Chapter 52 Sniper
After making sure that the sniper did not launch another sniper attack, Zhao Ziyang immediately rolled over to the deformed Porsche, opened the door forcefully and pulled out Lu Dilong, who was covered in blood.
At this time, Lu Dilong fell into a coma and two of his ribs were broken. However, due to the excellent safety performance of the car, the air cushion that popped out protected his chest tightly, and there was basically no major problem with his lungs.
"Boom", the Porsche exploded and a red flame shot up into the sky.
Zhao Ziyang stretched out his hand and pressed on Lu Dilong's Ren Zhong point, waking him up from his coma.
"Remember, you owe me a life." Zhao Ziyang asked directly for the return.
The seriously injured Lu Dilong nodded with difficulty and lay weakly on the ground.
"Linghu, wait here for rescue!" Zhao Ziyang threw down a sentence, stood up and rushed towards the car.
"Buzz!..." Land Shark made a beast-like roar as Zhao Ziyang stepped on the accelerator, and the entire car body rushed forward like lightning to catch up with the slowly moving train.
Zhao Ziyang decided to save Lu Dilong and do him a favor because he felt that Lu Dilong was capable, ruthless, and suitable to be a lurker's periphery.
The development direction of the entire Lurker has already formed in Zhao Ziyang's mind. He wants to develop a huge force with the Lurker as the center. This force needs a large number of mercenaries and a lot of underworld around the Lurker. These underworlds can provide them with information and resources, although they are too insignificant compared to the Lurker.
Along the road that was level with the railway line, Zhao Ziyang drove at the highest speed to catch up. In the dark night, the Land Shark with its headlights turned on was like a ghost, moving parallel to the train.
The trains in London are not very fast. There are not many high-speed railways in this country, and their construction does not need to be too modern. Many facilities are retained in their previous appearance, including the telephone poles that are still made of wood.
Zhao Ziyang, who was driving the car, stared at the carriage where the sniper appeared and tried to control the car to get closer to the train. However, the rails were higher than the road, making it impossible for the car to climb up anyway.
"Buzz!..." Land Shark stepped on the accelerator to the bottom again, and rushed forward at its maximum speed, instantly overtaking the train and leaving it far behind.
"Clang, clang..." The train, which was moving at a speed of only 50 to 60 kilometers per hour, was swaying slowly forward, like an old antique.
Zhao Ziyang wanted the speed of the train. He stood beside the track and waited for the train to come towards him. Since he couldn't climb onto the train with the help of a car, he had to climb on his own.
"Clang, clang..." The train came slowly over. Although it was running at fifty or sixty per hour, it still brought a strong wind that lifted up Zhao Ziyang's clothes.
When the carriage passed by Zhao Ziyang, he moved, pushed the ground hard with his feet, jumped towards the handrails of the train carriage, and clung to the body of the carriage steadily.
This is a passenger bus, and the flash of fire from the sniper's shooting appeared in one of the windows.
Zhao Ziyang jumped onto the train, took out a Nepalese machete and slashed it hard on the glass of the window next to him, then swung his body slightly, using the force of the swing to carry himself inside with his legs.
"Ah!..." Several passengers in the carriage screamed and looked at this mysterious alien in horror.
"Shh..." Zhao Ziyang stretched out a finger to tell them not to make any sound, and the Nepalese machete in his hand made a heavy black sound.
Seeing the saber in Zhao Ziyang's hand, the passengers immediately covered their mouths and moved their bodies backwards, for fear of disturbing this extremely dangerous person.
This is a sleeper car, which is rare in British trains. Generally, this type of car is prepared for passengers with children. You can't enter a sleeper car just by having money, which is completely different from China.
This type of sleeper car is similar to the soft sleeper cars in China. One carriage is divided into several sleeper cars, and there is only one such car in the entire train.
A child looked at Zhao Ziyang with innocent eyes and asked curiously: "Are you Robin Hood?"
"Yes, I am Robin Hood, and I am hunting down the evil missionaries." Zhao Ziyang smiled slightly and reached out to touch the child's head.
"Oh God, no, wuwuwu..." The child's mother burst into tears and reached out to grab her child.
"Hehe..." Zhao Ziyang smiled and reached out to open the car door.
With a loud bang, the door was opened from the outside, and a police officer stood at the door and said, "Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with?"
After he finished saying this, his eyes fell on the Nepalese machete in Zhao Ziyang's left hand. An extremely nervous expression appeared on his face, and he immediately reached for his pistol.
The UK is an area with a high incidence of terrorist incidents. Trains, airports and subway stations are their main focus of prevention because many terrorist bombings occur in these places every year.
With a "pop", Zhao Ziyang slashed the police officer's carotid artery with his hand knife, knocking him unconscious to the ground.
After knocking the conductor unconscious, Zhao Ziyang pulled him into the carriage with one hand, made an apologetic gesture to the passengers in the carriage, and then walked out and closed the door.
