ghost head legend

The world's most famous killer, his name is Ren Yong.

He is famous not because he never misses, but because he never succeeds at all.He once planned 99 assassinations all ended in failure.

He claims to be an expert on homemade gun rings, an expert on bombs.And every time he carried out a mission with a self-made pistol and a bomb, either the gun didn’t go off or the chamber exploded and was hunted down by the target’s bodyguard. Every time I come back, I am full of scars.This has also become a joke in the dark world.However, his determination to become the best killer in the world is not without admiration.

A taxi parked slowly in front of the Hilton Hotel in New York, USA. The doorman opened the door respectfully and got out of the car. A 30-year-old Chinese man with messy hair and a big suit He wears flat glasses, wears a wrinkled cheap suit and his leather shoes are covered with dust.

He is the world's most famous killer Ren Yong.

He stood firmly on the ground and looked left and right, then walked into the world-famous Hilton Hotel with his head up and chest up.

"Miss, I'm staying at the hotel."

"Excuse me! Do you have a reservation?" Pure Chinese spit out from the mouth of this beautiful and sexy front desk clerk.

"Yes, Room 1211." After speaking, he took out his ID from his bag and handed it to the waiter.

After quickly registering, I took the elevator to Room 12 on the 11th floor under the leadership of the waiter. "Sir, I hope you enjoy your stay here." The waiter left the room after finishing speaking.

His target this time is a third-rate American female star who broke up with her boyfriend because she met a rich man.So her ex-boyfriend hired a killer to assassinate her in anger.Because the commission was very small, no one took over, but he was lucky to receive this task.

"I hope it will be successful this time." After speaking, he stood up resolutely and opened the door to see if there was no one around.Then he walked out of the room and came to room 1212 opposite, which is the room where the target will live this time.

I took out two iron wires, one thick and one thin, from my pocket and inserted them into the keyhole 1 The lock opened with a click, I quickly pushed the door open, walked into the room, closed the door, leaned against the door and let out a soft breath .

Walking to the edge of the bed, laying down on the ground, lifted the bed circumference, looked at the bottom of the bed and smiled.Sitting on the ground, I took out a round object with two copper wires on it from my pocket, took off the electronic watch from my hand, opened the cover, connected the two copper wires to the electronic watch, and gently placed it on the bed. He stood up to see if there were any loopholes, and quickly walked out of the room and closed the door.

"Haha...it worked."

Before the joyful smile disappeared on his face, there was a bang, the bomb shattered the door, and the blast wave pushed him more than three meters away. The cheap suit on his body was blown into strips and his hair was blown into pieces. The flames scorched.

Just a few minutes after the explosion, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps at the end of the corridor.The sound of police sirens approached from far away, and the sound of rapid brakes came from time to time.The other tenants on the 12th floor also walked out of the room to see what happened, and there was chaos in the corridor.

"Get out of the way, I'm the hotel guard."

Several security guards squeezed in to see the unlucky man, and the leader knelt down to snort and said, "It's all right, he's still alive, hurry up and call an ambulance, and a security guard took out his mobile phone and called an emergency call."

At this time, there was another sound of footsteps in the corridor. "I'm a policeman." A middle-aged police officer in his 40s took out his ID card. "What's going on?" asked the middle-aged officer. "I don't know what caused the explosion," a security guard replied.

"The doctor is here, and a voice came over."

"Everyone, let us be doctors."

The crowd stepped aside to let several doctors come.The leading doctor ordered the nurse to carry the injured on a stretcher and trot all the way to the elevator, pressed the button, and soon reached the hall on the first floor and walked out the door. The injured came to life when the cold wind blew outside, staring straight at the building. The Silton Hotel, which made him fail the hundredth mission, had false tears in his eyes.