"Mum, don't listen to this kid's nonsense, kill him directly, he is bewitching us." The killer on the side said.
Of course Mum understands this truth. An Yang is just struggling to death, but Mum also has to worry. If it is really like what the kid said, as long as one of the four is ambitious, he will treat the others. Kill them all and get a reward of this tens of millions of dollars.
"No matter what the wait will be, that's also a wait. Before that, I just need to kill you." Mum raised the gun again.
"Stop!" An Yang shouted again.
"Boy, what tricks do you want to play?"
"If I tell you that there is a large amount of munitions in the first room on the left, and a full ton of drugs in the middle room, the total price of the two is at least 300 million yuan, and you will peacefully divide the money in half. Is it?" An Yang squinted his eyes. When he was in Valoran Continent, he didn't know how many times he had experienced these death scenes. The most important thing is not chaos when he is in danger. Once he panics, it is over.
Sure enough, after An Yang finished speaking, all the killers took a breath.
300 million yuan-what is this concept
Many people may have no idea about those big numbers. They only know that it is a lot of money, but they don't know how much money it is.
To give a simple example, suppose a person has a monthly income of 100,000, which is considered a very high income among ordinary people. The monthly income is 100,000, which is 1.2 million in a year, 1200w in ten years, and 100 million in 100 years. 20 million yuan, 300 million yuan, even if your monthly income is 100,000 yuan, you need to earn about 250 years. This shows how valuable 300 million yuan is.
Even if converted into US dollars, there are 6000w.
Killers are not born to want to do this. Different killers have different reasons to go this way, but not every killer voluntarily kills and harvests the lives of others like this, and many are for revenge. , Many are compelled.
If they can give killers a chance to live in the mountains and forests, they will never miss this opportunity, but most of the killers die at a very young age, partly because of vendetta, and partly because they are used to it. After living a luxurious life, he simply refuses to do other lowly jobs. Once the money is squandered by them, there will be no choice but to eat and wait for death.
6000w dollars, say more is not too much, say less is definitely not too much, if it is just food, clothing, housing and transportation, it is definitely enough for a person to live for a lifetime.
Killers are also human beings. They also desire to be able to close their eyes and then wake up when they are quiet. There is no smell of blood in their hands. They also desire to be able to hold their beloved woman one day and look into the distance when the sun is coming. In the sea, there are two children playing around behind him.
No one likes endless killings, and anyone longs for a peaceful and free life.
As long as the killers converge a little bit and do not spend so lavishly, 6000w USD can allow them to live a good life.
Since he can live a good life, then who would want to kill someone
As soon as An Yang said this, the four assassins looked at each other, and then began to run towards the room, kicking open the first door on the left.
Firearms, all firearms, all kinds of new firearms.
The killers were a little excited.
Then I ran to the second room and saw a big box full of drugs, and the killers were boiling.
The eyes that they showed when looking at those things were undisguised greed.
As long as you get these, you can stop and find a small island to live in seclusion and live your life in peace and stability.
But if there are four people, I am afraid it will not be so comfortable, more than 1,000 w, buying a supercar will be gone.
"Oh my god, I really didn't expect that this trip would have unexpected gains. Let us quickly kill the kid, and then bring the target and all these things back. I am afraid that a helicopter can be used to load these things." Another white killer has no greedy ambitions, he just wants to finish the vote quickly and divide up the windfall.
It's a pity that his eyes widened the next moment, and his mouth opened slightly, but he couldn't say a word, and then his throat overflowed with blood.
"Four people divide money, and it's never as perfect as three people divide money, isn't it?" A bald black man had a dagger in his mouth, and no one could see how he killed this man just now, this black dagger. It is his logo, his killer name is also called the dagger, he can kill people in an instant, and the action is too fast to catch.
Mum looked at the short sword with some caution, and took two steps back at his feet, and the other black man also took two steps back. There are still three killers in the situation, but they dare not act rashly. With the sudden attack of the short sword just now, everyone became very vigilant.
"Relax, I just think four people will be more troublesome than three people. In addition, I hate Tom's character, so I killed him, but I promise I am very friendly to you two, mum, jan." Dagger squeezed out a smile and said to Mum and another black man, Jan.
Mum and jan looked at each other, a strange look appeared in their eyes.
