Hong Kong Comprehensive: Captured by Brother Kun to make a film

Chapter 307 There is no escape from the wings!
There were constant rumblings, smoke billowed from the Continental Hotel, and the walls of the building collapsed.

Du Sheng fired four bullets at a time until all the magazines were empty.

This domineering style of play is just enjoyable.

The shooting is smooth and powerful, fully embodying the truth that force is power!

Boom!

The sound of the explosion echoed in the empty streets, like a mountain falling apart.

The exploded bricks and debris flew everywhere, and many people in the hotel were unable to escape and fell to the ground wailing.

Taking advantage of the thick smoke billowing around the launch pad, making it difficult for outsiders to see clearly, Du Sheng quickly put away the mortar and immediately rushed towards the riddled Continental Hotel.

The grenade hidden in the tactical vest is thrown in like no money.

Since these killers like money so much and like to work together, Du Sheng will certainly not hesitate to give them charity.

In the VIP room on the second floor, Continental Hotel Manager Baroque pushed the woman on him away and went downstairs with a livid face.

How could he not hear the deafening shelling?

What's more, the walls and windows on the second floor were also bombed. The terrible scene was comparable to a defeated position.

how many years?

Their Continental Hotel is still standing, but when has it ever been bombarded so unscrupulously?

No matter who the other party is or what their purpose is, Baroque must make the other party pay the price of blood to wash away the shame!

Otherwise, there is no need for him to sit in this position.

Arriving at the lobby on the first floor, I looked at the devastated scene. The murals I was once proud of were all broken, and people fled in panic.

Flames of hatred appeared in Baroque's eyes.

But before he could summon his men, several oval objects rolled in from outside.

boom!boom!
His pupils shrank suddenly, and just as he flew to the corner behind him, the rumbles continued again.

Grenade!
Wash the floor with grenades again!
Where the hell did this lunatic come from?

He is really going crazy. What kind of hatred or resentment is this?

It stands to reason that their Continental Hotel has always been law-abiding and loves its people like children, so it is unlikely that they will incur such retaliation.

Even if the other party wants revenge, it will be revenge on those killers, and it will never be their turn to blow up the hotel.

But the other side not only used automatic mortars to demolish the buildings, but also threw grenades for free.

Could it be that he has lost his mind and gone crazy?

Still don't know that the High Table Organization behind them has the tracking ability of 'psychic remote viewing'?

The most unacceptable thing is that such a large 'gift' was given to both parties without ever meeting each other. If the situation is not restored, where will the Continental Hotel's face be?
After being bombarded continuously, the killer in the hall could not escape without even trying to find anyone to protect him.

As for the waiter on duty guarding the door, he wished his parents had two more legs.

Seeing a Chinese man with a micro-charge rushing in unscrupulously, Baroque didn't care about gathering more people, let alone the shame, and rolled and crawled towards the negative floor.

Even though it was just a scary glance, he had already vaguely seen it.

There is a striking resemblance to Du Sheng, who has the third highest reward!
After all, he was the one who took over the publishing of the reward. If the real owner came to visit, would he dare to accept it?
Fortunately, there were several loyal guards around to help intercept him, allowing him to rush to the shelter smoothly.

Every mainland hotel is equipped with similar equipment, and the steel doors can completely block all fraudsters.

It's just that the defense mechanism has not been activated here for a long time, and it has almost become a storage house for weapons, antiques and sundries.

After 10 minutes, Du Sheng returned to the hotel lobby again.

He ignored the bloody corpses everywhere and the collapsed walls, sonar tracking was fully activated, and he harvested the hiding little cuties one by one.

It's a pity that they are all ordinary people driven by greed. Not to mention their skills, they don't even have a few fragments.

If we don't get the information and don't have the money, then this attack will be a big loss.

In order to get back his money, Du Sheng didn't even let go of the gold coins used for mission transactions at the Continental Hotel!

At this time, there was a trembling sound from under the front counter, and he stepped forward and swiped it with his gun.

A pale female receptionist crawled out in panic and said in a panic:

"I'm just an employee hired to do things, not a member. Don't kill me——"

Du Sheng still vaguely remembered the smile on his face but the impatience hidden in his eyes 10 minutes ago.

