cubicle and placed it on top of the toilet.
He took his fingerprints with the pistol at the ready.
I made a call to my best friend.
He pointed the gun at the head of the master in the intensive care unit and blocked the flight.
The top floor was exceptionally quiet, and the police didn't even look for it.
I started to focus on the windows of the critical ward and looked over one by one.
There are no police outside, but obviously there is still the ward where the master is being supervised.
"Oh, and what's my master's name?" I said.
Take off his clothes and put them on yourself.
Originally, it took at least a week to a month to prepare before an assassination.
"Well, can you do me a favor?" I said.
I spent 30,000 to apply for the assassination of Wang Shanshui, an elevator decorator in City H, Country C.
Then he locked the toilet door and climbed out from above.
"Damn it, are your legs all fake?"
Both stories were written anonymously by me.
"If I were dead, wouldn't I be dead now? You can't afford it. I'll give you half of it when we meet." I jumped up from the wheelchair.
The height and hairstyle are very suitable.
The ether I had prepared long ago covered his mouth and nose and suffocated him to the ground.
He straightened his suit collar and walked out of the door.
"Oh, and what's my master's name?" I said.
Then he walked out of the elevator, ran to the target's room, and knocked on the door.
I made a call to my best friend.
It seems to be similar to my thinking. If you want to save someone, you must kill another one.
When I arrived at the elevator, I started walking in and out.
Originally, it took at least a week to a month to prepare before an assassination.
Then he went down the stairs from the top floor to the 11th floor where the target was.
I pressed the elevator directly on the top floor and walked around on the waiting floor.
After taking a look at the police car roaring downstairs, I pushed him out of the bathroom window on the eleventh floor.
A project manager has no clue.
There is no chance of sniping, so we have to sneak in.
There was a gunshot. This was the first time I killed someone with a sniper gun.
It wasn't until late in the evening that all police officers left.
Try not to look at the monitor in the elevator, making yourself look like a psycho.
"You must have seen too much 007. You just asked a lot of questions. I almost said I didn't know. When I got into the details of the case, I said I had a headache." I said.
"Don't laugh at me, I really wanted to jump off the building." I said.
Come out of the toilet and push him to the ground from behind.
I entered the hospital easily and looked at the floor plan of the hospital in the hall.
Having prepared everything, he leaned down, took off his gloves and held the sniper rifle.
Airport in H city of country C, international flight pick-up hall.
"Should we talk about my two hundred million?" I said.
I took a car and went to the hospital where my master was staying. The originally heavily guarded hospital had fewer police officers.
Then he walked out of the elevator, ran to the target's room, and knocked on the door.
I followed the two blind corners of the surveillance camera and hid in the toilet.
I entered the hospital easily and looked at the floor plan of the hospital in the hall.
Then he turned around and walked out calmly.
"Damn it, four hundred million. Is this assassination money? Why give it all away? It's okay if you keep some. I didn't do anything, why did you give me two hundred million?" said his best friend with a smile.
And the first person to be shot with a sniper was actually his own master.
I went to the hospital according to the address given, and I could see the police patrolling at the gate.
I walked in slowly, as easily as a delivery boy.
The moment the target opened the door, I pulled out my pistol and fired off the magazine.
I listened to the police radio, followed by the lockdown of the building.
He said to his best friend: "You should stop doing this business as soon as you get the money. Nothing else you can do is better than this. Remember, give the money out for me, don't keep it all yourself."
"If I were dead, wouldn't I be dead now? You can't afford it. I'll give you half of it when we meet." I jumped up from the wheelchair.
I went up to the rooftop of the emergency room on the other side and set up my sniper rifle.
Although I have darkened my skin now, you can still spot the clues if you look closely.
The second news is that the male version of Zhou Keer committed suicide and committed suicide in suspicious circumstances.
Immediately after gunshots were fired, I threw the pistol on the spot.
Take off his clothes and put them on yourself.
Immediately after gunshots were fired, I threw the pistol on the spot.
And it requires a lot of publicity.
I hung up the phone and formatted the phone.
"Damn it, four hundred million. Is this assassination money? Why give it all away? It's okay if you keep some. I didn't do anything, why did you give me two hundred million?" said his best friend with a smile.
He pointed the gun at the head of the master in the intensive care unit and blocked the flight.
After opening the map and looking at it for a long time, I excluded his house.
There is no chance of sniping, so we have to sneak in.
