Chapter 38: If a person is killed, he will die!
Two kilometers away, on the top of a 12-story building.
Hide Akai aimed his gun, and a full half minute passed without finding the target.
“Have you moved your sniper position?”
“No, it could also be…”
Thought of something, he waited for another half minute and adjusted the direction of the sniper.
High in the sky in the distance, in a helicopter.
Gin finished sweeping the shuttle happily, and suddenly heard Vodka, who was piloting the plane, say: "Boss, something is not good. Boss Rum has not had sniper support for a long time. Those helicopters seem to be tentatively approaching, what should we do?" "
Chianti, who was holding a sniper rifle, changed his expression: "Could it be that... Boss Rum was found by those **** from the FBI?"
"Don't worry about him." Gin glanced into the distance and said coldly.
Although he has some disdain for Rum's style and character, given Gin's character, how could he willingly obey Rum's orders and recognize Rum as the organization's second-in-command if Rum wasn't really good at it? Is it just because of the close relationship between Rum and BOSS? Seniority?
Lum is the number one sharpshooter in the organization, and in the missions he has performed so far, he has only made one minor mistake.
What's more, the woman who was favored by the boss like Belmode, the only woman who didn't use the code name of wine, and the woman who had been Rum's substitute, was also called back by Rum.
Before meeting Ji Xingqi Xin, Gin always felt that that woman was one of the pinnacles of human fighting. With the two of them working together, even a whole team of FBI elites would be eliminated by them!
“Huh? Ji Xingqixin?”
Suddenly, Gin seemed to think of something, his pupils shrank slightly, and at the same time, an extremely dangerous feeling hit his heart.
He turned his body quickly, and this dangerous instinct saved him. A bullet flew past his arm, the vodka behind him let out a painful groan, and a **** flower exploded on his shoulder!
The helicopter tilted suddenly, and Chianti and Cohen were almost thrown out.
“Sniper?!”
“Where did it come from?!”
"It's Shuichi Akai! Give it to me!" Gin looked ugly, grabbed the control of the helicopter, flicked its tail, and descended rapidly.
…
Nagano Dai Building, rooftop.
Bang! Bang! Bang! There were three muffled sounds of physical collision, and Ji Xing kicked the woman three times in succession, causing her body to tilt, with a look of pain on her face, and her shawl hair swaying in the strong wind.
But just when the attack was about to be effective, Ji Xing suddenly stopped moving, retracted his body, and twisted to dodge. A bullet passed through the woman's flowing long hair, with a burning smell, and shot towards Ji Xing's chest, but he narrowly avoided it.
What a cold shot! The secret gunman must also have strong fighting ability, or have cooperated with women countless times, and can clearly see the movements of himself and this woman. Several cold shots were stuck in positions that made Ji Xing uncomfortable, and even made Ji Xing so far. I couldn't even see him head on!
The cold gun made Ji Xing's body unbalanced. Of course, the woman would not miss the opportunity. She kicked Ji Xing squarely in the lower abdomen, making Ji Xing's feet slightly off the ground. She shot backwards. Following this force, he smashed a Landscape Vase, when his legs landed on the ground, he kicked again, ran behind a wall, and gently rubbed his stomach, which felt a little painful.
The woman did not follow, panting slightly. She glanced at her bruised right arm and felt that the bones were about to be broken by the kick, and the gunman did not take the initiative to pursue.
Three people, three directions.
The rooftop was silent for a while.
“Ji Xingqi Xin.” Suddenly, a low and hoarse voice sounded, and it was difficult to tell the direction of the man and woman.
“I heard Gin talk about your conflict, and I ordered him not to trouble you anymore, but you seem to have other ideas.”
Ji Xingqixin? The woman's eyes flashed under her lenses, that famous high school student? It turned out to be... It's a pity that my young life may be lost to this old and cunning guy Rum today. She sighed sadly in her heart.
give an order? Is this guy...
