A natural top killer.
This was the first impression of this young man. Such an astonishing appearance could not be noticed immediately among the crowd. However, after the momentum exploded, it was intimidating.
Just standing there quietly is dangerous enough to easily trigger other people's defense mechanisms.
Lian Ye blinked and finally raised his head in anticipation of such a scene. With [Dark Temperament (SSR)] fully activated, he slowly scanned everyone present, including the people and terrorists, with his eyes.
Very good, the first step is to calm down.
He rubbed his fingertips over the concave and convex lines on the gun handle, then raised his hand and shot a terrorist in the leg.
The silver-haired young man sighed softly:
"Ah, are you all so disobedient now?"
"I wasn't even there, so you started the operation without obeying the command, and added so many scenes without permission?"
If this were normal, the leader would have roared fiercely: Oh, what's more drama than drama? The silver-haired kid looks like an old god, who is he pretending to be and trying to scare? !
Of course, even so, he wouldn't shoot.
They are not real terrorists. They dare not shoot until the critical moment. What they rely on is the large number of people and the bombs they carry.
Their purpose is not to take human life or take revenge on society, so the leader will only punch hard, kick, kick and insult, so that this person can no longer pretend to be in front of him.
But at this moment, when he faced those blue and silent eyes that were like the sea, he felt that he was afraid just looking at them, as if he would be swallowed up by the sea in the next second.
My throat seemed to be strangled by invisible hands, and I couldn't spit out a word.
Everyone present realized——
This guy dares to kill someone!
The young man tilted his head, with a trace of doubt on his baby face. The gun in his hand was still spinning with his fingertips, and he asked in a slow voice: "Why do you look so surprised? Aren't you the ones sent here to use me?"
The terrorists just wanted to deny it, and then sent the evil spirit away so that they could carry out their next plan step by step.
The next second, a faint voice was heard, "Then kill them all. I don't like the model of the bomb. Now they are not even mine. This time is really meaningless."
The young man's face was expressionless, and he seemed to be a little sulky.
Just because, because the bomb is not the model he likes? !
"Don't get excited!"
The young man became even more confused, "Huh?"
"We are indeed the people sent to you." It is clear that he is carrying a bomb and has threatened the entire Tokyo, but the terrorist's scalp is about to explode.
What type of terrorist is this?
They have been wandering around this place at night for so many years, and finally they were unlucky enough to meet a real terrorist?
We must be steady and steady, and the whole army cannot be annihilated.
It's not about boosting others' momentum and destroying one's own prestige, but rather realistically formulating temporary plans to ensure safety at least.
"Ah? Really?" The young man asked again in surprise, but he believed it without hesitation, "Then what mission did you receive? They only said that they would transfer me here to help, but they didn't say what specific tasks they would do. ah."
The terrorist breathed out a deep breath, and immediately realized that this was an opportunity, and was overjoyed, "Then... let's talk first?"
I don’t know which organization it is from, but it’s easy to deceive at first glance!
Just in time to take advantage of it!
