I'm In Charge of SCP Chapter 161

B&B at 34 Mineta Street.

Zhang Jue and Will Smith, who had returned to normal dress, sat across from each other.

Smith looked at him warily.

Zhang Jue looked at where he was staying unscrupulously.

This is a five-storey small building. He carefully investigated it when he first came up. There are no people living below. I don't know how Smith found it.

"How do you know it was me?"

After staring at each other for a moment, Smith asked. He believed that his camouflage skills were not bad.

However, Zhang Jue didn't think so.

"Your level of disguise is too low. You want to use lameness to cover up the injury on your leg, and you try to cover up the smell of blood on your body with alcohol. This is a failure. For professionals, the smell of blood It's really... um~ it's so unique, even if you smear your whole body with shit, I can tell."

Will Smith wanted to say that even if I died, I wouldn't do that.

Zhang Jue smiled: "And as soon as the police arrived, you left immediately, because you didn't want to record a statement, that would expose your identity. As for why you risked going to that bank, it should be because you wanted to take you and leave it to Simmons. Things-if I guessed right, is it money, right?"

Zhang Jue has said a lot, which is basically the truth, but what makes Smith more concerned is that Zhang Jue mentioned his friend.

"Do you know Simmons?" Smith asked.

"Yes, my name is Zhang Jue. I am a colleague of Simmons and a very good friend." Zhang Jue said, "So it's about the same as your friend, isn't it?"

Smith frowned: "What are you coming to do with me, you should know that I am in a dangerous situation now."

Zhang Jue leaned on the back of the chair and raised Erlang's legs, so he could take care of his time.

"If I say, I am here to help you get rid of danger, do you believe it?"

Zhang Jue's appearance is mysterious and unpredictable, and Smith can't see his depth.

But Smith knew that this young man was definitely not an idler.

In the bank, he tried to solve all the robbers with his bare hands.

The technique is clean and neat, even Smith at his peak could not do it.

Of course, if it is in the jungle, it is another matter.

"So, come with me, I promise to take you to a safe place, and no one will hurt you." Zhang Jue followed the temptation.

Smith sighed: "Even if I believe you, do you have this ability?"

Smith knew that those who pursued him had a profound background, and most people couldn't bear it. Even DuPont couldn't save him.

In other words, the entire country of Mei has no place for him.

Zhang Jue just wanted to say something, but suddenly stopped.

Smith saw that his ears moved.

"Someone is coming up, two in the front and four in the back." Zhang Jue said, "I think they should not be your friends."

This is nonsense.

Smith frowned slightly.

Those people must have come to the door again, really lingering.

He is now hurting his right foot and he can't use it at all.

He limped and walked to the head of his bed, took out the pistol that had followed him for many years, walked to the side of the window, and looked down the street from the gap in the curtain.

"You still have time to leave now, that group of robbers are not at the same level as these people. If you don't want to die, you'd better leave here right away—"

Smith's voice hasn't fallen yet, only two bangs, Zhang Jue has already thrown the two people in front of him.

Smith froze for a moment.

Can't understand what happened.

Zhang Jue clapped his hands: "Only two were caught. Those four ran too fast. This kind of person is too sensitive to dangerous smells. It doesn't work at all to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. Next time I will find a woman to try. Maybe You can seduce them."

Smith's face was full of question marks.

He just took a gun, but the other party has already arrested people?

He looked at Zhang Jue in horror.

This him who is mom?

Zhang Jue waved his hand: "Don't look at me with this look. There are only zero and countless times in women's clothing. I will not betray my body."

What Zhang Jue said, Smith didn't quite understand.

He just looked at Zhang Jue.

In the next second, Zhang Jue kicked him aside.

The windows are cracked.

There was a bullet hole in the place where he was standing.

Zhang Jue looked into the distance from the broken window.

Smith was in shock, listening to Zhang Jue muttering: "At least a kilometer away, a good gun."

Sharpshooter!

At this moment, Zhang Jue was standing in front of the window, completely exposed to the enemy's vision.

Smith wanted to remind him, but the next scene, probably he will never forget in his life.

A javelin appeared out of thin air in Zhang Jue's hand.

He backed up a few steps in the room, came for a run-up, and then held the javelin out in a very extreme position.

The javelin penetrated the glass, drawn a perfect arc in the air, and finally disappeared from the field of vision.

Zhang Jue looked at the direction in which the javelin flew out, and a minute later, he clapped his hands: "After practicing, this time I was able to get it right. It's done."

Listening to what he meant, he hit the sniper by holding the javelin 1,000 meters away?

Are you kidding me?

Smith suspected that Zhang Jue was lying to him.

"boom!!!"

There was an explosion.

Immediately afterwards, there was the rumbling sound of a helicopter.

In the field of vision, the two helicopters slowly descended from the sky, keeping the height just in his window.

Two big men in black, holding bazookas in their hands, launched them into the room.

"Run!"

Smith shouted.

Two rockets ejected, and the entire room had to be blown up.

However, Zhang Jue did not evade, a black long knife appeared in his hand.

Swish twice.

Two rockets exploded in mid-air.

The flames skyrocketed.

Smith was dumbfounded. Is this making a movie?

Don't dare to make a movie like that!

Seeing that the rockets were useless, the people on the helicopter immediately replaced them with two heavy machine guns.

The voice of "suddenly" came.

The floor in the room was almost smashed into a sieve, and Smith was spared by hiding in a blind spot in his vision.

He took a moment to look at the window.

I saw the long knife in Zhang Jue's hand turned into a huge shield, enclosing his whole person in it.

The bullet from the machine gun hit it, making a dull noise, and it was impossible to break the defense.

Half a minute later, the blasting outside still didn't stop, and Smith heard Zhang Jue curse "It's not over, right?"

The shield turned into a heavy machine gun in an instant.

Bullets from the enemy were shot into Zhang Jue's flesh and blood in the first place, but he was not affected at all.

Zhang Jue pulled the trigger in his hand.

Like Stallone, he carried a heavy machine gun and fired frantically on the two helicopters outside the window.

In his mouth, he shouted with a very strange accent: "I will kill you grandson!!!"

In an instant ~www.mtlnovel.com~ the two helicopters were hit by the fuel tank, crashed to the ground and exploded.

Smith was dumbfounded.

Is this guy really a human?

What he saw just now was really not an illusion?

He slapped himself twice and rubbed his eyes.

Zhang Jue still stood there.

The entire wall has been completely destroyed. Zhang Jue stood there, looking down and looking into the distance, as if he was confirming whether there were any subsequent enemies.

A few minutes later, he walked towards him.

In Smith's surprised eyes, Zhang Jue smiled at him.

"Sorry to mess up here. Those people are too arrogant and can't hold back. Let me confirm, I shouldn't have to pay for it-it's not impossible to lose, I will pay you half a million, and then you will give me one. How about one million invoices?"

Chapter end

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