The Dragon Travels The World

Chapter 138: Sniper

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At the same time, Xia Yu flashed her body, closed the curtains, pressed her whole body against the wall, frowning.

The women were so frightened by this sudden change that they changed their faces, especially Long Xue, who was pushed aside by Ye Feng with the palm of the wind, and her face turned pale. Although she was good at her skills, she was also in the National Security Bureau. I have performed several missions, but I have never had such close contact with death. My lips trembled, but I couldn’t say a word. There was a hint of gratitude in Ye Feng’s eyes. Obviously, if it weren’t for Ye Feng pushed her away at a critical time, at this time most of his life had already been lost.

Before the women could react, the faces of Ye Feng and Xia Yu suddenly became a little rushed, and they nodded to each other before opening the windows, and the figures disappeared in a flash.

Both of them are the top existence in the killer world. Needless to say, they cooperate with each other in a tacit understanding, and the speed of action is even more so that the pedestrians who occasionally pass by in the community cannot detect it. It seems that it is just a breeze blowing, and a flower in front of you, how can you see the leaves clearly? Feng and Xia Yu's figure. . .

When they came to a ten-story building downstairs, Ye Feng and Xia Yu winked again. Seeing Xia Yu rushing towards the next building, Ye Feng jumped to the side of the tall building, which happened to belong to everyone. There are blind corners of sight, no windows, no water pipes and other things for climbing, but Ye Feng doesn’t use these at all. When he lifts his breath, the person has reached more than three meters, one foot is a little on the wall, and his body rises three meters again. , So his feet became ill, and he reached the fourth floor in an instant. When he pressed on the wall, he twisted his body and turned to the open window.

With a bang of the gun, Ye Feng just appeared in front of the window, and a bullet "fired" at a high speed. Ye Feng was shocked. He never expected that the other party would escape halfway and kill another carbine, but Ye Feng But without a trace of panic, his body suddenly accelerated, even faster than the speed of a bullet. When he leaned forward, he could dodge the bullet, and the person had already jumped into the room. . .

This is an ordinary house with three bedrooms and one living room. The thick curtains are opened to a little gap. It is obvious that the gun was shot at this place just now. He saw a middle-aged man staring at him calmly, Ye Feng's heart is a bit tight, and only from the man's expression, Ye Feng can clearly judge that this man is definitely a veteran, a killer, and a real killer.

"Why don't you run away?" Ye Feng was a little puzzled. He really didn't understand why this guy had already received the order to retreat. Why didn't he escape? As a killer, the mission failed. He should have left immediately and looked for opportunities. . . .

The middle-aged man did not speak, staring at Ye Feng, a sniper rifle was thrown on the ground by him, his hands were in the sleeves of his suit.

"You don't understand what I'm saying?" Ye Feng frowned. If this is the case, the identity of this man would be self-evident.

The middle-aged man still didn't speak, but suddenly rushed over, and then drew a dagger from his sleeves to stab Ye Feng. The speed of his movements can be described as electric flint. With this speed, he can be regarded as a first-rate master, but For Ye Feng, it was also normal.

Ye Feng smiled and slammed his fist at the middle-aged man. This middle-aged man was not a fuel-efficient lamp, so he changed his trick to a fist that swept Ye Feng. . .

Once and again, the two have played ten tricks, Ye Feng is extremely relaxed, but this middle-aged man is extremely difficult, of course, if it were not for Ye Feng's mercy, this middle-aged man would never be able to perform the second trick. .

Now that he has recognized the origin of the other party, Ye Feng suddenly sneered, no longer evasive, and suddenly bullied himself and went straight forward. With a shake of his hand, he strangled the opponent's neck tightly, and his knee hit the middle-aged man's abdomen hard, not waiting for the middle-aged The man exhaled, only to hear a crisp sound, the middle-aged man had fallen to the ground.

In another building, Xia Yu had already killed the two men who tried to escape easily. One fell into the living room and the other fell into the bedroom. The monitor screen in the bedroom was really where Ye Feng was just now. . .

Ye Feng jumped in from the window and saw that Xia Yu was about to rush to the other bedroom, he quickly winked at her, he laughed: "I didn't expect these guys to be so vulnerable. It seems that the Pope is too tall. Estimate the strength of these people."

Xia Yu was taken aback, suddenly realized, and said in cooperation: "Yes, but I don't know who sent these people this time!"

Ye Feng smiled again and said: "If you dare to fight against our church, let's kill one if he comes, and let's kill one if he comes. I think the Pope has sent us so many masters this time. There is no need!"

"Yes, but among the people sent by the Pope this time, there are quite a few wiser than us, and it will be difficult for us to perform meritorious service in the future!" Xia Yu said. . .

