The knight in the big world of American TV series

Chapter 777 Sniping (asking for subscription, asking for recommendation, asking for monthly pass) Asking for monthly pass!The monthly ticket situation is not good recently.
The next day, the weather was calm, the Continental Hotel was still singing and dancing, and killers from all over the United States kept coming here to check in.Killers love the Continental Hotel, because any form of fighting is prohibited here, and bloodshed is never allowed, this is the iron law!
Of course, this is not only for high table killers, other organizations or single gang killers also need to abide by this rule.Killers are insecure guys, so the killers themselves are quite happy to have such an absolutely safe place.What's more, the Continental Hotel also has a complete industrial chain dedicated to serving killers, and it is also the favorite of many killers.Of course, the fact that the Continental Hotel does not accept payment in any currency other than high table gold coins is also a problem.This has also led to the fact that in the dark world, the gold coins on the high table are always strong.

Whether it is the High Table or Hannibal, there seems to be a tacit agreement that the war will take place at night.

The police don't see anything unusual during the day either.

But after six o'clock, as soon as the sun went down, a large number of policemen suddenly appeared in the neighborhood around the Continental Hotel, and then knocked on doors door by door, informing the surrounding residents that a gas leak had occurred in the area and needed to be evacuated.

As for why the evacuation started so early... It is because Yankees, like all ghosts, seriously lack basic discipline.Even if the police come to the door, these guys will push as soon as they can, and if they can't push, they just beep all kinds of things, but they just don't want to leave.It's not that they don't know the dangers of a gas leak, but that these guys have a natural self-confidence that they don't know where they came from. They feel that even if a disaster happens, it won't happen to them.

Really, even after living in the United States for so many years, Kay still can't understand where this mommy's amazing self-confidence comes from.

Some were a bit more tempered, and even brought out lawyers, saying that this is a private place, and they have no right to drive people away...

In short, it was a mess, and finally the people in the surrounding blocks were moved away.Kay then asked the police to seal off all the entrances, prohibiting anyone from entering or leaving.Then forget about it.

Today this area, no matter who it is, is not allowed to enter or leave.

And something interesting happened, that is, the reporter didn't come.

This is a very rare thing in New York. New York is an international city, but whenever something big happens, there will be crowds of reporters, like green flies smelling feces. I don’t know. How come there are a bunch of them.

However, the police made such a big move today that the reporters in the city didn't seem to be able to see it.

After Kai noticed this, he immediately felt that his choice was right!

This is so much energy!

Of course, this cannot be the energy of the High Table family. After all, this is New York, and the High Table is not alone in cowhide. There are definitely other forces helping.As for why these forces help... the name 'Hannibal' is enough!

Don't forget the dirty water that Tony poured on Hannibal.

Again, no one can resist the temptation to 'rejuvenate'.

"Then let's see how many people jumped out tonight."

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As night fell, it was still cold in New York in March, and as luck would have it, it snowed tonight.

There were no pedestrians on the silent street, and the road was terribly deserted.Some killers staying at the Continental Hotel immediately felt that something was wrong. The atmosphere...something big happened!So the insecure killers prepare their weapons to deal with the danger that may arise at any time.

There are some savvy people after all, look around.Except for the Continental Hotel which was still brightly lit, the whole area was completely dark.The Continental Hotel is like a lighthouse standing in the dark, as conspicuous as it is!
This is bad!

Although they didn't understand what happened, these people could immediately understand that this was for the Continental Hotel!

Must go quickly!
Everyone is not stupid, dare to confront the Continental Hotel, how small is the background?
Unfortunately, I can't get out.

The Continental Hotel stopped everyone.

"I'm very sorry, because of an emergency, the hotel is now allowed to enter but not to exit." Wednesday led people to block the entrance of the hotel.

"The Continental Hotel intends to go against the century-old tradition?" A killer said very dissatisfied.

Wednesday is not angry about this: "Of course not! The Continental Hotel will always be the Continental Hotel. It's just that for unnecessary harm, you can go back to your room, we guarantee your safety."

After saying Wednesday and waving his hands, Solomon walked over with a few boxes.When the box is opened, there are all gold coins from the high table.