"What are they doing?" Lingli looked at the remaining three killers at the door of the room, and asked An Yang in a low voice.
"Those two people should plan to join hands to kill the first black man." An Yang whispered.
"Why?"
"The first person to do this shows that he is very ambitious, but he can't control it. This kind of person has undoubtedly exposed his purpose. Do you think he really just thinks that three people are better than four people? "
"I think he wants to take it all alone."
"Positive solution, he wants to swallow alone, but he can't hold back his anger. Now he is exposed, so the other two will join forces to kill him. Although the four of them all want to swallow alone, everyone knows this kind of thing. Ming is fine, the first person to eat crabs is often the earliest person to die." An Yang patiently explained to Lingli.
"Then can we escape?" Lingli asked again.
"No way now. Their attention is all focused on guarding against and dealing with companions. In their eyes, the two of us are just little sheep with no fighting ability. But once we escape and are discovered by them, they are likely to be first. Focusing on us, you are their goal, and I am a dispensable person. They will definitely kill me first."
"No, you can't die, you have to help me restore my memory, I want to know why you make me like you." Lingli said pitifully, taking An Yang's arm.
An Yang's heart softened for no apparent reason, and he gently brushed Lingli's hair, "It doesn't matter, I will let you like me for the second time, because I don't want to owe you anymore."
"You owed me a lot before?" Lingli asked again.
"Right." An Yang sighed.
More than a lot owed, it is a love that has not been exchanged for a life.
"Hmph, then you have to treat me well, then you will feel more guilty if you run me off." Lingli started to feel triumphant again. In fact, sometimes girls can still be easily satisfied.
Looking at Mum again, Jan has already consciously moved towards Mum, and the two of them immediately understood the meaning of each other by making eye contact.
That is to work together to make the short sword. At least for the moment, the short sword is the most ambitious person. If you don't kill him, you will be killed sooner or later.
"Go!" Mum finally let out a low drink, holding a sharp dagger in his hand, flying towards the dagger like a flying figure.
Behind him, jan also kicked over.
Jan's skill is good, but he has no habit of using weapons. In his words, all parts of his body can be used as weapons to attack and kill.
It's just that in front of similar killers, he will inevitably suffer from such an unarmed attack. After all, as the saying goes, one inch long and one inch strong, you can kill you in a dark corner with a sniper, even if you have great skill.
But if you team up with Mum, you can still deal with a short sword.
When Dagger saw them rushing over, he realized something. He reacted very quickly and went straight out of the drug room, and then into the gun room.
"Not good—" An Yang sank, pulling Lingli and hiding behind the sofa.
Sure enough, soon, I heard fierce gunfire from inside.
After a while, the gunshot was much quieter.
Suddenly there was another gunshot, and then finally silence fell.
After waiting for a long time, An Yang and Lingli did not see anyone coming out of the gun room.
"Are they all dead?" Lingli popped a head out and looked out, and found no one.
"I shouldn't be so lucky—" As soon as An Yang's voice fell, he heard a knock on the door.
Maybe it can’t be counted as hitting the door, it should be someone who accidentally fell on the door without standing still—but An Yang can tell with this voice that at least two people inside are dead, and one is left. Not so good.
If the condition is good, it is impossible to stay out for a long time, and I suddenly heard a movement just now or fell to the door, presumably the only assassin inside was still staggering to come out.
"Hide first." An Yang pulled Lingli.
"Where to hide—"
"The third room, the oil drum is big enough." An Yang pulled Lingli without a word.
"But—but that's an oil barrel—" Lingli was dragged into the room by An Yang for a while before he could say anything.
In the second room there is only a box containing drugs, and hiding in the box is obviously impractical. An Yang is really not sure what the status of the last assassin is. You must know that the assassin's strength is much stronger than the average person. Even if he only has a breath, An Yang feels unsafe. The oil barrel in the third room. There are nearly a hundred, if they hide in, at least An Yang can make sure that he can't find himself and Lingli temporarily.
An Yang chose a larger oil barrel that could hold two people in the middle of the oil barrel, and tried to pour out the oil in the barrel, and the oil was spilled all over the floor.
"Come in!" An Yang jumped in first, followed by Lingli and got into the oil drum.
At this time, footsteps came from the living room.
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