spy cloud

Sitting in a corner of the square, he found himself holding a cigarette and slowly began to smoke it.

Meanwhile, in the square, some young people seemed oblivious to the pain of war, freely playing around.

They laughed, jumped, ran, rolled around, competed, and even treaded on the ball while chatting—these were everywhere.

This place is filled with the atmosphere of daily life, as if everything is peaceful and serene.

Just as he was slowly enjoying the fun here, suddenly a powerful killing intent rushed towards him, causing him to frown.

He looked around, and a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

Then I saw his head tilt slightly to one side.

Then he saw a bullet that had pierced through the bricks in front of him and gone underground.

"A sniper? You think too highly of me?"

Having already recovered his mental strength, he didn't care if these people took action; all he needed was an opportunity to wipe them out.

He stood up and took a step forward.

However, just as this step seemed to be about to be taken, it suddenly took a step back.

Then he saw another bullet fly past him and disappear into the ground of the square.

Zhang Tianhao seemed oblivious to everything and continued walking forward.

Sometimes, things can suddenly jump around or stop abruptly.

The sniper behind him was practically cursing, since all five bullets had gone missing. It was because Zhang Tianhao suddenly stopped or made some movements that made him miss even when he was aiming.

Who the hell jumped down when nothing was wrong, only to dodge the bullets, or did a somersault on the spot and have the bullets pass through the space between their waist and legs?

Now things have turned out badly; all five shots failed, and he had to reload the magazine.

Just as he was changing his magazine, six or seven men approached from a distance. They were all strong young men, carrying knives or iron bars, and were walking towards Zhang Tianhao.

"interesting!"

Seeing this, Zhang Tianhao knew that he had achieved his goal for the night, and headed straight for the alley across the street.

His speed seemed slow, but it was actually quite fast. He maintained a certain distance from these people and even occasionally performed a dance move.

The men following behind him also looked quite grim. Although they walked past, they were moving at a considerable pace, but they couldn't catch up with Zhang Tianhao.

Upon reaching the entrance of the alley, his speed suddenly increased dramatically, and he entered the alley in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, he heard several gunshots, which made his face turn much darker.

"It's really courting death!"

He couldn't make a move earlier, but now that he's in the alley, he can do so freely. However, he can't make too much noise to avoid attracting attention.

"Kid, run! Run again! This is a dead end. Let's see how you run now!"

The six or seven burly men at the head of the group rushed in, brandishing knives and clubs, and charged at him.

However, Zhang Tianhao did not smile. Instead, he lightly scratched the wall to one side and dug a small hole in the brick wall.

Then he saw the broken brick in his hand, which flew out.
The broken bricks pierced directly into the foreheads of these people, and then several of them rushed forward a few steps before collapsing.

His entire head was dented by the broken bricks, and it's estimated that his brain is probably shattered.

"They deserved to die."

He didn't say much, but stood quietly to the side, dragged the corpses of several people aside, and then calmly waited for his prey to take the bait.

Then they saw three young men holding pistols, but the barrels of these pistols were longer than those of ordinary guns, obviously equipped with silencers.

"Interesting!" As the three walked in and were about to turn on their flashlights, they saw the broken bricks in Zhang Tianhao's hand fly out again.

The three men's arms were broken, and their guns fell to the ground. Their eyes were filled with fear.

Zhang Tianhao quickly came to the three of them and gently pressed on their necks.

Then they saw that the three people had already fainted before they could even utter a sound.

"This is……"

They put away the guns in the three men's hands and continued to wait there, waiting for the next prey to take the bait.

Upon arrival, a look of shock flashed across Zhang Tianhao's face.

"Goodness, this is what you mean by not playing by the rules?"

He didn't know when, but a thin iron wire, about half a finger long, appeared in his hand. With a flick of his wrist, the wire shot out like a flying needle.

The assassin who climbed to another building had no idea that the distance of over a hundred meters would become his final act.

The assassin's head was exposed, and he fell to the ground.

"Is nobody here?"

He approached the three assassins, gently hypnotized them, then woke them up and began interrogating them.

It turns out they were all ordered by some force to assassinate a Chinese man, and if they succeeded, they would receive a reward of 100,000 Italian patacas.

Faced with so much money, these people took a risk and came directly at the scene.

As a result, he has now become a dead soul in Zhang Tianhao's hands.

After learning about the three men, he shook his head, dealt with them, took the gun from his body, and disappeared into the darkness as if he had never been there.

The last assassin simply went over, took all the valuables and the gun from the body, and left without a trace.

"interesting!"

When he reappeared, he was already in an underground location in Rome.

Looking at the lively scene, a faint smile appeared on his lips; this was his favorite place.

Casinos, and also places where prostitution is offered.

"Sigh, casinos, it seems like every country has them, and they look really big."

He came here and, seeing how the gambling was conducted, he became somewhat interested.

Half an hour later, looking at the tray in his hand with so many chips that people were following along, the smile on his face didn't diminish at all.

"Sir, would you like to have a second floor? There's a larger area for you to explore."

At this moment, a manager walked over, and his lips twitched as he looked at the waiter carrying the tray behind him.

"can!"

He then started gambling on the second floor of the casino, from 9 a.m. until 3 a.m., and his chips kept increasing.

As for the losers, they were all glaring at Zhang Tianhao. Clearly, they had all lost, and he was the only one who had won money.

"How about we exchange all the chips for gold?"

"can!"

At the same time, he directly handed over the various property certificates that people had pledged to the casino, exchanging them for gold so he could carry them with him. (End of Chapter)