My lover is this organization

"The Eternally Burning Eye Master!?"

The four Vajras were collectively shocked, and the other three looked towards the bearded man who had just fired the shot, all with looks of surprise on their faces.

The bearded man’s mouth was so wide that he could fit a whole Hongyun bag in it.

Damn, that’s a legendary figure!

Someone once said this - if the Night Devil can kill three people in a bar with a "fxxking pencil", then the Everburning Eye Master can use it to kill a hundred or even a thousand people.

Of course, the premise is that the pencil doesn't die midway.

If it dies halfway, you can only replace it with another one, and then you will have two "fxxking pencils".

All in all, legends may be a little exaggerated, but when a person has his own legend, it already shows how powerful he is, especially when compared with the famous Night Devil.

But such a legendary figure was actually shot in the head by himself?

The bearded man was in total disbelief.

Snapped! Click!

Without warning, the slight sound of hard-soled boots stepping on broken glass rang out in the exhibition hall, sounding particularly harsh in the quiet environment.

The four Vajras raised their automatic rifles in an instant and went on guard in four different directions.

Santino's eyes regained clarity and he immediately realized that although the Everburning Eye Master was "dead", the crisis was not over because the Night Devil was still alive.

He and Ares exchanged glances and nodded to each other.

Santino took the lead and walked quickly towards the back door, while Ares followed quickly after communicating briefly with his four men in sign language.

The task of intercepting the Night Demon was handed over to the Four Vajras. It would be best if they could kill him here successfully. Even if they couldn't kill him, they could at least delay him enough time for their employer to hide in the Continental Hotel.

This may sound like a despicable act of treating people as cannon fodder, but in fact it is a fair and equal exchange.

In a sense, compared to ordinary people who live in the sun and appear to be law-abiding, these killers who live in the shadows and feed on blood are the ones who value integrity and the spirit of contract the most.

Therefore, none of the Four Heavenly Kings expressed any objection to this arrangement.

Without even any unnecessary communication, they spread out in the mirror house in a very well-trained manner. In order to avoid being noticed by the sound of their footsteps, they walked on surfaces without broken glass, and moved silently among the remaining intact mirrors in the exhibition hall.

The bearded man who had successfully shot the legendary Eternal Burning Eye Master in the head probably still felt a great sense of unreality about his impressive record. He did not disperse immediately like his other three teammates, but stayed beside Qin Wuque's "corpse", wanting to study this legendary figure carefully.

He actually thought so.

But when his eyes fell on the two hunting knives on Qin Wuque's waist, the bearded man's mentality quietly changed.

Previously, because the boss and the eldest sister were present, he didn't feel comfortable paying too much attention to his "trophies".

But now that I look closely, wow, he is indeed a legendary figure, extremely rich!

Although Big Beard himself does not have much interest in studying swords and his knowledge of cold weapons is limited to close combat with knives, it does not mean that he does not know what they are.

For example, these two hunting knives have almost identical shapes and are covered with gorgeous golden patterns.

He raised his head and looked around. After confirming that there was no one nearby, he couldn't help but smacked his lips. He reached out to take Dick Tudo and Augustus off Qin Wuque's waist and put them in his pocket.

But just as his fingertips were about to touch the blade, he suddenly shuddered, as if a wild animal's sense of danger was triggered.

The bearded man immediately stopped what he was doing, quickly raised his gun and looked around again, but still found nothing.

Illusion?

He frowned, thought about it, shook his head, put down the automatic rifle and prepared to continue.

But at this moment, the bearded man suddenly caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye that the "corpse" that should have fallen to the ground and was silent seemed to have quietly undergone some indescribable changes.

For example, those eyes...

He didn’t know if it was his illusion, but the bearded man always felt that the other person was “looking” at him.

Wait, when I shot this guy in the head just now, shouldn't he be looking towards the boss? Why is he turning around now?

A huge fear spread in the bearded man's mind, forcing him to raise his automatic rifle again, aim at the corpse on the ground and take two steps back.

The best way at this time is to fire another burst of bullets and kill him completely!

The bearded man thinks so.

But just as he was about to pull the trigger, because of the change in perspective, he suddenly saw a bright orange rifle bullet lying quietly on the floor behind Qin Wuque's head, with a little blood on it.

And this bullet was exactly the one that he had shot in the head earlier!

"This is not allowed..."

Before he could finish his words, he received a powerful blow from behind his head, his eyes went dark, and his consciousness completely disappeared.

Behind him, the "resurrected" Qin Wuque was holding the blood-stained statue and touching the back of his head with a grin.

"Eat shit~"

Chapter 144: Leader Qin's Wetness

I was careless, I can only say that I was careless...

In fact, even Qin Wuque himself felt so. It seemed that ever since he gained immortality, both his vigilance and his seriousness when facing the enemy had declined significantly.

