Chapter 2370 The Real Dead End (Fourth Update)

After receiving the news that Uncle Bai had killed the shadow killer, Emperor Ma Qing was very happy. He felt that he could sit back and relax from now on, and he could also show off the Mingyue Group.

Unexpectedly, he was happy for a whole night, but Ye Tianlong's judgment directly gave him a slap in the face, making him feel that his efforts last night were in vain.

"I don't know who this woman is, but I'm sure she's not a shadow killer."

Ye Tianlong sat down opposite Ma Qingdi, picked up the schoolbag he brought, opened it, and took out a pile of sniper rifle parts.

"First, the deceased's face was scratched and bloody, and his facial features could not be clearly identified."

"Two women with similar body shapes will look almost the same as long as the main features of their faces are destroyed."

"Secondly, although Uncle Bai had an encounter with the Shadow Killer, he was in a tense moment and it was a matter of life and death, so his cognition was biased."

"In addition, Uncle Bai wanted to make a comeback and wash away the shame caused by the Shadow Killer, so when he saw a similar corpse, he subconsciously identified it as the Shadow Killer."

When Emperor Ma Qing nodded lightly, Ye Tianlong was assembling the sniper rifle and added Feng Qingyundan:

"Third, the Shadow Killer has good marksmanship and can be called a sharpshooter. In addition to talent, a sharpshooter also needs a lot of bullets to practice."

He pointed at the photo with his fingertips: "A shadow killer who has been shooting at a high level all year round will not have such smooth and white fingers."

Emperor Ma Qing was slightly startled. He sat up straight and examined the woman. He soon saw the smooth fingers of the woman in the photo. It seemed that she was not a battle-hardened warrior.

"Fourth, the sniper rifle was held backwards. The Shadow Killer is not left-handed."

Ye Tianlong opened the barrel of the gun and took a look: "Normally, she should be holding the gun body with her left hand and the trigger with her right hand."

"The woman in the photo is on the contrary. It's obvious that someone has stuffed a sniper rifle into her hand."

Ye Tianlong gave his own judgment: "Based on these doubts, I judge that the shadow killer is not dead."

"And it's true. An hour ago, the Pu sisters and I were attacked by a sniper and almost got shot in the head."

"Although Park Ziyuan didn't capture the opponent and the surveillance was broken, judging from the opponent's tracking of my whereabouts and shooting skills, I guess he is a shadow killer."

Thinking of the six shots just now, Ye Tianlong had a killing intent. It was okay to be cruel to him, but it was too much to bury Pu Ciqiu with him.

"What? Is she here to kill you?"

Hearing Ye Tianlong's words, Ma Qingdi was surprised: "Retaliation so quickly? I thought she was hiding at the scene."

"If my guess is correct, she should have escaped when three off-road vehicles broke out and exploded, attracting the attention of the Ma family's elite."

Ye Tianlong showed a hint of appreciation for the Shadow Killer: "The process was very short, but for her, it was enough."

"Even if she finds a substitute, she can't escape."

Emperor Ma Qing was surprised: "Everyone is surrounded by me, and the whole hotel has turned upside down. There is no trace of her."

Ye Tianlong's smile turned playful: "I read the briefing. Uncle Bai and the others are advancing with heavy equipment. In addition to body armor, they also have masks and helmets."

"If I were a shadow killer, I would take advantage of the off-road vehicle's breakout to kill an elite member of the Ma family."

He whispered: "Then pretend to be your people..."

"Grandma's!"

After Emperor Ma Qing was silent for a while, he slapped the table and cursed: "This woman is really cunning."

"Uncle Bai is too incompetent. He wanted him to make a comeback, but in the end, the shadow killer ran away."

For the first time, he felt that Uncle Bai was getting old, and he regretted not taking action himself last night.

"Don't blame Uncle Ma. The enemy is too cunning and cruel, and the terrain is quite complex."

Ye Tianlong said with relief: "In addition, the opponent's marksmanship is extremely accurate. If you knock out the street lamp, it will be easy to find an opportunity to escape."

Emperor Ma Qing picked up the black coffee, took a sip and asked, "Master Ye, tell me, where will she run to now?"

"She didn't even take away the gun this time, and her attack on you failed again. Do you think she will leave the country immediately, or will she continue to fight to the death?"

He wished to get rid of this scourge.

Ye Tianlong installed the scope and completed the last assembly process: "She should stay, and she will be even crazier when she is at the end of her rope."

"The next target may not be your turn."

He became interested: "I really hope that she will continue to come to me..."

"Crack!"

Ye Tianlong picked up the sniper rifle, tilted it slightly, and pointed the muzzle directly at the sky and wind and rain, with fierce murderous intent...

Almost at the same moment, the four or five guards arranged by Ye Tianlong in the Ye family garden, the most undefended back garden, were all driven away by Ye Weiguo.

The old man doesn't like too many guards hanging around in front of him. The old revolutionary thought is that if you can do it yourself, try not to trouble others.

So in the entire deserted courtyard, there was only one servant living next door and following his orders.

Although the weather was cold, the old man finished breakfast early, boiled hot water on a red peat stove, soaked in Longjing, and listened to Peking opera.

Very pleasant.

The hot water is boiling, and Ye Weiguo pours the water into the teapot. The tea leaves are tumbling, and the fragrance of tea is overflowing, which also makes the room fragrant.

"call--"

At this moment, a gust of morning wind blew slowly over, and the thick beige curtain beside the window moved slightly.

In Ye Weiguo's noncommittal smile, a muzzle reflecting the firelight appeared on the curtain. In the flames of the charcoal stove, the light of the spatula was so dazzling.

"Looks like I got the wrong room."

Zuoqiu Zhongyan appeared in front of Ye Weiguo like a ghost, the wet gun in his hand flashing with cold murderous intent.

Almost at the same time, the door of the room was pushed open silently.

"Hu——"

Snow Wolf held up the Desert Eagle, the black metal barrel locked onto Zuo Qiu Zhong Yan, and the murderous aura emanating from his body was even colder than Zuo Qiu Zhong Yan.

Snow Wolf did not speak, but his finger was already on the trigger, ready to fire a bullet at any time.

Zuo Qiu Zhong Yan's eyes flashed with approval. The Ye family was indeed different from ordinary families, and she was careful enough about her infiltration.

It was a pity that she was discovered by Snow Wolf as soon as she stood in the room. The woman was still carrying a Desert Eagle that looked like a cannon barrel, and her purpose today would be greatly reduced.

A suffocating breath of danger filled the entire room.

Ye Weiguo waved his hand to let the snow wolf take two steps back, and just smiled while holding the teacup: "This distinguished guest, what's the matter with visiting so early in the morning?"

In a difficult place, Zuoqiu Zhongyan made up his mind, pointed the gun firmly at Ye Weiguo and said: "I'm here to find Ye Tianlong!"

"He and Ma Qingdi left me with nowhere to go, and killed countless of my brothers."

Zuoqiu Zhongyan said coldly: "I want to ask him for a reward. I didn't kill him this morning, so I had to come to his house to find him."

Her hand holding the gun was as steady as a mountain.

Ye Weiguo smiled faintly:

"Do you know that coming here is the real dead end?"