With a hand strangling his neck tightly, Camouflage felt a difficulty breathing in his throat.

However, at this moment, the camouflage uniform no longer cared about this. He could only see his eyes staring at Feng Hao with fear in his eyes.

Not only did he catch the bullet in his hand, but he also instantly jumped after him from the top of a thirty-story building.

The camouflage uniform was definitely there, Feng Hao’s simple T-shirt didn’t have any hanging zipline tools.

This is definitely not an ability that humans can possess.

Superman? monster? Alien species?

No matter which one it is, it is enough to scare the camouflage uniform, especially after he shows enough malice.

However, when he heard Feng Hao’s third question, the professionalism he had persisted in for many years allowed him to barely restrain the fear in his heart, gritting his teeth tightly without saying a word. A sound.

From the first day he became a killer and made money by taking other people’s heads, he was already prepared to have their heads taken away by others.

Those who kill will always be killed!

For him, every day he lives is a day with his head on his waist. He never thought that he would live to retire.

But he didn’t expect that this day would come so quickly.

From the moment he was choked by Feng Hao, he never thought that he could leave alive.

So, in this case, why not add some trouble to the person who is about to kill him?

The camouflage uniform tried hard to suppress the fear in his heart, and looked at Feng Hao calmly, even forcing a sneer on his face.

Feng Hao looked indifferently at the killer who was being pinched by him but still sneered. His eyes swept over the whole body of the camouflage uniform, but he narrowed his eyes slightly and focused on a pocket on the killer's chest.

Holding the camouflage uniform tightly with one hand, the other hand slowly reached into the breast pocket of the camouflage uniform, and then took out a photo.

When he took out the photo, Feng Hao was slightly stunned.

The person in the photo is actually him. It is a screenshot of him on the promotional cover of War of the Ancient Gods. On his avatar, there is a big red cross, which has a very obvious meaning.

The killer’s target was actually him.

Feng Hao really didn’t expect this.

He once thought that the killer's target might be Xiaolei. After all, Xiaolei used to work in a special department and might get into all kinds of trouble.

Or maybe Xia Shilan, despite the conspiracy of her relativesIt has been broken, and now Xia Jianghe's health is getting better.

But Xia Shilan is the sole heir of the Quanxia Group after all. Although Xia Jianghe is fine, if something goes wrong with Xia Shilan, wouldn't Xia Shilan's relatives be able to make a difference again.

Even Feng Hao once thought about Zhang Yi. After all, Zhang Yi was born into a wealthy family. It is normal for him to attract one or two enemies and find a killer.

But Feng Hao never thought that the killer would come for him.

Feng Hao suddenly remembered the heavy sniper on the roof of the building.

Want to kill me with just one blow? Well, what is the name of the most powerful weapon on earth, a nuclear bomb? Maybe I should give you a nuclear bomb to try and see if there is a chance.

Looking at the photo, Feng Hao felt dumbfounded, but he also felt relieved.

The reason why he did not kill the killer directly after discovering the murderous intention was because he was afraid that the killer's target would be the three women.

If the target is really three women, killing a killer is of no use. This time he is here, even if he can easily kill the killer, but what about next time.

That’s why he pressed impatiently again and again.

But after seeing that the killer’s target was him, Feng Hao no longer cared.

Even if the earth is destroyed, he, Feng Hao, will not die. He is really curious, is there really anything on the earth that can hurt him?

However, since the question has already been asked, not asking for an answer seems to damage his reputation.

Feng Hao's eyes narrowed slightly. Seeing the camouflage uniform "stubbornly" keeping a sneer on his face, as if mocking him, Feng Hao couldn't help but reveal a slight smile on his face.

"It seems you don't want to talk here. Maybe if we change the environment, you can think more clearly about how to answer."

After Feng Hao finished speaking, he wore camouflage clothes A sneer flashed across his face.

Do you want to change places to torture and extort confessions?

As a professional killer, the organization once provided them with anti-confession training. Just in case, if the assassination failed and he was caught, he would not be tortured to extract a confession and reveal any information.