He pointed to the wanted list on the right and asked the same question:
"Where is your manager?"

The female receptionist did not dare to give a perfunctory answer and pointed to the basement:
"Shelter house, I just saw him go down!"

She didn't know if she was too frightened, but her right hand was trembling.

You can still vaguely see traces of white crystal powder flying.

Du Sheng's sense of smell is so sensitive. He almost got caught before, so how could he not be careful?

boom!
The female receptionist looked panicked and lowered her head with difficulty, her heart pounding.

Du Sheng shook his head slightly and quickly walked towards the underground library.

300 million knives is comparable to more than 2000 million Hong Kong dollars. For most people, it is a huge deal.

But the cost of being greedy is also high.

Bang bang bang!
As soon as Du Sheng rushed to the corner of the negative floor, he was faced with an overwhelming barrage of bullets.

He hurriedly ran away and fired back in mid-air.

The three security guards guarding the database fell to the ground with shock on their faces.

They didn't seem to understand until their death that they were ambushing and attacking. How could the other party avoid it in advance?
Could it be that this person has the ability to predict the future just like the psychic clairvoyants of the High Table Organization?
Du Sheng quickly put away the fragments and moved to the database in one step.

The computer has not yet been turned off, and bounty orders and information are being updated one after another.

This seemed to be sent from the headquarters. When I opened it, I saw that part of it was no different from the bounty list in the lobby.

There was a fax printer next to the computer, and the pictures printed out made Du Sheng frown.

Because the image shown above is clearly the scene of him rushing back to Ahmadi and getting off the bus this morning.

This picture is obviously not taken by a camera, and some of the scenes are not right.

It's not like a graffiti on porcelain, which not only reveals his disguised appearance, but also clearly indicates where to turn and go.

It looked like someone was describing it to him on the spot.

But this is totally impossible!
Du Sheng knew very well that there were many people here who were eyeing him, so how could such a low-level mistake happen.

As such, there are only two possible explanations.

Either it was fused with a special gene and gained the ability to locate and observe from a distance.

Either they are born with mysterious abilities and can spy from thousands of miles away.

Du Sheng thought about it for a moment, and suddenly remembered that 17 years ago, there was a legendary CIA spy figure, a super agent who was recognized by the West as one of the best psychic remote viewers.

The other party was nearly [-] kilometers away, and with just a photo and the coordinates, longitude and latitude of the destination, he entered a state of psychic remote viewing to investigate Su Ni's secret research institute and easily described it.

The spheres and machines, including the heavily guarded steel structures inside, are all clearly drawn.

A year later, when the spies returned the photos obtained through candid photography for comparison, it shocked everyone at the CIA.

This matter was brought out by a certain high-level executive who loved to show off, and Su Ni started to clean up the situation. Almost everyone in the world watched with amusement.

The scene in front of him was somewhat similar to this. Du Sheng wondered if it could be the work of the other party's disciple?
If so, camouflage will not be of much use in the future, and it will be annoying to be tracked from time to time.

It also reminded him of the urgent need for resolution and clarity on the situation.

However, there is no information record in the database, and even the receipt sent by the headquarters cannot be opened. It is obvious that he has been on guard for a long time.

Du Sheng knew that there was not much time, so he temporarily suppressed his thoughts, collected useful or valuable things, and then quickly came to the shelter house.

He searched around to make sure there were no traps or ambush around, and his two lock-picking skills came in handy again.

To be honest, locks have been opened more frequently recently, and the composite mechanical locks in front of me are no longer enough.

Baroque, who was staying inside, was still busy sorting out his recent gains, but he soon lost his mood.

He glanced at the computer monitor, which showed snowflakes outside, and faint gunshots could be heard.

You don’t need to guess to know that the daring Chinese man has killed his way through the entire Continental Hotel and is opening the asylum lock.

"Farke! Farke, what kind of monster is this?"

Baroque asked himself that he was well-informed, but he had never seen such a crazy murderer.

blah blah blah!

Suddenly, the mechanical keyhole rang, and the steel door was kicked open.

Baroque suppressed his shock and subconsciously fired continuously.

