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In the basement, Lei Jingtian looked at the left hand with expressionless face. The other party's cough became more and more severe, and he was hunched over. He wanted to get a glass of water placed on the bedside table, but his outstretched hand could not reach it.

Lei Jingtian handed the paper cup to his hand. Seeing the killer who had thought about it for thousands of times and wanted to tear him into pieces, the hatred in Lei Jingtian's heart had faded a lot. No one could see that the other party could not live long, and living was even more painful.

"Thank you!" After drinking a few sips of water, the left-handed God of Death finally stopped coughing. He looked at Lei Jingtian and said, "You should be the sniper nicknamed Tiger, right? You are the best sniper I have ever seen. That time in the Daraco Valley, if it weren't for the cover of others, I wouldn't have killed your observer."

Speaking of this, the muscles on Lei Jingtian's face couldn't help but twitch, which was the eternal pain in his heart.

The left-handed Death God's willingness to die is obvious, but this trick of provoking emotions is definitely not fooled. The night is long, and in such a remote and hidden place, he doesn't mind having a last exchange with the left-handed Death God.

"Yes, I'm a tiger. I've been looking for you for many years. I didn't expect that the left-handed Death God, which was called the killer myth, would have fallen to this point now." Lei Jingtian looked at the other party with pity. This kind of look was extremely exciting for the current left-handed Death God.

The emotions of hatred, anger, despair, helplessness, etc. intertwined on the face of the God of Death on the left hand, and finally turned into a sigh: "Yes, I didn't expect that I would have today. Maybe this is the so-called retribution. It turns out that I never believed what retribution is in this world, and now I believe it."

"Since you can find this place, I guess you found Li Heng first? How is he doing now?"

The tone of death in the left hand was very plain, but when it came to the name Li Heng, the hatred squeezed out from the gaps of his teeth was unconcealed.

"That's right. In the game, I saw him using your famous skill, Left-handed Dagger. I sent a beautiful woman to lure him into the bait, so I got here." Lei Jingtian told him directly without hiding it.

"Hahaha, that's the second world, right? It's a pity that I haven't enjoyed such an interesting thing. It's so regretful, cough cough..." The left hand god of death smiled and coughed again. After a breath of relief, he continued: "He must have suffered a lot, right? He is very talented, but he has too many weaknesses."

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Lei Jingtian's eyes: "Since you understand his weakness, why would you fall into his hands?"

The god of death shook his head with his left hand, and a confused look appeared in his remaining right eye. He murmured: "I thought I could kill you in the Daraco Valley back then. I didn't expect your observer to jump out to attract firepower by himself. I lost that battle, and three groups of snipers killed one group and escaped two groups."

"Your shot hurt my right lung and also abolished my confidence. I was not well treated when I was running away. I had a large area of ​​infection in my lungs, which even affected other internal organs. I could no longer become a qualified killer. So when I learned that you were looking for me, I chose to retire."

"But, a top killer cannot retreat just by wanting to retreat. I have mastered the secrets of many people. Before I was injured, they feared my strength. But as soon as I was injured, they jumped out and wanted my life. Although I destroyed many pursuers, my physical condition was getting worse and worse. Therefore, I returned to China to avoid it and want to take good care of my body before making plans."

The left-handed Death God whispered his experience. His originally exhausted breath became much more stable, as if this narrative could give him strength: "Once I suddenly fell ill in a hotel. That guy Li Heng took me to the hospital in time and took care of me until he was discharged from the hospital."

"I have been alone in my life. I have never cared about other people's lives and deaths, nor have I been cared about by anyone. To be honest, I was very moved at that time. Maybe this injury made me understand many things. So I accepted him as an apprentice, taught him a lot of things, and handed over the money I brought to him for spending. He was also very obedient and well-behaved. I knew that he had many weaknesses, and always thought that he could control him and serve me forever."

"I just didn't expect that when he knew I had a huge deposit in the Swiss bank, he became interested and poisoned my healing potion, so I became what I am now."

"I have taught him all kinds of methods, hahaha!" The left-handed Death God smiled, with an indescribable madness: "Now it all falls on myself!"

Retribution! This is retribution. I don’t know how many innocent people died in the hands of the god of death on the left hand, and he deserved it! Lei Jingtian looked at the other party’s hysterical appearance and couldn’t help but feel disgust in his heart. He didn’t want to stay in this place anymore.

"It seems that he has done it very successfully, but you are not old enough to survive. You have been withstood for so long and have not died yet." Lei Jingtian said.

