Chapter 778: Killer (Please Collect, Recommend, and Vote for the Monthly Ticket) Please Vote for the Monthly Ticket!!!

Ten people entered the villa and quickly searched the villa. After all, the villa was really big, but small, so the ten people split up and searched the villa in less than a few minutes.

The only place that hasn't been searched now is the basement.

The leader led people to the door of the basement. The door was locked, so the leader made a few tactical gestures, and a particularly tall team member came out with a door breaker.

"one two three!"

The door breaker opened the door, and then the shock bomb that had been prepared was thrown in.

Bang!

The mercenary outside the door waited for a second, then bowed and rushed in with great skill. These guys have better skills than ordinary special forces, and I don't know how they formed such a team.

Under mutual cover, a group of mercenaries quickly completed a search of the basement.

"No one!"

"No one!"

"No one!"

The mercenary leader understood immediately and the target ran away!

"Hurry! Chase! They can't go far!" In fact, the leader also knew that the surrounding area was full of killers. If someone really escaped, the group of people would be more excited than him, but it was calm outside! What does this mean? This shows that the target must not have escaped from the encirclement!

They still have a chance!

So a group of people ran out of the villa in a hurry. But after running out, the leader felt keenly...the atmosphere was different!

So quiet!

It’s not that they were noisy before, they were all professionals, who would be such an amateur? But those who have been on the battlefield and killed people can keenly feel the atmosphere of the battlefield. Just now, although it was silent outside, the leader could feel the dangers lurking around. In fact, if the high table table had not opened an unprecedented 50 million head The sky-high price makes it impossible for him to take his brothers through this muddy water, but... 100 million US dollars! After finishing this vote, everyone can get 10 million!

And the high table does not pump water!

Why high-top tables attract killers is because they have no trouble other than high pumps! The high-end table will solve all worries. 10 million for each person is clean money, and they have paid taxes!

This is the awesome thing about high-top tables!

Therefore, this single business is enough to be worth the previous twenty orders! Don't think that just because the bounty looks high, the killer will definitely earn more. The pumping standard for high-top tables is 65%! It's ridiculously high, but of course it's worth the money. Including the cost investment, generally speaking, a profit of 200,000 yuan for an order of 1 million is already very good.

This is why there is such a concentration of good players.

But the situation is different now. It's too quiet outside!

The chilling atmosphere before was gone!

There is just deathly silence!

"Be careful!" the leader shouted immediately. But these became the last words he left in this world.

Snap!

A bullet entered his throat, and neither the bulletproof helmet nor the body armor could save his life. →The leader tightly covered his neck and breathed frantically, but no air could enter his lungs. He just twitched with despair and fell to the ground.

Almost at the same time as the gunfire rang out, other team members immediately rushed out and formed a defensive formation based on their vehicles. At the same time, they dragged their boss's body behind the cover and planned to give first aid.

But after taking off the boss's helmet and mask, he found that it was already too late.

So dead!

What now?

The boss is dead, do they still want to continue?

Everyone looked at each other.

But soon they no longer have to worry, because others help them make their choice.

Snap!

A bullet was fired from the villa, shooting a mercenary to the ground.

Everyone reacted quickly, raised their guns and fired at the inside of the villa. I didn’t even think about taking aim. Anyone who has actually been on the battlefield knows that when a battle occurs, all marksmanship is irrelevant, just use piles of bullets!

Kill an enemy with hundreds of rounds of bullets and make a huge profit!

According to relevant data, the US military’s investment has reached an astonishing US$6 trillion since the Iraq War. It took 6 billion rounds of bullets to kill a total of 40,000 people, which means that an average of 250,000 bullets killed one enemy.

So everything you aim at is just a cloud, but if you have enough ammunition, it’s just Tutu!

The mercenary's firepower is absolutely sufficient, with both light and heavy machine guns. There are also two remote-controlled Gatling guns on the vehicle that pour out ammunition crazily.

In less than three minutes, the entire villa began to shake.

At this time, the ammunition is almost exhausted and needs to be replaced.

But at this moment, gunshots were heard again behind them.

Bang bang bang!

From the sound, they knew it was the sound of a large-caliber firearm. They wanted to pounce on him immediately, but unfortunately it was too late because the gunshot was too close to them.

