Meiman Killer Daily

45

"Damn bastard..."

The short blond hair was half dyed red with blood. The man who fell to the ground glared ferociously at Peter sitting in front of him. Peter arranged his pistol. The one hundred and twenty dollar silencer was still a very useful thing. There were more than ten people in the whole villa.

Seven people were all taken care of by himself. The Asian woman had also called her relatives and asked for a ransom of two million for the special account. In fact, the ransom was not quite correct. After all, Peter helped Zhang Li to deal with the traitors and enemies.

Zhang Li's father, Zhang Xun, is not a good person either, because he is a smuggler who specializes in selling people from all over the world, and he targets Asians, but his men are even worse, like the one in front of him

This blond man, as Zhang Xun's subordinate, plans to trap Zhang Xun to death, take away everything Zhang Xun has, and become a new smuggler

It's a pity that he met Peter. Maybe this is the true portrayal of being unlucky for eight lifetimes. Playing with a storage device similar to a crystal, Peter and the blond man looked at each other and asked.

"You didn't look at me angrily at first, but when I took this thing in my hand, you seemed to start to feel uncomfortable. What on earth is this thing!?"

Peter was curious, but he couldn't open the memory when he tried it just now. He didn't have the means to crack the memory, so he could only use the stupidest method and asked the person who owned it. The blond man didn't answer, he just stared at Peter.

Pout your lips and open your hands, and if you can't ask, don't ask. Anyway, the thing is in your hands, and you may have the answer in the future.

Bang……

Killing him with one shot ended his criminal life. Zhang Li was still vomiting at the side. The girl was not the kind of person who was used to such things. Maybe Zhang Xun was a heinous bastard, but he still hoped to protect his daughter.

She lives in innocence and does not want to become turbid. It seems that all bad fathers want their next generation to be good people. They obviously know how good people do things, but they all despise the behavior of this kind of people.

After wiping his pistol, he collected everyone's pistols, ammunition and other money. These are all things that can be bought and sold. Now that I am very short of money, I must save on small details, without even looking at Zhang Li.

, her father will come to pick her up soon, and the rest will be left to Jing Cha. There is recorded information in the computer. When Zhang Li called his father, Peter actually also called 911.

He closed the notebook, wrote a few big words, walked out of the villa and left slowly. During the whole operation, he didn't even encounter anyone he could hit. He shot a kid. Dealing with ordinary people was like pinching a soft persimmon. The police car

The siren sounded, and Peter walked to the door just in time, putting on a mask. After all, he had already smashed all the surveillance cameras and deleted several days of information. If the motherboard was completely destroyed, there should be no way to find his face.

The police car stopped and smashed the laptop into the passenger seat. He turned around and Jason's car overtook and stopped next to Peter. He waved goodbye to the confused man in the police car behind him, got on the passenger seat and rode away, Jason's driving

There is really nothing to say about technology.

"That woman is actually quite pitiful."

"You want to pick her up?"

"I don't have time."

"Poor people must be hateful!"

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"Jack...Jack?!"

He returned to the bar, but found that his protector had been killed. Peter put his gun on alert and observed that all four bartenders in the bar had been killed. The enemy must have just left not long ago. The bar was under surveillance and Peter walked towards the monitoring room.

go.

“Clean and tidy, these guys are so professional.”

The monitoring room had been destroyed a long time ago without any flaws. I had no choice but to return to the living room again. When I saw Jason still kneeling there in a daze, I said to him

"No matter who killed him, our identity and location are very sensitive now, so my suggestion is to leave as soon as possible!"

"Jack and I have known each other for more than twenty years, and I will not let him die in an unknown way!"

As he spoke, Jason broke open Jack's tightly clenched hand, and a bullet was pulled out. With the bullet in his hand, Jason's expression suddenly changed from gloomy to angry, and he stood up suddenly.

He adjusted his breathing and walked out of the bar.

"Where are we going next? Do you know the identity of the enemy?!"

After getting in the car, Peter was curious about what Jason was going to do next. Jason handed Peter a bullet.

"The CIA's black organization is part of the mercenary team system and is not included in the state department report. Their mission is to specifically solve organized teams that endanger the country, as well as some national hostile elements hiding around the world. This is a special sub-group.

0 bombs are only used by their departments.

Jack was shot in the head. His expression and state didn't look like he was being attacked or interrogated. It looked more like an enemy suddenly attacked and Jack knew he would die. No matter what the cause or reason was, Jack must have done something to harm his identity.

That's why someone came to the door, why didn't the damn bastard tell me something happened, even though I was right next to him!"

Jason was explaining and getting angry. The sacrifice of his brother was very sad. The painful things seemed to have hit him constantly for more than seven months. Jason punched the steering wheel hard, and Peter was shocked.

He quickly reminded me

"Enough is enough, Jason, we will help your brother get revenge, but the car must not overturn!"

"red light!"

Jason stepped on the brakes with a sullen face and pointed at the red light at the intersection. Peter smiled awkwardly. He was really depressed. He was once the spokesperson of a super villain, but now he was even afraid of overturning his car. He had grown a

I closed my eyes and realized that life is full of colorful accidents, but I seem to have experienced a lot.

"Where the hell are we going now?"

Facing Peter's questioning again, Jason looked a little guilty, as if he had done something shameful. This man was really a strange man with a story. At the age of 42, he was a rally champion and an elite special forces soldier. Now look at

Looking at the other party's coquettish moves, Peter really couldn't tell what kind of person Jason was.

"I still have a safe house in Los Angeles. Of course, that friend may see me very unhappy, but now that Jack is dead, I have to know who sent the operation. Now we are going to find him."

After saying that the red light turned green, they stepped on the accelerator and drove forward at high speed. Neither Peter nor Jason noticed that just as they left the bar and drove all the way to the traffic light, a black business car appeared in the parking space in the aisle.

They were always monitoring the two people. When the two disappeared at the end of the road, the man driving rolled down the window. It was the man who talked to Johnson in the ward yesterday. He picked up the phone and dialed the number.

"Hey, I found the person who pierced your thigh!"