deep invasion

Chapter 36 Accident ①

Good morning and good afternoon and evening if I can't see you.

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When Han Huan woke up, the sun had already risen. He had a long dream, but when he woke up, he forgot all about it, leaving no traces of the beauty.

He quickly finished washing up, and checked with the kid again with the new mobile phone.The other party's voice was very hurried, and there was an ambiguous breathing sound from the side.

The daily life of the female secretary is really rich and colorful.The corner of Han Huan's mouth twitched slightly and hung up the phone.

It's time for him to do something.

Three in the afternoon.

Han Huan took the car keys, got into the car, lit the ignition, and drove out of the parking lot in a leisurely manner.

At a corner where the staff of the car rental company couldn't see, he stepped on the accelerator suddenly, and the black body rushed out like an arrow off the string and disappeared on the elevated road.

The car was driving on a remote road that was not too wide.

Han Huan carried a pair of pistols and a short dagger on his body, and the guns were full of bullets.

The mission location was in a remote gas station, and he only used the killing part.

Han Huan parked his car two kilometers away from the gas station. His car was silver-gray and the engine was not turned off.

Performing tasks during the day is different from that at night, and being too quiet is prone to accidents.

In the rearview mirror, a black car slowly drove towards the gas station.

Han Huan followed closely, and drove into the gas station at the right time.

The smell of gasoline could be smelled from a distance, and the only staff member in the gas station ran out of the window and was refueling the black car beside him.

The two fuel tanks are distributed in parallel, he is on the right, and his two targets are sitting in the black car that is being refueled on the left.

One needs to be killed outright, while the other needs to be faked by his hand.

The driver got out of the black car and followed the only staff member here to pay the toll.

Han Huan lowered the window, just as the door of the black car opened, and a beautiful woman got out.

In three seconds, the silencer snapped onto the gun body.

The black muzzle of the gun was aimed at the left side of the woman's chest.

At the end of October, the last heat of summer had passed, and he had just put his hands on the car body, but he felt the heat in the air slowly coming from the back to the front.

wrong.

Han Huan slammed on the clutch, and within three seconds after shifting the reverse gear and releasing the clutch, he slammed on the accelerator again.

The silver-gray hatchback was caught off guard, and the man holding the gun behind the car was sucked into the bottom of the car and broke his leg, and the bone fragments splashed on the car body along with the black and red blood.

At the moment when Han Huan reversed the car, the woman who just got out of the car quickly dodged under the car, and behind her a man in black had scarlet blood on his chest.

The woman was about to straighten up, but suddenly she became shorter again.

A bullet grazed her face, leaving a red mark on that flawless face.

"Fuck you."

The woman's hoarse voice echoed in the empty gas station, no, that was a man.After looking carefully, he found that his hand was cuffed on the door of the car.

The sound of bullets piercing the iron plate arrived along with this echo.

The window glass was shattered, crackling and shattering all over the floor.

"The action was exposed on the road. Zhao Jie asked me to be a bait to attract you!" Wearing women's clothes and being handcuffed to limit the space for movement, the kid could only pull up the corpse behind him to avoid bullets, while pointing at Silver. The gray phone roared.

Before he could finish speaking, the kid was shot in the head.

"You really are..."

The gun fell to the ground.

A bullet not far away pierced the man's lower abdomen, and blood splashed on the deep black skirt like a fountain.

The kid picked up the gun, rolled his eyes gracefully, and stepped on the belly of the man who was only breathing.

"Is it your father?"

The man's five internal organs were trampled and shaken, and his consciousness was half awakened by the great pain.

They split into two lanes, and compared to those who went to the silver-gray car, he might not be the lucky one who looked good.

The place where he was penetrated was stepped on by the stiletto of the bright red high heels.

"Where's Zhao Jie?" the kid asked.

"The second floor...killed...me..."

That beautiful face has become an eternal nightmare at this moment.

The little ghost moved his foot away, and said leisurely, "Kill you? I'm dreaming."

His hands twisted to an impossible angle, his joints deformed, and he broke free from the handcuffs with a snap.

"Oh, my precious hand." The kid shook his head helplessly, took his hand, and walked to the second floor.

He won't help the guy who is best at melee combat.

As if he knew what was going on in the man's heart, Han Huan raised his head in front of the car and looked helplessly at the enchanting figure who was going up the stairs. With his backhand, he inserted two fingers into the man's throat.

After the first round of shooting, Han Huan shot almost instantly before the people who rushed out from the small building behind him made their move.

The gun fell into the car, and the thin blade of the short dagger cut the flesh of the person. The aorta in the neck was extremely fragile, and half of Han Huan's hand was soaked in the gushing blood.

With the help of the man who had become a corpse to block a few bullets, Han Huan suddenly pushed the corpse out, seized the second when the opponent moved subconsciously, grabbed the hand holding the gun, swung it hard, and threw it heavily on the ground. On a pillar not far away.

The killing technique honed in life and death became more efficient after the experiment.

Avoiding the bones, his fingers cut into the opponent's chest effortlessly like a piece of butter. Han Huan glanced at his arm. The skin burned by the bullet a moment ago was now so smooth that no trace could be seen.

Behind him is the last one.

The last person was still holding his gun and was shot in the head by someone who came down the stairs.

I don't know if it was because he was wearing women's clothing or because he was dragging a grown man, but the kid walked very slowly, taking a few steps and taking a full minute.

"Come on, Chief Zhao, tell him what you told me just now."

The little ghost let go, and the man dragged by him barely raised his head to look at the two of them.

It wasn't a human face at all. Half of the man's face was cut open. There was only an empty black hole left in one eye, and only one ear remained. His face was covered with blood and light yellow tissue fluid, and pieces of flesh fell out from time to time.

The man stared fixedly at Han Huan with his only one eye, but was forced to speak with difficulty under the stampede of the brighter pair of high-heeled shoes.

"I received the news that you were still alive a month ago. Gu Jing protected you too well..." The man's chin was lifted by the toe of his high-heeled shoes, his face trembling unceasingly.

"Who told you today that we will do it at this time and this place?"

"It's someone close to the Gu family... I don't know who it is, we have been in touch... He gave you today's whereabouts and said that you are going to do it..."

Before the man could finish his last sentence, a wave of heat suddenly rushed around.

The flame gun that was originally used to ignite the silver-gray car fuel tank was turned on at some point, and the flame started to ignite, and the dark blue flame core continued to elongate.

Fuel tanks at the gas station were set on fire.