C195 Each side seeks the other, and the game wins the game

The individual shooting champion of the First Division Martial Competition. This is what you call a 'not bad'? If what the man said was true, then he was a proper Sharpshooter. If he stayed in the army, how could he get himself a special combat unit member or shooting instructor?

"Are you showing me your sense of superiority!" Under the illumination of the car lights, I asked dispiritedly. The man shook his head and said, "I'm telling you this because I'm telling you that you're already dead."

"What do you mean?" I looked at the black muzzle of the gun and thought about something disgraceful. I wished now that the gun in his hand was a bad quality and that the gun would suddenly fire from behind.

"Because personal results are also part of the rules. Now that I've told you about it, I have to kill you. Otherwise, the one who's going to suffer will be me. That is to say, tonight, either you die or I live. " The man spoke blandly. When he talked about killing me, it was as if he was about to crush an ant. His emotions were completely unaffected.

"Why not both of us alive? "Don't shoot, I swear, I definitely won't tell the third person about the thing you told me tonight. This way, you won't be in trouble, we can both live happily in this world, what do you think?"

"Impossible!" The man grinned. He shook his head decisively. There was no trace of hesitation in his eyes. I know that these words of mine can hardly cause any waves in his heart, but I am still trying my best to do everything I can for nothing but to stall for time. But this arm, it really hurts.

"Why is that impossible? I wonder if you have ever heard of an advertisement for a famous brand. That guy, that advertisement slogan is very domineering. Anything is possible." "I looked at the man with my eyes wide open, trying to make him see the sincerity in them." Moreover, if you violate the rules of secrecy, there will be trouble. Then, even if you kill me, there will definitely be no small amount of trouble. Where are the murderers? When the time comes, won't the police be hunting you all over the world? If they catch you, they not only have to go to jail, but they also have to bang, and eat guns. "

"As long as it doesn't attract the attention of the military intelligence department, these are not a problem." The man laughed again, very happily. In his eyes, the police department was nothing compared to the military intelligence department.

"Then let's change the topic. Bro, have you killed anyone before? I've heard that the first time you kill someone, you feel terrible yourself. " I asked despite knowing the answer. The murderous intent in the eyes of the man in black and the faintly discernible murderous aura on his body all proved that he had more than one life in his hands.

Sure enough, the look in the man's eyes slowly turned into one of disdain. He said, "You can't even count the number of people I personally executed the execution. What do you think? Furthermore, little fellow, I have also made a lot of extra money in the world of assassins these few years. Do you know anything about the Solitary Falcon? That's my identity in the world of assassins. "

"Wah!" Are you the famous Senior Solitary Falcon? I've heard of you before. I'm a loyal fan of yours, and I've even collected all the murder cases. It's an amazing artistic process. Perhaps you don't know, my dream since I was young was to be a killer, but my heart is too soft, I don't even kill a chicken … "Senior Gu Ying, since I am your loyal fan, why don't you accept me as your disciple? This way, you can consider yourself as having a successor. What do you think?" I talked nonsense, and my hand finally touched the thing that I loved the most in the day.

"You want to be my disciple?" The black clothed man burst into unbridled laughter. Then, his soft voice abruptly stopped as he said, "Alright! Now, kneel down and kowtow three times for me. Do a ceremony of taking you in as your disciple. I will also have no problem taking you in as my disciple."

"Really? You are willing to accept me as your disciple? "In the future, I will definitely follow by your side, and lead the horse in the saddle, risking my life and going all out. If you let me climb the mountain, I will definitely not be in the frying pan, I …" I opened my mouth wide and flapped my hands like I didn't need any money. It would be one point for him to distract the guy in front of him.

The black clothed man said sinisterly: "You still have three senior brothers ahead of you, do you want to meet them? They are quite famous in the world of assassins. "

I had a bad premonition, but I braced myself and said, "Is it right? We definitely have to meet. But Master, do you think that we should prepare some gifts for those seniors when we meet for the first time? What gift do you think I should choose?"

"There's no need for gifts. In any case, they won't need it. Your three seniors were all killed by me. You can go down and see them. The four brothers can also get together at the mahjong table. You don't need to be so lonely."

F * ck! This bastard is playing with me. Even though I had a bad premonition about this, I couldn't help but curse when I heard the man in black say something so shameless. It isn't a good habit to play around with someone like that; it's something that I'm going to be struck by lightning.

My hand was already tightly holding onto the snuff bottle. I invisibly moved my arm forward once again. Waves of intense pain caused my head to continuously break out in cold sweat. It took a lot of perseverance not to scream out loud.