Du Sheng was extremely familiar with this scene. He hid behind the gate and said in an indifferent tone:

"I'll throw the grenade on the count of three, and you can either kill yourself or come out on your own."

Facing this scoundrel, Baroque felt aggrieved and resentful, but he was not willing to die. He raised his hands:

"I have several million in the bank, in exchange for one life!"

Du Sheng stepped forward, punched him unconscious without saying a word, and then looked at the items piled up in the shelter.

There are all kinds of lighthouse domestically produced pistols, micro-rams, swing sticks, and even shotguns, and most of them are ammunition.

In addition to this, there is a safe in the corner.

When he broke it open, he found that there were hundreds of thousands of euros and knives inside, as well as gold, jewelry, calligraphy and paintings, etc.

The dragon prison space was too crowded, so Du Sheng had to pick and choose and take away the valuables, as well as grenades, micro-chargers, shotguns and related ammunition.

I quickly returned to the first floor with Baroque in one hand, but the sirens were belatedly heard.

Du Sheng simply put down another row of C4 explosives as a gift.

Less than a hundred meters away, there was a loud bang behind him.

This means that Continental Hotels lacks a strong competition in the Middle East, which is really gratifying.

10 minutes later, in the jungle on the outskirts.

Baroque was handcuffed next to the guardrail. His fat body was stained with blood, his arms were twisted, and his face was covered with sweat.

Du Sheng expressionlessly picked up a rusty iron branch on the ground and said coldly:
"The Blackwater organization has harsh interrogations. They use steel needles to pierce the kidneys and let out blood. You will have to undergo dialysis every week for the rest of your life. You will have feces and urine every day." Baroque has worked at the Continental Hotel for nearly ten years. He knows this is true and knows himself even better. Unable to endure it, he said feebly:

"The bounties are all issued by the superiors. I am only responsible for the management. There is no grievance between you and me. I told you, are you sure you will let me go?"

Although the chances are slim, no one wants to die after enjoying wealth.

Moreover, he still has several million in his bank account, and he just hooked up with a busty girl from Eagle Country the day before yesterday.
"I can swear to Jesus that as long as you tell me the complete answer I want and hand over the money in the bank, I can let you go."

Du Sheng said seriously.

As for whether Jesus wanted to have one more pagan, I don’t know.

"The reason why we can locate and track you is that there are many super agents. He has the ability of psychic remote viewing."

Baroque was a devout believer and said directly:
"But I don't know where he is at all. Even some senior officials at the headquarters don't know, because this is the foundation of the hotel."

Although Du Sheng had expected it, he was still surprised:
"Superpower? Or mind power? No restrictions on its use?"

Baroque was in low spirits and said with trembling lips:
"I just heard someone mention it occasionally. It should be mental power, but it cannot be used unlimitedly."

He was once very curious and asked some senior officials while drunk during the year-end meeting.
I learned that the power of thought is real, but this kind of thing requires talent and cannot reach the level of moving objects in the void in the movie.

Moreover, it consumes energy and energy, and one use can overdraw life and damage brain cells. People with this kind of special ability are often very thin and do not live long.

Du Sheng also guessed how long it would take, but the question was how long it would take.

If it comes every once in a while, no one can bear it.

But this is obviously overthinking.

The bounty of 300 million knives is not much, and the amount of money you get is even less. It is not worth the lives of psychic remote viewers.

Two remote viewings are the limit, unless the employer adds a large commission.

"What about information about evil spirits? You should have offered a reward, right?"

Hearing this question, Baroque became more and more certain that Du Sheng was a genetically capable person, otherwise his strength would be too abnormal:

"Someone indeed posted a reward, it was a big oil tycoon in the Middle East
Last month, he met a giant elephant-sized fire-breathing dog while traveling in Prussia, and planned to capture it as a pet.

At that time, the sky-high price of 500 million knives was offered. Although countless people flocked to it, there was no success after a narrow escape.

Even if the big dog owner asked for an additional 500 million knives, no one cared about it, and in the end the reward was put on nothing. "

Another fire-breathing dog?
However, the location is quite certain. In Prussia, Western Europe?
Du Sheng silently wrote down this incident and said:
"Any more?"

