The first time he saw the man, Zhang Dong's eyes widened in surprise.
I looked at the grass carefully. Under the shelter of trees and grass, it seems that you can really hide a person?
"Thank you, thank you."
The police officer who has been holding his breath has put down his nervous and uneasy heart when he sees this scene.
"Do you know what's up there?" Pointing to the residential building, Lin fan asked, "say something you know."
"Sir, we were scattered when we came here."
After a look at the residential building, the police officer's face became more and more ugly: "they are very strong, we are not rivals, but they do not kill, do not know why."
Think of the scene at that time, clearly they are at a disadvantage, clearly they should be killed.
But I don't know why, from the beginning to now, only three of them have died, the others are just injured.
"Don't think it's so beautiful. Killers don't have compassion."
Seeing what the police officer thought, Lin Fan sneered: "if you insist on giving them a reason for their behavior, it is that they are having fun."
"We'll take care of the rest. You'll go back."
After the police left, Zhang Dong said curiously, "consultant, is the killer really so boring?"
Knowing that the other party is not as good as yourself, so you deliberately let water go for fun?
Why does such a reason sound so ridiculous?
"Zhang Dong, do you think the killer is fierce?"
Without a positive answer to Zhang Dong's question, Lin Fan countered, "I often walk on the tip of a knife, and I don't even know how to die if I'm not careful."
"The most important point is that the killer has to shield a lot of things. After all, the enemies who offend will worry about their relatives."
Speaking of this, Lin Fan sighed: "a long time will give rise to abnormal psychology. Killing people should not be done at once, but slowly. They enjoy the process."
"It's like a cat playing with a mouse and eating it when it's enough."
Although Lin fan described no waves, Zhang Dong shuddered: "in the eyes of shadow killer, we are mice."
"Well, I don't know if I'd like some masters to show up so that they can have fun."
Take out a cigarette box, draw out two cigarettes, pass to Zhang Dong, and then light one: "first smoke a cigarette, expose yourself."
Huh?
When he took the cigarette and didn't light it, Zhang Dong looked around in surprise: "Gu, consultant, will we be too arrogant?"
To know the current situation, they should be careful to hide.
Now you smoke a cigarette and expose yourself?
"Don't worry. It's just a cigarette. It's OK."
A series of smoke rings came out of his mouth. Lin Fan sneered: "they still have eight snipers here. They have to kill a few."
We have to kill a few!
Well, it seems easy.
Since all said so, Zhang Dong simply let go of the smoke. Learn from Lin Fan's movements and puff smoke rings into the air.
"Well, three came."
Feeling three dangerous feelings, Lin Fa's mouth curved.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three rapid gunshots rang out, Lin Fan smoked a cigarette: "OK, finish three, we continue to move forward."
What? That's how it's done with three shots?
Zhang Dong was in a daze. When he saw Lin Fan's calm expression, it was not easy to ask anything.
Is it exaggerating to kill three snipers like this?
No exaggeration, not at all.
When he saw the corpse with blood flowing from his brow, Zhang Dong patted his chest: is the consultant's strength too strong?