Mad Son-in-law

To become a **** is the fate of every vicious killer.

I forgot whose famous saying it was, but Shi Leng knew it well. Therefore, he must climb up, and when your value is greater than your origin, you can survive.

Compared with the old-school nursing homes like Baiweng, Shi Leng appeared to stand out from the crowd. He is thin and handsome, and not at all insignificant. To be precise, Shi Leng should be the most handsome among all the minions of Yancheng Wang's family.

He likes neat suits, polished leather shoes, and white shirts to be meticulously taken care of.

He likes to put a pure silk handkerchief in his pocket, which can wipe the dust off his body, and at the same time, he can wipe his gun anytime and anywhere.

He smokes, but he only smokes the SAMSUN black devil; he drinks alcohol, only Portuguese porter, the kind of drunk he wants to drink. He sets his own rules as a superb killer, just like Ethan. He firmly believes that he is qualified to be the top nursing home of the Wang family.

However, in fact, his ranking is not high among hundreds of Wang's fighters.

Not to mention the three tumblers of Bishou, Mo Yang, and Bai Weng, even Wang Bojun's personal protection level is not qualified, and he can only be a **** thug under Wang Hongshen's hands. However, this time is an opportunity. For Wang Hongshen, Wang Jie’s existence is undoubtedly a threat. If Wang Jie can be killed, he will naturally become the most powerful cadre next to Wang Hongshen. At that time, he can do it. Chao Bishou, Mo Yang, and Bai Weng challenged...

At a quarter past eight, he received a text message from Xiang Zhendong on time.

Sure enough, as the woman said, Fan Xiaolin, who was deeply rooted in simplicity, went out. And the other party he met was his goal-Wang Jie.

Shi Leng calmly put on a suit and wiped off the dust on the neckline.

They always ridicule Shi Leng’s pretentiousness, even pretending to kill people, but they don’t understand. The reason Shi Leng puts on a suit is because he plans not to come back. He thinks that if he fails one time, then At least it can go decently.

A p99 pistol, an M200 sniper rifle, a pocket cop pistol, in addition to that, Shi Leng broke the world with a knife.

He almost never wears a knife because he thinks it is a burden. But this time is different, he needs to dig two eyeballs...

The weather is good, there is no cloud and no wind, and the humidity is just right. It is really a good day for hunting.

Shi Leng smiled involuntarily before getting into the car. Maybe God wants me to run Shi Leng Shi too.

After walking the Huancheng Road, an hour later, he appeared in Bibo Lake in the northwestern suburbs.

In the acquired gossip, the northwest is the stem, the stem is the sky, the vigorous middle is upright, and the upper hexagram.

The hexagram remarks: The trapped dragon gets water and good fortune, and the eyebrows are raised with joy, all hopes are satisfactory, and the fortune gradually increases in the future.

The northwest of this cloud city turned out to be a lake. Isn’t this just a dragon getting water? All of it confirmed that his good fortune was coming soon.

Shi Leng stopped the car two miles away and walked towards the woodland by the lake on foot with his bag on his back.

In his eyes, this kind of sniper killing has no technical content, just like his practice match in the Southeast Asia mercenary training camp, almost a fixed-point headshot.

He chose a high point, built a pergola, and easily found two European-style fishing chairs by the lake.

There are also two cars parked beside the fishing chair, an Audi off-road, and a Hummer h2. Report to Zhendong that this Hummer h2 is Fan Xiaolin's mount. However, what is more surprising is that neither of them has any entourage. From time to time, I can see the person on the left turning his head to the right, as if communicating something.

Xiang Zhendong said that Fan Xiaolin had betrayed Lu Yuliang and wanted to do it for the Lu family. It seems that the two people meeting in such a secluded place should be plotting something.

Anyway, it's also killing, killing one is killing, killing two is killing, it doesn't make sense for Shi Leng.

The only regret is that because of the light problem, the two people face the lake with their backs to themselves, and the tall European-style hanging chairs cover their heads. Can't see the expressions on their faces when they died...

However, this can't trouble myself.

Bring on the eyepieces to solve the light problem. As for the fishing chair, it can be ignored. At a distance of two to three hundred meters, the impact of the M200 sniper rifle can disperse it.

Everything was done, and there was a slight shaking sound from the phone.

It stands to reason that he has no habit of doing other things before shooting. But it went so well today. He glanced at the two chairs in the sniper scope and then at the phone.

It was a message from Adam.

"Do you want to reconsider it! After all, he has no hatred with you."

A woman is the benevolence of a woman.

Yesterday she called for me to goug her eyes for her, but today she felt weak inside.

"He has no hatred with me, but for my advancement, he has to die. How many people in this world die innocently? Don't care if he is more than one. Dan, are your ants, spiders, and scorpions ready? After an hour, the **** eyeballs can go back!" Shi Leng finished his voice triumphantly, and habitually wiped the barrel of the gun again, then leaned down and supported the sniper frame. Everything was at the last trigger Between buckles...

Everything was ready, and another message came.

"Well, my destiny is my choice, goodbye."

Shi Leng looked at the last news a bit inexplicable. Dan's words seemed to be inadequate, especially this goodbye. How to read it, there is a sense of abruptness, but it is like a sigh of regret... She just sighed with the end of her career. Advanced with yourself?

"My destiny, I will control it myself!"

Shi Leng stopped replying to messages, but turned off the phone directly. Dan did have a trace of affection for him, but there were too many women he had slept with, and no one could stop him, and Dan was no exception.

The water in the sniper scope was still so calm, and the fishing line of the person on the right was shaking slightly, as if there was a fish bite. However, neither of them bothered the fishing rod and still seemed to be addicted to the conversation. The hand of the person on the left swayed weirdly, as if expressing something excitedly to the person on the right...

"Goodbye, Wang Jie, who let you be born in a wealthy family but grow up in an alley? You are destined to be a tragedy!"

Shi Leng muttered to himself gloomily and lowered his muzzle slightly. He can't get a headshot, the M200 sniper rifle can smash their heads into smashed melons. In that case, you can't find eyeballs...

"Snapped……"

There was a crisp gunshot, and it was obvious that the person on the right struggled on the chair and stopped moving. The **** fishing chair was everywhere.

The person on the left was startled in an instant, shaking the fishing chair and struggling to get up.

Shi Leng, expressionless, has already pulled the trigger for the second time, slap...

Quite simply, the person on the left fell to the ground with a chair and stopped moving...

All things smoothly made Shi Leng somewhat boring. What gangster? What cunning master? In the eyes of snipers, they are all prey like rabbits, elk, and silly roe deer.

He turned his back, lay on the ground, looked at the sky, and smoked a cigarette faintly, until the smoke ran out, no one came to collect the corpse by the lake. It seems that Fan Xiaolin, who is conceited, is really alone...

Shi Leng threw away his cigarette butt, calmly disassembled the sniper rifle, put it into his backpack, and then calmly walked down on the high ground, step by step towards the two corpses...

However, when he was close to a few tens of meters, he found that the corpse on the left that fell on the ground seemed to be tied with white plaster on his legs, and his hands and feet seemed to be tied with black ropes...