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Chapter 103: The dance of demons: slaughter, slaughter, slaughter (1)

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    "As long as Andrews appears at the Hot Spring Villa, he will be accompanied by a powerful figure who can speak in the Moscow political arena. He will be my life-saving talisman, and his existence will give you enough time to operate! Understand?  "After Xiao Sheng finished speaking, the hippopotamus and the scout nodded heavily.  "Scout, once there is movement on the hippo side, you have to clean up the snipers at the entrance of the town. There is enough time left for you, so we don't get shot in the face." Xiao Sheng reminded with a smile.  "Don't worry, boss! Although my marksmanship is not as good as Brother K, I don't pay attention to the Western European gun king Hawkins." Looking at the scout pretending to be a big bad wolf, Xiao Sheng grinned and patted his shoulder, solemnly  He said matter-of-factly: "Be careful!" "Also, have you noticed? The snow on the left side of Morso Town is showing signs of 'collapse'! I believe that after several blasts in the town, these accumulated over the years will be  The snow has become more 'shaky'. They need some external force" After Xiao Sheng finished speaking, the scout nodded slightly and said: "Boss, don't worry until we safely evacuate the town.  When they go out, the snow will be the last straw for them. "Three big hands wearing rock climbing gloves overlapped again.  After throwing down the rope one by one, they faced the rock wall and prepared to slide down into the abyss.  "Remember my words, at this time tomorrow, I will ask the two brothers to find the ocean horses!" "I have to live just for these ocean horses." "Brother K, is it time to take action over there?" The three of them talked to each other.  They looked at each other and smiled, and uttered one word in tacit understanding: "Tu" After saying this word, the three of them quickly slid down the rope.  He disappeared in the blizzard in an instant!  ¡­ St. Petersburg, Klimt Avenue As Russia¡¯s important financial street to the outside world, Klimt Avenue is equivalent to Lujiazui of the Shanghai Stock Exchange in China, or Wall Street in New York.  The combination of ancient Eastern European architecture and modern atmosphere makes this place a gorgeous ¡®business card¡¯ of St. Petersburg to the outside world.  The towering clock at the end of the street will ring a deafening sound every hour.  It has lasted for hundreds of years and never stopped.  It represents an era and has also alerted a generation of financial people!  Although it was almost eleven o'clock local time, the financial institutions on the street were still brightly lit.  Flags representing financial institutions of various countries were hung, fluttering in the northwest direction with the raging cold wind.  For many local people, this kind of "wandering" has long been accustomed to it.  But for some people, the flag hanging on the flagpole will give them too much useful information.  "Wind speed 2.7, wind direction northwest, visibility" Under the clock that has not stopped rotating for nearly a century, a figure crawls in the attic, mumbling a series of data.  The sound of the squeaking gears above his head did not interfere with his judgment of the data!  Through the scale in the sight, he took the trouble to adjust the aiming center again and again.  In the wooden box next to it, there are a dazzling array of bullets of various types.  From explosives to steel warheads, there are even ¡®sandwich bullets¡¯ mixed with chemicals.  ¡®Huh¡¯ The sniper took a long breath and turned sideways to remove the gun.  One by one, the placed bullets were pressed into the gun.  At this time, the clock above his head had reached '10:55'.  ¡®¡®Click¡­¡¯¡¯ The sound of bullets being inserted into the clip was very clear. Only four bullets were placed in the gun with fifteen rounds of ammunition.  It is obvious that this sniper is very confident in his marksmanship.  Glancing at the photo of the 'prey' posted next to it, the sniper pressed the gun with a 'click' sound, took out a marker, and drew a red 'x' on the photo of the prey.  At the same time, he stylishly left his own signature - ak.  ??Blind confidence?  No, just like what former boxing champion Ali once said - if one day you can be as outstanding as me, humility will be a very difficult thing.  This sentence also applies to the ¡®Eastern Sniper God¡¯ - ak.  This is a man who was once underestimated in the industry. Even though he joined Dragon Brain a few years ago and his strong record was revealed, he was still ranked among the top ten snipers in the world.  Several years have passed, and seven of the nine people standing in front of him have fallen.??Under the warhead with the ¡®ak¡¯ logo printed on it.  He is often lucky to live in this era of "a hundred schools of thought contend".  But he often lamented in loneliness: "There is no one who can fight!" "Boring and coquettish" may be the common "label" given to ak by the other four people in the Guilin group.  This man who once stood behind Facebook for decades, after taking charge of his own business, showed his talent and ability to make his opponents "desperate".  If the existence of Facebook makes secret service organizations in various countries uneasy to a certain extent, then the mention of "ak" in recent years will make them feel panic and despair.  Because he has never failed!  Yes, the prey he wanted to kill never lived past the ¡®limitation period¡¯!  Ten fifty-eight!  A man wearing a cashmere trench coat, guarded by several bodyguards, appeared in the hinterland of Klimt Avenue.  They are all on guard, and they are all panic-stricken. They are looking around, but they don't know where the "killer" is.  The bulletproof car started quickly after the man sat firmly!  There were many bodyguards in front and behind, and some were trotting along from the flanks.  This scene in the camera made AK, who had his face pressed against the handle of the gun, reveal a strange smile.  ¡®Crack¡­¡¯ With the sound of bullets being loaded, a ¡®game¡¯ of hunters killing prey is about to begin.  Ten fifty-nine The 'prey' who was protected in the car was tugging at his tie.  He was still holding the information packet that was mailed to his company with trepidation in his hand.  It contains not only his detailed information, but also the ironclad evidence that he has used his own 'logistics line' to transport 'semi-finished' pharmaceuticals for the Gugra system in order to gain greater profits over the years!  In the heavy information bag, there are naturally those horrific photos of the ¡®drug test body¡¯ and the shocking recent photos of the organs!  Behind every photo, there is detailed information about the victim.  At the end, it is also clearly listed which one of the 'Seven Deadly Sins' he committed!  Code name ¡®Seven Deadly Sins¡¯!  This is the "name" of the operation of the "Spirit" team to enter Russia.  And this information was no longer a secret after Xiao Sheng had someone send it to the Russian authorities in clear codes.  Ten fifty-nine, forty-eight seconds Ak, who had not opened and closed his mouth for a long time, squirmed at the corners of his dry lips.  It was as if the facial makeup in the Balev Mountains in Moscow was in tune with people's hearts At this moment, with a voice like a mosquito bite, he uttered one word: "Tu"
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