The sound of gunfire attracted the attention of almost the entire floor. Some people hid in the room, some fled in all directions, and one after another came out of the room and ran towards the safe exit.
I returned to the hotel at night and spent almost half an hour rubbing off the marks left by the marker on my body.
Because the killer was soon found to have jumped to his death.
There was only a spare sniper rifle and a pistol on hand.
Follow the surveillance blind spot to the bathroom on the top floor.
Jump down from the hospital rooftop.
I wiped the blood stains on my clothes a little, then crouched down and followed the crowd and ran out.
"Well, can you do me a favor?" I said.
"Hey, you did a great job. I wrote a lot of news anonymously for you and posted it on various websites. You will be back safely in a few weeks." The best friend said with a smile.
After both parties finished dressing, I straightened his collar.
Jump down from the hospital rooftop.
It seems to be similar to my thinking. If you want to save someone, you must kill another one.
I returned to the hotel at night and spent almost half an hour rubbing off the marks left by the marker on my body.
Observing the layout of the house and the placement of the monitors.
Jump down from the hospital rooftop.
He quickly ran towards the toilet in the direction of the crowd.
I saw the rooftop of the emergency room on the other side.
I kicked open the bathroom door, took off my clothes and put them back on the black man.
"Should we talk about my two hundred million?" I said.
The whole thing was so mysterious to me.
The intensive care unit was not far from me, but it was difficult to get in.
He said to his best friend: "You should stop doing this business as soon as you get the money. Nothing else you can do is better than this. Remember, give the money out for me, don't keep it all yourself."
While everyone was exclaiming what was going on, I was taking my clothes off leisurely.
"I transferred about 400 million to your card. You get half of the money in it. Remember the number I gave you. You can find a way to transfer the other half of the money to someone else's card. Can you do it?" I said. said.
I targeted the building where he had his office.
"Should we talk about my two hundred million?" I said.
In the three years I have been a killer, I have almost never used a sniper rifle.
I kicked open the bathroom door, took off my clothes and put them back on the black man.
"Don't laugh at me, I really wanted to jump off the building." I said.
The whole thing was so mysterious to me.
After both parties finished dressing, I straightened his collar.
But he found that the floor where he worked was very high and there were no other buildings side by side.
Having prepared everything, he leaned down, took off his gloves and held the sniper rifle.
After taking a look at the police car roaring downstairs, I pushed him out of the bathroom window on the eleventh floor.
Jump down from the hospital rooftop.
I bought a takeaway on the street, put on a mask and walked in.
Then he turned around and walked out calmly.
There is still about 30,000 yuan in the account, which is the money to kill the project manager.
I wiped the blood stains on my clothes a little, then crouched down and followed the crowd and ran out.
Follow the surveillance blind spot to the bathroom on the top floor.
I returned to the hotel at night and spent almost half an hour rubbing off the marks left by the marker on my body.
I spent 30,000 to apply for the assassination of Wang Shanshui, an elevator decorator in City H, Country C.
"Should we talk about my two hundred million?" I said.
But he found that the floor where he worked was very high and there were no other buildings side by side.
I put my phone on silent and scrolled through Twitter.
"Don't laugh at me, I really wanted to jump off the building." I said.
I put my phone on silent and scrolled through Twitter.
And the first person to be shot with a sniper was actually his own master.
Immediately after gunshots were fired, I threw the pistol on the spot.
He opened the book about the person he wanted to kill this time.
There is still about 30,000 yuan in the account, which is the money to kill the project manager.
I wiped the blood stains on my clothes a little, then crouched down and followed the crowd and ran out.
I hung up the phone and formatted the phone.
I listened to the police radio, followed by the lockdown of the building.
Immediately after gunshots were fired, I threw the pistol on the spot.
Jump down from the hospital rooftop.
For half an hour, only about three or four straight Tibetan people came in to use the toilet.
But none of it was what I expected, until the fourth person who came in happened to be black.
The top floor was exceptionally quiet, and the police didn't even look for it.
And I withdrew the money and put it into a bank card from a Swiss bank that I had prepared a long time ago.
And the first person to be shot with a sniper was actually his own master.
Having prepared everything, he leaned down, took off his gloves and held the sniper rifle.
"Well, can you do me a favor?" I said.
"Should we talk about my two hundred million?" I said.
Because the killer was soon found to have jumped to his death.
"Damn it, your plan was so perfect. A broken leg was exchanged for 200 million." My best friend pushed my wheelchair forward slowly.
