Chapter 11 Sniper, Assassination

Of course, it is impossible for Ling Feng to drive a tractor to pick up and drop off the young lady to school, so in the past few days, he has been learning to drive with Mr. Yang's driver, Fu Bo, and he has got his driver's license in half a month.

Walking on the street in the sunset, tomorrow is the day when he officially goes to work. He is happily walking in the crowded city center, sighing at the beauty of life, and not at all. A 12,7mm Barrett sniper rifle is aiming at his head.

Huaqiang Square is the highest supermarket in the city center, with a top floor of 300 meters.

A girl in camouflage tight trousers was lying on the roof. Her dark hair was tied up by her, and her school uniform was still beside her, and her tight dress outlined her curly figure. A full-length Barrett sniper rifle in her hand was imprinted on Ling Feng's head through the sniper cross.

"Boss, a bowl of rice noodles." Ling Feng relied on the telegraph pole and said to the aunt of the street vendor that after eating so much delicious food, the cross-bridge rice noodles were the most appetizing.

The girl measured the wind speed, humidity, air quality, and held her breath. According to her imagination, once Ling Feng sat down to eat rice noodles, she pulled the trigger. Unconsciously, Barrett M95 had been installed by her*.

Ling Feng took out 5 yuan and was ready to sit down and eat rice noodles. The girl saw this scene through the scope and quickly grabbed the 12,7mm sniper bullet and loaded it!

"Bang!"

I don't know which insightless guy it is. As soon as Ling Feng sat down, he was hit by two people in black passing by, and the bowl of rice noodles he had just bought was also knocked to the ground.

Taking advantage of the temperature of July, Ling Feng's anger went straight up, but when he saw that the other party was in a suit and leather shoes, wearing sunglasses, a whole standard bodyguard outfit, and a pistol around his waist, he had to endure it.

After all, at most, I'm just good at catching ghosts, and it's different to deal with mortals.

There was no way to eat rice noodles. He wasted 5 yuan in vain. Ling Feng had to walk away. It was still important to do business. While thinking about it, he walked to the Huafeng Supermarket on the 15th floor, where the supermarket covers an area of more than 100,000 mu. It is said that the supermarket has a big discount today.

Angrily, she hit the ground with a fist. The girl took off her tactical glasses and showed a pure face. She missed the best sniper opportunity, which made her very unhappy.

At the same time, in the KFC restaurant on the second floor opposite the building, a woman in a brown skirt showed a charming smile on the corners of her mouth. She slowly put her mobile phone on the table and took out a piece of crispy chicken from the family bucket next to her and put it in her mouth. **'S short hair shows her charming temperament.

Ling Feng entered the largest supermarket in Oolong City, and there were indeed a lot of people in it. "Ginger is two yuan and five jin, come and grab it." "Zongzi is 1 yuan while it is hot." "Tomatoes are almost 98 cents per catty, limited-time snap-up..." As soon as he entered the supermarket, Ling Feng smelled the unique atmosphere of the supermarket.

It is said that Ling Feng's hobby of going to the supermarket is still forced by the commissary. I remember once he entered a commissary, and the store was only as big as more than ten square meters. The boss followed Ling Feng's buttocks very enthusiastically.

In fact, of course, Ling Feng knows that the commissary, including some small stores, is like this. As soon as you enter the store, you will stare at you like a thief, and it is also called 'serve you at any time'. In fact, it is afraid that you will steal things.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, a short-haired girl with an apron saluted the two deeply, but Ling Feng was shocked. Then he looked at the girl's short-haired dress and replied shyly, "Japanese?"

"Sir, you can really laugh." The girl bowed deeply again and said, "Our restaurant is Uei Japanese Restaurant. The sentence just now means 'Welcome'."

Ling Feng looked back at Liu Yifei and saw that the other party's face was flushed. It seemed that he was laughing at him, a country bumpkin. Ling Feng was not willing to show weakness. Isn't he only in Japanese? I can do it!

"Scallop" Ling Feng waved casually, which made the girl stunned.