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Chapter 330 335. Stan's Brother

Where there is no supervision, it is a breeding ground for corruption.

Stan is a product of this system.

His job is to fight against drugs, crack down on drug dealers, and eliminate the soil that breeds drug traffickers.

It's just that due to the lack of system and the lack of a system to monitor and balance them, these people gradually became bold.

They use their skin as both referee and player.

On the one hand, crack down on drug dealers who do not listen to them and confiscate the drugs in their hands.

On the other hand, they secretly hid some drugs that should have been burned and sold them through some underground channels, making a lot of money.

And with money, you can engage in power rent-seeking.

One white and one black, both, they have become the figures who call the wind and rain in this city.

Just like the massacre that day, it would be a big deal anywhere.But Stan didn't care, because it was a trivial matter to him.

What really matters is his face, if he is fooled by a small person, he won't be able to bear that anger.

On this day, Stan slipped out of the office as usual, went to the coffee shop that he must visit almost every day, sat by the window, ordered a cup of Americano coffee, and enjoyed the piano music of the performer.

Although the skill of the performer is much worse, it is not as good as the music recorded by the master on the Walkman.But after all, it’s live performance, so it’s pretty good.

Stan waved his arms slightly to follow the rhythm, immersed in the music.A song is over, still endless aftertaste.

The familiar waiter had been standing next to him for a while. When he opened his eyes, he handed over the letter in the tray in time: "Sir, this is your letter."

Stan saw the unique logo on the letter paper that belonged to his younger brother at a glance, and sent away the joyful waiter with a large banknote, and couldn't wait to open the letter.

He has a younger brother who is three years younger than him, and he is also wandering in this metropolis.It's just that it's different from his job. His brother is a killer, an excellent killer.

The difference in status determines that the two do not meet often, and even telephone communication is rare. They still communicate in the most primitive way of letters.

His parents died early, and the two brothers supported each other to grow up. They are the closest people to each other. Stan still cares about his younger brother very much.

There is not much content in the letter, except for reporting safety, it is talking about another person.

There is a news spread in the world of killers that Old Tony has launched an exclusive customized service to provide customers with more considerate and satisfying services.

And the one who completed this task was Old Tony's ace killer, known as Jack the Ripper.He is good at killing people with cold weapons, and the killing scenes are extremely bloody.

Holding the letter paper in his hand, Stan recalled the rumors he heard these days in his mind.

Their profession is very close to Tiaozi, and they often hear news from there.

There have indeed been several such cases recently, and many unlucky people were directly disembowelled.

More than half of the notes for going to the scene to handle the case were spat out, leaving a psychological shadow.

Now that I think about it, this Jack the Ripper probably did it.

Stan chuckled and didn't take it seriously.He is a Sidihu himself, and he is familiar with killer intermediaries like Old Tony.

No one will pay to kill him, he has this confidence.If there is really a stupid employer, these killer agents will not dare to accept it, and they will even sell the employer and tip him off.

It is also unnecessary for him to use killers to eliminate opponents.In addition to doing it himself, he himself can also use cheaper methods to command his subordinates, cops, and special police to get rid of any enemies.

He himself actually enjoys the pleasure of killing, killing is addictive.

On the top of the tall building opposite the coffee shop, which was completely camouflaged with the building, two people, one big and one small, watched Stan drinking coffee through binoculars.

They have been following Stan for 4 days, and they have basically figured out several places he often goes to, such as the coffee shop.

Yuan Pengfei watched for a while, then set up the assembled rifle and aimed at Stan's chest and abdomen.

At this time, he only needed to open the sniper scope, make slight adjustments, load the bullet and pull the trigger, and Stan would be killed by a flying bullet.

But before that, he still had to ask for Little Loli's opinion.He tilted his head, looked at the little Loli's face and asked seriously: "Kill him now?"

At the beginning, there were 6 people who broke into Matilda's house, one of whom was killed by her dead fat father's counterattack before he died.

There are still 5 people left, and Stan is their leader and decision-maker.

Killing the number one enemy is easy now, but finding the other 4 and killing them one by one will increase the difficulty and risk.

It is not uncommon to even say that some guys will run away and never see them for a lifetime.

Opportunities and risks coexist, it depends on how little loli decides.

Matilda looked at the number one enemy who ruined his family, her teeth were clenched and her eyes were wide open.

Every time she thinks of this deep-seated hatred, she can't wait to tear these scumbags apart.

Weighing the pros and cons, being patient and catching all these scumbags in one fell swoop is the best choice.

But how can there be so many people in the world who can watch the enemy who killed their relatives pass by, and let themselves patiently wait for the next opportunity for revenge?

Matilda was certainly not that kind of person.

The stalking and observation for the past few days has consumed most of her patience. If she didn't have that ability, she would have done it by herself.

Taking away the binoculars, she looked at Yuan Pengfei and said firmly, "Uncle, I'm going to kill him right now!"

"Well, you have the final say. But don't watch the next scene. Even if the bullets from the sniper rifle don't cut him in two, the death will be very miserable. Watching it will give you nightmares at night." Yuan Pengfei was very sad. Seriously advised.

Many recruits are frightened by the bloody scene on the battlefield for the first time.Unlike the movies and TV dramas, the bloody scenes on the battlefield are unimaginable to ordinary people.

Rifle bullets hit a person's limbs, and nine out of ten will result in amputation.The bullets from the heavy machine gun swept over, cutting people in half, or even directly into parts, making it difficult to even identify them.

When you use a sniper rifle to hit someone, there is no need to hit the head. Aim for the largest part of the torso and shoot. As long as it hits, the target has no chance of survival.

Little Lolita didn't seem to believe in evil, and she might want to witness the death of her enemy with her own eyes. She didn't listen to his advice, and set up her binoculars to stare at Stan.

Kind words were not accepted, so Yuan Pengfei shook his head helplessly and played with the rifle in his hand.

(End of this chapter)