I see.
Ouyang Shaochen nodded understandingly, looked around casually, and inadvertently saw a building next to the road. On the roof of the building, there appeared a bright reflective spot, which was... the reflector on the sniper rifle...
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes froze, and he said in a deep voice, "There is a killer..."
Before the words were finished, there was a bang, and a bullet came viciously...
Murong Xuexue narrowed her eyes, quickly pressed a button on the sports car, and the roof of the convertible sports car jumped out, blocking the bullet that was close at hand: "Dang!" The bullet fell to the ground and turned into a useless shell casings...
One shot failed, and dozens of men in black rushed out from the nearby rooftops, armed with machine guns, and shot wildly at Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue: "Tu Tu Tu..."
Countless bullets flew with a strong killing intent, hit the sports car, and made a fierce sound...
"Dangdangdang!" Ouyang Shaochen's eyes narrowed slightly upon hearing the intense impact, "Their bullets can't penetrate this sports car."
"Yes." Murong Xue nodded, and proudly said: "My sports car is bulletproof." As the young master of a family, she must be assassinated, so every car she owns is a custom-made bulletproof car. Killers can't get through with AK47...
Ouyang Shaochen: "...modern technology is so advanced..."
"Yes." Firearms and bullets have been manufactured, and bulletproof things have also been made. Modern technology is indeed quite advanced, but: "In addition to bulletproof, my sports car also has a function. Do you want it?" Understood?"
Murong Xue looked at Ouyang Shaochen expectantly.
Ouyang Shaochen glanced at the raindrops of bullets outside the sports car, and nodded lightly: "Okay."
"Then you sit still." Murong Xue said with a smile, and lightly pressed a button. Eight fist-sized holes suddenly appeared on the left and right sides of the sports car. The people in black shot wildly: "Tu Tu Tu..."
The people in black were caught off guard and were shot by machine guns, one by one falling down the tall buildings...
Ouyang Shaochen took a general look around, and found that nearly half of the killers fell down the tall building, and the remaining half were more or less injured. He looked down at the sports car, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes. Planting people, being able to block bullets, and equipped with machine guns to shoot at killers, the current technology is really amazing...
These men in black who came to assassinate without any investigation beforehand were really stupid.
Glancing at the men in black who fell to the ground, their flesh and blood fell to the ground, Ouyang Shaochen looked indifferently: "A person from the God of Reaper?" The group of trainee killers from the God of Reaper yesterday almost assassinated Xiao Xi and Mu Tianqi in the same way.
Murong Xue held the steering wheel, carefully looked at the people in black who fell to death, and shook her head slightly: "No, they should be from Solomon."
"Why do you say that?" Ouyang Shaochen didn't see Solomon's logo on them.
"These men in black are tall and tall, with deep blue eyes and extremely white skin. They are typical North American Caucasians." Solomon's people are this kind of Caucasians, and Death has absorbed killers from many countries. There are whites, yellows, and blacks. When sending large-scale missions, they often mix and match. They will not be purely one kind of people like now. Therefore, these killers are Solomon's people.