"Of course, if you are willing to help the Continental Hotel and the High Table to defend against the enemy, these are the rewards. Not only that, the High Table will also record a special contribution to all VIPs who help."

Gold coins and so on are actually very empty.The gold content of the high table gold coins is very high, but the cost of gold coins is definitely far lower than the price represented by the gold coins. The high table table is playing a currency war in the dark world. Every year, just minting coins is enough for them to earn a lot of money.

So what is really valuable is the special contribution.How did John the Big Devil leave the high table? Isn't it because of special contributions.

The High Table is the same as all similar organizations, there is no barrier to entry, and it is easy to go out... There are really very few killers who have graduated in recent years, and Night Devil John is the only one in these years.Of course, the special contribution is not limited to this. In short, there are many usages, it just depends on how the holder uses it.In short, the gold content is very high.

Some are tempted without counting.And a really smart person would immediately turn around and go back to the room, it would be foolish to have a conflict with the High Table here now.In short, look at it again, if they really have to run for their lives, they will naturally find a way to leave. As for living and dying with the high table... No one is stupid!
Wednesday didn't try to stop them, but waited at the gate.

When the hands of the big clock in the hall came to twelve o'clock.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps on the street.

The footsteps sounded very clear on the silent street, like a drum beating in everyone's heart.

Hannibal still appeared in the elegant suit, black tie, and black gloves on the street outside the Continental Hotel.

Almost the moment he appeared, several red dots aimed at him and landed on his head, chest and abdomen respectively.But his footsteps were not chaotic at all, and he continued to walk towards the Continental Hotel.

Seeing his enemy coming on Wednesday, he also opened the gate and stood at the gate with a group of heavily armed men.

"Hannibal?"

Hannibal looked at the man in front of him with great interest, and suddenly he looked familiar.

"Have we met? Let me see... Well, it's in this hotel. I did see this face, but it's just an extra blindfold. What's his name? Winston? Well, it should be The name is correct. You look the same as him, so it seems that you are related."

Wednesday's face was twitched, his younger brother... was killed, and the murderer almost couldn't remember his appearance.

"why?"

"what?"

"I don't remember that our high table provoked you, why did you deal with us?" This is not only the suspicion of Wednesday, but also the high table's internal doubts... After all, they are not fools at the high table, why provoke Hannibal for nothing?Although the High Table claims to dare to kill anyone, that is just talk, among other things, the President of the United States, do they dare to kill?Not to mention the president of the United States, in fact, heads of state with a little bit of international influence dare not move, otherwise it will definitely cause a huge backlash.

This world has its own rules.The high table sounds very cowhide, but in this rule, they are just small fish, eating shrimp once is enough, but big fish can eat them at any time.

Hannibal looked puzzled.

"You are killers! You are scum and scum, killing you... need a reason?"

Hannibal seemed to be telling a truth.

Wednesday's face suddenly darkened.This is a madman!

Almost as soon as Kai's voice fell, several snipers fired directly after a simple countdown synchronization.

The silencer made the bang bang less noticeable, but it was audible on a night like this.

Amidst the puffing sound, some bullets hit the ground behind him, and some hit the ground in front of him, but Kai's figure had disappeared in place.

The commander of this sniper operation seemed not surprised by this, and even confirmed Kai's position in the next moment, and simply ordered: "Northwest, direction at twelve o'clock."

The men behind Wednesday also pulled the trigger!

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

There was a lot of gunfire!Seven or eight mp7 hit a barrage.

Kai showed his figure in surprise. He didn't expect the other party to find him so quickly. Facing the overwhelming bullets, Kai's figure moved forward rapidly in the dark night, but still remained within the limits of normal people, but his movements were very fast. uncertain.

He seemed to be walking in the rain, but the "raindrops" in the sky did not touch his body at all.All the bullets were dodged by him in a very strange way!
"Mr. Wednesday!" The judge noticed that ordinary bullets are probably useless to this man!So he decisively turned out the first hole card.

Wednesday opened his windbreaker, revealing the silver revolver at his waist.

This pistol is called 'Holy Killer'.An unknown holy object is in the collection of the 'elder'. It is said that the holy killer is made by the angel of death and can kill anything!Not only that, but it also has unlimited bullets, so don't look at it as a revolver, but in fact it doesn't need to be reloaded.

