Chapter 65

As soon as the sound fell, he felt a dizzy turn when he sinks into the sky.

This time, the feeling was nothing similar to the previous transmissions. It seemed that every cell in the body was squeezed and shrunk, and the skeletal muscles and blood were crushed and deformed by gravity and then stretched and stretched again. The intense pain beyond the limit of human endurance made him almost unable to resist. Every second seemed to be stretched to the tormenting eternity, and it seemed that it had ended in just a moment.

Chen Kong found that his feet were touching the real ground. Immediately afterwards, his knees weakened and he almost fell to the ground.

Thanks to his timely reaching out to support the wall beside him, he barely supported his body.

After a whole few minutes, the pain that penetrated from the depths of the bones and texture finally slowly dissipated. Shenkong took a deep breath slowly, and then looked down at himself.

The dirty jeans were tied into short boots splashed with mud, and the loose short sleeves on the upper body were stained with mud and dried blood. Because of the time was too long, the difference between the two could no longer be seen. The short and sharp dagger was inserted into the boots, and the gun at the waist was empty, looking extremely embarrassed and out.

It is indeed his own body.

It was as if I had finally penetrated into a suitable shell, the feeling of comfort from body to heart was almost indescribable.

Shenkong straightened his waist and back, and the musculoskeletons that had been imprisoned for a long time made a giggle and rubbing sound. It seemed like a weapon that had not been used for a long time, and the slender limbs were extremely explosive, as if there was amazing power under every inch of skin.

finally

He narrowed his eyes slightly comfortably.

At this moment, I remembered the familiar sound of the system in my ear, but strangely, unlike usual, its mechanical sound without any fluctuations seemed a little blurry at the moment, as if it was coming from a very distant place. If I listened carefully, I could hear the sizzling sound accompanied by it.

"Corrective 0823 Sisi, are you okay?"

He raised his eyebrows without any trace of the sky, "It's okay. Why can't you monitor it?"

"I just saw abnormal fluctuations in the small world, and the studio's control over the small world was reduced, and real-time monitoring was affected."

So, the connection between the studio and the world in the book has been weakened.

Chen Kong frowned, and the lines of different colors that suddenly began to tremble on the huge screen appeared in his mind, as well as the harsh alarm sounding through the entire space. A trace of unknown premonition suddenly flashed through his heart, especially when he thought of the blue line that descended straight towards the descending symbolizing the three-view orientation of the character, which represented the target character's psychological state sliding towards an extremely pathological direction.

This matter is not related to Han Li, right

The more he thought about it, the more he felt relieved. At this moment, the sound of the system sounded in his ears again. I don’t know what method he used. Its current sound is much more stable than before, and the strange current sound almost disappeared. "Now the correction officer has been transmitted to the surrounding area around the relevant fluctuation point."

Looking around the sky, I found that I seemed to be standing in a garden with lush branches and leaves. The carefully pruned trees and shrubs were lush and arranged alternately ingeniously, neither too dense nor too sparse. The cobblestone paths were laid in the middle of the garden, and the sky was between dusk and night. The dim light blurred the branches and leaves that were swaying in the breeze and the tall buildings in the distance. The boundaries of day and night became unclear. The dark blue above my head gradually deepened and settled with the passage of time, and the colors of the late night were too much. Through the overlapping branches and leaves, you could see the bright light not far away.

There were faint conversations, laughter and intermittent music coming from that direction.

It seems that a dinner party is being held.

Chen Kong took a few steps in that direction, but suddenly stopped his pace.

The slight sound of the night breeze blowing through the bushes came from behind my ears.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his lead-gray pupils soaked in the night tightened, as if he was lurking in the keen and alert predator in the middle of the night. His back was slightly bowed, and his body was hidden in the shadows beside him, almost blending with the darkness.

Half a minute later.

A figure appeared where he was standing just now. His well-trained marching posture made almost no sound, and slowly slid along the edge of the road like a shadow. At this moment, another black shadow suddenly came from the bushes beside him, dragging the man into the bushes in the blink of an eye, slamming his throat quickly and accurately, and then pressing and squeezing him hard, almost instantly causing him to faint.

Chen Kong slowly let go of his arm and quickly and silently put the man on the ground.

He quickly inspected the man's equipment and frowned.

This is an extremely efficient configuration. The gun barrel is painted with special paint to prevent reflection. The gun handle is not able to leave fingerprints. Even the gun model is worn off to prevent the source from being traced. Coupled with the skillful tactical actions and the subconscious struggle just now, the conclusion is obvious that this is a very professional mercenary organization and will definitely not be a single-player battle.

Chen Kong took off the man's hidden earphones and stuffed them into his ears. The instructions over there were clearly conveyed from the sizzling sound of electric current.