It wasn't until late in the evening that all police officers left.
Then he locked the toilet door and climbed out from above.
It wasn't until late in the evening that all police officers left.
The intensive care unit was not far from me, but it was difficult to get in.
"Anyway, this case is already a mystery. You don't know what the Internet says about it. This Thirty-six Degrees Nine is already the world's number one killer."
I just saw about two pieces of news filling the page.
Reluctantly, I checked the details of this company.
When I arrived at the elevator, I started walking in and out.
I spent 30,000 to apply for the assassination of Wang Shanshui, an elevator decorator in City H, Country C.
One is that the mysterious killer reappears, committing murder and suicide in disguise to frame the crime.
Taking a deep breath, he stood up slowly and touched the direction of the wind.
"You must have seen too much 007. You just asked a lot of questions. I almost said I didn't know. When I got into the details of the case, I said I had a headache." I said.
I wrote it down silently.
The second news is that the male version of Zhou Keer committed suicide and committed suicide in suspicious circumstances.
One is where he works and the other is his home.
On the surface it is an investment company, but in fact it is a loan shark.
There was only a spare sniper rifle and a pistol on hand.
I spent 30,000 to apply for the assassination of Wang Shanshui, an elevator decorator in City H, Country C.
When I arrived at the elevator, I started walking in and out.
Observing the layout of the house and the placement of the monitors.
Both stories were written anonymously by me.
The ether I had prepared long ago covered his mouth and nose and suffocated him to the ground.
But this time, I had to let everyone know.
Airport in H city of country C, international flight pick-up hall.
When I arrived at the elevator, I started walking in and out.
One step, two steps, a total of four hundred and sixty-three steps.
"Didn't you say you gave me all the 200 million?"
The whole thing was so mysterious to me.
"After checking carefully, your master's name is Wang Shanshui. I can't tell. No wonder he knows how to handle a gun after being a soldier." The best friend said with a sigh.
He said to his best friend: "You should stop doing this business as soon as you get the money. Nothing else you can do is better than this. Remember, give the money out for me, don't keep it all yourself."
I opened the red dot network again, and the red amount returned to normal.
The sound of gunfire attracted the attention of almost the entire floor. Some people hid in the room, some fled in all directions, and one after another came out of the room and ran towards the safe exit.
However, I received a warning letter from Red Dot, telling me not to use this kind of suicide disguised as a homicide.
There are no police outside, but obviously there is still the ward where the master is being supervised.
But he found that the floor where he worked was very high and there were no other buildings side by side.
I opened the red dot network again, and the red amount returned to normal.
"I transferred about 400 million to your card. You get half of the money in it. Remember the number I gave you. You can find a way to transfer the other half of the money to someone else's card. Can you do it?" I said. said.
Moisten the towel with ether.
However, I received a warning letter from Red Dot, telling me not to use this kind of suicide disguised as a homicide.
I put my phone on silent and scrolled through Twitter.
There is still about 30,000 yuan in the account, which is the money to kill the project manager.
"Did they ask you anything? Was there torture? Candid water, polygraph, anything?"
I opened the red dot network again, and the red amount returned to normal.
But right now I don't have much time at all.
There was a gunshot. This was the first time I killed someone with a sniper gun.
After taking a rough look, the layout of the 11th floor is similar to that of the top floor.
And I withdrew the money and put it into a bank card from a Swiss bank that I had prepared a long time ago.
I walked in slowly, as easily as a delivery boy.
I saw the rooftop of the emergency room on the other side.
I started to focus on the windows of the critical ward and looked over one by one.
Both stories were written anonymously by me.
I took a car and went to the hospital where my master was staying. The originally heavily guarded hospital had fewer police officers.
However, I received a warning letter from Red Dot, telling me not to use this kind of suicide disguised as a homicide.
"Damn it, four hundred million. Is this assassination money? Why give it all away? It's okay if you keep some. I didn't do anything, why did you give me two hundred million?" said his best friend with a smile.
Take off his clothes and put them on yourself.
I returned to the hotel at night and spent almost half an hour rubbing off the marks left by the marker on my body.
I returned to the hotel at night and spent almost half an hour rubbing off the marks left by the marker on my body.
"Aren't you worried about me as a person? Hey, Han Dong, what do you mean by this?" shouted his best friend.
One step, two steps, a total of four hundred and sixty-three steps.
Then he turned around and walked out calmly.