This is Wednesday given by the 'Elder' in recognition of his consistent service over the decades, as a reward for his loyalty.

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A bullet shot out directly from the muzzle with a strong light, drawing a silver line in the night sky, and hit Hannibal's forehead.

Hannibal's eyes widened!
Unbelievable remains on the face.

There was a trace of contempt on Wednesday's face, and then he put away the gun handsomely.He turned around and planned to go back to his brother's former room, have a drink, and pay homage to his brother.

But when he turned around, everyone present looked like he had seen hell.

He turned his head quickly.

It was found that Hannibal got up from the ground, and the gun hole on his forehead was also healed.

"What's that?" Hannibal asked, pointing at the gun.

There was panic on Wednesday's face.He has never seen such a thing, the holy killer never misses!
Of course, what he didn't know was that the Holy Killer did not miss, and Hannibal was indeed killed just now...

But the problem is that Hannibal has always been just a clone of Kai, and if the clone is killed...just get another one.That gun did give Kay a bad feeling though!If his body is here...he will really die!

This is a feeling Kai hasn't felt for many years!

Terrified on Wednesday, he raised his gun and shot desperately!
This time, Kai, um, it was Hannibal, who didn't hold back anymore, and appeared directly behind Wednesday as a shadow, and Wednesday's reaction was also very fast, almost as soon as Hannibal appeared behind him, he planned to turn around. The muzzle of the gun, but unexpectedly, Hannibal grabbed the hand holding the gun and inserted a finger into the trigger, making it impossible for Wednesday to pull the trigger at all.

The moment Wednesday when the hand holding the gun was caught, the other hand quickly grabbed a hatchet from behind him, and slammed it fiercely at Hannibal's head!
Hannibal flipped his other hand, and a dark short sword appeared in his hand to block the hatchet.

"Sniper! Shoot! Everyone else is the same!" Seeing this scene, the commander who was hiding in the dark immediately greeted the sniper and other hotshots to shoot.Although it may not be possible to kill Hannibal, it can delay and contain him, so that Wednesday can get a better chance to attack.

But at this moment, several black shadows suddenly shot out from Hannibal's waist, cuffs and neckline.

Then those black shadows flew in the air, passed by the gunmen quickly, and then flew back, flying randomly in front of Hannibal, but it was this seemingly chaotic black shadow that helped Kai block all the blocking bullets.

And at this time, those hot-sellers who were streaked by the shadows suddenly loosened their bodies and fell to the ground.

All dead!
"Can you tell me now... what happened to this gun?"

At this time, Wednesday could also see what those black shadows were, they were blades with strange shapes.One of them was now down his throat.

Naturally, Wednesday couldn't surrender so spinelessly, but shouted at the top of his lungs: "Sloan!!!"

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A very distant shot rang out.

Hannibal was immediately attracted, and he looked up in the direction of the gunfire.

Then the hell happened.

A bullet flew towards him with an extremely irregular trajectory. In Hannibal's eyes, the bullet was crooked, but just when Hannibal thought the bullet was going to miss, the bullet happened to be one Accelerated into a sharp turn and hit him on the temple!
Then Hannibal's body was blown away by the huge kinetic energy!

This bullet...what's the situation?
It’s okay to have a weird ballistic trajectory, let’s forget about turning, but why does it still have acceleration?

And a few blocks away, on the roof of a building, Wesley also took his eyes off the scope.

The sniper rifle he used was modified by the Mutual Aid Society, and the bullets were handmade by the best bullet experts. The weird trajectory and acceleration just now were due to this special bullet.

Fox was watching Wesley with a telescope.

Fox ignored Wesley's probing gaze and took out his phone to call Sloan.

She reported what had just happened in the most concise language.

Sloan's face turned black over there, and he said why the High Table asked him for help!
Feelings are such an enemy!
"Come back! Immediately! He is not something we can deal with right now, we must collect enough information!" They do not know how many people will be lost if this kind of enemy gets mixed up.The Mutual Aid Society didn't have so many good players to lose.

"Understood!" Fox thought so too.There was a problem with their previous intelligence.In this case, giving up the mission is the best choice. Although the assassins of their mutual aid association are not afraid of death, it is to complete the mission. But stupid not afraid of death.

(End of this chapter)