the end of the heavens

Then he was chased all the way by the fireball!

The character card is cheating. According to the system, using the character card can obtain the opponent's ability, but these character cards have a time limit. The specific time depends on luck. It may be 10 seconds or 10 minutes.

That's right, the upper limit is 10 minutes, there is no such thing as permanent.

Of course, wealth points can also be used to extend the time, and the fee is deducted in seconds. The stronger the character, the more wealth points will be consumed.

This once made Russell suspect that this is a krypton gold system, but unfortunately he did not find a recharge port.

Finally, there is the item card. The system kept silent and didn't say a word about it, and Russell didn't even want to try it.Judging from the system's comments on traumatic medicine and blood-sucking bandages, they are more cheating than skills and character cards, so it doesn't matter if you try them or not.

After exiting the interface, the cigarette had been burned to the butt, Russell didn't care how many puffs he took, he extinguished it in the ashtray, stood up and moved his hands and feet in the room.

Before entering the mission world, the system will not tell you what world it is. If it is still the same as the previous two worlds, it will be a long long-distance race, and warm-up exercises are very necessary.

Attention the host, the third mission world is about to start, and now the countdown is entering the last minute, please get ready!

With only one minute left in the time, Russell stopped his warm-up exercise, took two sips from the water glass on the table, and finally sat back on the chair. When he opened his eyes again, the scenery in front of him had changed drastically.

There is no big black monster with a white bone mask, and no middle-aged policeman with a big belly. This time, no one is chasing after his ass. He is standing on top of a tall building.

Surrounded by four blond-haired and blue-eyed foreigners, including himself, they are all dressed as decorators... If you ignore the loaded guns out of the backpack and their sinister eyes, they are really decorators.

Russell glanced at the K11 sniper rifle in his hand, then looked at the black and white photo with a red cross beside him, and said helplessly, "I said before, I hate killers!"

Chapter 3 When you pee, you will subconsciously aim at the small black dot on the urinal

The reason why you can tell at a glance that you are now a killer and not a special police officer on a mission is simple. In this era of looking at faces, appearance shows everything.

The four decoration workers were all vicious, with fleshy faces, and they looked like they were going to try again, and they almost had the word 'bad guy' written on their faces.

In TV dramas, what do bastards who can't live for 2 minutes look like, that's what they look like.

This is not good news for Russell. He is now in a companion relationship with the four of them. If they can't survive for 2 minutes, then Russell's current situation is also very dangerous.

"System, where is this? What is my specific identity? What is the mission?"

Russell thought silently in his heart, but the system seemed to be disconnected without making a sound.

The system didn't respond, and Russell had no choice but to play by ear.In fact, he was mentally prepared for this. In the first two mission worlds, at the beginning, the system did not tell where the mission world was.

The only difference is that the world of the first two missions is clear at a glance, and he can guess where he is without the system prompting.

And now...

Russell looked at the middle-aged man with a red cross in the photo. His facial features were obvious, with a high nose bridge, deep eye sockets, a wide forehead, and a big back, a typical European and American face.

A black-and-white photo doesn't have many clues. Apart from being able to analyze that the target man has the aura of a big boss, he can't find anything else.

Russell looked at the scope, and in the office on the lower floor of the opposite building, the target man'big back head' was in sight. This office was the only one on the upper and lower floors, so it was easy to spot him.

Dabeitou is very vigilant, perhaps out of habit, or perhaps because he has noticed something, he hides his body on the side of the office cabinet, making it very difficult to snipe.

Russell shook the gun head slightly, and an Indian woman appeared in the scope. The red auspicious mole on her forehead was so conspicuous that Russell couldn't help but aim there.

Just like the national emblem on the helmet of the Japanese army during the Anti-Japanese War, the perfect sniper's eye, anyone who sees it will subconsciously take a look.It's also like when male compatriots are booing, they can't help but shake it when they see a small stain in the middle of a piece of porcelain white.

According to the United Nations Statistical Bureau, 250 men have done this, even if some of them forked, with a shotgun!

Bang!

