Chapter 262 Who ambushes whom?

Yin Shi.

In the Wang family mansion, the square in front of the villa was brightly lit, and the propeller of a private plane was buzzing, ready to take off north at any time.

In the study, Wang Ai, lying on the sofa, squinted his eyes and listened patiently to the assassin's plan on the other end of the phone.

"We have arranged the personnel, Mr. Wang. We are currently maintaining a safe distance of 800 meters from Zhang Zhiwei."

"The weapon used in this mission is the latest generation of anti-material sniper rifle developed by a German arms company two years ago. It has an effective killing range of 2500 meters, and a single shot is enough to penetrate a 30mm alloy steel plate;"

"The bullets amplified by my ability can have their penetration power increased several times. This kind of weapon is not used against people and is not normally used. But anyway, you are the employer and we will follow your needs. As for the process of the balance, please do it as soon as possible."

All the wrinkles on Wang Ai's face smoothed out. He was in a good mood and joked:
"As for the money, of course I have prepared it for you. It's just a little unexpected. I wonder how capable you, a young man, are compared to your seniors?"

"You were driven out of the mainland back then, and you never thought about coming back? If you are willing, I might be able to help you."

The assassin who talked with Wang Ai belonged to the alien assassination organization "Wan Nian Shou" which was severely damaged during the Republic of China period.

Since fleeing overseas, they have been taking root in Southeast Asia, accepting commissions from all over the world. After more than 70 years of recuperation and settling down, they are now more powerful than before, but they have never returned to the mainland.

"No need. Thank you for your kindness. I take money from others and help them get rid of their misfortunes. Good professional ethics are the reason why our industry has been prosperous for a long time. I dare not think about anything beyond the task."

"Do you have any other instructions?"

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Wang Ai was silent for a few seconds and then ordered:

"Be patient, don't rush to act. Wait until they are both injured, then you can wait for the opportunity to strike. That will be the best time to snipe and kill them."

"Yeah." The assassin expressed his understanding.

The communication was interrupted. Wang Ai closed his eyes and smiled, waiting for the dawn.

Dawn.

A streak of red light split the day and night in half. Zhang Zhiwei and his companions, who were on the edge of the Gutala Gobi Desert, were still sitting quietly in front of the campfire.

The cold temperature quickly faded away, the temperature gradually rose, the ground was covered with weathered gravel and undulating sandstone hills, the landform was simple and vast.

As the decisive battle approached, Zhao Huanjin became more cautious. While his master was still meditating, he gathered his Qi and turned it into a needle, which he inserted along the Du channel on Gong Qing's back, sealing his Qi and making him no different from an ordinary person.

An hour later, when the rising sun finished rising into the sky and illuminated all things, a rumbling sound came from the sea of ​​clouds above. Two incandescent lights suddenly appeared from the end of the sky, descended to the ground, and two slender figures walked out.

It was also at this time that Zhang Zhiwei, who had adjusted himself to the best condition, opened his eyes. He slowly stood up, with a faint smile on his lips, and greeted happily:

"Old Lu, Chief Jiang, here!"

"Huanjin, come and meet your two seniors."

"Junior Zhao Huanjin greets you two." The chubby Taoist priest bowed and saluted.

"Ready?"

Jiang Mo couldn't help but glance sideways into the distance, and once again looked around at the endless Gobi Desert. When he arrived at his destination earlier, he vaguely sensed a strange aura.

At the same time, the assassins lurking in multiple directions, even if they were 800 meters away and using telescopes to monitor their targets, all inexplicably felt a bad premonition. They had just had a strong illusion that the white-haired young man in black clothes was looking at them?

Hearing Jiang Mo's greeting, Zhang Zhiwei said calmly:
"It's OK, but my old bones are a little loose, not as good as when I was young. When the fight starts, I may not have the energy to care about this little disciple. I'll trouble you and Old Lu to help keep an eye on him."

"it is good."

At the same time Lu Jin agreed, Jiang Mo's true energy had already sunk into the ground, instantly covering an area of ​​one kilometer in radius and connecting with every inch of soil. In an instant, the ambushing assassins seemed very close to him.

"Someone is targeting you."

".Is that so? That's normal."

Zhang Zhiwei seemed to have expected this. When he was meditating last night, he felt an uneasy sense of alertness. It was a sign that danger was approaching. In order to consider the safety of his disciple Zhao Huanjin, he could not leave alone to investigate.

"No problem, I'll capture them right now."

Jiang Mo locked onto the positions of the four killers, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he performed a level of true magic at will. Suddenly, countless rock and earth Qi gathered together and transformed into a huge hand of sand, which broke out of the ground and suppressed the assassin lurking on the surface of the Gobi Desert.

"Boom!!"

A faint voice came from a distance, and thick smoke rose up like four mushroom clouds. In the area covered by the true Qi, Jiang Mo was the absolute master, and he could control the material of this world at will.

"call out--!"

Four afterimages broke through the air, each of them was imprisoned by a huge hand made of sand and gravel, unable to move. They were in a state of panic. Such a drastic change happened in less than ten seconds after they made eye contact with the white-haired young man. They were exposed before the mission even began.

Looking at the four large-caliber anti-material sniper rifles, Zhang Zhiwei, who was still a flesh-and-blood man, smiled bitterly:

"You really think highly of an old man like me."

He recognized weapons of this level, which were specifically used to snipe tanks and helicopters. Without the protection of the golden light, he would have died on the spot if he was hit by a bullet.

