608: C608 Boutique Equipment

C608 Boutique Equipment

"King of Killers, no wonder you're so amazing."

The excited sniper immediately knelt down on the ground.

No matter which sniper it was, it was the same. How could he not be excited upon meeting his idol?

How could he not be excited?

"Can you tell me now? Who else is in your Shadow Killer Group?"

Lin Fann, who was playing with the sniper rifle in his hand, smiled and said, "I am very easy to talk to. Tell me everything you know."

"I'll tell you everything."

Without Lin Fann's urging, the sniper immediately told him everything he knew.

In order to curry favor with Lin Fann, he even told him about the matter of the chicken skin and garlic.

Two minutes later, Lin Fann thoughtfully nodded: "According to what you said, there are eight snipers with the same strength as you in the Shadow Squad?"

"Right, right, there are eight more."

He quickly nodded and the sniper said, "I've told you everything I know. Look …"

He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was already very clear, especially his eyes that were filled with anticipation.

"Oh, I almost forgot."

Lin Fann smiled and said, "To thank you, I'll teach you a math problem."

"Alright, alright."

The sniper immediately listened carefully, afraid that he would miss out on Lin Fann's next words.

Being able to receive King of Killers's tutelage was an incomparably glorious matter.

Even if it was a math problem.

"You said that there were eight snipers in addition to you just now. That means there are a total of nine snipers, right?"

Without giving the sniper time to answer, Lin Fann continued, "But this math problem is wrong. There are a total of eight correct answers, not nine."

"Why?" Sniper.

Bang.

His finger pulled the trigger and a gunshot rang out.

Blood spurted out and the powerful shooting force sent the sniper flying backwards, then heavily crashed into the ground.

Life instantly vanished.

"Because you count yourself in it."

Looking at the dead sniper, Lin Fann said sarcastically, "Eight snipers, very powerful."

Lin Fann wasn't a kind person, even if the other party was his super fan.

His way of dealing with enemies that wanted to kill him was to kill them all, cleanly and cleanly.

The sniper didn't even have time to react before he died. He had already knelt down and kowtowed.1

Putting away the sniper rifle, Lin Fann kicked the corpse and a key fell out of his pocket.

"Tsk tsk, there really is a treasure."

Picking up the key on the ground, Lin Fann's eyes lit up as he looked around.

A qualified sniper would always bring along some backup plans when carrying out missions.

The goal was to replenish the weapon and, of course, to score the sniper's level of money.

Very good, this sniper was quite rich.

Lin Fann smiled when he found a box from behind the pile of rocks. Just by looking at the material of the box, one could tell that it was not an ordinary item, not to mention the things inside.

Opening it with the key, it was filled to the brim with fine items.

Bulletproof vests, various types of bullets, various parts of sniper rifles, etc.

He took everything out and looked at them. The more he looked at Lin Fann, the more surprised he felt. Every single one of them was top-quality, so it wasn't too good to be used as a weapon.

"Such a good weapon is delivered to my doorstep. I will help you perform the functions they should have."

He put on the bulletproof vest, holstered the weapon at his waist, and tied the dagger to his calf.

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