Chapter 811: The bet
After Chekhov put down his gun, he was a little depressed. At the headquarters, Luo Yi said to him,ââIf you go to the 8 star hotel now, you still have time to kill Abu Dhabiâs 9th son. If you donât want to go, Iâll find someone else. â âGo! Why arenât you going? leave this person to me. â Chekhov quickly packed up his sniper rifle and some equipment as he said to Jian Xun,ââKeep me updated on that personâs movements at all times. This cooked duck is flying away. Iâm not having supper tonight. Oh, by the way, why didnât you kill this eighth brother?â Luo Yi smiled.âBecause the driver of the police car that picked him up was Dulson.â Chekhovâs eyes widened.âF * ck, why didnât you find me for this difficult undercover mission?â Of all the people you could find, you found Dulson? Other than being able to teleport and run fast, that guy doesnât have any other abilities. â Luo Yi: âwhat the boss said is that he doesnât have any strength at all. There are many privately recruited Masters in the palace. Although they canât take a single blow from us, once they realize our strength, no matter how strong you are, it will be difficult for you to break out of the encirclement with so many guns. So, Kurt wonât be seen through by them, and itâs easier for him to help us in there.â Old BA, who had been let off, got into the police car. He would not have noticed that the driver was a fake police officer wearing a fake beard. In the car, he took out his phone and gave it to ninth brother. âHello? Ninth brother, is it safe on your side?â âThere doesnât seem to be anything so far. Eighth brother, Iâve already left the hotel and am on my way. What about you?â âIâm fine here, be careful. â After eighth brother hung up the phone, he didnât notice that the driver, Dulson, had turned on his headset, which meant that eighth brotherâs call had been transmitted to the headquarters behind Dulsonâs headset. Luo Yi said to Chekhov,ânine has left The Castle Hotel. If he returns safely, your mission will be considered a failure. Go home and accept your punishment.â F * ck! Chekhov clicked his tongue, quickly got into his sports car, threw the sniper rifle to the passenger seat, started the car, and quickly changed gears before speeding out. Abu Muslim had more roundabouts than this modern city, but it didnât affect Chekhovâs ability to slow down for fear of being hit. With his sound system on, any vehicle that might be hit in front of him would be fed back to his mind, and his hands and reactions were like bats, allowing him to avoid the car as quickly as possible. On a straight road, a supercar accelerated at a speed of 100 kilometers per hour in less than 4 seconds without accelerating at all. It kept dodging the cars and sports cars in front of it in the crowded traffic. Some of the unruly guys who were driving the convertible were very unhappy when they saw that someone had left them in the dust. However, when they saw the speed of the car and his driving skills that were like light steps on the waves, many of them immediately cowered. It took nine 23 minutes to get to the palace Manor from The Castle Hotel, and Chekhov calculated that it would take him 22 minutes to get to the palace Manor before nine, which was already calculated at the maximum speed of his car, which meant that he only had one minute to deploy there. Tonight, all of his brothers had completed their missions outstandingly. If he screwed up, he would lose face when he returned. This was the first time everyone had come out to carry out a mission together. It was their first battle, and they had to win! His sports car came to a non-police station area 900 meters away from the palace Manor, and suddenly braked. The whole car skidded on the spot for more than 30 meters before coming to a steady stop. Chekhov grabbed the rope of the sniper rifle and climbed up to the top of the car. At the same time, eighth brotherâs car had arrived and he was sent into the palace Manor under heavy police encirclement. Dulson, who was following him to represent the police, saw that old Nineâs car had also arrived behind him. He teased into his headset,ââChekhov, old Jiuâs car is coming in, and you still havenât killed him? Where are you? Youâre going to mess this up. â After Chekhov finished installing the tripod, his big coat was directly set up and he aimed it at the glass mirror through the lens. âIâm here,âhe said, panting. Dulson smiled.âI bet you will fail. One million dollars!â The other brothers on the same channel laughed out loud when they heard this. âChekhov,â Mali encouraged.âTheyâre already pinching you like this. If you fail, donât tell anyone that weâre a melee mage combination.â Diesel was on top of an open-air swimming pool hotel in a building, drinking red wine and lying on a chair.ââChekhov, such a gentle person like Dulson dares to provoke you this time. If I were you, Iâd take the bet.â Chekhovâs attention was focused on the camera, and when he heard his brothers âridicule, he cursed,ââAll of you, shut up. Donât distract me.â Dulson said,âare you betting or not? âI took a look inside. The police are deployed in all directions within a radius of at least 500 meters. As a sniper, if you consider that thereâs still time to run after firing, you have to ensure that youâre at least 900 meters away. I remember that the effective range of your sniper rifle is 1000 meters, but at a distance of more than 800 meters, bullets will lose their accuracy due to the wind resistance. Also, you only have seven bullets. In a while, old nine will come out. There are at least five or six police officers surrounding him to enter the manor. In addition, the distance between his parked car and the manorâs entrance is only 100 meters. Once you open fire and alert him, he only needs 14 seconds to run into the manor. It will be very difficult for you to escape. â Dulsonâs analysis was right, which was why Chekhov needed to be more focused than ever. Because there were six police officers who protected him in the hospital, Chekhov had to kill one of the police officers in front of him before he could continue to kill him. However, once the gunshot rang, it would only take ten seconds for old nine to run into the manor, and it would be extremely difficult for Chekhov to hit him while running! âThen whatâs the point of betting? just admit defeat.â Vala laughed. This level of difficulty was indeed impossible to complete. âThatâs right. I think only the Guild leader can achieve this level of difficulty.â Zhang Xiu laughed. âItâs not a guess, itâs a certainty. If the commander takes action, old Nineâs head will explode the moment he appears.â âDonât forget the battle in the desert with the M nationâs elite special Forces,â Mali said.âBoss killed the M nationâs elite team with just a sniper rifle.â Chekhov gritted his teeth and said,â Itâs rare for you, Dulson, to bet with me in such a serious manner. Iâll prove to the boss today that my marksmanship is extraordinary. â With that, he stared at the camera. At this time, old Jiu had not come out yet, but the police had already covered all the possible angles that could be exposed. âF * ck!â Chekhov just wanted to curse. He originally wanted to try to kill the person involved directly even if there was a slight gap, so that the task would be simple, perfect, and beautiful. But now, he had to kill one person in the human wall first.
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