Genius commoner

Chapter 843

Ho Chi Minh City International Airport, Class A special channel, heavily guarded.

In addition to more than a dozen men in black guarding the passages, there are more than 20 Vietnamese soldiers with live ammunition to protect them. A little further away, the special service personnel of the airport look around and protect this passage like a rock. People who don't know it may think that they are Strengthen security at the airport to prevent the bad incident of criminals shooting and killing a police officer yesterday.

In fact, they were not dispatched for the safety of the airport, but more to protect the safety of a big man. Ruan Dazhi, the big brother of Hulangmen, an honorary deputy officer in Ho Chi Minh City, and a senior consultant of the Liberation Academy of the Vietnamese Army, Hulangmen suffered heavy losses overnight, and even died Ruan Dayong and Ruan Dameng made Hulangmen and the officials have to pay attention to his safety.

Ruan Dazhi flew back to Nanyue today, so he will naturally be under strict protection.

The time points to four o'clock in the afternoon, and the exclusive business jet under Hulangmen stops on the lawn. The hatch opens, and dozens of ruthless black-clad bodyguards pour out, not only holding guns, but also wearing body armor. Several of them He was also holding a sniper rifle, as if he was a special force. In fact, these were indeed composed of retired special forces.

When these black-clad bodyguards separated and looked around, another group of men and women with guns poured out of the cabin. They were more imposing than the bodyguards. After a few glances at the outside environment, they surrounded a man less than 1.5 meters tall and wearing a black windbreaker. , a man wearing sunglasses and a black hat moved slowly but unstoppably towards the special passage.

This posture shows that the short man is extraordinary.

Dozens of people walked forward, the burly bodyguards on both sides formed a human wall, and the four women in front opened the way, very majestic.

The bodyguards along the way shouted in unison: "Brother Ruan!"

"This style is majestic."

At this time, on a commanding height overlooking the airport, Ruan Polu was lying on the ground like a stone, the muzzle of his gun moved, but his whole body remained motionless. A wax figure, he looked at the majestic target, and the corner of his mouth twitched lightly: "As expected of a big brother."

The ink cross on the sniper scope kept moving, and it was set on the position of the short man surrounded by the crowd:
"Young Master Ye is really thunderous when he makes a move. Once he kills, he will wipe out the roots."

Ruan Polu counted the opponent's pace, and kept moving with the crowd's footsteps. Within three seconds, Ruan Polu had already grasped their movement trajectory. Although there were tall men on both sides serving as human walls to cover them, the bodyguards protecting them today There are too many, so it is inevitable that the pace will be inconsistent when moving forward, which gives Ruan Polu a chance to lock in,
During several turns, Ruan Polu locked the short man's head twice.

The crosshairs on the scope landed on the opponent's shiny forehead twice.

These two times, Ruan Polu did not shoot, because he was only [-]% sure of hitting the shot, and for Ye Zixuan's trust, this probability was still too low, so Ruan Polu needed a chance with a higher probability. After a long distance, they finally landed at the exit of the tunnel, where the convoy was already waiting, and Ruan Dazhi was bound to pause for a second before entering.

The wind blowing from a distance became more violent, with the smell of the sea and dampness, the clothes of the crowd were rattling in the wind, there was a faint thunder sound from the depths of the sky, the sun that was still bright just now had disappeared, and the sky was dark. With the darkness, a few raindrops suddenly fell from the sky and hit the concrete floor of the airport, making a crackling sound.

The crowd passed through the passage, bodyguards and Vietnamese troops joined the escort team, and security personnel followed to clean up the miscellaneous people.

The short man walked to the front of the convoy, and a gust of wind blew over, and the hat on his head was blown off. He subconsciously reached out to grab it, and his body deviated from the crowd, revealing half of his body. Ruan Polu narrowed his eyes instantly, and pulled the trigger decisively. A sniper rifle with a silencer made a slight sound, and a cloud of blood shot out from the scope.

It can be clearly seen that the head of the short man leaned back as if he had been hit hard, and the beautiful blood blossomed wantonly on his head.

Ruan Polu didn't stand still at all, and the muzzle of the gun was slanted again, shooting at a car behind, with a loud noise, the fuel tank of the car was exploded, and it was blown to pieces, and more than a dozen people around him were overturned almost at the same time. Being shot by debris or being burned by flames, screaming and screaming, the originally tense and orderly airport suddenly became chaotic.

Killing the enemy with one shot and detonating it with one shot, Ruan Polu, who completed the task of killing the enemy and gave himself enough time to get out, quickly dismantled the gun, then tore off his coat, revealing the Vietnamese-style checkered clothes, and walked towards the elevator with a calm expression Going, everything went as planned, very smoothly, so smooth that Ruan Polu felt unreal.

What made his eyelids twitch was that the sense of unreality kept piling up, and Ruan Dazhi was killed by himself like this?Do you want to report the results to Young Master Ye?
Ruan Polu who entered the elevator narrowed his eyes slightly, a little dazed about his achievements, and then tried to recall the details of the attack. If the little man was really Ruan Dazhi, then he must have died. The problem now is, is the little man really a tiger? Brother?Judging from the scene and the formation, the majestic guy is indeed the target.