Ji Xingze's heart was moved and he said: "Is this really true? Not long ago, your members codenamed Absinthe sent me an invitation letter. Don't they still want to deal with me?"
"She has been caught by you and asked for trouble. I have no intention of pursuing it." Rum said.
As expected, I knew it was me who did it. There are bad people in the FBI... Ji Xing said, "What do you want to say?"
Rum: "I can let go of what happened before. I'll take the liberty to say that I checked your information and found that you are definitely not from the FBI or the Japanese police. You are just an innocent high school student who was involved. BOSS and I are very fond of each other." I appreciate you, and if you join the organization, I can promise to give you a status equivalent to Gin."
"You are...?" "As long as BOSS does not interfere, I will arrange the organization's actions." Rum said, "You can call me Rum."
It is indeed him! Ji Xing said calmly: "Forget it, I don't want to get involved in gangs. Of course, if you say you won't pursue the past, I don't want to be your enemy, so let me go, okay?"
“Haha, immortality, wouldn’t it also make your heart beat?” Rum said.
The rooftop fell into dead silence for a while, and Ji Xing seemed to be stunned and silent.
"Timeismoney." Rum reminded impatiently.
Ji Xing did not answer.
A few seconds later, Rum's low and angry voice echoed again: "Isaka! Force him out! He is secretly looking for my location!"
late! As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Xing's figure sprang out from the corner, but instead of being surprised, Rum showed a cunning smile as if his plan had succeeded.
I saw him holding a submachine gun, with the black muzzle pointed at Ji Xing!
Did the previous bursts of firing make you think that I only brought a sniper rifle and a pistol? How could I possibly make that stupid mistake? !
Little devil, your skills are indeed exaggerated!
But times have changed!
You can dodge a pistol, but how can you dodge a rifle that can fire ten bullets per second? !
However, this sly smile only lasted for a moment, and then it froze on his face.
He saw Ji Xing rushing out, also holding a pistol in his hand, and pointed at him!
Da da da da da—
boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
The rifle fired continuously!
The pistol spits out flames!
Rum rolls backwards!
Ji Xing flew sideways!
One, two, or three blood flowers exploded on Ji Xing's body, but his hand holding the gun was still very steady, terrifyingly steady!
With his body control and muscle memory ability, after three days of gun training, he can stably hit the ninth ring or above on a 20-meter target without moving, and he can maintain the gun above the eighth ring even when moving at high speed!
As long as he is not simulating a situation where he does not know where to turn when dodging bullets, Ji Xing's marksmanship is already above the standard!
The gunshots thundered for three seconds and then stopped suddenly.
Ji Xing, who was shot three times, fell to the ground.
Isaaca rushed out, saw the status of Ji Xing and Rum clearly, and his expression froze.
She was silent for a few seconds, swallowed hard, and walked slowly towards Rum. She saw Rum lying flat on the ground, his only eye staring blankly at the sky, filled with unwillingness and confusion.
A bullet passed through his forehead, killing him almost instantly!
“Dead, dead?!”
Isaac is unbelievable!
This second-in-command is usually so cautious that few people in the organization have even seen him. He has multiple stand-ins, including himself. He will run away quickly when things go wrong, and he controls a huge organization...
Died here like this? !
Died so easily and absurdly? !
"Ahem, if you are killed, you will die. Everyone only has one chance to make a mistake in his life." Ji Xing coughed and got up from the ground: "I really can't dodge submachine gun bullets, but I can at least avoid the vital points and the big guns." Most bullets attack, but it seems...he does not have this level."
What about being the number two person and having a high position?
That won’t help him live even one second longer when he was shot in the forehead!
The muzzle of the black hole was pointed at Isaac.
Blood dyed half of Ji Xing's body red, and he felt a rare sense of weakness.
But if you add the two bullets left in the magazine...it shouldn't be a big problem!
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ˆ PS: (Today is the fifth anniversary of Er Yang’s writing. Five years have passed and I still haven’t been able to evolve into Si Yang, haha.
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