Chapter 544: Ten Years Later, I Want You to Die (Part 1)
A girl alone, a pitch-black M43, and bullet holes all over the ground. This scene is so weird no matter how you look at it.
The people in the Cadillac vaguely sensed that something was wrong and were about to ask the driver to turn the car around when suddenly more than twenty bodyguards appeared around the girl.
They pointed their weapons in this direction, and the black muzzles of their guns shone coldly in the night.
"FUCK! We've been tricked! Thomson betrayed us!" Demonhawk yelled in frustration from inside the car, "There's an ambush! Run!"
The Cadillac driver immediately turned the car around and wanted to return along the same route.
But at this moment, the huge engine sound of the off-road vehicle sounded from far away.
Four huge black off-road vehicles drove towards this side at a very fast speed, and then with a beautiful drift, the four cars lined up side by side, blocking the wide road.
Cadillac's only way out was gone, and Demonhawk couldn't help but curse again.
At this moment, a girl's voice full of metallic texture rang out in the empty night.
"Mr. Demonhawk, and Mr. Jiang, would you please get out of the car and meet us?"
Ruan Qi, wearing a baseball cap, stood up from the roof of the car at some point. She held an M43 in one hand and a small speaker with voice-changing function in the other.
She put the small speaker to her lips and was about to speak again when a red dot suddenly landed between her eyebrows.
——Sniper rifle.
The gunman should be the killer sitting in those Cadillacs.
Ruan Qi paused and chuckled.
The laughter spread into the night through a small voice-changing speaker, and the modified metallic sound sounded a bit creepy.
"Want to snipe me?" The little girl curled her lips meaningfully. Suddenly, she raised her arm, put the M43 on her shoulder, and aimed the black muzzle directly at the car where Demonhawk was.
"Mr. Damon, how about we have a competition? Which is faster, your sniper or my M43?"
The M43 is a new type of rapid-fire machine gun designed by Ruan Qi for Solomon two years ago. It has an extremely fast combat firing rate and is called the 2.0 version of Gatling by people in the industry.
It can be said that before the R7 came out, the M43 was the eternal king in terms of firing rate, and no matter how good the sniper rifle or horse was, it could not catch up.
Ruan Qi pointed this King's Sword at Demonhawk, which was equivalent to holding a knife to his neck.
Demonhawk's face turned pale with fright.
Ruan Qi's voice still echoed outside the car window: "Mr. Damon, and Mr. Jiang, I'll give you ten counts. Get out of the car!"
After saying that, she started counting down with the loudspeaker.
"ten--!"
Demonhawk looked at Jiang Chunian tremblingly: "Mr. Jiang, what should we do?"
Jiang Chunian looked out the car window expressionlessly. After a while, he raised his hand and slowly straightened his clothes.
Demonhawk was stunned: "Mr. Jiang?"
"Nine--!"
Jiang Chu Nian fastened his cuffs elegantly and climbed onto the car door: "Get out."
"eight--!"
The door of the dark blue Cadillac finally opened.
A pair of clean and shiny black leather shoes landed on the ground, and a thin and tall man in a black suit got out of the car.
He raised his head, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the little girl standing on the roof of the Bentley with his slightly sinister eyes.
Ruan Qi, who was on the roof, also frowned and looked at him with cold eyes.
The two people's sight had been separated by a distance of ten years, and finally, they met again at this moment.
The night is dark, and darkness breeds cruelty.
Neither of them spoke.
Ruan Qi looked into Jiang Chunian's eyes, and at this moment many messy fragments of memories emerged in his mind.
Those dead children, the blood and broken arms all over the ground, and the iceberg boy who was sunk to the bottom of the lake to save her.
These memories were not complete, just fragmentary images, but they were enough to make Ruan Qi's eyes gradually turn red.
She stared at the man not far away, and the smile on her face completely disappeared.
"Mr. Jiang, long time no see."
Ruan Qi's metallic voice, modified by a voice changer, is meaningful.
Jiang Chunian frowned slightly, and looked at her with a bit more suspicion and temptation: "Do you know me?"
Ruan Qi couldn't help but chuckle when she heard this.
"Of course I know the famous Mr. Jiang. Even if you were reduced to ash, I would never forget you."
These words made Jiang Chunian's eyes suddenly darken.
He looked at Ruan Qi with a cold gaze: "Who are you?"
"Who am I?" Ruan Qi raised an eyebrow, and suddenly, his tone turned cold, "I am... the one who wants to kill you!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the girl's slender figure swooped down from the roof of the car like an arrow.
Seeing this, the Hawke family's bodyguards and killers quickly pulled the trigger and fired at Ruan Qi.
But Ruan Qi was even faster. She carried an M43 in one hand and a silver needle flashed in the other. Her figure moved like a ghost in the hail of bullets and rushed to Jiang Chunian in the blink of an eye.
Violent sparks spurted out from the muzzle of the M43 and headed straight for Jiang Chunian.
Jiang Chunian immediately retreated quickly, and his powerful mental power silently surged towards Ruan Qi.
Ruan Qi sneered, and the silver needles on his fingertips flew all over the sky, mixed with the energy of ancient warriors, breaking through Jiang Chunian's mental defense.
At the same time, Simon also got out of the Bentley.
He also carried an M43 and commanded the bodyguards sent by Solomon and Alfat with an expressionless face to besiege the Hawke family.
"People sent by Old Alfat, please go deal with that damned Demon. Solomon's people, concentrate your firepower and beat that disgusting Mr. Jiang into a sieve!"
Solomon's bodyguards lacked everything except weapons. Equipped with the most advanced weapons, they launched a frantic attack on Jiang Chunian.
Even if Xi Jiu and Nie Beilou came, they might not be able to withstand this level of firepower, not to mention that Jiang Chunian's strength is not yet at their level.
Jiang Chunian was quickly beaten to a pulp. He hurriedly fled amidst the hail of bullets, and the embarrassing situation reminded him of ten years ago.
Ten years ago, when Xiaoyaozhuang was surrounded by the police, he was in the same miserable state.
It was in this dense hail of bullets that Mr. Nie, the devilish-looking man in a dark red robe, broke his legs and nearly lost his life.
Jiang Chunian will always remember Mr. Nie's eyes full of hostility. It is the shame of his life.
And now, someone else brought the same shame upon him.
Jiang Chunian turned his head with difficulty amidst the dense firepower, and looked at Ruan Qi behind him with his bloodshot eyes.
Ruan Qi was wearing a mask and a baseball cap, so her face couldn't be seen. But from her figure and posture, one could tell she was a very young woman.
He was actually forced to this point by such a young girl.
Blood welled up in Jiang Chunian's eyes, and layers of dark light spread in his eyes.
He suddenly stopped, turned around, and pointed the silver pistol in his hand at Ruan Qi.
Bang--!
The bullet shot out from the muzzle, broke through the night sky, and shot straight towards Ruan Qi's head.
Ruan Qi tilted his head slightly, just about to dodge the bullet, when a strong sense of crisis suddenly surged from his heart.
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