Hearing Qin Yu's words, Carlo Heka was silent for two seconds, then limped and picked up the guy he had knocked unconscious.

"We scavengers are the ones who make money by causing trouble to others, and we will eventually die in our troubles."

"What?"

"...It's nothing. Don't you want to know where the cold-faced killer Waltz is? I think you don't know how to interrogate. How about you hire me? Anyway, I have nothing to do with this matter. It's not him who died.

Even if I die, I might as well help you."

Looking at the prisoner in his hands, Carlo Heka suddenly looked up at Qin Yu.

"But let me explain in advance, we scavengers never engage in loss-making business, so you have to pay me for my action!"

"remuneration?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Yu quickly touched his body, then looked at the dozens of dollars in change in his hand and fell silent for a while.

Feeling that the money was not enough, he quickly searched around the corpse.

Then looking at the large sum of money in his hands, which did not exceed 300 in total, Qin Yu became even more silent.

Are all killers these days so poor? The three of them together don’t even have 300 yuan! They must have been miserable!

You don’t even have 100 yuan in your pocket, why are you trying to fight for your life as a killer?

Looking up and taking a cautious look at Carlo Heka, Qin Yu had an embarrassed smile on his face.

"Well, can you give me credit here first?"

Carlo Heika rolled his eyes when he heard this, limped over and took the money from Qin Yu's hand.

"That's it, just take it as your reward for hiring me this time."

"Oh.........what, can you give me another discount? I want to buy another bottle of happy water later."

"…………for you!"

With a dark face, he took out a 100-yuan bill, and Carlo Heika stuffed the money into Qin Yu's hand.

He has taken on countless missions in his life, and this is the first time he has asked for a discount after being given such a small amount of money!

If this guy hadn't saved his life, and he was already being targeted by the Faceless Killers, and he would die if he didn't fight, he wouldn't be willing to wade into this muddy water.

This little money is not enough to treat him to a meal, not to mention asking him for help!

Pulling out a pair of dental pliers from the fallen corpse, Carlo Heca slapped the killer awake twice and placed the pliers directly in front of the killer.

"I'm not as sophisticated as you, but you should also know the methods of our employees. Those in our profession are also very good at making people talk!"

Looking at the dental extraction forceps that were constantly hitting in front of his eyes, the killer's pupils shrank violently and his lips trembled slightly.

Seeing that he didn't choose to speak, Carlo Heka's eyes gradually narrowed.

"You know, this thing can pull out more than just teeth. You can either ask for it yourself, or I can help you sterilize it for free! It's your choice!"

Although scavengers are not as professional as killers, these guys are still a group of desperadoes after all.

When it comes to professionalism, they are indeed not very good.

Not only when it comes to ruthlessness, these guys are by no means good.

Looking at the pliers getting closer and closer to his eyes, the faceless killer whose face became increasingly paler, finally spoke with trembling lips.

"I…………"

boom!

Just as he had time to say a word, the ear-piercing sonic boom sounded to everyone's ears.

Hearing the noise, Qin Yu, who was chewing bones and watching a show nearby, his pupils suddenly shrank.

His right arm thrust out like lightning, and while stretching out, demon armor began to condense on his arm.

But even if Qin Yu exploded with all his strength, compared to this sudden attack, his speed was still too slow.

There was a loud noise and the wall exploded.

With Qin Yu's shocked expression, the spiral silver bullet passed by his fingers and hit the killer's temple with great accuracy.

In an instant, the killer's head was torn apart, and Carlo Heka, whose face was covered in blood, looked shocked.

Before he could stumble back a step and recover from this huge change, the second roar came again.

The moment the sound is heard, it does not mean that the bullet has just come out of the chamber.

On the contrary, the sound entering the ear means that the bullet is about to hit the target!

A small hole was blown out of the wall again, and the second silver bullet went straight to Carlo Heka's head.

At this critical moment, Qin Yu, who suddenly turned sideways, finally caught up with his waving arms.

With a click, the silver bullet pierced the armor and was embedded in the arm.

Qin Yu, who forcibly caught the second shot with his arm, knocked Carlo Heka out of the room with a sideways collision.

The next second, the third bullet had broken through the wall and hit Qin Yu's forehead heavily.

The roar came one after another, and the solid wall was riddled with holes in an instant.

After shooting an enemy who emptied one magazine in a row, he quickly reloaded his ammunition and finally stopped shooting temporarily.

On the tall building opposite, in the room on the eighth floor.

A slightly thin figure stood on the window sill, holding a dark sniper rifle in his hand.

As the bolt was pulled, a crisp impact sounded.

A bullet casing ejected, rolled and fell to the ground, piled up with dozens of bullet casings on the ground.

The big erect ears twitched slightly, and the nose also slowly twitched.

The man with his eyes closed tightly, his eyebrows gradually furrowed.

Nearly a hundred meters away, with no vision or positioning, blind sniping was carried out by relying on hearing and smell, and a precise wall-penetrating kill was carried out.

This! This is the famous cold-faced killer! The dancer who dances with death! The origin of the nickname of the String Control Waltz!

Waltz, who had replaced the magazine and aimed at the target, did not continue to shoot blindly at this moment.

Because he is not sure about the other party's current situation.

There is the smell of blood in the air, which means that the other party is at least injured.

There was no movement in the room, indicating that the other party was either dead or motionless.

This was originally good news, but when the bullet hit before, the harsh sound after burst was nothing like the sound of hitting the flesh.

It was more like the sound of bullets hitting armor. Could it be that the student who was ordered to hunt him down was also a defense-type warrior?

Slowly hooking the trigger, Waltz held his breath tightly, constantly thinking in his mind whether he should pursue the victory or conduct a tactical evacuation.

After all, the methods of top students from key universities are not comparable to those of ordinary warriors.

And they usually form a team of four. Since one person has already appeared here, the other three probably won't be too far apart.

Maybe there will be a substitute teacher following.

Now that he has exposed his position by firing, he may be in danger if he continues to stay here.

You must change positions within three shots! Otherwise, you will be in danger!

This! This is the code of snipers!

His expression changed uncertainly, and finally he gritted his teeth and gave up this perfect opportunity to kill.

He doesn't want to risk his life with the other party! Bullshit!

Raising his hand to put away his gun, Waltz turned around and prepared to evacuate.

However, he had just turned his body halfway when his expression suddenly changed dramatically, and he threw himself to the side without thinking.

The next moment, a harsh roar sounded in the distance.

Pointed bullets made of condensed blood were fired towards him like a blanket of overwhelming force.

In just an instant, the special glass was already filled with gaps, and the furnishings and pendants in the room were instantly torn to pieces.

The dense rain of bullets was like Gatling shooting, destroying everything in the room crazily.

Waltz, who hurriedly hid behind the wall with the gun in his arms, had already opened his eyes, staring at him with a pair of white eyes and his face was ashen.

This firepower! This momentum! Even heavy machine guns probably don’t have such a rate of fire!
Chapter completed!