The assassin was completely dumbfounded. He never expected that someone could explode at such a speed, which was beyond the normal range of humans and even beyond the range of physics.
This attack from the opponent was something that humans could not have created; even all living things on Earth could not have produced something like this.
But the other party did it, and arrived in front of me silently, as if using a teleport in a game.
With a thud, the assassin was sent flying more than ten meters, crashing straight into the wall. He collapsed to the ground, spitting out blood, already lifeless.
Wang Mingming dared not engage in any combat because he knew there was another gunman and three other assassins in the room.
He has now essentially exposed himself, so those people will be following him soon. He must eliminate them as quickly as possible, or he will die here today.
Wang Mingming's guess was correct. Just as he finished dealing with this person, he heard footsteps behind him, followed by the sound of a pistol being pulled, the rattling sound coming from the silencer.
This kind of popping sound is basically inaudible unless you listen very carefully.
Fortunately, Wang Mingming was no ordinary person; his five senses were highly developed, so he immediately heard the sound of gunfire behind him and quickly lay down on the ground.
Then three holes were shot into the wall behind him, and the opponent fired a three-round burst. Wang Mingming kicked off the wall and quickly squeezed into the bedroom.
After glancing around the room, he immediately spotted a clothes hanger made of metal rod, which proved to be a very handy weapon.
It has no clothes on, but the hooks attached to it are its best weapons.
Wang Mingming reached out and grabbed the clothes hanger, kicking the bottom of the hanger with the corner of his clothes, thus turning the hanger into a weapon.
The three assassins who had just rushed in from outside were already in position when they saw the two enemy corpses and immediately understood what had happened.
They exchanged a glance with the last gunman, and the four of them immediately agreed on a plan. So they began to move along the room where Wang Mingming had just hidden.
Two men stood guard outside the window to prevent someone from jumping out and escaping, while the other two guarded the door, planning to break into the room one after the other.
The capture operation officially began. Wang Mingming was like a wild beast trapped in a cage, but he remained calm and composed. Years of experience with crises had made him accustomed to the law of the jungle. Only by calming himself down could he make the most correct judgment.
At this moment, Wang Mingming was just like a group of people he had never interacted with before; his eyes were filled with a calm expression.
This was just an ordinary drill or a game. He was merely a character he controlled, holding the clothes rack tightly and quietly waiting for the people outside to arrive.
The door was locked, and the lights in the room were off. Mingming was behind the wall, even though he knew it was a very bad spot.
Once the assassin rushes in, the first place he'll aim his pistol is behind the door, and what he has to do is be faster than his opponent and take them out at that speed.
Time passed second by second, and it seemed as if there was no sound around, but Wang Mingming could sense the arrival of these people by the shadows on the ground and their faint breathing.
The assassins wore specially made shoes made of very soft rubber, so that they walked on the road without making a sound, just like a cat.
This gives them no time to react when hunting down their opponents.
They still hadn't expected their opponent to be so powerful. The moment the door was kicked open, a flash of light appeared, and before the assassin outside could react, he felt as if he'd been hit in the chest by a train, and was sent flying backward.
The other person was right in front of that person when they were both knocked away, piled on top of each other like a human pyramid, and thrown from the second floor to the first floor.
However, after they landed, the two did not give up resisting. They rolled on the spot, pulled out their guns, and were about to pull the trigger again.
However, Wang Mingming was even faster, descending from the sky like a cheetah, leaping directly from the second floor to the first floor and delivering two punches to the chests of the two men.
Soon, two more assassins were killed, leaving only two assassins remaining.
The assassin outside felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing the commotion inside.
This mission has likely failed. The two men exchanged a glance, one of them nodded slightly, then released the safety on his gun, while the other quickly fled the scene.
Just as another assassin entered the house and began firing repeatedly, only to find the house empty, a whooshing sound suddenly came from the air.
Then a metal pipe pierced straight through his chest, and his body fell to the ground upright, leaning against the metal pipe.
Meanwhile, another person, hiding far away, witnessed this scene and was terrified. He hadn't expected that his brothers, all of whom were masters of their craft, would be wiped out in an instant after encountering this god-like figure.
If it weren't for leaving someone to tip him off, he might have died here today. Thinking of this, he felt a wave of fear.
After taking a picture of Wang Mingming standing at the door with a metal rod in her hand, he immediately left the place.
They found a car and sped away from the city center. From a house outside, they dialed a familiar number.
"The information our employer gave us this time was clearly wrong. We're dead. The five brothers didn't even have the ability to fight back. The enemy was very strong and killed us all in one fell swoop. Of the five brothers, only I escaped!"
There was a long pause on the other end of the phone.
"Are you kidding me? One person killed five of you? Who is he? The mission failed, so there's no excuse. Why are you making up such reasons?"
Upon hearing the other party's words, the assassin appeared extremely angry.
"What? You mean I'm lying to you? Damn it! Why would I lie to you about something like this! Believe it or not, it's up to you!"
After saying that, the assassin slammed the phone down.
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