The three mercenaries were knocked down instantly, with holes as big as bowls appearing in their chests!

This wound...

Experienced mercenaries will know at a glance that this is a large-caliber Magnum!

They had only encountered this kind of wound while hunting, and this was the first time they had seen it on a human being. There is no way, the large-caliber Magnum was originally used for hunting, and the recoil is too great for most people to really play with.

Most people didn't have the time to think about this, and instead turned their guns and shot in the direction outside the villa.

But before he could fire, another gunshot came from behind...

What the hell is going on!

Why are there enemies in front and behind? Moreover, the inside of the villa was smashed by them. Why would Mao still have enemies?

But before they could figure it out, several black shadows suddenly flew in the night sky, and after two swish sounds.

All the people were frozen in place.

Then, they fell to the ground one after another.

After a while, Blood Mint came out of the villa. He was holding a silver M1911 in his hand. On the other side, Kai also came out with a man. With a wave of his hand, the black shadow that was still wandering in the air returned to his hand like a tired bird returning to the forest.

Those were the flying knives that Hannibal had confiscated from Willis. I have to say that Kai simply loved this thing. Kai hadn't realized before that this thing really looked like a flying sword!

Which boy doesn't have a dream of cultivating immortals?

Especially after the spread of the Fairy Sword and Fairy.

Drunken Sword Immortal is really handsome!

Flying swords are so handsome!

In fact, the power of flying swords and bullets is about the same, and bullets are even more cost-effective. But Kai prefers to use flying swords.

This is fucking sentiment!

Although Kai didn't know what sentiment was, after all, in his previous life, the word sentiment was played badly.

Anyway, no matter what, being handsome is enough.

Xue Mint looked at the unlucky guy in Kai's hand.

"Leave him alive, you can interrogate him."

After saying that, he threw the unlucky guy to Xue Mint.

Xue Mint nodded, grabbed the unlucky guy and walked aside.

...

"How is it?" Cornell asked nervously.

Sitting opposite him was Wednesday, who put down the antique phone and exhaled fiercely.

"Failed."

Cornell fell on the chair in disappointment, and then stood up hurriedly: "You promised my safety! You must do something?!!"

There is no way, it's too damn scary. Cornell himself has some ability, otherwise he would not be able to remain independent and live well between the high table and Kingpin. But he didn't dare to face the collective siege of the elite killers of the high table, which would definitely be courting death.

In the business of assassins, real masters may not necessarily be able to fight, and killing people does not require fighting. There are all kinds of strange ways for assassins to complete their tasks. Cornell knows that there is such a person in the assassin industry who never kills people himself, but no one knows how he kills people.

In short, don't think that assassins are all the kind of murderers who shoot randomly with guns.

There are all kinds of people in this business, so don't think that you can be a master if you have some superpowers.

But so many elite assassins failed!

That's right, this siege was a trap from the beginning. Cornell deliberately told his younger brother that place, just to let Hannibal and Bloodmint come to the door.

The high table arranged more than 30 experts in the industry around it, just to kill them with one shot. But now it has failed!

Wednesday's face is not good, and he didn't say something.

That is, not only did the siege fail, but all the assassins died!

Most of them showed no signs of resistance at all!

Now the "scavengers" of the high table are working hard to eliminate those corpses and traces. Otherwise, with so many bodies, the pressure on the High Table would be great.

"We have a backup plan for this, you don't have to worry at all." Wednesday had no interest in the gang leader in front of him. Cornell was a big shot in Harlem, but in Wednesday's eyes he was nothing.

The High Table was completely catching rabbits by robbing straw with Cornell. While using him to lure out Hannibal, it could also expand its power.

Then Wednesday ignored Cornell and picked up his phone and dialed.

"Sloan, let's talk."

...

Sloan, an old black man, if you see him on the street, you will only think he is an honest old man.

But in fact, he is the head of the most famous killer organization in the world.

The Brotherhood, also known as the Mutual Aid Society or the Assassin Brotherhood, can have many names, but the essence remains unchanged, a killer organization that makes a living by killing people.

Of course, the people in this organization don't think so. They think they represent the justice of the world. They work for God and kill the evil people who have caused great harm to the world to maintain world peace.

