Mei Man Knives

Chapter 27 Code 47

Zhang Jun should stab for cutting, from top to bottom, he held the opponent's knife.

Pushing hard, pushing the opponent away, Zhang Jun jumped back, holding a knife to be wary of the guy in front of him.

From just now to the end, this person didn't even think about avoiding it.

If he hadn't drawn his knife to resist, if his knife stabbed him, his knife would also stab him.

Risk your life?

Who the hell is this guy?

Isn't he afraid?

Or who raised the dead?Kill the target to death, complete the task?

Such people are the most troublesome.

Can't hold back anymore.

Zhang Jun kicked his right foot and rushed forward.

With a backhand grab, the knife slashed at the opponent's neck.

In the fight just now, code-named 47 knew in his heart that he was not the opponent's opponent.

I'm afraid there is no way to escape safely today.

Code-named 47 avoided the fatal point, bullied himself, approached Zhang Jun, and stabbed the knife fiercely into Zhang Jun's head.

Just when the opponent raised the knife, Zhang Jun's speed suddenly increased, and he approached the opponent one step at a time beyond the limit of the human body.

The left hand hooked the opponent's neck, and the left foot caught the opponent's foot. With a strong force, the opponent was overturned immediately.

Putting the other party down on the ground, Zhang Jun grabbed the other party's neck.

"who are you?"

As soon as 47 kicked his hands, he stood up unconventionally.

Zhang Jun will not let the opponent stand up easily.

Just when he stood up straight, Zhang Jun made a knife in his palm and slashed at the opponent's neck.

47 suffered heavy blows to the neck, and the nerves and blood were not flowing.He rolled his eyes and passed out.

Zhang Jun looked at his opponent lying on the ground.

Brows furrowed.

Kicking away the knife in his hand, the saber rested on his neck.

He searched this guy's body up and down, and found all kinds of weapons on his body.

Pistols, military stabs, steel cables, tactical pens, and 2 short knives were all searched out and put aside.

Zhang Jun tore off the bed sheet and tied his limbs to the stool.

After making sure it was tied tightly, Zhang Jun checked around his room.

A suitcase in the room was filled with various weapons and electronic equipment, as well as three or four passports.

Seeing the G4 bomb installed on the door, Zhang Jun was frightened for a while.

If he didn't want to sneak in secretly, if he rushed in forcefully, he would definitely suffer.

Also, when I slipped up just now, I saw the safety rope on the balcony, which was obviously the back route prepared by the other party.

This guy is definitely the elite among professional killers.

After searching the room, there was nothing to prove his identity except his passport.

As for the information on the passport, Zhang Jun didn't even bother to read it.

Definitely true, but also definitely false.

It seems that there is no other way except to ask for information from him.

Zhang Jun took a glass of water and splashed it on his face.

Shocked by the cold water, 47 woke up.

Upon waking up, 47 immediately opened it.I can't move my hands and feet.

Only then did he give up, and looked up at Zhang Jun.

It's just that there is no fear and fear in his eyes, let alone begging for mercy and negotiation.

Just looking at Zhang Jun with an emotionless look.

Zhang Jun was very uncomfortable with his ruthless eyes.

Zhang Jun grabbed his collar with one hand, pulled it over, and put the knife on his eyes.

As long as the cold tip of the knife goes a little lower, it only needs less than 2mm to stab his eyes blind.

Zhang Jun shouted fiercely. "Who are you? Who sent you?"

47 stared straight at the tip of the knife, without any fear, and without any intention to speak, still with a calm face.

"Are you really not afraid of death? Tell me, as long as you say I sent you, I will let you go. I will do what I say!"

"I'm not interested in a small role like you!"

"Do you understand? Tell me who is behind you, and I will let you go."

Seeing that the other party was still calm as usual, there was no intention of speaking.

Zhang Jun felt very headache.

It doesn't matter if the other party begs for mercy or yells at him forcefully, at least he can get some information from him.

But the other party's reticence left Zhang Jun with nothing to do.

Zhang Jun stabbed him in the thigh with a knife.

The knife sank straight into his thigh.But he didn't seem to be in any pain at all.As if the thigh wasn't his.

Still looking at Zhang Jun neither happy nor sad.

