Wife Is Too Domineering: Secret Agent's Mad Wife

Chapter 362 Hot Spring, Mr. Thief! (5)

"There's a bomb?!"

Mo Chou asked in a low voice.

Such a great power is definitely not the result of the bullet piercing the fuel tank.

"kindness!"

While Murong Lin agreed, he took out the pistol from his body and stuffed it into her hand.

On one side, he squatted down and quickly assembled the sniper rifle that had been folded before.

"It is estimated that the other party is here for our 2000 million dollars!"

"Humph!"

Mochou raised her hand to open the safety on the gun.

"2000 million dollars, they didn't enjoy the money!"

Yes, that's right, it's them!

Generally speaking, killers also have their own ways and styles of killing.

Some like to use long-distance sneak attacks and assassinations, some like to use knives, some like to use ammunition, and some use other methods.

People who plant bombs in their cars don't bother to snipe from the shadows anymore.

Obviously, now, at least, there are two killers around them.

Or, maybe more than two.

Climbing up the stairs quickly and reaching the corner of the stairs on the second floor, Murong Lin carefully stretched out his sniper rifle and looked in the direction of the presumed sniper.

Putting on the night vision goggles through the sniper rifle, he quickly spotted the opponent.

"Wife, she's a woman, her figure... well... far worse than yours!"

Murong Lin teased softly, while asking Mo Chou.

"Do you think I hit her chest, or burst her pretty face?!"

"Face!"

Faintly uttering a word, Mo Chou pulled the trigger at the same time.

Accompanied by a dull hum, a figure rolled down the stairs.

At the same time, the female killer who was searching for the figure of the two of them with a night sight upstairs on the opposite floor was also shot through the head by a large-caliber bullet.

"Sorry, wife, I seem to have missed a bit!"

Murong Lin frowned slightly, straightened up, with a very dissatisfied expression on his face.

"I think, it must be a bit windy today!"

Lifting the booted foot, kicking the killer she hit turned him over.

Mo Chou glanced coldly at the other person's face, then put the pistol back into her pocket, and raised a bright and innocent smile at Murong Lin.

"Punish you, sleep on the floor today!"

"No, wife!"

Murong Lin put away his gun unwillingly, and chased after Mo Chou.

(End of this chapter)