Yang Fan immediately turned his head away. He and Hanago had seen each other when they left the hotel last night!
Although Yang Fan and Hanago did not expose their identities, the sixth sense of an agent was very sharp.
Although Yuri Makarov and the others would definitely not survive five seconds in Yang Fan's hands, killing in public was definitely not something a smart person should do.
Even if they wanted to kill, they had to do it one by one in secret.
Yang Fan was an assassin, not a terrorist!
"Big brother!"
Hanago called Yang Fan again. Yang Fan wanted to use something to shut Hanago's jinx mouth. As long as she opened her mouth, nothing good would happen!
"What's wrong?" Yang Fan gritted his teeth.
Unfortunately, the innocent Hanago girl did not realize that her Brother Yang Fan was suppressing his manic mood.
"Over there…there's a bald guy like 47!”
"The same bald head?" Yang Fan glanced at the bald head. It was really the same bald head!
There was also a bar code on the back of the bald man's head.
"When I was in China, I killed a 48. Would a 48.5 pop out of nowhere?”Yang Fan muttered in his heart.
"Big brother!"
When Yang Fan heard this, he no longer had any physical impulse. He only had a psychological impulse. He wanted to plug the little girl's mouth!
"There's another bald head over there, and another one over there…so many bald heads! There are black people and white people."
Yang Fan was stunned. It was true. Yang Fan suddenly discovered that Hanago had the potential to be a scout.
"Hanago, don't point at others. It's impolite.”Yang Fan lectured.
"Oh, I know!"
"Yes, you're still a good child.”"Hanago, wait for me here. Don't run around, do you hear me?" Yang Fan said with a straight face.”
"Yes, yes!" Hanago asked in confusion. I will definitely wait for big brother to come back, but…big brother, where are you going?”
"I'm going to the toilet."”
Yang Fan lowered his head and brushed past James. James did not notice that the man with a Chinese face was the culprit who knocked him out yesterday.
No. 47 had already discovered the people from the organization in the station. He changed into his guard uniform and turned around to look at the people from the organization.
The bald white man saw that he had been exposed, so he put down the newspaper and walked towards 47.
"James, the bald white man on the chair, follow him.”Mike said into the communication device.
"I see it, sir!" James reached for the pistol in his arms.
At this moment, 47 had already reached the platform, and 49 was slowly following behind him.
47 flipped over and jumped down the abandoned underground road.
49 pulled out his gun and chased after him.
St. Peter's station was very large, and the underground road was even larger.
Yang Fan walked over and pretended to be flustered as he walked to the secret police of the Homeland Security Bureau. Yang Fan turned around and apologized before rushing to the toilet.
The secret police looked at each other and followed, because they had just touched the handle of the pistol on Yang Fan.
They came to the toilet, kicked open the door, and then quickly pulled out their guns and pointed at Yang Fan, who was waiting for them with a smile.
"Don't you feel that your guns are much lighter?"”
The secret police looked at each other. Yang Fan took out five magazines and placed them on the sink." Are you familiar with these little things?”
The secret police were shocked. When Yang Fan collided with them just now, he actually stole all their pistol magazines?!
Yang Fan chuckled, took out his gun in a second, aimed, and pulled the trigger in one go.”
Three seconds, five people, five corpses.
Yang Fan took back his two guns, walked out of the toilet, and took the sign that said 'Under repair, do not use' and placed it at the door.
The secret police were just passing by, afraid that they would notice that Yang Fan and Hanago were unusual.
The most important ones were the two Interpol officers, Assassin 47, and the rest of the assassin organization.
Yang Fan was sometimes very Buddhist, and sometimes very Taoist.
I think you're not to be trifled with. If I can't afford to offend you, then why can't I hide?
However, if you force me to the point where I can't even hide from you, then I can only take the initiative to attack. I'll beat you until you think that I can't afford to offend you, and you can't even f * cking hide from me!
It was absolutely unwise to kill people at the train station, but there was a place that was very suitable for killing people, and that was the abandoned underground platform!
Yang Fan got off the escalator and walked to the underground platform.
The underground platform was quiet, but Yang Fan's keen perception was not for show. He listened carefully, and the subtle footsteps echoed in the empty platform.
"There are at least eight people in the entire underground platform!”Yang Fan suddenly felt the pressure multiply. If these eight people were all experts like 47, then it would be troublesome.
What an expert meant was that they were not as trashy as the five corpses in the station toilet that were gradually turning cold. A few seconds would definitely not determine the victor…Ah, no, there was no victor in the black world, only life and death!
However, under such circumstances, if the station's heavy patrol couldn't resolve the battle within a short period of time and attracted the attention of the heavy patrol, then…the situation would be much more troublesome!
The people in the dark world were all shadows. No shadow liked to be exposed. Once exposed, they would be exposed to everyone's vision, and countless sniper rifles would be aimed at their heads!
No one would like to have a sniper rifle aimed at their head!
It was the sound of a bolt being pulled! Yang Fan keenly captured a subtle sound.
Yang Fan's footsteps made no sound. He slowly approached the target. He leaned against the wall and poked half of his head out to see a bald head.
Silencer... Yang Fan suddenly felt that he had found a confidant. Sure enough, assassins liked to use silencers.
The killer was also bald and looked older, but he didn't seem to plan to keep a low profile. He didn't hide his footsteps at all and wore leather shoes that could make loud footsteps.
Yang Fan's gun was already aimed at the old baldy, but he did not pull the trigger. Instead, he watched him leave.
Because he knew that there was an assassin in this underground tunnel whose perception was on par with his-47!
If he was nearby, even if Yang Fan installed a silencer, it was still very likely to be detected!
Yang Fan was not in a hurry to catch up. The old baldy's footsteps would give him a location, and... this would also become a divine assist in killing him!
"Whoosh!"
After being processed by the silencer, the gunshot became extremely subtle, but it still could not escape Yang Fan's ears.
"Whoosh!"
The battle began.
"Whoosh!" Another shot!
Yang Fan knew that someone had already handed the gun over. After the gunshot, there was a scream.
"Tell me, why!" 47 looked at 49 on the ground and asked.
49 stopped talking.
"Whoosh!" The bullet pierced through the arm of the 49.
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