Killer in the Coffin

At his instructions, the four bodyguards opposite him stepped forward, removed the coffin from the train, and placed it opposite him.

Uncle De first knocked on the coffin. When he heard the dull echo, he could not help but feel a bit sad. This coffin was not empty. There might really be someone hiding inside.

De Shu wanted to ask one of his bodyguards to open the coffin, but seeing the expectant look on his boss's face, he secretly broke out in a cold sweat. He tried to push the lid of the coffin with a little strength, but when he found that he couldn't move, he couldn't, so he rolled up his sleeves and pushed with both hands.

"Crack!"

When the coffin finally opened a corner, Uncle De immediately jumped back.

Originally, he was not that timid. However, he was frightened by the anxious bodyguards, so he became a little suspicious. He was really afraid that a monster or an assassin would jump out from the coffin.

"Crack!"

The coffin emitted another sound, and this time it was the lid itself that moved.

"Ya, there can't really be a zombie inside this coffin, right?" Nong Xuejia hid behind her father with a 'whoosh'.

At this moment, the bodyguards who had already put away their guns once again pulled out their guns.

"Crack …"

A long sound rang out, and the lid of the coffin slowly moved back as it rubbed against the surface of the coffin.

Gradually, the figure of a young man around the age of seventeen or eighteen appeared in the coffin. It was a boy.

He quietly lied in the coffin, his pale face carrying a hint of coldness. His disheveled hair covered half of his right forehead, and a mysterious blood-red rune loomed in and out of his hair like a proud and mysterious noble prince.

Under the "anticipating" gazes of the crowd, Uncle De looked at the youth in the coffin and boldly knocked on the coffin and asked, "Excuse me …" Are you a human or a ghost? "

The youth in the coffin did not respond. Just as Uncle De was about to step forward to check if he had a pulse, there was a "pa" sound. The youth's hand suddenly moved and he grabbed the edge of the coffin.

Ah!

Uncle De got a shock, staggered, and fell to the ground.

"Ya!"

Nong Xuejia was also frightened by the teenager's actions and cried out in alarm.

The bodyguards tensed up and aimed their guns at the teenager in the coffin. If he acted the slightest bit strangely, they would immediately open fire and turn him into a hornet's nest.

"Is the sky getting dark again?"

The youth in the coffin muttered to himself. His voice was deep and pleasant, yet it was also like the stars in the night, carrying loneliness and loneliness with it.

"Hey, who are you? Why are you hiding in the coffin? This is not Halloween! " When Nong Xuejia heard the voice of a human, she no longer felt fear, thinking that this "bodyguard" was playing a prank.

Hearing Nong Xue Jia's voice, the youth in the coffin slowly sat up. His sharp eyes swept across the people outside the coffin and a bloodthirsty cold light flashed in his eyes.

There were a total of 24 people outside the coffin. On the surface, there were 21 handguns, including 17 Glock 17 handguns. These handguns were light in weight and had good firepower.

Such pistols are used in the military and police forces of more than 50 countries in the world, with 40 per cent of the total number of Glock pistols equipped by the national police alone.

The gun has a flaw. As the use of polymer materials reduced the quality of the entire gun, when firing large caliber handguns, the intense recoil made the muzzle of the pistol hard to control. Because the use of polymer materials reduced the quality of the entire gun, when firing large caliber handguns, the intense recoil made the muzzle of the pistol hard to control.

Amongst the twenty-one pistols, what frightened the teenager was the four that stood next to Nong Shi-qiang. They were 196 mm long, 0.85 kg empty, and had a barrel of 116 mm long. They had an initial speed of 420 m/s. They were loaded with eight cartridges and had a range of 50 meters.

The bullet of the gun was a 7.62mm handgun from Tokarev, the most powerful of the same caliber bullets in the world. It was extremely powerful, and most of the people who dared to use it had extremely strong wrists.

The youth sitting up in the coffin instantly analyzed all the threats around him.

Once he started fighting with the people in front of him, he would immediately grab the closest Glock 17 pistol beside the coffin and capture Uncle De who had just stood up from the coffin.

Afterwards, he used Uncle De as a cover to shoot at the distant Nong Shiqiang. Nong Shiqiang had a bunch of bodyguards around him, and those with a bit of common sense could tell that he was the leader here. Shooting at him would distract the people around him, so they could find an opportunity to quickly take care of the bodyguards on the side of the truck and then hide behind the back of the car to slowly take care of the remaining people.

"Hey, are you deaf?" Nong Xuejia saw that the teenager in the coffin did not respond. She blinked her big blue eyes and continued to ask, "Didn't you hear what I asked you?"

The youth in the coffin glanced back at Nong Xuejia. His hand exerted force and pulled out the coffin. Slowly, he walked towards Nong Shiqiang and respectfully handed over a piece of information under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

Just as the bodyguard beside Nong Shiqiang was about to extend his hand to receive the information, Nong Xuejia grabbed the youth's information and read it out loud with a blank look on his face. "Wei Yi, male, 18 years old, ungraduated student. Used as a bodyguard."