He opened the book about the person he wanted to kill this time.
I looked in the mirror for a long time and made sure there were no obvious marks on my body.
Immediately after gunshots were fired, I threw the pistol on the spot.
In the three years I have been a killer, I have almost never used a sniper rifle.
It wasn't until late in the evening that all police officers left.
The moment the target opened the door, I pulled out my pistol and fired off the magazine.
No police officers pay attention to the identities of people entering the hospital.
one year later.
I took a car and went to the hospital where my master was staying. The originally heavily guarded hospital had fewer police officers.
But none of it was what I expected, until the fourth person who came in happened to be black.
Airport in H city of country C, international flight pick-up hall.
He quickly ran towards the toilet in the direction of the crowd.
Then he turned around and walked out calmly.
No police officers pay attention to the identities of people entering the hospital.
And the first person to be shot with a sniper was actually his own master.
After taking a rough look, the layout of the 11th floor is similar to that of the top floor.
There is still about 30,000 yuan in the account, which is the money to kill the project manager.
He quickly ran towards the toilet in the direction of the crowd.
No police officers pay attention to the identities of people entering the hospital.
I kicked open the bathroom door, took off my clothes and put them back on the black man.
Within a few minutes, the D-level assassination mission came out.
I entered the hospital easily and looked at the floor plan of the hospital in the hall.
Originally, it took at least a week to a month to prepare before an assassination.
The call from my best friend came in almost the next moment.
One is that the mysterious killer reappears, committing murder and suicide in disguise to frame the crime.
The intensive care unit was not far from me, but it was difficult to get in.
I returned to the hotel at night and spent almost half an hour rubbing off the marks left by the marker on my body.
He straightened his suit collar and walked out of the door.
In the three years I have been a killer, I have almost never used a sniper rifle.
He said to his best friend: "You should stop doing this business as soon as you get the money. Nothing else you can do is better than this. Remember, give the money out for me, don't keep it all yourself."
Taking a deep breath, he stood up slowly and touched the direction of the wind.
A project manager has no clue.
The intensive care unit was not far from me, but it was difficult to get in.
There are no police outside, but obviously there is still the ward where the master is being supervised.
I hung up the phone and formatted the phone.
I just saw about two pieces of news filling the page.
The whole thing was so mysterious to me.
No police officers pay attention to the identities of people entering the hospital.
I saw the rooftop of the emergency room on the other side.
After taking a look at the police car roaring downstairs, I pushed him out of the bathroom window on the eleventh floor.
I made a call to my best friend.
Immediately after gunshots were fired, I threw the pistol on the spot.
He pointed the gun at the head of the master in the intensive care unit and blocked the flight.
He took his fingerprints with the pistol at the ready.
This feeling was not as good as I imagined. The dream of a professional killer came true at this moment.
After opening the map and looking at it for a long time, I excluded his house.
This feeling was not as good as I imagined. The dream of a professional killer came true at this moment.
One step, two steps, a total of four hundred and sixty-three steps.
"You must have seen too much 007. You just asked a lot of questions. I almost said I didn't know. When I got into the details of the case, I said I had a headache." I said.
One is where he works and the other is his home.
Because the killer was soon found to have jumped to his death.
The intensive care unit was not far from me, but it was difficult to get in.
That is two hundred and twenty meters.
"Damn it, your plan was so perfect. A broken leg was exchanged for 200 million." My best friend pushed my wheelchair forward slowly.
I returned to the hotel at night and spent almost half an hour rubbing off the marks left by the marker on my body.
I went up to the rooftop of the emergency room on the other side and set up my sniper rifle.
Taking a deep breath, he stood up slowly and touched the direction of the wind.
I entered the hospital easily and looked at the floor plan of the hospital in the hall.
I started to focus on the windows of the critical ward and looked over one by one.
I made a call to my best friend.
And it requires a lot of publicity.
That is two hundred and twenty meters.
In the three years I have been a killer, I have almost never used a sniper rifle.
Then he locked the toilet door and climbed out from above.
The intensive care unit was not far from me, but it was difficult to get in.
"Damn it, four hundred million. Is this assassination money? Why give it all away? It's okay if you keep some. I didn't do anything, why did you give me two hundred million?" said his best friend with a smile.
It seems to be similar to my thinking. If you want to save someone, you must kill another one.
And the first person to be shot with a sniper was actually his own master.
After taking a look at the police car roaring downstairs, I pushed him out of the bathroom window on the eleventh floor.