"Master, you must be joking." I grinned, a smile that was worse than crying. He had killed his own three disciples. Damn it, he had to face the devil today. How could he have met such a monster?

"Are you joking? "Are you joking? You'll know soon enough." The man swung his gun and said, "Good disciple, master will give you a chance. Obediently hand over the inner strength skill you learned to master, and master will shoot you in the head and give you a quick death." Just like this, you won't be able to enjoy the unique punishment that I've developed. Tsk tsk, what a pity. "

"Then Master, what if your disciple doesn't give it to you?" When my hand moved in front of me, I was slightly more confident.

"That good disciple of yours, I won't kill you in a single shot. Your master will try his best to use bullets to open a few more small holes in your body so that you can have a taste of fear. Also, your disciples, your family, your parents, your grandparents, your little girlfriend Bai Qiangwei, I will think of ways to kill them all so that they can reunite with you. What do you think about this suggestion? " This black clothed man was not particular about it at all, he actually started to have ideas on the Longevity Fist on me, and his methods are so shameless, he even fed me the honor of a soldier. This guy is definitely the scum of a soldier, the scum of a human.

"Heh, Master, you must be joking. Do you dare to touch Bai Qiangwei? If you really touch sher, wouldn't the Bai Clan search the ground and find you? If that happens, even if it's Shi Shenshan, he won't be able to protect you. "

"This is not something you should worry about. Since I can say it, I can definitely do it. How is it, good disciple? If you hand it over, you'll die happily. If you don't, you'll have to slowly die while implicating your friends and family. Why do you think this must be so painful? " The man in black waved the gun at me and said, "Choose for yourself. I'll give you five seconds."

"Five!" The man seemed to want to touch his other hand, but the pain made him grimace in pain as his hand made a few movements. He simply dropped the arm to the ground and ignored it.

"Four!"

"Three!"

"Two …" The man in black started to get ready to shoot, and I had no doubt that he would.

"Wait!" "Stop counting!" I shouted at him that there was really no point in counting like this, that if I had to say yes, it would only make his aura stronger and stronger, and that wouldn't do much good for what I was about to do.

"What is it? You've thought it through? That's right, now obediently hand over the training method to me. " The man in black grinned. He seemed to like the look of despair and longing for life before he died, but it was probably a pity that he didn't find the expression he wanted on my face.

"Master, that method." I felt a little confident and continued to stall for time, waiting for my arm to recover some strength, as long as it could make me throw out the snuff bottle in my hand. At the same time, I was praying that this bastard wouldn't trick me, that he really was a sharpshooter, or all of my efforts would go down the drain.

"Are you trying to tell me I'm not with you?" The man shook his head. This kind of clumsy method is useless to me. Although I don't understand inner strength, it doesn't mean that I don't know anything about those things. "Good disciple, you will never be able to imagine the world that your master is in. So, obediently write down the secrets of the mental cultivation method and report it to the Lord of Cui Palace."

"Ugh …" A trick to the mental cultivation method? I was stunned for a moment, it seems like the Longevity Fist, this sort of thing, really did not come out from my body with any inner strength, because the Longevity Fist manual that the old man from Green Pine Temple gave me was just a few difficult postures. Forget about mental cultivation methods, I don't even have a single punctuation mark on Chinese characters, how can I find it for you?

However, this wasn't difficult for me. I thought that this guy must have been someone who didn't read books with much culture, so I quickly recalled something from a novel.

"Master, my hand is unable to move, my mental cultivation method is very short, I'll recite it for you, remember it."

"Speak!" The man in black's ears actually moved, and I saw his ears twitch.

"Listen carefully …" My heart is clear as ice, and the sky is falling, so I am not surprised. " The first sentence of the Ice Heart Sutra, passed down by the ancestors of Nie Feng, is often used by me to calm my mind.

"Heart as clear as ice, the sky will not collapse in fear." The man in black repeated, "Continue!"

"Ugh …" "What are you continuing to say, just this one sentence." I only remember this one sentence. Even if I wanted to make it up, I didn't have any idea how to do it.

"Just one sentence?" "The black clothed man first said in confusion, before becoming furious." "Go and die!"

"You go die first!" "Seeing that he was about to open fire, I took out the snuff bottle from my pocket and threw it at him while praying in my heart." "Old lady, he was the one who broke it, not me. There's a debt to each of us, we have to find him."

The man hadn't lied. He was a sharpshooter, so the snuff bottle he'd thrown at him had been shattered in the air. Looking at the broken snuff bottle, I grinned.