A great creed.

But other people in the industry sneered at this. They thought they were a bunch of psychopaths.

Because they killed people and received money in the same way.

This is a killer.

Apart from this, the reputation of the Mutual Aid Society in the industry is actually quite good. Their killers are fearless and take completing the task as their first priority. They are extremely dedicated.

Of course, it is not without disadvantages.

That is, it is too expensive.

Generally speaking, the Mutual Aid Society and the High Table are in a competitive relationship, but in fact, the Mutual Aid Society is in a sense a subordinate unit of the High Table, but it is more independent. The High Table sometimes places orders with the Brotherhood.

Sloan frowned immediately after receiving Wednesday's call.

The Mutual Aid Society has had a lot of problems in the past six months, and many members have died. It is not easy to take care of itself. It is also because the Mutual Aid Society itself is relatively closed and it is difficult to spread the news, so it has not been known to the outside world, but the actual situation is that the Mutual Aid Society is not having a good time now.

Just a few days ago, one of the strongest killers in the Mutual Aid Society, 'X', was killed.

In addition to the elite killers who died before, the Mutual Aid Association can only dispatch a few elite killers at this stage.

If possible, Sloan would not want to deal with these trivial matters, but the problem is that he cannot refuse.

The reason why the Mutual Aid Society can exist and live so well in the competitive killer industry is naturally not because they can do everything. As I said, there are all kinds of people in the killer industry, and the Mutual Aid Society really doesn't have that ability. Joining the High Table and accepting their leadership is the reason why they can always be transcendent in this industry.

So Sloan couldn't refuse.

Thinking of this, Sloan called Fox.

"How is Wesley?"

"Very good, worthy of being the son of that man." Fox said in an extremely weird tone.

"Is that so... Then, it's time to give him a test. If he passes the test... then the plan can start." Sloan said.

"What mission?" Fox asked seriously.

Fox may be the most steadfast person among the killers in the Mutual Aid Society.

"Kill Hannibal!" Sloan didn't care if Fox knew about this.

Because Hannibal's reputation... is simply stinking, a complete villain. It's not uncommon for him to appear on the loom.

Oh, by the way, the most ridiculous thing about the Mutual Aid Society is that it claims that their targets are all from a loom... That's funny. Anyway, outsiders don't believe it. They just think that the people in the Mutual Aid Society are mentally ill.

Fox naturally knew Hannibal, and didn't think there was anything wrong with killing him. He didn't suspect that there was anything fishy.

She was just worried... whether this test would be too... difficult.

"Will this be..." for Wesley

"We don't have time, Fox. How many of us are we now? Carlos is hunting us one after another. How many people can escape his pursuit? He is the strongest one. We have no choice."

In fact, Sloan has another intention.

He doesn't know how terrible Hannibal is, but a well-known killer in the United States can be at large until now, which is definitely not good luck.

So he hopes to use Wesley's danger to lure Carlos out, and it would be best if they and Hannibal were both injured, and then they would come out to clean up the mess.

Kill two birds with one stone.

"I understand. I request to join the operation."

"No problem. This mission is supposed to be a multi-person operation. I will let the gunsmith and Barry join the operation. The insecticide will be your backup."

"Understood!"

Fox put down the phone and looked at Wesley who was still fighting the butcher.

Wesley, just over a month ago, was just a Luther whose life was gloomy, an oppressed social animal, and a poor guy who was cheated. If nothing unexpected happened, his final ending would be nothing. The worst thing is that even Wesley himself thinks so. In his opinion, the meaning of life is to kill time and wait for death-until he met Fox, everything changed.

He was brought into an unheard-of world by Fox.

A killer's world.

Here, he saw a world that was completely different from his terrible life. In this world, he is not a fool who has accomplished nothing, nor a mediocre mortal, but a gifted genius, a man with an unparalleled father, and a goal that is so lofty that he can change the world.

Although he kept complaining about being tired, he actually liked it.

He loved it all!

Because he finally escaped from the cycle of life that was actually hell.

He wanted to live a different life!

"Wesley!"

"Here!" Wesley dodged the butcher's knife and fought back with the meat knife in his hand while responding to Fox.

"We have a mission! Sloan said this will be a test for you!"