Hidden Assassin

Late at night, Kennedy International Airport is brightly lit.

As one of the largest airports in the world, Kennedy International Airport has never been as cool as it ever was, any day, any moment, with this amazing vibrancy of human order and rules, with all sorts of cars crammed through and out, with all sorts of luggage, all kinds of skin tones, all kinds of people of all nationalities coming and going, from time to time passenger planes flying or landing, and countless lives intersecting with this thriving metropolitan city.

In the lobby is a noisy, entering, leaving, waiting, the big screen is scrolling each plane's shift and time, the standard English tone keeps flowing out of the broadcast, into the noisy lobby, the waiting hall is near the edge, a group of people are sending farewell, two Orientals in black suits, from their expression and occasional formal bowing, we can see that these two should belong to Japanese nationality.

“Thank you for your attention this time, please take me again to thank Mr. Castro...”

“You're welcome, Mr. Watanabe. Mr. Castro also asked me to convey that it was not possible this time to let the two of you leave together with Miss Zhang as originally planned. I am truly sorry, I hope you both understand that we attach great importance to this operation. Mr. Zhuang Amir, who was supposed to carry out another task, has been recalled immediately. With regard to the simplicity, we will give the headquarters a perfect account, please trust in our abilities. ”

“I think your previous achievements are sufficient proof of this, and I will convey it to Mr. Kastro. ”

The Japanese spoke too politely, and bowed this way. One of the Americans also bowed, probably for a while, and it was about time to board the plane. Two people walked in through the boarding gate, and several traveling Americans relieved themselves and looked at each other.

“I really hate Japanese without a sense of humor...”

“I'm starting to get a little fond of the French...”

“Why don't they all get down on their knees... arigato, vegetarian clothes...”

Put the Guest on the plane, even if it's done, a few people joke and are ready to split up. Inside the airport, two Japanese had passed the passport inspection office and had been stopped by an airport guard, not far from the airport.

“Excuse me, gentlemen, please come this way, because I'm afraid there are some issues with your passports, and I'd like you to come over and confirm them with me. ”

“Is there a problem?" the two people looked at each other and suddenly raised their guard. The two men, although affiliated with the Japanese Ministry of Peloka, were not killers in preparation, more like those working in internal administration. Relatively speaking, they were innocent and had no unclean bottom. This time, Peloka came to them through the formal Japanese government department, even though it was a fake passport, and there should not be any problems. It was too sudden.

The guard saw that the two people refused to leave, but did not look too angry, nodded: “It's not a big problem, just come back to confirm, don't worry, it won't take long for the two of you. ”

The defense at the airport was quite strong. The two people looked around unconsciously. It seemed that some suspicious people were following them in the vicinity, but it was difficult to be certain for a moment. Following the guard, the two people exchanged their views with their eyes. Between the two difficulties, a slight and steep noise rang in the back. The two turned around and saw a tall American man in the crowd with a bullet in his head. He was silent in the middle of the road for a second, and as a woman screamed "Ah -", the crowd sounded hysterical cry for help like an explosion, and the panicked crowd ran away.

The next moment, with a slight gunshot sandwiched in chaos, a blood hole suddenly appeared on the forehead of the airport guard behind the two men, blood and brains burst more than a metre away, and a piece of glass on the edge of the passage burst into numerous spider webs.

So far, what can be done in the airport is naturally Peroga's killer discovered something wrong, rushed to rescue them, mixed up in a panicked crowd towards the gate of boarding, for a moment, two more people fell in the crowd, unlike the previous two, these people have been able to pull out their pistols in time, but they still have the hard luck of being shot, the person shooting accurately, concealed cleverly, at this time of escape, no one can find his exact location.

Running out of the gate, only heard a bang coming from not far from the side of the lobby. At a short time, the whole waiting room had blown up the pot, and among the confused crowd, it was still possible to distinguish the many people who were ambushed in the vicinity coming this way. At that time, a killer who had just been sent for both of them came running along with the confusion: “Follow me, someone will distract them, we will be watched by the FBI! ”

The roaring gunfire attracted most of the attention of plainclothes agents. Various kinds of people fled in a scream, making it impossible for them to capture the target accurately. Occasionally, someone was hit by stray bullets and fell, which made the whole scene even more confusing and frightening. The two Japanese ran while taking off their coats, messing their hair and throwing away the suitcase on their hands - there was nothing important in there, and the plan inside Peloka, of course, could not fly in the sky in the form of documents - the three fled to the side door beside the airport, and while the chaos left the airport, the two Japanese probably knew what was happening.

“Your information has been leaked to the FBI, now it is difficult to figure out where this information came from. Zhuang found this because he found a line at the airport, so we must leave now... Rest assured, those idiots at the FBI will have nothing but to turn on the computer to check the yellow website, no problem...”

At this time, as a result of the shootout at the airport, the entire vicinity of the airport had become a mess, a car flew away at a rapid speed, a lot of people ran directly across the street with their luggage, the three of them came out of a small number of places, however, several taxis had already left, the killer running in front to the nearest car, held up a pistol with a silencer and yelled: “Get down! ”

Due to the distance, the fat man who was getting in the car closed the door in horror as soon as he flashed, the car started wildly and whistled in his eyes. After all, the killer did not shoot, saw a lot of people, retrieved the pistol in his arms, he remained invisible, but nobody noticed him, ran to the side of the road and cursed with hatred: "Fuck!” Then, only a loud bang was heard before the car, which was driving wildly in the opposite direction, collided directly with another big truck.

I saw a lot of people on this side, a taxi that had just arrived turned around, parked about two meters from the three of them, the three of them ran over, the killer opened the front door, flashed into the passenger seat, two Japanese people drilled into the back seat, at this time, just over a dozen meters away a fat woman who had just escaped from the airport waved her hands: “Wait, wait, let me come with you, take me, thank you...”

“What happened at the airport? What happened? ”

In the scream of the fat woman, the taxi looked at the airport curiously, and the killer in the co-pilot's seat watched if the FBI had come after him, waved his hand, and the gun stuck to the driver's door: “I don't know what happened at the airport, but I know it's your lucky day... drive! ”

“Okay.” The driver was not taken as a matter of fact. The killer's eyes were still staring at the airport lobby on the other side. However, as the driver's voice sounded, the next moment, he felt his gun arm pulled hard, his entire body pounding towards the driver's seat, subconsciously pulling the trigger, the bullet exiting the pistol with the silencer, a hole in the window next to the driver's seat, turning back sharply, all he could see in a hurry was the half face of the man with the sun hat, and the gleam reflected by the long machete suddenly drawn from the seat. Sharp knife blade, slashed mercilessly against his arm.

“… today is indeed my lucky day. ”

“Ah--”

The screaming voice was trapped in the car, by the road, the fat woman who ran over finally approached the taxi and slapped the door with her hand: “Please let me in, please let me in, please...” Suddenly, she slapped her hands on the window in the air, her eyes appeared incredibly frightened, two steps back, fell on the floor and opened her mouth.

“Uh... ah--”

In the scream of the woman, the people in the distance and close proximity looked over, and the taxi parked on the side of the road was shaking wildly, making a bang bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, because at the three men in the nearing fat woman was in the car. Japanese men's painful to twisted faces were printed on the windows, slamming the doors constantly, blood splashed everywhere in the compartment, on that twisted face, on a transparent window, looking in from the outside, everything turned bloody like hell... (to be continued, if you want to know what happened, go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, support authentic reading!)