Armed SWAT

Snapped.

There was no sound in the corridor, but this time it was very clear and obvious.

At the same time the pistol landed, Deng Kaiwen flew up, and at the same time he pressed the handle of the gun, Adams stepped on the barrel of the gun.

During the fight, the pistol was kicked away and hit the wall with a bang.Adams kicked up, but was quickly avoided by Deng Kaiwen.

"I think I recognize you," Adams stared at him closely, and slowly called out his name after a long while: "—Officer Kevin Den, the leader of the Los Angeles SWAT team."

Deng Kaiwen sneered: "What a pity, it looks like you called me Jazy just now."

"I'm so sorry, but I shouldn't have thought of you as someone who had been dead for many years."

"Oh, who?"

"..." Adams was silent for a few seconds, and said, "JazyDen...you should be familiar with this name."

"Sorry, I'm not familiar with it at all - I only know one person, and his name is Deng Yan!"

Adams closed his eyes abruptly, and after a while, he said in a low voice, "That's right...he's been dead for 15 years, and I didn't know his real name was Deng Yan until today."

Deng Kaiwen raised the corner of his lips with a half-smile: "Does his name make any difference to you? Adams? Hebrew, how many people have you killed in your life, do you know the names of all of them?"

"—That's different...that's different." Adams shook his head, took a breath for a while, and raised his head to stare at Deng Kaiwen: "Answer me a question, as long as your answer satisfies me, I will treat it as nothing Let you go as it happened!"

"It doesn't matter whether you let me go or not, the important thing is that you are going to die here today!" Deng Kaiwen paused, then sneered again: "But before you die, I'm also curious about what last words you have to say—ask Bar."

Adams was indifferent to his provocation, just stared into his eyes, and asked word by word: "What year were you born?"

This question was a bit unexpected for Deng Kaiwen: "I am 28 this year."

"You don't look like it."

"What's none of your business?" Deng Kaiwen suddenly reacted: "——Why are you asking this, suspecting that my father is actually Epro?"

When Deng Kaiwen was in GA in the early years, many people had such doubts.Because Epro really dotes on this adopted son so much that many people suspect that Deng Kaiwen's real age is younger than what he disclosed, so he may be the illegitimate son of Epro in his youth.

Epro is only thirteen or fourteen years older than Deng Kaiwen. If Deng Kaiwen was born a few years later, this suspicion is indeed very reliable.

"If you were really born 28 years ago...then I believe you are indeed Jazy's son." Adams was silent for a moment and said, "Although he never told me that he had a son."

"There are many things he hasn't told you. For example, he would rather die than join the drug dealer family."

Adams smiled irresolutely: "Really? Then it's a good thing he died, so I don't have to see my son become a young master of the underworld ten years later!"

The last word was engulfed in the sound of fists and feet intersecting, and there was a hard slap, and then quickly separated, a little blood dripped from the corner of Adams' mouth.

He smiled and licked the corners of his mouth, and said, "When I first met Jazy, he was also 28 years old, but his personality is much more interesting than yours. May I ask, is your personality more like your mother?"

Deng Kaiwen moved his wrist: "Are you reminiscing with the victim's son, Mr. Hebrew?"

"Well, people talk more when they are old."

"Then I'll send you down now and have a good talk with my father face to face!" Deng Kaiwen rolled on the ground as soon as the words fell, and picked up the pistol like lightning!

However, at this moment, the lights suddenly flickered, and the lights in the entire corridor were all extinguished.

There was darkness in front of his eyes, and Deng Kaiwen immediately realized: Eric and the others cut off the power!

It was originally estimated that the time to cut off the power was after he killed Adams, but because he couldn't get in touch with Eric, there was a mistake in the time to turn off the lights.

Fortunately, the pistol was already in hand, and Deng Kaiwen's shoulder hit the ground hard due to inertia. He didn't even bother to snort, and slammed all the bullets in the barrel towards the position of Adams Hebrew!

Because the pistol was not equipped with a silencer, the echo in the corridor was very loud, and he didn't hear the dull sound of the bullet hitting the person in his panic.

But the corridor is so wide, even if Adams wanted to hide, he couldn't hide anywhere.After all, Deng Kaiwen is a good player with guns. He can judge by feeling that a bullet must have hit the target. The only difference is whether it has hit the fatal point.

He didn't bother to go up to check, threw the empty gun, got up and ran out staggeringly.

This corridor leads to the deck, and if Epro had been shot upon landing, the helicopter would still be on the deck.

Maybe the titular adoptive father isn't dead yet...

Maybe……

maybe not dead yet...

Many years later, when Deng Kaiwen recalled that moment, he just felt as if he had passed away, and he couldn't remember how he was feeling at the beginning.

He only knew that his hands and feet were weak at the time, and he couldn't use his strength, but it seemed that he had walked for a long time in just a few steps. Later, he realized that he fell down several times, and even his elbow was bruised.

But I didn't feel it at the time.I don't feel it at all.

He didn't even know he had fallen.

In fact, if the lights hadn't gone out, Kevin Deng hadn't grabbed the gun, and stayed in the corridor with Adams Hebrew, everything that happened later would never have happened.

Fate sounded the death knell for all of them from the moment he ran out of the corridor and took his first steps on deck.

That nightmarish chain reaction, like a huge and dark vortex, engulfed everyone in it, tearing their hearts apart and shattering their bodies to pieces.

At that moment, while escaping by mistake, fate showed its ferocious smile.

——The sky above the sea is dark.The helicopter roared and landed on the deck, setting off a huge gust of wind.About ten meters away in front, a group of people gathered around under the searchlight, and vaguely saw a man lying on his back on the ground, with blood flowing from his chest all over the floor.

Deng Kaiwen staggered and stopped, and in an instant, even his internal organs were frozen: "-Epro..."

His teeth chattered unconsciously, and his voice was choked with tremors.

"Epro...!"

"Regulus Cherki."

On the take-off platform on the top of the ship 200 meters away, a man wrapped in a water combat uniform murmured.

He was wearing a shooting helmet with three-dimensional image synthesis, and the stereo projector in the sunglasses faithfully restored all the hot living objects on the deck hundreds of meters away.The red dot marked with the words RC (Regulus Cherki) has moved within range, ready to shoot at any time.

"The side couch does not allow others to sleep soundly... Sorry, Mr. Cherki."

The corner of the man's lips twitched slightly, making a sneer expression that seemed to be regretful.

The red cross on the muzzle gradually coincided with the red dot on the target, and the green light flashed in the sight.

At the same time, with a whoosh, the man lightly pressed the trigger.

Whoosh.

In that ten-thousandth of a second, Deng Kaiwen did hear that voice.

It was like a buzzing in the sea waves, so weak that it could hardly be counted, but he did hear it clearly.

Bang!

Before he had time to feel the danger, he just felt that he was being pushed hard by the invisible air current.The back of the head suddenly felt cold, then hot again, followed by blood gushing out.

This is……

This is……!

In such a short few seconds, Deng Kaiwen knelt down on the deck slowly, did not fall down immediately, and his expression was blank.

He doesn't even know what's going on yet.

But soon he will know nothing.

A bullet entered the back of his head, penetrated the skull, but missed the forehead.Blood spattered from his hair. It was a splash at first, and soon formed a small fountain, which quickly soaked through the ground.

At the last moment before he fell into the darkness, Deng Kaiwen's instinct forced him to look back, trying to see who shot him.

However, the vitality flowed away from him like the wind through the crack of the door. After all, before he could turn his head, he plopped and fell heavily on the deck.