Taking a deep breath, he stood up slowly and touched the direction of the wind.
"You must have seen too much 007. You just asked a lot of questions. I almost said I didn't know. When I got into the details of the case, I said I had a headache." I said.
I adjusted the angle and found the room where the master was.
Having prepared everything, he leaned down, took off his gloves and held the sniper rifle.
…
Observed the clues left behind.
I made a call to my best friend.
He straightened his suit collar and walked out of the door.
I spent 30,000 to apply for the assassination of Wang Shanshui, an elevator decorator in City H, Country C.
Then he walked out of the elevator, ran to the target's room, and knocked on the door.
Then I took the order using my account.
"Don't laugh at me, I really wanted to jump off the building." I said.
The public channel has been maxed out.
After a beep, he was picked up immediately.
"Hey, you did a great job. I wrote a lot of news anonymously for you and posted it on various websites. You will be back safely in a few weeks." The best friend said with a smile.
I listened to the police radio, followed by the lockdown of the building.
That is two hundred and twenty meters.
Finding these is easy, as the entire company's website is filled with loans.
"What do you say?" asked the best friend.
"Hey, you did a great job. I wrote a lot of news anonymously for you and posted it on various websites. You will be back safely in a few weeks." The best friend said with a smile.
While everyone was exclaiming what was going on, I was taking my clothes off leisurely.
I adjusted the angle and found the room where the master was.
Jump down from the hospital rooftop.
Then he went down the stairs from the top floor to the 11th floor where the target was.
"Don't laugh at me, I really wanted to jump off the building." I said.
I pressed the elevator directly on the top floor and walked around on the waiting floor.
"Well, can you do me a favor?" I said.
Then he turned around and walked out calmly.
Then he turned around and walked out calmly.
I made a call to my best friend.
One step, two steps, a total of four hundred and sixty-three steps.
He straightened his suit collar and walked out of the door.
I entered the hospital easily and looked at the floor plan of the hospital in the hall.
The whole thing was so mysterious to me.
"What do you say?" asked the best friend.
He took out the phone card and broke it into pieces.
He took out the gloves and ether from the bag.
I saw the rooftop of the emergency room on the other side.
Originally, it took at least a week to a month to prepare before an assassination.
"I transferred about 400 million to your card. You get half of the money in it. Remember the number I gave you. You can find a way to transfer the other half of the money to someone else's card. Can you do it?" I said. said.
Jump down from the hospital rooftop.
Both stories were written anonymously by me.
He took out the phone card and broke it into pieces.
And the first person to be shot with a sniper was actually his own master.
There is still about 30,000 yuan in the account, which is the money to kill the project manager.
"Damn it, four hundred million. Is this assassination money? Why give it all away? It's okay if you keep some. I didn't do anything, why did you give me two hundred million?" said his best friend with a smile.
Then he dragged it into the toilet cubicle and placed it on top of the toilet.
Having prepared everything, he leaned down, took off his gloves and held the sniper rifle.
I walked in slowly, as easily as a delivery boy.
"You must have seen too much 007. You just asked a lot of questions. I almost said I didn't know. When I got into the details of the case, I said I had a headache." I said.
I went to the hospital according to the address given, and I could see the police patrolling at the gate.
Observing the layout of the house and the placement of the monitors.
There was a gunshot. This was the first time I killed someone with a sniper gun.
I wiped the blood stains on my clothes a little, then crouched down and followed the crowd and ran out.
Taking a deep breath, he stood up slowly and touched the direction of the wind.
Originally, it took at least a week to a month to prepare before an assassination.
"Damn it, four hundred million. Is this assassination money? Why give it all away? It's okay if you keep some. I didn't do anything, why did you give me two hundred million?" said his best friend with a smile.
He said to his best friend: "You should stop doing this business as soon as you get the money. Nothing else you can do is better than this. Remember, give the money out for me, don't keep it all yourself."
"You must have seen too much 007. You just asked a lot of questions. I almost said I didn't know. When I got into the details of the case, I said I had a headache." I said.
I returned to the hotel at night and spent almost half an hour rubbing off the marks left by the marker on my body.
"Aren't you worried about me as a person? Hey, Han Dong, what do you mean by this?" shouted his best friend.
Try not to look at the monitor in the elevator, making yourself look like a psycho.
The second news is that the male version of Zhou Keer committed suicide and committed suicide in suspicious circumstances.