Although the killer is a profession that walks in the dark, in today's international society, competition is also fierce.

A killer organization that does not pay attention to professionalism will never survive.

The result of sticking to the camouflage uniform is that the organization will take good care of his wife and children after his death.

The killer also has a familyhuman.

Looking at the disdainful sneer on the killer's face, Feng Hao showed a mysterious smile, and then he felt a strong wind blowing in his camouflage uniform, and his eyes instinctively narrowed. .

After a few seconds, the strong wind disappeared, and the camouflage suit slowly opened his eyes, but when he saw the surrounding environment clearly, his right hand trembled unconsciously.

Then the camouflage suit looked at Feng Hao with one hand pinching him with fearful eyes.

The night is like a dark curtain covering the earth. Above the sky, a bright moon hangs high. The weather is beautiful tonight, and occasionally white clouds blow by.

Above the sky, under the bright moon, between the clouds, a god with two wings on his back, and burning flames on his wings, stands between heaven and earth.

Camouflage felt that everything that happened today was like a dream.

Because if it wasn’t a dream, why would such a ridiculous thing happen?

However, years of training in camouflage uniforms clearly told him that he was not dreaming.

The hand pinching his neck could not help but feel severe pain. Moreover, the lack of oxygen and cold at high altitude made the camouflage uniform feel shivering. I don’t know if it was really due to the low temperature. However, it was still the fear brought by Feng Hao.

Is it a human, a god, or a monster?

But no matter what was in front of him, it was definitely something he couldn't resist.

And he actually wanted to assassinate such a person.

Camouflage uniform suddenly felt that seeking death was actually that simple.

Camouflage felt a sense of bitterness in his heart, but suddenly, Camouflage froze. Above the sky, in the distance, a majestic dragon roar came.

Following the sound, the camouflage uniforms showed fear, staring at the sky in the distance

In the sky, the clouds rolled, and a huge body loomed among the white clouds. .

The black scales shone with a cold light, and the two dragon whiskers danced, as if controlling the clouds and rain between the heaven and the earth. A pair of eyes as big as lanterns looked down at the heaven and the earth.

Dragon, black dragon, a huge black dragon, slowly flew over from the distant horizon, and then its huge body coiled into a circle, surrounding Feng Hao in the middle.

The black dragon nuzzled the terrifying man with flame wings in front of him in a flattering manner, and then looked at himself with a pair of curious and weird eyes.

When the black dragon's gaze shrouded himself, a kind of innate fear, as if fear welling out from the depths of his soul, instantly took over his whole body.

This isThe dragon is a symbol of mythology in Chinese history and a totem of civilization.

Whenever there are myths and legends, there must be dragons among them.

For a Chinese, the meaning of dragon is extraordinary.

But now, a dragon appeared in front of him and looked at him with a very unfriendly look.

The most important thing is that he actually saw this huge black dragon trying to please the monster in front of him, who didn't know whether he was a human or a god.

Camouflage’s mind has gone blank for a while.

Feng Hao pinched the neck of the camouflage suit with one hand, lifted it high into the air, and silently watched the wonderful changes in the expression on the camouflage suit's face.

When Xiao Hei appeared with an expression of "complete despair" on his face in camouflage clothes, Feng Hao said calmly: "You have three choices now."

"First, I let go now and throw you down from here, and then you will be smashed to pieces."

"Second, I throw you into Xiao Hei's mouth, and then you will be chewed up by it After eating it, there will be no bones left.”

“Three, tell me who hired you to kill me.”

Listening to Feng Hao’s indifferent words, the camouflage uniform When he came back to his senses, he almost instinctively looked down at his feet. It was pitch black, and then he found the city whose specific appearance could not be seen in the flashes of light.

There is also the huge black dragon right in front of us, and its slightly open upper and lower jaws. It is pitch black inside, as if there is no bottom.

One is shattered to pieces, the other is no bones left.

The camouflage uniform feels bitter inside.