MMB Chapter 193: A Sniper Battle On The Streets Of Busan, Randomly Killed A Group Of Goryeo Sticks.
Chapter 193: A Sniper Battle On The Streets Of Busan, Randomly Killed A Group Of Goryeo Sticks.
Perhaps, it was everyone's prayers that took effect.
at this moment.
Someone's live broadcast room actually turned on.
In an instant.
The Koryo police and the killer gang couldn't wait to enter at the same time.
Numerous netizens went into it.
The number of people online began to soar rapidly.
14Z...
21Z...
31Z...
In the live broadcast room.
: "Damn it! This bitch, it's so cheap to do this again."
: "Damn, can you get something else besides the super big lobster crit?"
: "Envy jealousy, curse your high cholesterol, excessive nuclear radiation..."
: "Laughing to death....... The upstairs means that this big lobster comes from Fuzhou, the country of cherry blossoms?"
: "This bastard Lin Yaozu is still alive and well? It's really unreasonable, those assassins are really good at it.
: "How many days? How long has it been? Don't want 100 million dollars? You haven't killed this dog yet! (Korean language)"
: "The killers on the dark net are all a bunch of idiots, and let this Chinese man live for so long. (Beautiful Mandarin)"
:
It has to be said that someone's live broadcast room is always in line with international standards.
No matter which language you are in, you can see it here.
At this moment, those 123 people with a heart began to frantically track down someone's location.
One after another clues kept appearing.
Ten minutes later.
Positioning succeeded.
The west area of Busan focuses on high-end hotels.
then.
Batch after batch of killers started to set off. They disguised themselves as various identities, took various means of transportation, and approached their destinations through various channels.
Similarly, wave after wave of Koryo police also launched operations. They also wore plain clothes, concealed their identities, and started to set off.
Fighting openly and secretly is about to kick off.
at the same time.
In front of the camera, Lin Yaozu was eating while counting the time.
At this point in time, he felt that it was almost the same.
then.
He wiped his mouth, smiled mysteriously at the camera, and turned off the live broadcast.
In this regard, hundreds of millions of netizens in the live broadcast room were confused.
They looked at the black screen, dumbfounded and didn't know what to say.
[The anchor you are watching has gone offline, and the live broadcast has been closed. 】
A few minutes later.
On the Shaking Hand platform, under the account of Lin Yaozu, in the message area.
Countless netizens came to brush up their presence.
: "What is this dog broadcasting live? What is it broadcasting straight (cieh)? Just to show us that he eats a big lobster?"
: "Thank you for the invitation, I just watched the live broadcast, and there are 10,000 MMP words in my mouth that I haven't said yet!"
: Look at the lonely, day your mother, refund the money!"
:"emmmm...It seems that Lin Yaozu has never asked for money since the live broadcast."
: "Then refund the money to the big brother, didn't there be a lot of Rockets last time called Yamaha! Give him a refund.
: "Hey! It's strange to say that the big brother Yamaha never appeared again."
:
This group of netizens didn't even know that the big brother Yamaha was a Chinese assassin named Tang Qiuhao.
He wanted to kill Lin Yaozu, but was counter-killed.
at the same time.
The Koryo police and the dark net killer teams from various countries also discovered that someone had downloaded the live broadcast.
Those policemen with authority contacted the Busan traffic police department and used cameras to keep track.
And those darknet killers without permission have shown their talents, hacked into street cameras, and carried out tracking work.
For a while, Busan's network began to delay wildly, and network attacks were everywhere.
On the main battlefield of the network for camera permissions, all parties are even more fiercely fighting.
On the other side, Lin Yaozu didn't use the disguise skill to hide himself, but swaggered into a taxi.
Playing all the way, running amok, it seems that I am afraid that others will not find me.
half an hour later.
On the bustling streets of Busan, Lin Yaozu wears a translator in his ear, strolling around with arrogant steps.
A thousand meters away, by the window of a certain high-rise building, a certain killer is holding a sniper rifle and is undergoing final calibration.
Similarly, in this high-rise building and nearby high-rise buildings, there are also snipers belonging to different killer groups, which are being calibrated.
Their goal is the same, and they all get the 10 million killing dollars.
After all, killing 100 million US dollars is delicious, but it is too difficult.
Not to mention Lin Yaozu's record of killing six killers in close quarters in Seoul.
It is impossible for those other killer teams to watch them get the 100 million US dollars.
All in all, direct sniping and long-range shooting are the best choices.
bang~
A killer, the first to finish the calibration, shot the sniper bullet first.
On the bustling street, Lin Yaozu had already expressed his feelings, and leaned slightly to the side, dodging in an understatement.
at the same time.
Not far away, a Koryo stick suddenly had a big hole in its body, and a cloud of blood burst out.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah......"
"Ahhhhhhhh...look...did something happen to that person?"
Seeing this scene, many Goryeo sticks screamed.
Their eyes revealed panic, and their expressions were out of control.
Some people were so frightened that their legs limp and collapsed on the ground.
at the same time.
The consequences of this shot were also seen by countless killers who were aiming.
While yelling at the fellow bastard who fired the first shot, they quickly pulled the trigger in their hands.
bang bang bang~
Different tall buildings, different windows, the same gun flames burst out, and the same muffled sound after passing through the muffler.
On the other side, on the bustling street, Lin Yaozu also sensed it in advance.
He was not in a hurry, and walked with invisible steps on his feet.
The body shakes from time to time, and the movements of hands and feet are moving, just like a street artist is dancing.
Every movement, every movement, there is always a sniper bullet being dodged.
Of course, there was also a Goryeo bangzi who suffered misfortune.
This dance is also the dance of death.
Seeing this, passers-by screamed and hurriedly avoided.
Most of the people swarmed into the shops on both sides.
Because there are walls there that can be used as shelters to effectively avoid sniper bullets.
And Lin Yaozu was still walking on the street swaggeringly, as if no one was there, and didn't pay attention to the snipers at all.
bang bang bang~
In the following time, killers kept aiming again, and then fired sniper bullets.
But unfortunately, it's all useless work.
No matter how the positioning is calibrated, Lin Yaozu can easily dodge it.
After several consecutive sniping failures, most of the killers began to doubt their lives.
Among them, the killer who shot the most times has fired 9 shots in a row.
result.
It's useless.
He didn't even touch a hair of Lin Yaozu. .