Ruan Polu thought about the shooting scene twice again, but there was no evidence that the opponent was a stand-in, no matter the height or outline, they were very clear in the scope, but for some reason, Ruan Polu still felt a little uneasy, always felt that there was something Ignored by himself, the elevator quickly descended to the bottom floor, and Ruan Polu stretched out his hand to pull his clothes, ready to go out.

"hand!"

Ruan Polu shuddered instantly, thinking of the left hand of the short man grabbing the hat. According to intelligence, Ruan Dazhi was stunted. In addition to being thin and thin, his left hand was weirder than ordinary people, and he had polio symptoms, and his fingers were also smaller than ordinary people. There are more, there are six in total, but the left hand that the other party stretched out just now is completely normal.

Thinking of this, Ruan Polu narrowed his eyes, sank his sleeves, shot and prepared, the elevator opened and rushed out, then abandoned the car that was driving, and instead of driving away as originally planned, he went straight to a car in the parking lot. Through the back door, he got out, climbed over the low wall, and jumped into a forest behind the airport.

As an experienced sniper, Ruan Polu had a backup plan. Although no accident happened, the scene was enough to disturb the pursuers, but the one shot just now did not kill Ruan Dazhi after all, so Ruan Polu had to be careful. At the same time, a look of admiration flashed across his eyes, Ruan Dazhi, as expected of an extreme king, knows how to cover for someone else.

At this time, the sky was a little darker, and the woods looked much gloomy. The thick and thin clouds in the sky slowly blown by the wind, occasionally blocking the hazy light, adding a strangeness to the small forest. When Ruan Polu walked out When he was more than a hundred meters away, he suddenly stopped walking, and he heard a human movement that was different from his own.

The sound of footsteps stepping on the dry leaves, although very slight and slow, was very clear in this quiet woods. The originally quiet woods was unusual because of this sound, which also made Ruan Polu's eyelids flutter slightly. Jump, clenched the knife and gun in his hand, his eyes fell on a big tree in front of him, and then his voice sank: "Who?"

The voice fell, and a cough came, and then, a short man slowly turned out from behind the big tree, about 1.5 meters, with slender hands and feet, his left arm was like a lotus root, his six fingers were clearly visible, and there was an unsettling anger between his brows Dare to underestimate, the momentum of raising hands and feet while walking, giving people an extraordinary sense of oppression.

He came out like a beast.

Ruan Polu's pupils condensed instantly: Ruan Dazhi.

"not bad."

Ruan Dazhi turned to Ruan Polu, and a smile flashed across his thin face: "On the way back, I kept thinking about what kind of person took the lives of my two sworn brothers. There are many kinds of figures, you are the one that best suits the illusion in my heart, and only you can severely damage the Hulangmen."

Ruan Polu said lightly: "It's a pity that you were not the one who exploded with a single shot just now, otherwise this serial attack would have been perfect."

A thrilling smile appeared on Ruan Dazhi's face, and the corners of his extremely ruthless mouth rose slightly, outlining a dreadful arc: "Anyone else would definitely be shot by you, but I, Ruan Dazhi, you can't!" , It’s not how capable I am, but I can see your methods, fast, ruthless, and accurate, cutting grass and roots.”

His eyes are very bright: "You guys dare to kill Ruan Dayong immediately after the boxing match, and then set up a game to kill Ruan Dayong and deal a heavy blow to Hulangmen. You also dare to attack me on the way back after hearing the bad news. Attacking is your style. , so when others think that you will rest and hide after winning two games in a row, I judge that you will attack and kill in one go."

"Kill me, the Tiger Wolf Clan has no leader, you can not only take a breather, but also take advantage of the chaos to develop your power."

Ruan Dazhi sighed: "So I have to be more careful, and the fact proves that my guess is correct."

He looked at his opponent curiously: "Who are you guys? Why do you want to help Dieteryan deal with the Hulangmen?"

He narrowed his eyes and added, "I seem to have seen you somewhere."

Ruan Polu didn't answer the other party's question, but just coughed lightly: "The speculation is indeed perfect, but you made a mistake."

Ruan Dazhi smiled faintly: "Shouldn't I appear here?"

Ruan Polu flashed a dagger: "That's right."

Ruan Dazhi gave a dry laugh, and the lazy expression on his face disappeared, replaced by a tyrannical fighting spirit.

Like a dragon crouching on a tiger, his indomitable fighting spirit approached Ruan Polu.

Ruan Polu sank his dagger, disappearing the opponent's abundant fighting spirit.

In the next second, Ruan Polu moved his footsteps and shot at the opponent, with a domineering and tragic momentum.

With a turn of the dagger, a dazzling brilliance rushed out, the sharp edge of the knife pierced the pupils of the person, mixed with a violent momentum.

Ruan Dazhi moved his footsteps, missed Ruan Polu's first blow by a tiny margin, and then hit the saber with his left hand.

The fists and knives collided, and there was a muffled sound. The bodies of the two shook, and they each stepped back.

In just a second, the two shouted at the same time: "Fight!"

Meet on a narrow road, the warrior is the hero!
(End of this chapter)