At night, the silver-white hair shimmered with cold light under the moonlight, and a figure walked in the house like a ghost, and the heavy shadows of the trees melted into his pure black shadow.
At the blind spot, he tapped his toes and climbed out of the house vigorously.
The sound of slight footsteps immediately sounded in the alley outside the wall. Dirty water splashed up as they stepped on the muddy road, but the owner of the boots continued walking indifferently.
On the street, people carried violin cases and ran away from the cameras all night long. Young people without umbrellas ran around in the rain. People passing by would only imagine the image of a lovelorn boy.
Around a corner, he disappeared into the intersection.
Just using a back figure whose face can't be seen clearly has left people with endless reverie, but when you think about it carefully, you don't know his appearance clearly.
Arriving at the top of the rooftop, he held up an umbrella overnight and carefully protected his gun. Holding a colorful lollipop in his mouth, he carefully adjusted the sensitivity of the sniper rifle with both hands.
Working overtime alone in the middle of the night, without receiving any commission on wages, this level of misery is simply unprecedented, scarier than 996 or 007. In the past, there was still a gin and vodka who would work together.
Now, keep walking in the rain.
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It's not that he doesn't want to invite Gin, it's just that he was ruthlessly rejected by the winery model worker, saying that anyone who can't even accomplish this is a complete waste.
It's a very simple way to provoke a general, but my fists are hardened all night long, and I just can't help but jump into the pit. I want to be a strong Chinese man in my life!
[Okay then, Gin-san, please take a good look at how handsome Brandy-sama is! ——Brandy]
Gin could no longer read back the sentence he sent.
Lian Ye could already imagine the look on Gin's face when he glanced at this message and sneered while holding a cigarette in his mouth. On the surface, he looked uncaring, but in his heart, he might want to secretly pay a little attention to it.
——Look what Brandy is doing again.
After adjusting the sniper rifle, they aimed at the bodyguards in Kurosawa's house overnight. Because the big boss paid too much money, they stayed up at night to protect their employer Karasuma. They probably fell into the category of 007 these days.
It's a pity that they got the wrong order after all. The money given by the employer was indeed quite high, but they couldn't believe it.
In the next second, he calculated the wind speed and the impact of the environment overnight. After blasting one head with one shot, he quickly aimed at the next one while the iron was hot. In an instant, he pulled the trigger again and fired the bullet.
From a distance of several hundred yards, he could predict everyone's movements almost instantly, and every shot hit the brain, leaving no one with a chance to escape.
At this moment, he felt that he had become extremely calm.
He has never turned on the system's [on-hook mode], it all depends on the hard power he has developed in these days.
There were a bit too many targets, so he waited patiently all night long, knowing very well that everyone in the house had called the police. The police were probably on their way, but it was definitely difficult to find his location.
Because tonight is not really a good sniping day.
Poor weather not only affects the sniper's judgment, but also interferes with the police's ability to locate his location to a certain extent.
Therefore, we can continue to snipe overnight. According to the plan he listed, everything will be cleared up tonight. No one will doubt the owner of the house, and no one will have any unreasonable suspicion that he did it, right?
He wouldn't do it himself with a knife, it would be easy for him to leave clues.