A gunshot sounded, and the woman in the scope was shot dead immediately. The bullet pierced through her forehead, and her head exploded like a blown balloon... all over the screen.

"cool!"

"Good job!"

"Boss, hit the red heart, you are too accurate."

Russell gasped lightly, put down the sniper rifle in his hand, and his stomach was overwhelmed. Hearing the cruel conversation between the four, his face became even colder.He was even more convinced that his current identity was definitely not a good bird, because the woman whose headshot was shot was not the target, and the reason why she was killed was to expose the back of her head hidden behind the office cabinet.

"The target appears, kill him!"

As planned, Dabeitou pushed open the door of the office and fled out of the corridor.At this moment, he seemed to be on fire, the four guns fired one after another, and none of the bullets hit him.

Russell thinks this is quite normal. The sharpshooters in the movie are all deceitful. The cost of training an excellent sniper is not as good as that of a pilot, but it is not far behind.And the four people around him are not good snipers no matter what. To snipe a moving target, it is better to start shooting randomly and try their luck.

"Shit, he escaped."

"That guy ran really fast, I saw a shadow, and he disappeared in a flash."

"Hey, Russell, why didn't you shoot?" Amidst the complaints, the bearded boss of the team asked questioningly. He was the one who shot the woman's head off just now.

The bearded man is wearing a third-level helmet, which looks like a welder's helmet, but is actually a titanium alloy helmet for special forces.

Russell didn't answer, he couldn't find a reason to shoot, and he didn't even know the identity of Dabeitou.Besides, even if he shoots, it is impossible to hit him in the situation just now.

The bearded question gave Russell a useful piece of information. In this world, he continued to use his real name, no matter whether he replaced someone with the same name or not, at least he was not a criminal.

"Russell, I'm asking you, answer my question, why didn't you shoot?" the bearded man asked again, this time in a very dissatisfied tone.

Russell remained motionless, maintaining the previous movement, looking at the scope and suddenly said, "Wait, he's back!!"

"Who!?"

"Our target, he is running from the corridor, very fast... really fast." Russell raised his head in amazement, and looked towards the opposite building.

After finally escaping from Shengtian, but returning voluntarily, is it too long to die?

The bearded man turned around subconsciously when he heard the words, and the other three did the same, and then they saw a scene they would never forget.The big-backed head ran wildly from the corridor, rushed straight into the office, and then smashed the tempered glass, and flew up in mid-air as if nitrogen gas was blown on the back of the buttocks.

Russell was dumbfounded. The distance between the two buildings was at least 30 meters. He had no wings on his back. If he wanted to speed up with his mortal body, it would be basically equivalent to committing suicide by jumping off the building, unless he had a Lycan supercar.

In the next second, Russell was slapped in the face. At the same time, Newton, Galileo, Einstein and others were also slapped in the face. Their coffin boards were pried open again.

Newton lay back with a calm face, pulled the coffin boards, and said that he was used to it, and don't bother him about such trivial matters next time.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

The man with the big back was in the air, let out a scream like a pig, slid over an impossible distance, and pulled out two pistols one after another before the charge stopped.A Beretta 92f, an old-fashioned flintlock gun with a barrel length of more than 30 centimeters, Beretta 92f fired two shots in an instant, killing two killers who looked at God successively.

The bullets fired by the flintlock were even more exaggerated. The bearded man was hiding behind the concrete pillar, at a very safe angle, but he was still dead, killed from the most unlikely side angle.Russell was right there, swearing by his bearded brain, that the bullet turned the corner.

The third-level helmet did not bring good luck to the beard. If it was the Beretta 92f 9 bullets, he might still be able to get one, but the bullets fired by the old-fashioned flintlock gun were so powerful that they directly hit the helmet. Wear a pair.

Dabeitou fell down the second floor, and the cry of killing a pig stopped abruptly. He only fired three shots, and three heads exploded. He was still moving at high speed in mid-air, and his marksmanship was second to none.

On the top floor, only Russell, who was stunned, and the last killer who was also stunned, wearing goggles, let's call him goggles.