"Throw away your gun, then raise your hands......"
Simon said.
Eric knew he had lost all his chances, and in this situation, he couldn't come back from defeat.
Simon was the strongest assassin among the twelve disciples in all subjects, and among the twelve disciples, more than 300 teenagers were selected for selection that year, and only twelve were left in the end.
Throughout the selection process, death hung over everyone's heads.
If it weren't for Simon's care, Eric might not have survived to the end.
It is for this reason that Eric has always regarded Simon as his brother.
Eric slowly placed the Glock 17 pistol and G36 assault rifle on the ground and raised his hands.
Simon said, "Kick the gun away." ” Eric had no choice but to do so.
"If you can......"
He turned slowly, facing Simon behind him with his gun pointed at him.
"I want to die standing up, and, I want to know why you want me to die?"
Simon slowly took off the mask on his face, revealing his true face.
"Look, is it the same John standing in front of me?"
He sneered, "I thought I would see a trace of guilt in your eyes, but I couldn't see anything. ” "You still think I betrayed you......"
Before Eric could finish his sentence, a ball of fire erupted from the muzzle of Simon's gun.
The distance between the two was seven or eight meters, and the bullet instantly hit Eric in the chest like a giant hammer.
The tremendous force of the impact knocked Eric to the ground and fell heavily to the ground.
"Ahh Eric was wearing body armor stripped from the Gravediggers, which, unlike the soft body armor that had been used before, was made of Kevlar fiber and had enameled bulletproof plates inside.
Even at a distance of 7 meters, the pistol could not penetrate the baffle.
It's just that it feels really bad to be shot.
Eric felt like he was almost out of breath, and his internal organs seemed to have shifted from the huge blow.
He struggled and got up from the ground.
As soon as he stood firm, Simon pulled the trigger again.
A bullet struck Eric in the chest, striking him like a sack again.
"Gross-" Eric fell to his knees, his stomach churning and he began to vomit.
This time, the bullet hit Eric in the abdomen, but it was still protected by body armor.
Each bulletproof plate will have a limit to endure, with Simon's marksmanship, at this distance to hit the left eye will never hit the right eye, he is not missed, but like a cat catching a mouse, the hatred in his heart can only be vented through this extreme way of venting.
"This feeling is very familiar, right, you should have experienced the taste of shooting, but I don't think you have tried the taste of being shot more than a dozen times at once."
Simon looked coldly at the once sibling brother in front of him, his teeth clucking.
"On the bridge in Moscow, if it weren't for the fact that I was wearing a body armor, now I would have been feeding the fish at the bottom of the river.
I want you to taste what it's like to be hit and half dead.
John, even if you die a hundred times, it will be difficult to unravel the hatred in my heart, don't worry, after killing you, I won't let you be lonely, Anthony is in Stockholm tonight, I will let him go down to accompany you. ” "Wait......"
Listening to Simon's vicious accusations, Eric wanted to explain.
Simon didn't give him a chance, though.
Poof- Another shot.
Eric, who was originally kneeling on the ground, was like a dummy who had been kicked away, and slid out of the ground more than a meter away with his feet facing the sky.
"I don't have ......"
"Nothing?"
"I didn't betray you, I thought you were dead......"
"Of course you thought I was dead, or you wouldn't have started touching the ten million dollars in your account.
That's what I got for selling my life, right?
Who sold me to?
Anthony?
So that he can climb to the position of president?
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Simon's face was distorted and looked terrible.
"I don't know anything about 10 million ......"
Poof- Another shot, Eric rolled his eyes this time, clutching his chest and rolling on the ground, he had been shot four times in total, and the tactical vest on his chest was full of fine white powder, which was the fine debris from the enamel baffle that cracked after the impact of the warhead.
Simon's eyes erupted with vengeful anger, and he said sharply: "Ten million dollars in your Swiss bank account!"
Are you fooling me?
I've checked all your accounts, and you didn't have that much money before you used to receive honorariums when you took on assignments!
” "But half a year ago, you suddenly rented a safe and opened an account in a Swiss bank, and on the night after my accident, 10 million US dollars were deposited into your Swiss account from an untraceable offshore bank, and it was not until a month ago that the 10 million began to be slowly transferred to your remuneration account one by one!"
"I haven't touched a gratuity account in a long time......
Eric gasped, gulping like a dog in summer heat, his neck and forehead covered in cold sweat.
Now he breathes a little painfully, and I don't know if he broke a rib or something.
"After your accident, I have been waiting for an opportunity to track down who betrayed us, I thought that since someone can betray us, they must know our plan of action that night, it must be someone who is familiar, in this case, their gratuity account will also know, if I use the money in it, it will definitely be tracked, so I have not dared to use the ......"
Simon snorted coldly and said, "Oh?!
So, should I thank you?
Are you tracking down the man who betrayed me and killing Vera to avenge me?
” "That's just the way it is!"
Poof- The fifth shot was fired, and Eric let out a pig-killing wail, and he was already against the wall, and the shot made the back of his head hit the wall, causing him to feel pain and dizziness.
"You're crazy!
Simon!
…… Oh!
It hurts me so much!
I really didn't betray you!
Tears welled up in Eric's eyes, and he didn't know if it was because of grievance or pain.
"I'm not afraid of death, I'm afraid of dying unjustly, you killed me today, and when you find out the truth, you will definitely regret it!"
Simon's face was covered with a black aura, and murderous aura rose from his body like boiling water.
He strode forward, muzzle slightly raised.
This time, the muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at Eric's head.
"Say!
How do you want to die!
Simon asked sharply.
"Okay, since you're partly innocent, there's nothing to say between us, aren't you known as the head of the twelve!?"
Eric reached out and felt his hand in the tactical vest.
"What do you want to do!?"
Simon's pupils are slightly constricted.
"Don't worry, I don't have a ......gun here," Eric pulled out his hand, an extra Damascus dagger in his hand, "I don't want to be shot, you can kill me with it, I only want to die under this dagger, now, use your pig-like head to decide whether you should do it or not!"
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