"Do you want to die?"
Simon walked to the table and bent down to pick up the gun from the ground, then walked to the other side and knocked the unloaded magazine into the gun.
By this time, Anthony had fallen to his knees, and his whole body began to tremble like chaff.
He felt like a balloon with a valve inserted, a gas bag was constantly pumping into it, his head was swollen, and his eyesight was declining dramatically.
For Simon, this is already an old guy waiting to be killed.
"From the beginning, I was going to come over and kill you, and you think I'm so stupid that I can't figure out how many pounds and taels I have?"
Simon seemed to be stating something too ordinary to be ordinary, and his tone was unfazed.
"I know that you are a martial arts master, and Thralanders can only be equal to you at the peak, a junior like me, in terms of physical strength, may be able to beat you a little, but the real fight is estimated to be dead in your hands before you are exhausted."
"So you poisoned the knife?"
The blood on Anthony's mouth had filled his mouth, and his speech had become a little slurred.
"On the knife?"
Simon sneered: "Are you really old and confused or are you poisoned and stupid?"
The poisoned knife must have a medicine slot, and the dose is too small to be applied to the blade, and besides, it is unknown whether I can hurt you, do you think I will take such a risk?
” He looked at Anthony and pulled the chamber of the K25 open, loading a bullet from the heart.
"Anthony, you're really old.
You're a good martial artist, but you're not the best for a new era of top assassins.
Simon said, "You really don't know how you got poisoned?"
” "It's the oxygen cylinder!"
Anthony's eyes widened, as if he had guessed something.
"That's right, you are a cunning and cunning man, relying on a few ecstasy incense will definitely not be able to level you, I have already guessed this, I also guessed that you will definitely hold your breath and wait for me to come down, maybe you didn't guess at all, I am also holding my breath and fighting with you, I am more risky than you, because I know that the small bottle of my gas mask is not mixed air at all, it is poisonous gas."
"As long as I am the slightest careless, inhale a little bit, those highly toxic gases can kill me, it will make my heart accelerate, the pulse will lose control, and then the blood vessels will burst under the pressure, and finally I will bleed to death through seven holes."
"I know you're going to snatch my respirator, because you're too confident for you, almost to the point of pride, you would have had the opportunity to smash the window, and it won't be long before the ecstasy gas in the room will be diluted and ineffective, but you think you can grab my respirator, and you want me to taste what it's like to be poisoned by yourself."
"Anthony, you're a top martial artist, but you're not a top assassin, an assassin needs a strong strategy, and you don't, that's why you didn't become the president back then."
When Anthony heard this, he was even more angry, and fell directly to the ground and began to convulse.
"Don't worry, you won't die yet, you still have at least ten minutes to go."
Simon looked at his watch: "Do you know why I chose this medicine?"
Because although it is deadly and difficult to solve, it is poisonous and long-lasting, so it will not kill you in a few seconds like cyanide, take your time and enjoy the process, this is my reward for everything I have done for you!
” "Give it to me......
One......
Gun ......"
Anthony curled up on the carpet like a dead dog, his lungs making asthmatic sounds, and pleaded with Simon pitifully as he looked at him.
The burst of small blood vessels in the brain brought about a rapid increase in cranial pressure and pain, and the burst of blood vessels in the lungs made his alveoli full of blood, and there was a feeling of drowning, but his physique was extremely strong, and it made him die slower than ordinary people, which was simply a living torture.
Simon is too lazy to deal with this innocent old guy, according to the plan, he can leave now, otherwise it will not be easy for James and the others to come back and deal with the two SAS team members.
He walked through the drawing-room, into the kitchen, where there was a window leading to the back of the little cottage, from where he went into the woods, and then ran five hundred meters to the east, where Lilia's car was waiting for him by the side of a path.
Here the business was done, he felt more relaxed, and there was a piece of news that made him even happier - Eric didn't betray himself.
Now he's glad he didn't shoot Eric in the castle, otherwise he would have made a big mistake.
Everything is such a coincidence that KGB wants to recruit himself, Anthony wants to kill two birds with one stone, and the two parties with their own ghosts do not communicate and communicate, but they have the same goal.
By framing Eric, he can make himself go to KGB and establish a gravedigger organization, and Anthony can sit back and watch himself and Eric kill each other.
All the coincidences have created all the evidence that points to Eric.
Blinded by pain in this matter, he didn't carefully analyze the mistakes behind it, which led to being fooled and almost killing his good brother Eric.
After Simon decides to flee from here, he goes to Africa and personally goes to the Tyyo mercenary training camp in Eritrea to find Eric, apologize to him, and ask for forgiveness.
The Brotherhood of the Holy Cross can't go back, and if he kills the current president, I'm afraid he will be hunted down, but whatever!
Among the twelve disciples, who can compare with himself?
Come one, let him die one!
He opened the window and jumped into the snow.
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After taking a few steps in the vast wind and snow, he suddenly stopped and slammed into the woodstack next to him.
"Simon!"
James's voice came from behind a tree more than thirty meters away.
"I'd advise you to put down your guns and surrender."
"James, do you think just two SAS players can pose much of a threat to me?"
Simon sneered secretly in his heart, and swept around, he could use the cover of the firewood stack to jump back into the house again, and then find another suitable exit to leave.
Two SAS team members, they can't cordon off the whole house.
"I know it's hard to keep you, but you can choose to run away and see who this is!"
James seemed to have the win, "unless you don't care about your own woman anymore." ” Simon's heart thumped!
Lilia!
He quickly brushed away the snow from the stack of firewood and looked out through the cracks.
Sure enough, Lilia was pulled by the hair and pushed to her knees by a member of the SAS team, who had a pistol in his hand and pressed it against the back of her head.
"I promise, I'll treat her well when you're gone!"
James shouted.
Simon sat in the snow and leaned against the stack of wood.
"Fack!"
He cursed under his breath.
A killer, the most feared thing is to move emotions.
However, although Lilia is the swallow of KGB, she saved herself when she needed help the most, and although she was on a mission, while taking care of her injuries, Simon could feel that this woman was really in love with her.
Women are always impressed by the man who has spent their most beautiful youth; Men, on the other hand, will never abandon the woman who accompanies them when they are most down.
Simon wasn't going to give up on Lilia at all.