I went up to the rooftop of the emergency room on the other side and set up my sniper rifle.
He said to his best friend: "You should stop doing this business as soon as you get the money. Nothing else you can do is better than this. Remember, give the money out for me, don't keep it all yourself."
"You must have seen too much 007. You just asked a lot of questions. I almost said I didn't know. When I got into the details of the case, I said I had a headache." I said.
I pressed the elevator directly on the top floor and walked around on the waiting floor.
"Oh, and what's my master's name?" I said.
There was a gunshot. This was the first time I killed someone with a sniper gun.
"Oh, and what's my master's name?" I said.
That is two hundred and twenty meters.
I adjusted the angle and found the room where the master was.
Then he walked out of the elevator, ran to the target's room, and knocked on the door.
I opened the red dot network again, and the red amount returned to normal.
Then he turned around and walked out calmly.
"After checking carefully, your master's name is Wang Shanshui. I can't tell. No wonder he knows how to handle a gun after being a soldier." The best friend said with a sigh.
Originally, it took at least a week to a month to prepare before an assassination.
But none of it was what I expected, until the fourth person who came in happened to be black.
"If I were dead, wouldn't I be dead now? You can't afford it. I'll give you half of it when we meet." I jumped up from the wheelchair.
When the news about the next D-level mission for Thirty-Six Degrees Nine’s account appeared on the homepage of Red Dot Network again.
I wrote it down silently.
one year later.
I hung up the phone and transferred all the money on the card to my best friend.
I spent 30,000 to apply for the assassination of Wang Shanshui, an elevator decorator in City H, Country C.
I hung up the phone and transferred all the money on the card to my best friend.
I adjusted the angle and found the room where the master was.
He said to his best friend: "You should stop doing this business as soon as you get the money. Nothing else you can do is better than this. Remember, give the money out for me, don't keep it all yourself."
Opened the Red Dot website.
I entered the hospital easily and looked at the floor plan of the hospital in the hall.
"Should we talk about my two hundred million?" I said.
There is still about 30,000 yuan in the account, which is the money to kill the project manager.
But he found that the floor where he worked was very high and there were no other buildings side by side.
I slowly stood up and straightened my clothes.
After a beep, he was picked up immediately.
I made a call to my best friend.
Observed the clues left behind.
Taking a deep breath, he stood up slowly and touched the direction of the wind.
Both stories were written anonymously by me.
This feeling was not as good as I imagined. The dream of a professional killer came true at this moment.
I spent 30,000 to apply for the assassination of Wang Shanshui, an elevator decorator in City H, Country C.
Having prepared everything, he leaned down, took off his gloves and held the sniper rifle.
"Didn't you say you gave me all the 200 million?"
Within a few minutes, the D-level assassination mission came out.
I listened to the police radio, followed by the lockdown of the building.
But none of it was what I expected, until the fourth person who came in happened to be black.
Then I took the order using my account.
The sound of gunfire attracted the attention of almost the entire floor. Some people hid in the room, some fled in all directions, and one after another came out of the room and ran towards the safe exit.
The second news is that the male version of Zhou Keer committed suicide and committed suicide in suspicious circumstances.
I made a call to my best friend.
Within a few minutes, the D-level assassination mission came out.
After a beep, he was picked up immediately.
There is still about 30,000 yuan in the account, which is the money to kill the project manager.
Then he went down the stairs from the top floor to the 11th floor where the target was.
Airport in H city of country C, international flight pick-up hall.
When the news about the next D-level mission for Thirty-Six Degrees Nine’s account appeared on the homepage of Red Dot Network again.
I listened to the police radio, followed by the lockdown of the building.
…
I spent 30,000 to apply for the assassination of Wang Shanshui, an elevator decorator in City H, Country C.
The ether I had prepared long ago covered his mouth and nose and suffocated him to the ground.
He straightened his suit collar and walked out of the door.
The public channel has been maxed out.
"Damn it, four hundred million. Is this assassination money? Why give it all away? It's okay if you keep some. I didn't do anything, why did you give me two hundred million?" said his best friend with a smile.
He straightened his suit collar and walked out of the door.
"Well, can you do me a favor?" I said.
The call from my best friend came in almost the next moment.
"Oh, and what's my master's name?" I said.
I wrote it down silently.
Because the killer was soon found to have jumped to his death.
I hung up the phone and formatted the phone.
When I arrived at the elevator, I started walking in and out.
"Should we talk about my two hundred million?" I said.
