C861 An Identity
Holding Qin Mingyue and Pan Qiqi's trembling hands, Wendu solemnly whispered in their ears, "Follow me, bend over and run into the mall across the way."
Although this was a bit selfish, Wendu had no other choice.
When the bullet was lying on the ground without any sound, it proved that the sniper rifle was equipped with a silencer.
If they got into the crowd, the sniper wouldn't dare to fire at random. If they hurt the others, it would cause panic.
"But An Qing and Xiaoxiao." Qin Mingyue said anxiously.
"They're fine. Trust me, run." After saying that, Wendu pulled the two people, bent over and squeezed into the crowd.
As expected, Wendu was right, the sniper did not shoot when they were running.
After running into the shopping mall smoothly, Wendu immediately brought the two of them to the innermost fitting room.
"Who is this man, he's so awesome!" He went straight in with the two girls. "
"Should we call the police?"
"Call the police my ass! Can't you see how anxious those two girls are?!" I think it must be dry wood and fire. "
Some people were jealous and some were worried. While many people were discussing, Wendu suddenly opened the door and ran out.
Just now, he had received the news that An Qing and Little Ping were safe and sound. Only, they had gone to hide in the opposite bank.
Wendu also saw it when he came over, the bank wasn't that big. Afraid that the snipers would attack An Qing and Xiaoxiao, he quickly rushed out.
He wanted to attract the sniper's attention and then finish them off one by one.
Sure enough, the moment Wendu ran to the side of the road, there were two sounds of soil shattering. Luckily, Wendu was able to dodge in time, otherwise, it wouldn't be as simple as seeing red light.
"Humph!" Feeling the chill behind his back, Wendu snorted coldly.
In the blink of an eye, he was already moving at his maximum speed. Not only was he as fast as lightning, he was also in a godlike posture.
At the top of the shopping mall, there was a sniper lying on the ground. The sniper's face was partially covered, making it hard to see his face.
"Ying, can you lock onto the target?" Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from the earplugs in his ears.
Ying, who was lying on the roof, did not answer for a while. He looked at Wendu, who was running non-stop through the aiming lens, and the muzzle of his gun kept moving.
"Repeat, Hawk. Can you lock onto the target?" The hoarse voice rang in his ears once again.
"No way!" The tensed Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief. He got up, quickly took out a white handkerchief from his pocket, and started cleaning the sniper rifle.
Soon, he finished cleaning the sniper rifle on the ground. He took out a lighter, lit up the white handkerchief, and threw it away.
Strangely, when the handkerchief touched the fire, it lit up instantly and turned into black ashes before it even landed on the ground.
In the air, the black ash was drifting in the wind.
Standing at the top of the stairs, Ying took off his clothes that covered half of his face, and walked down while shaking his head and smiling.
If someone saw his face, they would definitely be very surprised, because he was Ximen Jie, whom Wendu had met at the Qin's jewelry store.
Ximen Jie was not only the Young Master of Ximen Family, he also had another identity that even he did not know, the Blood Evil Assassin, code name Ying.
Just when Wendu was about to reach the bank entrance, two people, who also had half of their faces covered, blocked him.
Judging from their attire, they should have long been prepared to come over.0
Not only that, Wendu actually saw two masked men in black rushing out from both sides as they rushed towards the bank.
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