VIP reception.

He Changqing was sitting on the sofa with his girlfriend Zhou Yingjie, accompanied by a bank female civilian, filling out the necessary withdrawal documents.

Unpredictable, an escort wearing a ghost king mask broke in.

"He Changqing!" He shouted loudly.

He Changqing was holding a pen and signing the filled-in document. Suddenly, he heard someone calling him, so he hurriedly looked for the voice...

I saw that the Ghost King mask suddenly threw the big suitcase in his hand to He Changqing, one left and one right. He Changqing couldn't avoid it in a hurry. He was smashed by two big suitcases and smashed the sofa with people and the sofa.

A Taurus pt-92 pistol suddenly appeared in the black gloves on the right hand of the Ghost King Mask, pointing the muzzle at He Changqing who was lying on the ground, "Bang bang!" just two shots.

"Puff!" Two blood flowers burst out from He Changqing's chest, and the white shirt under the black suit was stained with blood.

Seeing her boyfriend's miserable situation, Zhou Yingjie's eyes were so bitter that she kicked her on the single sofa, which swelled over and flew towards the Ghost King Mask.

The Ghost King Mask immediately squatted down, and the single sofa that had exploded and flew out from above his head, fell into the hall, splitting.

Hearing the gunshots, Uncle Jian and the bodyguards sitting on standby in the hall immediately pulled out their pistols, rushed to the VIP reception desk together.

The sudden gunfire also made the entire hall chaotic. The people who were yelling and rushing to escape. The bank staff also sounded the alarm bell, and the harsh alarm sounded frequently.

Hearing the alarm, the Ghost King Mask frowned, knowing that there was not much time left for him. He knew the time it took for the police to send police to the bank from the alarm to the nearest police station.

He successfully hit He Changqing two shots just now, and I don’t know if it is enough to be fatal. To be on the safe side, he has to hurry up and add two more shots.

He originally thought that the beautiful woman with long-haired lips around Changqing was just a vase, but he didn't expect her reaction to be so fast. Her boyfriend was hit by the move and she counterattacked, and things changed a little bit.

However, this little variable is still within his control, and he will kill it now!

The ghost king pointed the gun at Zhou Yingjie and was about to shoot, but Zhou Yingjie caught the bank's female civil servant who handled his business and forced the female civil servant to block his face and acted as a free meat shield.

When the Ghost King Mask saw that the target was blocked by a flesh shield, his eyebrows were furrowed together. Killing characters with gangster backgrounds would not be punished by the system, but killing innocent people who were maliciously attacked by the melon-eating people would inevitably be severely punished.

You must not be cautious in shooting.

The Ghost King's Mask aimed for a while, and suddenly shot out—

"Bang!"

A 9mm pistol bullet flew out of the muzzle, rubbed Zhou Yingjie's neck and flew over, bringing out a red blood mark. A few long strands of hair flew into the air and slowly fell.

Zhou Yingjie's face was pale and covered in cold sweat. Her neck was burning. For a moment, she almost thought she was dead. It was not the hostage that suddenly struggled, causing her head to shake a little. She might have been blown up and died.

A chill spread from the soles of the feet to the whole body, penetrated through the brain. With such an accurate marksman, what level of killer is he who has such strength?

She didn't know what kind of opponent she was, so she had the financial resources to hire a killer of this level to assassinate her man.

A shot didn't work, and the Ghost King Mask was a little annoyed. Shooting is a science. In addition to the long-range combat effectiveness, it also requires a little character when shooting, paying attention to the right time, place and people.

Police and gangster gunfighting films and anti-Japanese dramas often sometimes shoot dozens or hundreds of shots at each other, and shoot one by one more than the other, but few are really injured. This is actually the reason.

After so little time was delayed, Uncle Jian from the hall had already led a group of bodyguards to break in.

When the Ghost King Mask saw two bodyguards lifting their guns at him at the same time, they had to temporarily give up Zhou Yingjie, who was trembling behind the hostage, turned around and pointed his gun behind him, "Bang bang bang bang bang!" several shots.

"ah!"

"Uh!"

The two bodyguards screamed and fell to the ground without a single shot. Blood flowed out and formed a pool of blood under their bodies.

Zhou Yingjie took this opportunity and pushed the "meat shield" in his hand towards the Ghost King mask, then bent down and hugged He Changqing from his back, dragged him, and used her back to hit the printed glass screen.

"Bang!" With a sound, the glass pieces shattered, Zhou Yingjie and He Changqing rolled into a ball and fell into the hall.

"Mr. He!"

"Mr. He!"

After seeing the boss, the bodyguards who came in from outside the bank gate rushed over and surrounded He Changqing in the core.

He Changqing has many enemies, and relatively speaking, the number and quality of his bodyguards are extraordinary, otherwise he would not have known how many times he had died.

There should not be so many people in the bank, so the killer was attacked by Huanglong and successfully killed him.

"Send Ajie away quickly, send Ajie away quickly!" After seeing the bodyguards surrounding him, He Changqing felt a little calmer, and endured the pain and pulled a confidant's order and said, "This killer is so terrifying, his shooting skills are as good as a god. Ajie almost died because of saving himself. He Changqing did not allow his beloved woman to suffer a little more harm because of himself.

Many years ago, Zhou Yingjie almost died in order to save He Changqing. Since then, He Changqing has sworn that he will never let Zhou Yingjie be injured for him again in his life.

This Ghost King Mask Killer is so fierce. With such a few people in front of him, He Changqing is not sure that he can stop the killer from assassinating him. He knows that the killer's goal is very clear. Generally, as long as it does not affect the killer's actions, the killer is unwilling to kill innocent people indiscriminately. As long as Zhou Yingjie is not by his side, the killer will not deliberately chase her.

"Changqing..." Zhou Yingjie choked and grabbed He Changqing's hand. So many years have passed. Although they do not have the name of a husband and wife, they have long been married, and all they lack is a little red book.

Seeing Zhou Yingjie so stumble, He Changqing struggled, slapped his confidant on the cheek, and shouted with bloody eyes: "Take her away!"

"Ms. Zhou, we're leaving, we're leaving." The confidant was slapped in the face, and he could only do it according to the boss's wishes. He forced two people to pull Zhou Yingjie out of the bank gate.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

A series of gunfires, Uncle Jian fell out in the VIP reception desk with bloody bodies. His bloody reading glasses were shattered, and he lay on the ground without knowing his life and death.

A leather shoe stepped on him and walked out.
Chapter completed!