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But all eyes are too late.

"boom!"

There was a gunshot, and the bullet hit his head precisely.

The other three reacted immediately, but at the same time, the gun rang again.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two more shots, accurately hitting the two of them.

But instead of hitting the head like the first one, it hit somewhere else.

One is the chest and the other is the neck.

The remaining man was obviously taken aback by Ye Heng's superb marksmanship. Just as he turned around, he saw a dark object flying towards his head.

Chapter 170 The Only Winner

Ye Heng threw out the pistol in his hand, and the pistol landed on the man's face with precision.

At this time, Ye Heng took out the pencil from his mouth with his hand, and before the man could react, he stabbed at his neck.

"Pfft~"

The tip of the nose pen pierced into the man's throat, and half of the pencil had already sunk into it.

Blood flowed out from the pencil, and he stared at Ye Heng with disbelief.

"Uh...uh..."

There was a constant murmur in his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't make any sound.

"Pfft~"

The pencil was pulled out violently by Ye Heng, and the wound on the throat was like a fountain, and blood poured straight towards Ye Heng.

Ye Heng staggered back two steps. At this time, his face was already pale and his body was covered with blood.

But among them, most of the blood was Ye Heng's own.

The man clutched his throat that was spurting blood, as if trying to stop the blood.

But blood kept flowing from between his fingers.

After struggling for a few seconds, his body fell down.

Looking at that person, Ye Heng's pale face finally revealed a relaxed expression.

"boom!"

There was a gunshot, and a distant tingling suddenly came from the abdomen.

Looking up, he found that the man who had been shot in the abdomen by him before was holding a gun in his hand, and the black muzzle of the gun was aimed at him.

"boom!"

There was another gunshot, and the bullet passed through Ye Heng's right leg, and he collapsed as if he had lost his support.

Severe pain and fear occupied Ye Heng's brain.

He gritted his teeth and looked up at the man.

The pistol was still in his hand.

This time, the man aimed at Ye Heng's head, as if he was ready to give Ye Heng a final fatal blow.

"boom!"

Ye Heng closed his eyes, thinking that his head would explode in the next second.

But after a few seconds, he realized that nothing seemed to happen.

When he raised his head, he saw the man who had pointed the gun at him. His head had exploded, the pistol was still tightly held in his hand, and his finger was pressed on the trigger, but he hadn't had time to shoot.

"Ye Heng!!"

"Ye Heng!!"

There was a burst of roaring, and Ye Heng recognized that the owner of the voice was John.

A smile appeared on his face, and he slowly raised his hand.

Ye Heng wanted to say something, but he felt that he didn't have the energy to speak anymore.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar face walking beside him.

In the next second, he passed out completely.

……

"du~du~"

The godfather immediately picked up the phone.

"Hey, how's it going?"

"He was shot three times! What about the man who chased him down?"

"Is there still alive? The one outside ran away?"

"Okay, I see. You protect him in the hospital and don't let anyone get close."

The godfather hung up the phone, but his face did not look optimistic.

"Godfather, is it really Ye Heng?" Adrian couldn't help asking.

"It's Xiaoye, who was shot three times and has been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment."

Hearing this, Adrian couldn't help but frown, with a murderous look in his eyes.

"Who moved the hand?"

"Eight people, all of them are dead, and there is one who sniped outside, but ran away." The godfather shook his head.

"But you don't need to ask them to know who is the person who did it this time."

"Ass." Adrian immediately understood what the godfather meant.

"Then shall we..."

The godfather immediately shook his head, "No."

After pondering for a while, the godfather picked up his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, help me find the leaders of the Donkey Party and the Elephant Party, as well as the president. Tomorrow, I'm going to Washington to talk to them."

Adrian on the side had a slightly dazed look on his face, as if he didn't quite understand what the godfather meant.

"Remember Adrian, sometimes a conversation is far more useful than violence."

At the same time, inside the presidential palace.

After learning that the assassination failed, the president was furious, and things in the office were smashed all over the floor.

"One person! Assassinate one person!"

"8 agents! 1 killer on the list of tenth killers!"

"You can still fail me!"

Curt and Morgan on the side did not dare to speak.

They also didn't expect that with so many people, the assassination of Ye Heng would still fail!

"Dong Dong Dong~"

"Come in!"

The president roared, the door of the office was opened, and a female secretary walked in.

"Mr. President, just now we received a call from Mr. Kryon... He hopes to meet with you and the leaders of the Donkey Party and the Elephant Party tomorrow."

Hearing this, the president's face suddenly showed embarrassment.

The female secretary seemed to have noticed the strange expression on the president's face, "Then, why don't I talk to Mr. Kryon's contact person..."

"No, no, we'll be there tomorrow."

Seeing this, the female secretary nodded and left the office without saying anything.

"President, do you need someone to accompany you there tomorrow?" Curt asked.

But the president shook his head, "No, no need."

"Kryon doesn't need to come to Washington to meet me if he wants to go to war."

"The cost of starting a war is not something that any of us can afford. We will not do that unless it is absolutely necessary."

After speaking, the president seemed to think of something, and looked at Curt again.

"And as far as your agents are concerned, I might as well go to the street and spend some money to invite a few passers-by."

Curt didn't dare to say anything.

But the agents under him are really not weak. Those sent to deal with Ye Heng are all newbies who have just graduated.

He also thought that just a film director shouldn't be too difficult to deal with.

And the one who was mainly responsible for the assassination was Drake, the tenth killer on the killer list.

Those recruits, in the past, were more likely to learn and see blood.

As a result, Drake missed, and the 8 people he sent over were wiped out by the entire army!

That night, the attack on the Los Angeles airport was reported.

Also reported is the news that the well-known director Ye Heng was shot three times.

As soon as this news came out, the entire beautiful country was shocked.

The people from the donkey party came out to disassociate themselves immediately, and said that they would do their best to arrest all those involved in the incident.

When Xiang Dang saw this, he smiled slightly.

You said that this matter has nothing to do with you, well, then put all this matter on racial discrimination.

Then the Elephant Party began to guide public opinion, saying that Ye Heng was shot and wounded by racists because he opposed racial discrimination.

Only when there is no racial discrimination in the beautiful country, can this kind of thing be completely eliminated.

In this shooting, Elephant Party became the only beneficiary.

Chapter 171 The Superstitious Person

The next morning, a secret room in Washington.

Representatives of the Godfather, Donkey Party, Elephant Party, and the President sat in a secret room around a small table.

"Tang, I don't know if you called everyone over, what's the matter?"

The leader of the Xiang Party asked, deliberately pretending not to know anything.

But everyone present is actually very clear about the purpose of this meeting.

But the godfather didn't point him out, it didn't make any sense.

He leaned back on the armchair and looked at everyone.

"Yesterday, a kid was shot at the Los Angeles airport."

"I believe you all know more or less about this matter."

The godfather glanced at the crowd again, and the more or less expressions on their faces already explained something.

"My family has a very good relationship with that kid, and I even invited him to our family's Christmas Eve."

"He also knows how to be grateful, and promised one of my godsons to help him make a movie."

"More than that, I am also his witness,"

The faces of the president and the leader of the donkey party were sweating profusely, but the leader of the elephant party was sitting there calmly.