I flushed the takeaway down the toilet.
I adjusted the angle and found the room where the master was.
Come out of the toilet and push him to the ground from behind.
He took out the phone card and broke it into pieces.
The second news is that the male version of Zhou Keer committed suicide and committed suicide in suspicious circumstances.
"Don't laugh at me, I really wanted to jump off the building." I said.
That is two hundred and twenty meters.
When I arrived at the elevator, I started walking in and out.
He said to his best friend: "You should stop doing this business as soon as you get the money. Nothing else you can do is better than this. Remember, give the money out for me, don't keep it all yourself."
That is two hundred and twenty meters.
Having prepared everything, he leaned down, took off his gloves and held the sniper rifle.
Originally, it took at least a week to a month to prepare before an assassination.
Then he turned around and walked out calmly.
Airport in H city of country C, international flight pick-up hall.
I wiped the blood stains on my clothes a little, then crouched down and followed the crowd and ran out.
Everyone who enters will be asked to check their identity. It seems that anyone who is from Country C will be taken away for interrogation.
Then he went down the stairs from the top floor to the 11th floor where the target was.
The intensive care unit was not far from me, but it was difficult to get in.
He pointed the gun at the head of the master in the intensive care unit and blocked the flight.
Although I have darkened my skin now, you can still spot the clues if you look closely.
one year later.
I wrote it down silently.
There was a gunshot. This was the first time I killed someone with a sniper gun.
When the news about the next D-level mission for Thirty-Six Degrees Nine’s account appeared on the homepage of Red Dot Network again.
I slowly stood up and straightened my clothes.
I wiped the blood stains on my clothes a little, then crouched down and followed the crowd and ran out.
Having prepared everything, he leaned down, took off his gloves and held the sniper rifle.
"Should we talk about my two hundred million?" I said.
It seems to be similar to my thinking. If you want to save someone, you must kill another one.
Follow the surveillance blind spot to the bathroom on the top floor.
This feeling was not as good as I imagined. The dream of a professional killer came true at this moment.
Opened the Red Dot website.
Then he turned around and walked out calmly.
I kicked open the bathroom door, took off my clothes and put them back on the black man.
There is still about 30,000 yuan in the account, which is the money to kill the project manager.
Immediately after gunshots were fired, I threw the pistol on the spot.
"Oh, and what's my master's name?" I said.
Although I have darkened my skin now, you can still spot the clues if you look closely.
"Should we talk about my two hundred million?" I said.
And it’s still the best, and there seems to be no regrets.
I adjusted the angle and found the room where the master was.
"Oh, and what's my master's name?" I said.
Follow the surveillance blind spot to the bathroom on the top floor.
I entered the hospital easily and looked at the floor plan of the hospital in the hall.
I pressed the elevator directly on the top floor and walked around on the waiting floor.
Follow the surveillance blind spot to the bathroom on the top floor.
Opened the Red Dot website.
I slowly stood up and straightened my clothes.
"Oh, and what's my master's name?" I said.
Living in a small villa in a slum, even if you were killed, you probably wouldn't be discovered for three or four days.
On the surface it is an investment company, but in fact it is a loan shark.
Airport in H city of country C, international flight pick-up hall.
I flushed the takeaway down the toilet.
"If I were dead, wouldn't I be dead now? You can't afford it. I'll give you half of it when we meet." I jumped up from the wheelchair.
There is still about 30,000 yuan in the account, which is the money to kill the project manager.
I went to the hospital according to the address given, and I could see the police patrolling at the gate.
Jump down from the hospital rooftop.
Having prepared everything, he leaned down, took off his gloves and held the sniper rifle.
I wiped the blood stains on my clothes a little, then crouched down and followed the crowd and ran out.
Observing the layout of the house and the placement of the monitors.
There was almost no one here, so I squatted in the toilet to look for opportunities.
The public channel has been maxed out.
…
Everyone who enters will be asked to check their identity. It seems that anyone who is from Country C will be taken away for interrogation.
There was almost no one here, so I squatted in the toilet to look for opportunities.
one year later.
No police officers pay attention to the identities of people entering the hospital.
One is where he works and the other is his home.
Moisten the towel with ether.
The intensive care unit was not far from me, but it was difficult to get in.
The height and hairstyle are very suitable.
I entered the hospital easily and looked at the floor plan of the hospital in the hall.
Then he went down the stairs from the top floor to the 11th floor where the target was.