"The sniper is in place and confirm the target on the second floor."

He straightened up and looked at the only lit window on the second floor. Although the distance was too far, he could not see the situation in the window clearly, he was still able to find the angle and position that was most suitable for sniping through the direction of the window to reverse position. At least two snipers were able to find the angle and position that was most suitable for sniping.

Generally speaking, this kind of assassination mission rarely allows snipers to aim directly at the target to kill, because if the mission site is indoors, too many covers will often make it difficult for snipers to position and be more difficult. In addition, the popularity of bulletproof glass will make it impossible to succeed in one blow, which will lead to a great increase in vigilance of the task object, so that it will not be able to approach the opponent again in the future. Therefore, snipers are often second-hand preparations. If an accident occurs in the commando or the target person is accidentally exposed to the shooting range, the snipers will come in handy.

This means that there is also a mercenary team with at least three to five people operating within a radius of 100 meters.

Chen Kong hid the man who was knocked out by himself in the grass, walked away with his weapons and communicators, and then hugged his waist and ran quickly towards the outside of the building. With his experience, he found the door of the fire passage. The door was not locked, and the surveillance camera installed on it had been cut off. Obviously someone had already stepped in before him.

The fire passage was very dim, and the signs of the emergency passage were flashing green. Not far away, people were laughing, socializing and gentle music coming through the wall. This side of the wall seemed to be separated from the lively world by a thin film.

The door was suddenly pushed open.

The membrane was broken.

The noisy laughter and voice poured in instantly, Shenkong flashed, hiding in the dead corner of the stairwell, watching the two men walking past them without any sense of consciousness, and sporadic conversations reached his ears, simply outlining the occasion he was in his mind.

It seems to be a commercial gathering of some private nature, and many important figures from the family are present.

During their conversation, Chen Kong heard Han Li's name.

Although it was simply mentioned once or twice, Chen Kong could hear very obvious awe and fear from their tone.

After the two left, he climbed up the stairs quickly.

In the corridor on the second floor, you can hear footsteps deliberately lowered. Shenkong fainted one of the people who were watching the wind at the entrance of the stairs, but the other two people not far ahead were ready to enter. When the gun was lifted, they could knock on the closed door in the next second. The sinking surface was as deep as water. Using the man's soft body as a hidden object, he slowly raised the muzzle and aimed.

"Bang"

The door was knocked open.

At almost the same time, two muffled sounds of "du" and "du" sounded in the quiet corridor, and there was almost no big wave under the influence.

The two of them rushed to the ground one after another.

Chen Kong put down his gun and stood up straight.

The barrel in his hand was still slightly hot, like a cluster of dark flames, burning all the way to his heart along his fingers and arms.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, exhaled, and a curve of his lips curled up, like a ghost drinking blood.

I haven't been active for a long time, so I'm a little unfamiliar.

Chen Kongman thought carelessly.

At this moment, the command sounded again in the headphones, "Group a fell down, group b, snipers were alert and prepared."

There is actually a second batch.

The nerves in Chen Kong's body tensed up again. He threw the fainted body of the man under his feet into the stairwell, and then inserted his weapon into the door, hoping to slow down the other party's footsteps a little. Through the door panel of the fire passage, you could hear the sound of well-trained footsteps ringing in the stairwell again, and a subtle sound came from behind, as if trying to break in from another direction.

Now that we are attacked from both sides, we can only control the target person first and then make a decision.

Chen Kong ran into the door that had just been knocked open without hesitation

As soon as I ran to the door, the sound of the fire room being knocked open sounded. Chen Kong quickly rolled around and avoided the sweeping bullets, then clamped the door tightly and locked it, and the action was completed in one go.

The sound of chairs being pulled apart at the other end of the room, followed by slow footsteps and sharp sounds of walking sticks on the ground.

Chen Kong looked back suddenly.

Han Li stood not far behind him, his dark eyes staring at him in a dim and unclear manner. The lines on his face were much more mature than when he met before. His introverted and suppressed emotions were unpredictable, just like the sharp edge was restrained into a dull and heavy sword sheath. The gloomy and keenness of his youth were replaced by the elusive abyss, but they were equally dangerous and deep.

Yes, who else can be so calm except him when the door of his room was knocked open?

A clear command sound came from my ears, "The sniper's vision is clear, ready."

Chen Kong's eyes sterned, and he turned around and threw Han Li to the ground. The sound of being hit came from the glass not far away, but it was not broken.

Bulletproof, okay.

Chen Kong looked down at Han Li who was pressed under him, and raised his eyebrows, "How many enemies have you made, who wants your life so much?"

Han Li slowly curled the corners of his lips, raised his hand to hold Chen Kong's arm, tightening it a little bit, but the voice was still dull, as if he was telling something irrelevant.
Chapter completed!