There was a look of disbelief on his face.

There was a trace of contempt on Wednesday's face, and then he put away the gun handsomely. He turned around and planned to go back to his brother's former room, have a drink, and pay homage to his brother.

But when he turned around, everyone present looked like they had seen a ghost.

He quickly turned his head.

They found Hannibal getting up from the ground, and the bullet hole in his forehead had healed.

"What's that?" Hannibal asked, pointing at the gun.

There was panic on Wednesday's face. He had never seen anything like this before. The Holy Killer never misses!

Of course, what he didn't know was that the Holy Killer did not miss, and Hannibal was indeed killed just now...

But the problem is that Hannibal has always been just a clone of Kai. If the clone is killed...it would be easy to replace him with another one. But that gun did give Kai a bad feeling! If his true body is here...he really

will die!

This is a feeling that Kai has not felt in many years!

Wednesday raised his gun in fear and fired desperately!

This time, Kai, um, Hannibal, no longer knew how to support him. He turned into a shadow and appeared behind Wednesday. Wednesday's reaction was also very fast. Almost as soon as Hannibal appeared behind him, he planned to turn around.

Unexpectedly, Hannibal grabbed the hand holding the gun and inserted a finger into the trigger, making it impossible for Wednesday to pull the trigger.

The moment Wednesday's hand holding the gun was caught, his other hand quickly grabbed an ax from behind him and struck Hannibal's head hard!

Hannibal flipped his other hand, and a dark dagger appeared in his hand, blocking the axe.

"Sniper! Shoot! The same goes for everyone else!" The commander who was hiding in the dark saw this scene and immediately called for snipers and other hotshots to shoot. Although it may not necessarily kill Hannibal, it can delay and contain him.

Then give Wednesday a better chance to attack.

But at this moment, several black shadows suddenly shot out from Hannibal's waist, cuffs and collar.

Then those black shadows flew in the air, quickly passing through the gunmen, and then flew back, flying randomly in front of Hannibal. However, this messy black shadow helped Kai block all the blocking bullets.

But at this time, those hotshots who had been crossed by the black shadow suddenly relaxed and fell to the ground.

All dead!

"Can you tell me now... what happened to this gun?"

At this time, Wednesday could also see what those black shadows were, which were pieces of strangely shaped blades. One of them was now lowered at his throat.

Naturally, Wednesday could not surrender so spinelessly, but shouted at the top of his lungs: "Sloan!!!"

bump!

A very distant gunshot rang out.

Hannibal was immediately attracted, and he looked up in the direction of the gunfire.

Then the hell happened.

A bullet flew towards him with an extremely irregular trajectory. In Hannibal's eyes, the bullet was deflected, but just when Hannibal thought the bullet was going to miss, the bullet missed.

He accelerated and made a sharp turn, hitting him on the temple!

Then Hannibal's body was suddenly blown away by the huge kinetic energy!

What's going on with this bullet?

Even if the trajectory is weird and it turns corners, why is it still accelerating?

A few blocks away, on the roof of a building, Wesley also took his eyes off the scope.

The sniper rifle he used was modified by a mutual aid association, and the bullets were hand-made by the best bullet experts. The weird trajectory and acceleration just now were due to this special bullet.

Fox was on the side holding a telescope as an observer for Wesley.

Fox ignored Wesley's probing eyes and took out his phone to call Sloan.

She reported what had just happened in the most concise language.

Sloan's face turned dark over there, and he said why did Gao Dai Desk come to him for help!

Emotions have encountered such an enemy!

"Come back! Immediately! He is not something we can deal with now. We must collect enough intelligence!" If they continue to mix with this kind of enemy, they don't know how many people they will lose. The Mutual Aid Association doesn't have that many good players to lose.

"Understood!" Fox also thinks so. There was something wrong with their previous intelligence. In this case, giving up the mission is the best choice. Although the assassins in their mutual aid association are not afraid of death, they are doing it to complete the mission. If they die, they will
Chapter completed!