Baroque thought for a while and said:

"Not long ago, after the Haiyuan War ended, a CIA executive went to the border between the Turkic and Ermao Kingdoms and seemed to hunt down a mutant ethnic group and obtain a mutant ability that strengthened warriors.

But I just heard it and don’t know the details. "

As the saying goes, there is no smoke without fire. Although there is no real evidence, Du Sheng still took it seriously.

Can it enhance cell activity and accelerate wound healing?
According to Baroque, the mutated group carried a special genetic virus, coupled with advanced technology, to create strengthening potions that could allow the warriors to gain powers beyond common sense within a limited period of time.

'Would you like to try cutting off your beard? '

Du Sheng thought that he would most likely face the CIA in the future. The more powerful the opponent was, the less comfortable he would be.

In this case, it is better to try to capture it and use it on your own people.

It's a pity that Baroque doesn't know where the address is at all, so this matter can only be postponed for the time being.

"I...that's all I know."

Baroque Yanba looked at Du Sheng and said with all his strength:
"I lost a lot of blood and must be treated."

Du Sheng nodded and said:
"It's a waste, it's not necessary."

Now that he has become enemies with the Continental Hotel, wouldn't it be too slow to let him go back?

There is no right or wrong at this point.

What's more, the answer given by the other party was not very satisfactory.

Baroque also guessed that this would be the result. The reason why he was still willing to cooperate was naturally to let the other party seek death. He smiled sadly:
"What you did today will never be forgiven by the High Table Organization. Just wait."

Du Sheng thought that he had an opponent out of thin air today, but he didn't solve the root cause, and he was not in the mood to talk nonsense with him. He gave him a free ride.

After handling the scene, he took out Baroque's cell phone and looked through it. There was no useful information, so he threw it into the pond.

Speaking of which, Du Sheng was just here to buy arms, and he didn't expect to cause a lot of trouble.

But considering that the one who posted the bounty was the Blackwater Organization, this was a good thing in a sense.

Once he knew that the opponent had lost too many soldiers and generals and was temporarily unable to send out capable men, he could breathe a sigh of relief.

Secondly, this kind of reward is for giving away fragments, and it is posted in an area like Qiweite that has just experienced a war.

It can be seen that the Continental Hotel members who hang out here are basically mercenaries of middle and lower levels. They are more like "leading the party" than assassinations, allowing them to avoid subsequent risks.

In addition, the main forces of the backstage 'High Table Organization' in Baroque's words are scattered in Latin America, Rakshasa Kingdom, Italy and other regions, and there will be few opportunities to meet them in the future.

Although Du Sheng was unable to get the Continental Hotel to withdraw the reward order in a short period of time, it would be more conducive to prevention if the opponent surfaced.

Therefore, he still planned to go back to Xiangjiang first, and then bring his team to Qiu Feng to collect the stolen money.

At the same time, Latin Island, near the Caribbean Sea.

An old man who looked like a butler said respectfully to the middle-aged nobleman standing on the cruise ship with his hands behind his back:
"Information just came in that someone raided the Continental Hotel in Qiweite area."

"The attacker is suspected to be Du Sheng, the latest Chinese to be listed on the list. He is very powerful. Even the Blackwater organization was disgraced in front of him. Now the other party has transferred their hatred to us."

The middle-aged nobleman did not turn around and said calmly:
“Now that I have accepted the commission order, I have to find a way to complete it.

If the other party dares to come and challenge our authority, we can't let people laugh at it. Let's let the 'night devil' take action. "

'Night Stalker' John Wick, as the top killer of the Continental Hotel, has performed dozens of missions without fail and killed hundreds of opponents.

The housekeeper hesitated for a moment and said:
"He already mentioned last time that he was going to retire and was ready to spend time with his wife."

The middle-aged nobleman looked indifferently and said:
"He signed a blood contract. This is an indisputable fact."

Sign a blood contract with the Continental Hotel, and you must unconditionally complete a designated task before you can leave, otherwise you will be hunted down by Gaotai Table.

The housekeeper didn't try to persuade him, and nodded silently:
"Azwal has used remote viewing too much recently and said not to bother him for half a month.

If he didn't pursue clues, I'm afraid it would be inconvenient for Night Demon to do his job. "

Qiweite's Continental Hotel is likely to be destroyed, and this face must be regained.

