Just after nuclear fusion was successfully achieved, my brother Qi Tongwei committed suicide?

Old Mo felt a tightness in his chest.

He quickly leaped out of the room and ran frantically up the stairs.

And just as he stepped onto the stairs...

boom!

boom!

boom!

Gunshots rang out continuously!

The pistol fired repeatedly, hitting the spot where Old Mo had just been standing!

Fortunately, Lao Mo had already gone up the stairs, and with the stairs as cover, the opponent didn't hit him.

"Just a little bit short..."

Old Mo, holding his gun, hid in the upper-level cover, feeling extremely fortunate.

Fortunately, I trusted my intuition.

Otherwise, those shots might have killed him!

And below the stairwell.

Seeing Old Mo escape once again, the spotted tiger grew increasingly furious; each time he was just a hair's breadth away!

This guy's sense of smell is just too sharp!

However, rushing in knowing that the other party has also located him is by no means a wise choice.

Who knows if the other side has a weapon?

Based on Lao Mo's series of actions, Spotted Tiger was certain that Lao Mo was no ordinary guy either.

They have received professional training!

And indeed, after the Qiangsheng Group grew bigger and stronger, Gao Qiqiang specially enrolled Lao Mo in a hunter school abroad for grueling training.

His skills and marksmanship are in no way inferior to that of Southeast Asia's number one assassin.

The thinking is also more flexible.

In this stalemate, the spotted tiger's only thought was how to get upstairs.

But Lao Mo's ideas were more varied.

The terrain of abandoned construction sites differs from that of completed buildings, often featuring some peculiar topography.

Old Mo walked silently to the edge of the building.

With the gun in his mouth and his hands hanging from the edge of the building, he swayed back and forth, then leaped down to the floor where the spotted tiger was.

Then he took the gun out of his mouth and into his hand.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes.

He reached behind the spotted tiger and silently took aim.

shooting!

boom!

The bullet comes out!

They headed straight for the spotted tiger!

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But at this critical moment!

Suddenly, as if by telepathy, the spotted tiger felt a jolt of electricity run through its body, and a chill ran down its spine.

It was like someone was pointing a gun at him from behind!

This intuition, honed through countless life-or-death experiences, is the reason he became Southeast Asia's number one assassin!

The spotted tiger chose to trust its intuition.

With a sidestep, he dodged to the side, but how could a person be faster than a gun?

When he heard the gunshot.

A bullet had already landed on his shoulder blade!

Blood splattered everywhere!

However, when Lao Mo saw that the shot hit, there was no joy on his face, because although the shot hit, it did not hit the spot he had been aiming at!

In the end, the spotted tiger's intuition saved his life.

The bullet was just a hair's breadth away from his heart!

If he doesn't move, Old Mo will shoot him dead!

Even though he managed to avoid fatal blows, the spotted tiger was still seriously injured and terrified. He hadn't even noticed when Old Mo had gotten behind him!

In this quiet night.

Yet she managed to sneak up on his back so quietly.

With this level of assassination skill, I'd believe it if you told me Old Mo was the number one assassin in Southeast Asia!

The current stalemate is very unfavorable for Spotted Tiger. Old Mo doesn't even need to make a move; he only needs to stall and use his current injuries to wear down Tiger's stamina.

It won't be long.

He would become confused due to excessive blood loss.

So now, for the spotted tiger...

It was a life-or-death moment!

"Luckily I prepared this..." Spotted Tiger suddenly pulled a grenade from his waist.

Although it was just a poorly made homemade grenade.

But the explosive power will not be small.

This thing is just too difficult to get. Even with the support of the Shanshui Group, he only managed to get one. Now it's just the right thing to save his life at this critical moment!

The tabby tiger's insurance has been terminated.

Pull the ring.

After a three-second silence, he suddenly threw it at Old Mo.

But the instant he reached out his hand, Old Mo's gunshots came like a shadow, three bullets in quick succession, two of which hit his hand!

The bullet did hit its target.

But the grenade was thrown out due to inertia.

Old Mo's pupils suddenly contracted.

He hurriedly ran to the side, and the next moment, a huge explosion occurred not far from where Lao Mo had just been!

And then look into the distance.

Where can you find the spotted tiger?

Clearly, the spotted tiger, shot three times, ran away!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

The perimeter of an abandoned construction site.

The spotted tiger had placed the sniper rifle at its spot. It emerged from the abandoned construction site building and staggered toward the haystack.

He collapsed, utterly powerless.

Breathing heavily.

It took him a while to regain consciousness, and he took out his phone with one hand.

Dial the only number in the room.

soon.

The call was connected, and a cold female voice came from the other end of the line.

"Was the matter resolved?"

The spotted tiger's voice was very weak.

He said truthfully, "The matter is very tricky. That guy called Old Mo is no ordinary person; he has likely received special training."

"I was shot three times and lost the ability to move."

"Send someone to take me away right now, my current location is..."

The spotted tiger's defeat was beyond Zhao Xiaohui's expectations.

The thought that this was actually an assassin he had hired for $300,000 made him furious.