Observed the clues left behind.
Airport in H city of country C, international flight pick-up hall.
Because the killer was soon found to have jumped to his death.
Observing the layout of the house and the placement of the monitors.
No police officers pay attention to the identities of people entering the hospital.
"Should we talk about my two hundred million?" I said.
I listened to the police radio, followed by the lockdown of the building.
I went to the hospital according to the address given, and I could see the police patrolling at the gate.
He said to his best friend: "You should stop doing this business as soon as you get the money. Nothing else you can do is better than this. Remember, give the money out for me, don't keep it all yourself."
Then he locked the toilet door and climbed out from above.
"Damn it, your plan was so perfect. A broken leg was exchanged for 200 million." My best friend pushed my wheelchair forward slowly.
There was a gunshot. This was the first time I killed someone with a sniper gun.
That is two hundred and twenty meters.
Immediately after gunshots were fired, I threw the pistol on the spot.
One is where he works and the other is his home.
"Don't laugh at me, I really wanted to jump off the building." I said.
"Damn it, are your legs all fake?"
He pointed the gun at the head of the master in the intensive care unit and blocked the flight.
Having prepared everything, he leaned down, took off his gloves and held the sniper rifle.
It seemed that the master must be inside. I observed it for a long time.
The height and hairstyle are very suitable.
While everyone was exclaiming what was going on, I was taking my clothes off leisurely.
However, I received a warning letter from Red Dot, telling me not to use this kind of suicide disguised as a homicide.
"Did they ask you anything? Was there torture? Candid water, polygraph, anything?"
I made a call to my best friend.
The intensive care unit was not far from me, but it was difficult to get in.
Then he went down the stairs from the top floor to the 11th floor where the target was.
I took a car and went to the hospital where my master was staying. The originally heavily guarded hospital had fewer police officers.
I just saw about two pieces of news filling the page.
The height and hairstyle are very suitable.
"Damn it, four hundred million. Is this assassination money? Why give it all away? It's okay if you keep some. I didn't do anything, why did you give me two hundred million?" said his best friend with a smile.
Then he walked out of the elevator, ran to the target's room, and knocked on the door.
"You must have seen too much 007. You just asked a lot of questions. I almost said I didn't know. When I got into the details of the case, I said I had a headache." I said.
He took out the phone card and broke it into pieces.
It wasn't until late in the evening that all police officers left.
Opened the Red Dot website.
I slowly stood up and straightened my clothes.
I kicked open the bathroom door, took off my clothes and put them back on the black man.
Then I took the order using my account.
"Anyway, this case is already a mystery. You don't know what the Internet says about it. This Thirty-six Degrees Nine is already the world's number one killer."
…
I kicked open the bathroom door, took off my clothes and put them back on the black man.
The ether I had prepared long ago covered his mouth and nose and suffocated him to the ground.
I wrote it down silently.
There is still about 30,000 yuan in the account, which is the money to kill the project manager.
I returned to the hotel at night and spent almost half an hour rubbing off the marks left by the marker on my body.
I bought a takeaway on the street, put on a mask and walked in.
"Should we talk about my two hundred million?" I said.
But none of it was what I expected, until the fourth person who came in happened to be black.
And the first person to be shot with a sniper was actually his own master.
For half an hour, only about three or four straight Tibetan people came in to use the toilet.
The public channel has been maxed out.
I walked in slowly, as easily as a delivery boy.
"Didn't you say you gave me all the 200 million?"
I saw the rooftop of the emergency room on the other side.
He took out the phone card and broke it into pieces.
"If I were dead, wouldn't I be dead now? You can't afford it. I'll give you half of it when we meet." I jumped up from the wheelchair.
Then I took the order using my account.
One step, two steps, a total of four hundred and sixty-three steps.
Jump down from the hospital rooftop.
I wrote it down silently.
I opened the red dot network again, and the red amount returned to normal.
"Didn't you say you gave me all the 200 million?"
A project manager has no clue.
"Damn it, are your legs all fake?"
This feeling was not as good as I imagined. The dream of a professional killer came true at this moment.
I bought a takeaway on the street, put on a mask and walked in.
While everyone was exclaiming what was going on, I was taking my clothes off leisurely.
The call from my best friend came in almost the next moment.
When the news about the next D-level mission for Thirty-Six Degrees Nine’s account appeared on the homepage of Red Dot Network again.
There was almost no one here, so I squatted in the toilet to look for opportunities.