Just considering that the attacker named Du Sheng not only knew how to disguise, but was also good at various combat skills and blasting, if he didn't lock the position and ambush, he might be killed instead.

The middle-aged nobleman turned around, revealing his majestic white face, and frowned:
"Then wait half a month. There is no need to withdraw the reward. Let others consume the attackers first. If necessary, contact the Blackwater organization."

Same time, Halls Street.

The members of the Blackwater organization they were talking about were showing up in a car at the Continental Hotel.

What's shocking is that the once-famous killer organization has now been reduced to half-ruined ruins.

In addition to the policemen who put out fires and set up cordons, there were also many local people pointing and discussing.

Seeing the scene in front of him, corpses were being dug up from time to time, and the leader of the team, Kyle, who was sent to support him, his face darkened:
"This is obviously Du Sheng's handiwork again. He may have escaped."

The attacker Arez clicked his tongue:

"One kills twenty? I have to say that cats and dogs here in the Middle East can be used as killers, lowering the level out of thin air."

Malus, who was holding the long box, was unmoved and said calmly:
"Three million knives, who can't be moved after hearing this?

It's a pity that it's really useless, so our trip was in vain. "

Kyle looked at the fierce giant wearing a bat uniform and sitting in two seats:
"Rasov, what do you think?"

The ferocious giant is like a starving ghost reincarnated. He has eaten two chickens since he got off the plane and is still eating them without raising his head.
"The superiors only asked me to kill him. I have no control over other things."

Kyle didn't care about the ferocious giant's vulgarity and said with a smile:
"We know what you are capable of, but the two teams in front have overturned. Some planning and setup are still necessary."

He knew that after Rasoff merged the genes of the North African Corrosion Giant Crocodile and the bat, he not only became thicker and thicker, but also grew in size, and his food consumption more than doubled.

But his ability is indeed remarkable.

Together with Alex and others, he is known as the "Second and a Half Soldiers" and is the secret weapon of the Blackwater organization.

And unlike Alex who is fused with a polar bear, his abilities are more exaggerated and more inhuman.

When the ace 'Night Owl' is resting, these trump cards are the treasures of the hall, which can be used to attack wherever he goes.

Now Du Sheng's existence and destruction have extremely affected the reputation of the Blackwater organization and must be punished!
Therefore, Ryan did not hesitate to transfer Rasovshen, who was performing chieftain duties in Africa, back.

Arez drove past the Continental Hotel and said a little confused:
"Our time is precious, when will it end if we continue shopping like this?"

Kyle pondered for a moment and said to Malus:

"Contact the headquarters, explain the situation here, and ask Director Ryan if he wants to continue."

Malus opened the long box and saw a cold black iron object, and took out the mobile phone.

There was a local policeman outside. He didn't seem to be worried about being stopped for inspection and dialed the number immediately.

Not long after, the information came back and the organization needed to confirm the target location and asked them to stand still and wait for the latest information.

"Fake! If someone leads you by the nose, something will happen sooner or later!"

Arez lost millions in gambling last night and was in debt. He urgently needed to complete the task and get money.

Now if I drag it like this, every minute I drag it will cause me a minute of suffering.

Kyle shook his head slightly, having already made up his mind to change to a sniper when the mission was over.

For such a irritable and impatient person, no matter how outstanding his marksmanship is, it will be useless sooner or later.

After all, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the target has probably moved after destroying the Continental Hotel, otherwise there would be no need to enmity the 'Gaotai Table' in this way.

It's a pity that the genetic expert in their organization who is good at 'psychic tracking' was injured by a strong person next to him when he was hunting down a senior member of Su Pan last time, and he is still recovering.

Otherwise, there is no need to waste money on a reward and use people from the Continental Hotel to track the location.

Fortunately, they have already laid a dragnet in Qiweite, making it impossible for the other party to escape!
As long as the other party is still in the Ahmadi community, their Blackwater organization, with the cooperation of the CIA, will definitely make it difficult for the other party to go around.

At noon that day, Jahala arrived at the airport.

What they didn't expect was that the target person had already passed the security check with his suitcase leisurely.

Next stop, Xiangjiang.

(End of this chapter)