Walking in the aisle of the sleeper car, Zhao Ziyang slowed down his pace and carefully felt the sniper's breath.
Snipers are the best warriors at concealing their aura, but after every sniper kill there will always be a trace of murderous aura left on their bodies, which cannot be erased.
This sniper was very skilled, and his calculation ability was superb. His ability to kill a moving target at a speed of 300 km/h was enough to show his excellence. This amount of calculation alone was not something that an ordinary person could do. If measured by the ranking of snipers in the mercenary world, this sniper's level was no worse than Angel's.
After quietly feeling it, Zhao Ziyang pushed open the door of one of the carriages and walked in. He saw a 7.62mm sniper rifle mounted on the window. There was a bullet shell on the ground, emitting a yellow glow under the dim light.
With a "click", Zhao Ziyang unloaded the magazine of the sniper rifle with two fingers, glanced at the empty magazine, and then raised the magazine and squinted at the surface under the light.
The surface is very smooth, without any secretions from human hands, let alone fingerprints.
This is a veteran. He chose to retreat immediately after firing a shot. It is certain that this sniper has blended in with the passengers and cannot be found at all. He only used one bullet, which shows his strong confidence. He sniped with gloves, which shows his carefulness. This kind of excellent sniper would not bother to kill a small gang leader, let alone become a hired killer.
The sniper killing Lu Dilong only showed that there was hatred between them, but how could this sniper who was ranked among the top in the world have hatred for Lu Dilong? Lu Dilong was just an ant in front of him. As long as he wanted, he could step on him to death at any time. The most important thing was that there was no connection between the two.
The reason why Zhao Ziyang chased the sniper onto the train was that he felt it was strange, and he had a guess in his mind about the identity of the sniper.
Suddenly, Zhao Ziyang twitched his nose violently and a smile appeared on his face.
With a swish, Zhao Ziyang put the Nepalese machete back to his waist, bent over to pick up the bullet shell, and jumped out of the car window.
When we drove back to the destination, Angel had already returned with Linghu and Lu Dilong.
Philip's car was knocked over at the beginning, Lu Dilong's car was sniped, Linghu's Land Shark went to chase the train, and Angel, who had the worst sports car performance, easily won the final 5 million prize.
This scene was so unexpected that the crowd, which was originally excited, suddenly became silent. The racetrack is full of unpredictable changes, but no one expected this kind of unpredictability. The good thing is that the beauty won the championship, which can be regarded as a little bit of recovery in the imbalance.
"Thank you..." Lu Dilong lay on the stretcher prepared for him by his men and thanked Zhao Ziyang weakly.
Just after he said thank you, blood foam overflowed from the corner of Lu Dilong's mouth. His breathing became rapid and he found it difficult to bear his injuries.
His injury was much more serious than Zhao Ziyang thought. His broken ribs pierced his lungs. If he didn't have surgery quickly, he would lose his life. But Lu Dilong did something unimaginable. He waited until Zhao Ziyang came back and said thank you to him.
The meaning was self-evident. He remembered what Zhao Ziyang said before the game started.
This man was powerful, so powerful that he could only look up to him. On the way back, Linghu had intentionally or unintentionally revealed a little bit of their identities, telling him that Zhao Ziyang was going to chase the sniper.
"Ah, your injury is too serious. You can't ride in a sports car. Why don't you..." Linghu's eyes turned twice, pointed at the RV and said to Lu Dilong with a sly smile: "I'll sell the RV to you for only 10 million!"
It's obviously price gouging, no, it's a typical case of forced buying and selling.
Lu Dilong nodded, and was carried into the RV by his men and driven quickly to the city hospital.
"Yeah!" Linghu waved his hands excitedly, earning another 10 million!
"Let's go." Zhao Ziyang waved to Angel and Linghu.
"Wait." Philip's voice came, and he called Zhao Ziyang.
Philip, who lost 100 million pounds because of Angel's despicable behavior, was not depressed about losing the money. On the contrary, he was very excited and gave Zhao Ziyang a bright smile.
"Is there something?" Zhao Ziyang asked.
"I think we can take some time to sit down and have a couple of drinks and talk about business. What do you think?" Philip's expression was still reserved and noble, but now it was mixed with the shrewdness of a businessman.
Zhao Ziyang seemed to be thinking deeply after hearing this. He glanced at Linghu, and then nodded to Philip, indicating that he agreed with the other party's suggestion.
At this moment, several men with their heads covered walked out of the woods on both sides of the road. They opened their eyes angrily and searched for Zhao Ziyang.
"There, there!" Angry roars were heard, and the guys who were thrown to the side of the road by Zhao Ziyang finally woke up and rushed towards Zhao Ziyang with their fists raised.
"Get out of here, what are you waiting for? Haha..." Zhao Ziyang laughed twice and got into Angel's car.
“Boom! Boom!…”
The two sports cars sped forward one after the other and instantly disappeared from the sight of these guys. These unlucky guys couldn't blame anyone but themselves for picking up the wrong girl.