What's more, even with the blessing of golden light, he had never tested the power of the firearm himself, and he had no idea whether he could defend against it.

There was a faint vibration of "da". An assassin saw that something was wrong and hurriedly bit off the venom hidden in his teeth and swallowed it into his throat. In just a few seconds, he foamed at the mouth and died of organ failure.

Coincidentally, the other two assassins were also so resolute that they did not allow any interrogation opportunities;
Only the strongest elite hesitated for a moment, but Jiang Mo directly used the triple true method to sweep away all his innate Qi. His physical strength was suddenly exhausted, as if he was forty or fifty years older. Countless Qi took this opportunity to penetrate his body and completely control him.

"Who sent you?" Jiang Mo questioned, his calm eyes contained a majesty that could not be looked at directly. "I killed me" The assassin was unwilling to tell the truth.

"It's okay, you'll tell me."

Jiang Mo activated the Soul-Breaking Curse, and instantly, the assassin's brain felt as if it was being torn apart. He wailed and begged for mercy.

"what!!!"

“Stop. Ah!!”

The assassin was in a state of madness. He struggled desperately, his eyes bloodshot and ferocious.

However, Jiang Mo was still maintaining the output of pain, constantly approaching the limit of the man's soul collapse. He acted calmly and ignored the miserable pleading.

"Wang Wang's House"

"Wang Ai."

"kill me!!"

"what!!!"

The man's flesh and blood began to melt inch by inch, and he could not feel any pain until his death.
With the death of the four people, the hand of sand that imprisoned them began to dissipate, leaving behind four sniper rifles and some combat tools.

"I was wondering who it was, it turned out to be the fat old man from the Wang family."

Zhang Zhiwei had the intention to kill, and he was now wondering whether Wang Ai would come in person to watch his show.

"Huanjin, can you use this thing?"

"I'll take a look."

Zhao Huanjin fumbled around and found that all four guns were loaded and ready to fire. As long as he pulled the trigger, the armor-piercing bullets inside would be fired instantly. The specific killing range was still unclear.

At the same time, Zhang Zhiwei and Lu Jin searched the bodies and found a mobile phone that used satellite encrypted communications on the assassin captain, which contained the number that had been dialed not long ago.

"Call him, I can imitate the sound."

Jiang Mo plundered the opponent's innate Qi, and with a little bit of mystical skills, he transformed himself into the appearance of the assassin captain. It was not a simple disguise, but a real transformation of the body from the outside to the inside into another person. He had already mastered this method when he was in seclusion at the second level of Xuanming, but he had hardly ever used it.

Lu Jin followed his instructions and pressed the call button: "Beep, beep, beep"

After a few seconds, the call was connected, and Wang Ai's voice was mixed in with the roaring propeller noise.

"what happened?"

Jiang Mo answered the phone calmly:
"The target is about to enter the blind spot of vision. We are too far away to follow him. We are afraid of arousing the suspicion of the other party. Do we need to take action in advance?"

".Keep waiting."

Wang Ai's voice sounded a little anxious, and he seemed to be losing his temper.

As soon as he finished speaking, he changed his mind: "If you are more than 80% sure, you can try it."

"Ah."

Jiang Mo simply replied and hung up the phone. The phone dissipated like smoke in his palm. He also easily wiped out the traces of the people on the ground and buried them all under the yellow sand.

"Lao Zhang, what are you going to do? If it were me, I would give you a taste of your own medicine."

Lu Jin suggested killing Wang Ai.

"It's really you, Old Lu, who understands me."

"Huanjin, do you know how to use this iron lump? Pick a good position later, and when you see that fat guy, shoot him in the head."

Zhang Zhiwei pointed at the sniper rifle on the ground and asked his disciple.

"I can't guarantee it. If the distance is too far, I may not be able to hit the head. "

"If you hit the torso, the success rate will be much higher. In fact, I've seen sniper rifles like this on my phone before. The effect is almost the same no matter where you hit. As long as you hit the target, the person will be gone. A big hole will be created with one shot."

Zhao Huanjin seemed to doubt his own ability and said:
"But, Master, this is my first time using this thing, so I can't be sure. Also, the people from the company should come with Wang Ai, is it really okay to do it?"

"No problem. If you fired the gun, just run as fast as you can. They can't catch you. Besides, Quan Xing is also there. It's not certain who they will suspect."

As soon as Zhang Zhiwei finished speaking, Jiang Mo beckoned Zhao Huanjin over, used his profound skills to rebuild his skeleton and appearance, and even changed his Taoist robes. He handed him a makeshift talisman paper and said:

"After you shoot and tear it apart, you can go back to your uncle Jinzhong. The people in the company won't have the time to pay attention to you."

"Thank you, Master Jiang."

Zhao Huanjin took the talisman paper with both hands with a dignified expression. Then Lu Jin took him to choose a suitable ambush position and constructed a special shelter for him to cover his body.

Gong Qing, who witnessed the whole process, was already sweating profusely and was deeply shocked.

In order to prevent him from leaking the secret or escaping, Jiang Mo sent out several Qi forces, which instantly crippled the five fingers of both hands and vocal cords of the Quan Xing leader. The leader vomited blood, knelt on the ground in a panic, holding his throat with his hands, his pupils filled with fear.

Zhang Zhiwei lowered his eyes and said nothing. After the group of Quan Xing who came to fight were executed, Gong Qing was the last one.

(End of this chapter)