1106: C1106 Death Message

C1106 Death Message

The middle-aged man, Heracleum, seemed to be very calm towards the words of the odd group.

"Since we can't find him and don't know who he is, we'll let him walk right into our trap."

"If he kills one every night, we'll be prepared!" to lure him out. "

After hearing what the middle-aged man said, the more than a dozen people present could not help but be stunned and came to a realization.

However, no one had expected that just as Heracleum finished his words, there was a loud bang.

A bullet pierced the glass, the glass shattered into countless pieces, and a bullet went through the head.

One of the people in the room didn't even have the time to understand what had happened. A bloody hole appeared in his head, and he immediately collapsed onto the ground.

Blood continued to ooze out from the hole, and everyone stood in place, stunned for a few seconds.

No one had thought that something like this would happen. They were currently in a meeting room on the tenth floor.

Where did the bullet come from? After being stunned for a moment, someone shouted.

"That damned madman! He's here! "

The other dozen people, including the odd group, Chubby Brother, and the middle-aged Heracleum all fell down when they heard the shout.

Some of them even hid under the table, thousands of meters away on top of a tall building. Lee Jun was holding a sniper rifle, his mouth curled into a smile.

After killing a man, Lee Jun continued to fire. Within the meeting room, peng, peng, peng …

More than thirty shots were fired in quick succession. The bullets struck the wall, and the dozen of people held their heads, trembling all over.

Lee Jun continuously fired more than thirty times before finally putting the sniper rifle on his shoulder.

Qianqian, who was standing beside Lee Jun, saw the scene in front of her and asked in confusion.

"Elder Brother Jun, aren't they gathered together? "Why not?"

"Qianqian, didn't I say before that I would make them wait for their deaths in fear?"

"At the same time, let them have nothing. The foundation of the Huamen Sect in the N Zone has already been stabilized. It is time for the power of the J City to reap the harvest."

Qianqian didn't say anything else. Lee Jun put away his sniper rifle and the two of them left the rooftop.

The dozen or so people in the meeting room were still clutching their heads, trembling nonstop.

"Kuang Ding, the gunshots stopped. That madman should have left by now. Go see what happened."

Under the long table, a fat middle-aged man said to a bald fat man.

The bald fatty, who was addressed as Kuang Ding, heard the sound and acknowledged it. He was about to jump out of the table.

Suddenly, the bald fatty who had been addressed as Kuang Jing seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly turned his head back.

Roaring angrily at the fatty.

"Gong Tu!" You son of a b * tch, I was almost killed by you! Why don't you go out and take a look! It would be best if you were to get headshot! "

One minute passed, two minutes passed, ten minutes passed …

The dozen or so people were all hiding under the table. No one dared to take the lead.

At this moment, the door to the meeting room was kicked open with a bang.

The dozen or so people present nearly lost their souls in fright when they heard the door to the meeting room was kicked open.

With a swoosh, cold sweat broke out all over his back, and his body trembled in midair.

Everyone almost instantly fell to the ground. They thought that the madman had come!

A dozen men in black suits walked in.

As the sound of footsteps approached them, everyone lay flat on the ground, not daring to raise their heads despite their breathing.

At this moment, the cloth on the table was pulled apart.

"Heracleum, what happened!"

When the dozen people heard the sound, they were stunned. Heracleum raised his head.

He saw a dozen men in black suits squatting and looking at them.

The middle-aged Heracleum's face suddenly turned dark and ugly. The dozen people hiding under the table all let out a sigh of relief.

Heracleum crawled out from under the table and walked in front of the Suit Man bodyguard.

Pow, pow. He extended his hand and mercilessly slapped him twice.

"You are mute? I don't know how to talk! are you trying to scare me to death! "

The middle-aged Heracleum cursed. The bodyguards who were holding dozens of guns felt wronged.

The one who felt the most wronged was the one who had spoken. Upon hearing the gunshot, he broke through the door and entered, only to be slapped twice.

Heracleum was so angry that his lungs almost burst. When dozens of bodyguards came in, they thought it was that lunatic who came to kill them and almost scared their souls out of their wits.

If he didn't maintain his poise, he might have given the other party a good beating.

When the other people saw Heracleum and a dozen bodyguards standing there, they finally crawled out from under the table.

Everyone looked at the unlucky fellow who had been shot in the head. They were all panic-stricken and secretly rejoiced.

Fortunately, that madman did not hit them. After firing dozens of shots, he only managed to kill one person. They were looking down on Lee Jun's marksmanship.

At this moment, a middle-aged man exclaimed.

"Heracleum, look at the words on the wall!"

Upon hearing the cry of shock, everyone else immediately turned to look and sucked in a breath of cold air.

On the wall, tens of bullet holes spurted out blood from Green Smoke s.

Everyone present suddenly realized that the madman had not fired dozens of shots just to kill them.

It only left four words on the wall!

Everyone was panicking. Other than Chubby Brother, the odd group, and the middle-aged Heracleum, more than ten people's phones rang.

When they heard the message, everyone was slightly stunned and couldn't help but take out their phones.

Bba Bba Bba. Several people saw the contents of the phone and their hands trembled. The phone fell to the ground.

Their complexions became pale and bloodless. The members of the special group looked at them in confusion.0

"Heracleum, that lunatic, send me a text message, saying that he will pay back the debt of blood tonight!"

One of the men looked at Heracleum with a pale face and said with a trembling voice.

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