C358 The End of Failure
C358 The End of Failure
"If you wish to duel, I will accompany you." Richard said tit for tat.
Jack glared at Richard. After a while, he suddenly grinned.
He said gloomily, "Ye, you really aren't a qualified collaborator. I guarantee that this will be our first and last collaboration.
As he said that, Jack took out a photo from his pocket. On it was a woman that was as beautiful as a fairy.
"What a beautiful lady." Jack kissed on the photo.
He looked at his watch and said, "She should be on her way by now. We have about fifteen minutes to assemble our weapons and get started. "
"Don't worry, I have plenty of time." As Richard spoke, he opened the large suitcase in his hand and took out the clothes that had been draped over it, revealing a pile of neatly arranged, shiny black mechanical parts.
"In my eyes, there is no woman in the world who is more beautiful than my gun." His eyes shone as he gently touched the mechanical parts in front of him.
"Very pretty, it's worthy of the title Night Sniper." Jack also looked at his companion's treasure with a look of envy.
Richard was clearly an expert in weaponry, and under his rapid combination of seemingly irregular parts, he slowly began to take shape.
A two meter long heavy SASR appeared in front of them.
"What a perfect work of art!" Richard seemed to be caressing his lover, his face filled with infatuation and intoxication.
"Is this the charm of the XM109's modification?" Jack, who was on the side, was also full of envy.
As the name suggested, this was an extremely rare modified version of a sniper cannon!
Its power could even pierce through armoured tanks, it was the true sniper attack of the hegemon!
After a precise adjustment, Richard stood up with satisfaction.
Jack took out his binoculars from the case, scuttled to the balcony to look at the movement on the road and said, "Let's disguise first, otherwise we'll easily be exposed."
Richard nodded and carried it into the room.
He cut a piece of glass with the blade and carefully placed the broken pieces into the trash can.
Then he wrapped the sandbag's big muzzle in a pillowcase and stuck it out.
Richard once again measured the distance and the accuracy of the adjustment. After calculating the factors that affected the wind speed and the light rays, he made an OK gesture towards Jack.
Jack also nodded and said with a smile, "Nice, let's wait patiently next, shall we?"
"How do you say that in Chinese? Waiting for someone to come? Oh, Shit! It's just a pity that this beauty is so damn beautiful, prettier than any woman I've ever met! "
When Jack said that, he raised the photo in his hand and carefully looked at it.
Ding dong!
Suddenly, the doorbell rang.
This caused the two people who were doing their work to be shocked.
Richard closed the bedroom door directly behind him, so that no one would come in and see what was going on inside.
Jack took out a trident from his waist. He slowed down and came to the door.
"Who?" Jack asked vigilantly.
"Sir, can I buy a flower?"
A little girl wearing a red jacket was standing outside the door as she spoke pitifully.
Beside him followed a little boy holding a skateboard. The combination of the two was like a child who had lost his way. No one would think that these two were assassins who could take his life at any moment.
Jack, who was leaning against the door, seemed to have heard it and quickly pointed the camera at the two children.
Then he opened the door.
"Let's talk inside!"
The little girl dressed in red directly walked into the living room with the boy following closely behind.
However, there was still a trace of vigilance in the boy's eyes. "Where's Night?" Not here? "
"Night" was Richard's code name. As an assassin, he was considered one of the top assassins in the world.
"You want to see Night?" Jack looked at the two children in front of him with a smile, "He won't meet you. You let him damage the entire equipment warehouse."
"We also didn't expect Hsiao Hee to be so powerful."
The skateboard boy threw the skateboard on the living room floor in frustration, "When I found out he was an ancient Chinese martial arts cultivator, he had already been invited by me into the arsenal, f * ck!"
"This is our negligence. We will explain it to the organization." The little girl wearing the red jacket was also very depressed.
It had to be said that they were careless and didn't look Hsiao Hee in the eye. They didn't expect their move to be like lifting a rock to smash their own feet.
It was all Hsiao Hee's fault as he had stepped into the late stage of Golden Core Stage and rarely displayed any spirit energy fluctuations. He normally looked like an ordinary person.
"Explain to the organization?" Jack's smile suddenly turned cold, "How do I explain this? The organization definitely can't accept losers. "
"Then leave the organization!"
The skateboarder boy was angry to begin with, and this time, he even spoke out the words in his heart, "This world is so big, where is — —"
"Be careful!" The girl in the red jacket shouted.
It turned out that the full bearded Jack's face turned cold as he rushed towards the boy before the boy could finish his sentence.
Bang!
Although the boy on the skateboard had brute force, his killer team with the girl had only used the harmless facade of humans and animals to deceive their target, thus finding an opportunity to strike.
The two naturally wouldn't be a match for "Ripper" Jack.
Although Jack had a full beard, he looked like the old man next door was dispirited.
However, when he did so, he did not waste any time. The moment he got close to the boy, his arms actually bent backwards!
"Pu ci!"
The icy-cold prick pierced the boy's chest in an instant, just as the word "Ripper" described.
The bearded man, Jack, used less than three breaths' time to open the boy's chest, from close range to turning speed.
"No!"
Seeing her companion's chest bleeding, the red-robed girl's eyes turned red. She immediately pulled out her weapon and pointed it at Jack, wanting to pull the trigger.
At that moment, the door to the bedroom was opened. A two-meter-long cannon shot out from the door and landed on the back of the girl's head.
The girl knew exactly who was standing behind her. She only paused for a moment before she tried to pull the trigger again.
But unfortunately, it was already too late.
Jack had already silently arrived in front of her, with a mouthful of white teeth coming out from his thick beard.
"You …"
The girl looked at the trident on her chest in disbelief: "How could, how, how, awesome …"
As the sound of his voice faded, his aura vanished, as dead as it could be.
"What bad luck!" The bearded man, Jack, brushed off the blood splattering on his body, "OH! NO! "Damn it!"
Richard only glanced at Jack, who was full of complaints. He retracted the weapon in his hand and once again buried himself in the darkness of his bedroom.
"Thank you." He only said two words before the bedroom door closed again.
Jack didn't say anything, he swung the trident in his hand as if the two people's lives were not enough to satisfy it.
However, at this moment, there was a knock on the door.