FUCK!

Zhang Jun let him go and punched him hard, sending him flying.

He kept beating the opponent's abdomen so hard that he vomited blood.

But the other side still looked the same.

calm!

cold!

This guy was completely different from the killers I had seen before.

He is like a robot, completely free from fear and fear.

If threats are useless, torture is also useless.

It is basically impossible to get information from such a guy.

Zhang Jun knocked the opponent out again with a knife in his hand.

What should I do with this guy now?
Let him go and find the lair of his organization?

But with his cautious style, can he really find his lair?
And even if it can?
Do I have the patience to find it?
Do you want me to follow him and monitor him?

In an instant, Zhang Jun made a decision.

Putting this guy on the bed smoothly, Zhang Jun didn't forget to pull the sheet to cover him.

He took out a bottle of vodka from the hotel refrigerator, opened it, and spilled the drink on the bed.

After spilling half of it, Zhang Jun casually threw the wine bottle on the bed, lit a cigarette, and put it on the other party's finger after it was nearly half burned.

Zhang Jun took his suitcase and laptop, jumped up from the balcony, and left the hotel.

After waiting for less than 30 seconds, the cigarette butt fell and lit the vodka poured from the bottle on the bed.

It blazed up.

Alcohol-soaked sheets burn quickly.

There are many flammable items in hotel rooms, such as bed sheets, carpets, sofas, furniture, curtains...

Soon Room 501 was in flames.

Even if the fire prevention device was activated, water could not extinguish the raging fire.

Fire alarms were activated throughout the hotel.

The bell is ringing loudly!

Customers of the hotel ran out of their rooms and hurried down the stairs.

The waiter at the hotel also called 911.

"Yes, there is a fire in the hotel. Please come here immediately!"

Before the other party put down the phone, the fire burned into the room.

The door was baked by the fire, deformed, and the rope was pulled and broken. The bomb was delayed by 0.2 seconds and exploded.

boom!
The shock wave caused by the bomb shattered all the glass in the room.

The whole hotel shook twice.

Now the customers of the hotel, as well as the waiters, ran out of the hotel screaming in fright.

Fortunately, when it was on fire before. The customers on the 5th floor all escaped.

There were no casualties in the explosion.

Ten minutes later, fire trucks, ambulances, police cars, and the FBI arrived one after another.

The fire chief came out of the hotel and called out to the detectives who were responsible for the incident.

"The fire inside has been brought under control. You can go in and have a look!"

NYPD Detective Kate Beckett was about to walk in.

A Maggie Bell wearing a black bulletproof vest with FBI written on her back came over with her ID. "From now on, we will take over this case!"

Beckett suddenly shouted in displeasure. "This is New York, our NYPD should be in charge!"

Maggie Bell didn't budge at all. "There was an explosion here, and we have reason to believe it was a terrorist attack. Now the FBI is in charge! Do you need your boss to call you personally?"

Hearing that the other party used his boss to suppress him, Beckett shouted angrily. "let's go!"

Maggie Bell sent Beckett away. She walked up to the hotel and went to the room.

Years of experience in handling cases allowed her to look at the scene and roughly understand what happened.

There was an explosion at the door!
There was a fire in the bed!
The fire on the bed can be figured out.

But why there was an explosion at the door, and the most important thing is that the door flew out.

This means the bomb is in the room.

Who put it?
What about the guy who planted the bomb?

Maggie Bell felt a little confused.

Just when the FBI couldn't figure out what happened here, Zhang Jun had already returned to his rented house with the loot.

Open the box and check the loot carefully.

2 flash bombs, 2 grenades, 2 time bombs, 3 directional bombs, 3 boxes of G4 explosives, 1 dagger, a military telescope, 2 detonators, 4 detonators, a box of wireless earplugs, communication equipment!

2 AMT Hardballer pistols, 2 Uzi submachine gun!

Looking at these weapons, Zhang Jun liked them very much, but he felt a headache again!

During this time, I have seized a lot of weapons.

There are almost ten pistols alone.

Now with the addition of these explosives, it is enough to equip a squad.

This kennel of mine is not suitable for hiding so many weapons!

Where should so many weapons be hidden?
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