death of hope

"Run away! Tetsuya-kun!"

I feel it now……

There are many more killers!

leave me alone……

I already……"

Halfway through speaking, the light in Yuna Jinguji's eyes dimmed.

The energy flow surrounding the long golden hair also disappeared.

She was still unable to control such powerful spiritual energy, her body was exhausted, she lost consciousness, and collapsed.

Che also hurriedly supported him:

"Yuna! Miss Yuuna!"

There was no reaction. Tooru was frightened and put his fingers close to his nostrils.

Feeling a weak breath, he breathed a sigh of relief;

"God bless her, she is still alive...she must be sent to the hospital as soon as possible..."

Tetsuya picked up Yuna and was about to go out anxiously. Suddenly,

Gunshots, curses, and wailing sounds were heard from far down the corridor, and there was a fierce exchange of fire in the restaurant lobby.

“And there’s a killer?!

Am I being surrounded...what should I do? ! "

·

I had no choice but to let go of Yuna,

Put the hardcover copy of "One Hundred Years of Solitude" as a pillow and lay her down;

(Miss Yuna, even when she fainted, she looked so beautiful...

Why? This is? )

When he brushed away the messy hair on Yuna's forehead, Toru also noticed something strange.

A few long blond hairs turned pure white;

(What's going on? Yuna never dyes her hair. Is it because... she overuses her powers?

Miss Yuna risked her life to save me...

But I cowered there in fear...

I'm still...what a man!

I can no longer hide behind her and be protected by her...

Gotta cheer up...

fighting……)

·

A rush of hot blood rushed to the top of my head,

He chose not to escape anymore,

Yamato Tetsuya kicked away the body of the dwarf killer "Three Inch Nails" and picked up the Walter silent pistol. The silencer was slightly deformed by the fall, so he unscrewed it and threw it away.

Check the safety switch, remove the magazine, check the remaining ammunition, it is full.

These firearms knowledge were all taught to him by Uncle Deng when he went to the shooting range a few years ago.

Now, what he faced was no longer a target paper with rings printed on it.

But the brutal killer who planned to kill him,

The target paper will not fight back, but the person will...

·

Che also suddenly remembered what Uncle Deng said to him at the shooting range:

"Tetsuya, your marksmanship is good and your shots are quite accurate, but this is not enough.

Killing a breathing human being is not as easy as a cook killing a cow or a sheep!

Most ordinary people cannot overcome this psychological barrier.

They are unable to make up their mind to pull the trigger and are afraid to bear the guilt of taking human lives.

However, some people are different,

This kind of people are born to be in the Taoist world.

Their blood is engraved with the genes of bravery and cruelty.

Even if it is their first time to hold a gun, this kind of person can smash other people's Tianling Gaier without hesitation.

Like your father, the hero of the mountain,

At the age of fifteen, he killed local gangsters in several neighborhoods and became a hard-core ruthless man famous in New Sapporo.

Gather a group of like-minded brothers, including you, Uncle Deng and me,

Step by step, relying on thunderous means,

Become the youngest boss of the Mountain King Club! "

·

Uncle Deng’s words from back then are still in my ears.

Tetsuya thought to himself:

(what about me?

Did you inherit your father's talent?

Do I... have the courage and ability to inherit the family business...)

When he thought of this problem, Yamama Tetsuya's expression completely changed.

He will give the answer with action:

·

The sound of the gunfight is getting closer and closer,

Someone is coming,

Hunters are looking for prey.

When the footsteps become heavier and heavier, getting closer and closer,

Yamato Tetsuya ducked and leaned out halfway,

Yes, he was sure he had talent,

The shooting skills I practiced at the shooting range many years ago have not been wasted because I haven’t touched a gun for a long time.

His gaze, mechanical sights, and shooting target formed a straight line in an instant;

As Uncle Deng said,

He hit very accurately,

and,

He dared to pull the trigger.