Chapter 423

The Pete killer comes to a dark room. He takes off his backpack, turns around and begins to put gloves on himself. He just felt a breeze blowing through his ears, he didn't care, but when he turned around, the backpack behind him disappeared.

This immediately frightened him.

He stood up, looked left and right, and saw no one.

He wiped the cold sweat on his head and said in his heart, "who is it? Why is my backpack missing? Is it haunted? " He thought so in his heart, but just after thinking about these things, there was a bang bang sound. At another glance, all the gun parts written in his backpack fell down and scattered on the ground, and each part was crushed to pieces.

The next moment, the scream came.

Pete invited these people to fly to the sky for no reason, and then hit the ground, one by one expression distortion, struggling on the ground.

The sniper on the top of the mountain takes out his walkie talkie and is ready to call Pete for support. But before he speaks, the walkie talkie rustles twice and suddenly turns into a scrap metal in his hand.

This sniper has never encountered such a situation. How can the good walkie talkie become a flat plastic block in front of him?

It's like being run over by a big truck.

The sniper immediately threw out his walkie talkie and got up from the ground. He was about to leave here with his sniper rifle. However, he only felt that the wind was blowing through his ears, and the guns in his hand were a pile of parts scattered on the ground.

The same is true for another sniper.

"Damn, what's going on?"

All the previous preparations were in vain.

In this case, even the experienced killers feel a little nervous.

Pete draws a dagger from his waist and holds it in his hand to defend himself. He thought that this dagger could bring her a great sense of security, but something unexpected happened to her. At this moment, the lines on the dagger cracked, broke into pieces, and fell to the ground. He was surprised to see that he was holding the empty handle of the knife. Then he seemed to be frightened and threw the handle out. He shrank in the corner and dared not breathe.

At this time, he began to doubt whether his task was wrong.

Is it a target or a ghost? This time became one of the questions he wanted to know the most.

He cried out in despair, "who the hell are you? Where are you? Come out, don't be so furtive and furtive, isn't it a man But no voice answered him. The room was so quiet that he could only hear his own heartbeat and breathing.

"I heard you came to kill me?" Suddenly there was such a sound in the room, like a ghost.

The psychological quality of the killer is superior posture, even at this moment cold sweat DC.

He looked at the pile of parts on the ground and breathed the air.

Are you going to plant here?

"Who sent you here? Tell me the truth, or I'll kill you! "

The faint voice in the air came to Pete's ears. He was highly concentrated, but he still didn't find anyone's trace.

He said amen in his heart, praying that the gods would protect him.

"I don't know. The employer is completely confidential. I don't know."

Xiao Han could tell that he was not cheating.

The wind can tell Xiao Han what he thinks.

Soon, Xiao Han felt dull.

Did not expect to be able to rank on the name of the killer is just like this, a little bit of Yin move, can't hold up?

It's a pity. It's a pity.

Pete closed his eyes tightly. He could feel a person standing in front of him. This is the sixth sense of human beings.

He opened his eyes suspiciously and saw the target of his assassination standing in front of him.

Under the professional reaction, he immediately rushed forward and used the most vicious strangulation move to reach for Xiao Han's head.

But before he got close, Xiao Han stopped in the air.

It's like being suspended in the air.

So he said, "let me go!"

Xiao Han said with a smile: "you come here to kill me. Why should I let you go? You should come with me. "

Said, Xiao cold head also don't return of turn round to leave.

Miraculously, the killer suspended in the air is like a balloon, which is held by Xiao Han and left with him.

Ma Kangning looked at the time. Xiao Han has been gone for ten minutes and has not come back yet.

I couldn't help worrying, but I soon laughed and felt that my worry was just too much.

Just think of here, Xiao Han is to push the door open, Xiao Han came to Ma Kangning's side.

As soon as Ma Kangning wanted to say something, he saw Pete's killer suspended behind Xiao Han, and said in surprise: "he? Is that the killer? ""Yes."

Xiao Han shrugged, "from now on, it's up to you."

When he said that, Xiao Han leaned over Ma Kangning's ear and said, "you'd better get the boss's address for me. I'll meet him for a while."

"For a while?" Ma Kangning scratched his head. "Why don't you take me with you? At that time, there will be a look after. "

"Well, it depends. Go ahead and finish what I told you."

"Well."

Ma Kangning grabs Pete by the ear and pulls him away.

Xiao Han took a deep breath in Xiaodi, and his eyes gradually deepened.

"I don't want to play after such a long time."

Xiao Han's deep eyes, gradually burst out a little killing.

Ma Kangning in Zheng Yi's cooperation, two people found a small dark room, tied up the killer.

Because both of them had no experience in interrogation, they were at a loss at the beginning. Later, Ma Kangning had an idea. He took out his mobile phone Baidu to search for the key words, coughed twice, and poked Zheng Yi's arm. After watching together for a long time, they ran out mysteriously to prepare the tools.

The two men's abnormal behavior makes the killer named Pete feel numb.

As for why Xiao Han wanted Ma Kangning to interrogate this guy, although he knew before that Pete didn't know who was the gold owner who hired him, things could be done step by step.

For example, first find the killer's home and get information. There must be recent transaction records and character information on it.

There is no doubt about that.

But Xiao Han couldn't figure out why he insisted on buying a killer. No matter how experienced the killer was, no matter how calm he was, he was just an ordinary man.