"If he can't get my money account password for one day, he won't let me die in one day. The poison has damaged most of my physical functions. Although he tortured me for a long time, he didn't dare to let me die. He hangs nutrition needles for me every day." The left-handed Death God sneered: "But what I don't want to say, no matter who or any means, I can't force it out!"

"Tiger, let's make a deal! You helped me kill Li Heng, and I will tell you the account password of the Swiss bank. All my savings are stored there, at least 50 million US dollars. They were originally used for retirement, but now they are no longer needed!"

Lei Jingtian stared at the left hand God of Death and said slowly: "Left hand, you and I are both killers, but the difference between me and you is that you kill people just for money, and I kill people who should be killed!"

"From the day I entered the army to the present, there are 237 people who died in my hands. They are either inhuman terrorists, bloody mercenaries, or criminals seeking death. None of them are innocent!"

"Now, although I have taken off my military uniform and police uniform, my hands are still clean. Don't expect me to kill people for you for money!"

The left hand god of death was silent. Suddenly, he said: "He is not innocent. Do you know the murder in the Marriott Hotel half a year ago? It was made by Li Heng. The weapon I used was the dagger I made for him. Evidence should be found in this house."

The murder case that occurred in Marriott Hotel half a year ago, Lei Jingtian knew that this case caused a sensation. The owner and lover of Marriott Hotel died suddenly in the presidential suite. The murderer's methods were extremely cruel, but Lei Jingtian was no longer in the system. So he did not participate.

"Li Heng turned out to be a waiter in this hotel. He was splashed with alcohol by the boss's lover, and his salary was deducted by the boss for half a year. If he wanted to take revenge, I helped him, and he could get out of the army with blood."

Now Lei Jingtian fully understands why Li Heng can't let go. The left-handed God of Death knows all his secrets. Once Lei Jingtian discovers, he will die without a place to bury him. He probably can't stand it in the end and has a lucky mentality and asks Lei Jingtian to let him go. "So that's the case. I have promised him to let him go, but you can rest assured that he will come to accompany you soon." Lei Jingtian nodded and said.

The left hand God of Death smiled. Of course, he could understand the meaning of thunder shocking the world. Sometimes the one who knows you best is your opponent.

"Wakki Philip Bank, Switzerland, identification code bsa51251..." The left-handed Death reported a series of numbers. He repeated it twice in a row and said, "This money cannot be cheap for the foreigner, you can just deal with it."

"For the sake of your death, I will do one thing for you. I will entrust others to transfer this money to the relatives of those who were killed by you, which can be regarded as some of your compensation for them." Lei Jingtian said lightly. The money of the God of Death on the left hand was soaked in blood, and he didn't want to get it intoxicated at all.

"Thank you!" said the left hand god of death, and there was a hint of relaxation on his face: "But some people are not innocent, they will save their share. I have a password safe in the bank in the center of the shin. It contains all the customer and target information. There are also many interesting things to give to you!"

The grudges are repaid! When Lei Jingtian stood up and was about to leave, the left hand god, who had exhausted a little energy, wanted to say something in the end, but he held it back.

But Lei Jingtian saw from his eyes what he wanted to express, that is - kill me!

Lei Jingtian hesitated for a moment, and finally took out a pistol he brought.

Wiping off all his fingerprints with gauze, Lei Jingtian sent the pistol to the left hand of the god of death with his left hand, fixed the position, and pointed the muzzle at his temple.

"Colt m2000, what a gun!" The left hand god of death smiled hoarsely, with indescribable pleasure on his face: "Thank you!"

When Lei Jingtian left the basement and returned to the stairs, he heard gunshots coming from the room, where all the filth and sin seemed to be destroyed by the gunshot.

However, Lei Jingtian still has a lot to do. Li Heng will die and he doesn't have to do it himself. Leaving it to Qin Feng is the best result. The money left by the God of Death on the left hand must be dispersed, and it will eventually play some role.

As for those information, it was a hot potato. Lei Jingtian actually understood that this was also the last trick of the left-handed God of Death. The information was worth a lot more than 50 million US dollars, but he had already thought about it.

Of course, the hot potato is handed over to those who are willing to take over.

All the hatred disappeared, and the shackles that Lei Jingtian carried were finally let go, and he could also comfort his comrades in the sky.

The sea is wide and the fish leaps, and the sky is high and the birds are flying!
Chapter completed!