"By the way, who do you guess these people will be?" Ye Feng winked.

Xia Yu said: "Could it be made by Japanese pigs?"

"That guy couldn't understand Chinese just now. I think there are a lot of people who will be Japanese, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, the Pope has sent a lot of masters to Japan this time, and their lives will not be better. They will be here for a while. Report to the Pope, well, let's go!"

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he winked, and deliberately pulled out a cross-shaped object from his body. It was something he once took from the Vatican Cardinal. It is estimated that it should be some kind of identity in the Vatican. symbol of.

Throwing the cross-shaped object on the ground, the two of them gave a wink and walked out. . .

Ten minutes later, a man in his thirties climbed out of the bed in another bedroom, wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and crept out of the bedroom. He saw that both of his companions had fallen in a pool of blood, secretly. Thank you for your cleverness.

Without running away immediately, the middle-aged man murmured for a while, then took out an unknown bottle of "liquid" from his arms and poured some on the two companions. Five minutes later, the corpse on the ground disappeared. No, and taking advantage of this time, he cleaned the room again. Of course, the cross that Ye Feng "accidentally" left on the scene was also "littlely" picked up by him.

In the community, Ye Feng and Xia Yu watched the middle-aged man leave the community, and felt a little peace of mind. If today’s things were not for Ye Fanling, then their identity might really be revealed, and now it doesn’t matter if the other party really knows himself. Regardless of the person’s identity, no matter what kind of person the other party is, he can definitely “bewilder” or “confuse” the other party. The cross-shaped thing can also play a vital role. With his head and attention focused on the Holy See, what Ye Feng needs is time now. After a while, his Fengyun will become stronger and stronger, and Ye Feng will not be as careful and hopeful as he is now. . .

In the living room, Liu Shihan looked angry, but Liu Ruoyi's comfort and explanation did not seem to be effective at all. On the other hand, Long Xue also made an exception and did not fan the flames, and joined the comfort camp.

Seeing Ye Feng, Liu Shihan immediately froze, and the grievance on his face made Ye Feng feel distressed.

"Ye Feng, you come in with me!" Liu Shihan walked to the bedroom first, but Ye Feng could only follow. . .

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Liu Shihan said angrily: "Let's talk about it, what are you doing? Why would anyone assassinate you!"

"I'll tell you later, OK?" Ye Feng smiled and sat beside Liu Shihan, but Liu Shihan just stretched out his hand and was beaten back by Liu Shihan.

"Don't touch me! Don't touch me until things are clear!" Liu Shihan's attitude was quite firm.

"Is this important?" Ye Feng lit a cigarette and spit out a smoke ring somewhat depressed.

Liu Shihan's tears suddenly flowed out: "What? It's not important? Of course it is important. Do you know how scared I was just now, how worried I am about you, do you understand? If something happens to you, what can I do? Oooh!"

"Hey, I—" Ye Feng hesitated and stopped. . .

Taking the paper towel that Ye Feng handed over, Liu Shihan said aggrieved: "You just don't have sincerity to me, and you said how much you love me, but can't you confess to me?"

"There are some things that I don’t tell you, but I don’t want you to worry about it. But since I'm talking about it, then I won’t hide it from you. I have many enemies. I used to "lick" blood. I have killed a lot of people in my life, so I am considered a thorough bad person, but I am true to your feelings. I am very selfish. Whoever hurts my interests, especially hurts me. The family around me, of course, including you, I will definitely not let each other off and kill people. This kind of thing is not a difficult thing for me, and it’s nothing new. If you don’t want to be with me, then okay, me Don't force you, in fact, I don't want you to follow me in fear!"

Ye Feng spoke, but his heart ached, and he was observing Liu Shihan’s expressions and reactions. Of course he couldn’t give up Liu Shihan. This was just one of his methods. It’s just that he could just say something like this. Feeling unusually sad.

"What are you talking about? You don't want me anymore?" Liu Shihan's tears had already stopped, but now they all came out again, and there is no sign of stopping. Instead, they are talking about the real situation and what Ye Feng said. The identity is not at all concerned.

In fact, between lovers, they don’t care much about this, they care about love and sincerity.

"No, I never thought of giving up on you, but, for you, following me may really not be a wise choice. You now know that mine is over, you think about it!" Ye Feng said cruelly.

"You have no conscience, I hate you so much. No wonder you never touch me. It turns out that you never thought about marrying me. I'm such a fool. No, you can't do this to me, you can't—"

Liu Shihan’s cry stopped abruptly, Ye Feng had already hugged her tightly, and despite her desperate resistance, let her raindrop fists fall on him. At this time, he just wanted to kiss her and let her Know how much I love her.