After all, there's no way to die.

Otherwise, if it had been in Los Santos before, he would never have given these bastards the chance to get close and launch a sneak attack. I'm afraid that as soon as he stepped into the mirror house, he would have instantly appeared beside him and chopped him to pieces with his sword.

"It's so delicious. I can't go on like this." Qin Wuque whispered, touching the back of his head which was still aching.

At this time, the sound of fighting came from the door connecting the exhibition hall and the art gallery.

Most of the mirrors in the exhibition hall were destroyed by Qin Wuque, but some still remain, just like a smoke-filled battlefield after a fierce battle between two armies. Most of the bunkers made of sandbags may have been smashed to pieces, but there are still a few intact ones.

The elite killers of the Ares team advanced silently along these barely intact bunkers.

Their mission is to intercept the Night Demons who come to hunt down their employer. If possible, they will kill them directly. Even if that is not possible, they will delay them as much as possible to buy enough time for their boss to escape back to the mainland hotel.

Gin chose to leave immediately after hearing the gunshots. Because she did not hear any subsequent fighting sounds, she guessed that a certain dog head had played himself into trouble and was ambushed by the enemy.

Her subordinates were all being framed, so how could she, as the minister, just sit back and do nothing?

So, trombones – attack!

Apart from the moment when Qin Wuque brought him back to life and smashed his head, there are actually only three left of the Four Heavenly Kings of Ares Team. Facing two top killers and three ninjas who temporarily joined the team, Ares Team is completely at a disadvantage in terms of numbers.

However, actual combat is never determined by numbers.

Especially in a brightly lit indoor scene like the Soul Image Exhibition, it is a huge limitation for the ninjas who are used to sneaking into the night to hunt with sharp blades in hand. Moreover, in a mirror house with a maximum number of mirrors that is extremely brain-burning, their unfamiliarity with the terrain makes them face great risks even when they are three against one.

There is no way, the enemy has guns~

So overall, the winery team doesn't actually have much advantage.

But the good thing is... the Ares team acted separately, while the winery team advanced as a group.

So, the first unlucky guy appeared.

As time went by, the winery team soon advanced to a 34-degree corner of the mirror corridor. John Wick, relying on his bulletproof suit, walked in the first place to explore the way. He held the Glock tightly in his hand, with his elbow slightly retracted to further shorten the distance between the pistol and his face, and his line of sight was always aligned with the gun line.

But just as he was about to carefully peek around the corner to investigate, he saw a thick black gun barrel suddenly poking out from behind the corner, and holding up the handguard was a hairy European hand extending from the cuffs of a suit...

The Night Demon was also stunned. He didn't expect the enemy to be so stupid. The disadvantages of using automatic rifles in the narrow corners of indoor environments were fully exposed at this moment.

He simply raised his gun and opened fire, predicting the enemy's current position and shooting.

In an instant, the sound of a mirror shattering rang out again in the room, and two orange-yellow pistol bullets penetrated the mirror glass and successfully hit the enemy's shoulder.

The bullet penetrated the killer's shoulder with great kinetic energy, shattering his shoulder blade and pulling the whole person backwards.

"Ah!!!" The killer who was shot let out a terrible cry of pain.

It didn’t explode...

The Night Demon frowned slightly in his heart and was about to rush forward to clamp the gun barrel and shoot again.

Almost at the same time, the silver-haired beauty also took action.

However, compared to John Wick's tactical style, Gin's fighting style was more or less influenced by a certain dog head, and it seemed very simple and crude, completely belonging to the God of War style.

She raised her leg and kicked over the entire row of mirrors with great force, pinning the Ares team killer, who was originally "separated by a wall" from them, under the mirror. She stepped hard on the mirror with one foot to stop him from struggling, while firing continuously with the M1911 in her hand.

Dark red blood immediately spread out from under the mirror, and the struggle under the feet quickly calmed down.

"Get one."

After confirming that the enemy was completely dead, the silver-haired beauty raised the muzzle of the gun that was still emitting wisps of white smoke and spoke calmly, her tone highlighting a nonchalant tone.

"Nice shot..." John Wick nodded awkwardly.

To be honest, he didn't have much expectations for this silver-haired beauty before. It's not because he discriminates against women, but from a physiological perspective, women's physical fitness is generally inferior to men's, except for a few gifted women.

As a qualified killer, even if he chooses to be a professional sniper like one of his old friends, he still cannot avoid learning some close combat techniques.

You don't have to be too proficient, nor do you have to reach the pinnacle, but you must be comprehensive.

But women are naturally not as physically fit as men. As the saying goes, force can defeat skill. If the opponent can beat you up, what else can you use to fight him?

Therefore, among all the female killers with membership in mainland hotels, a considerable number of them are "succubus".

This is the only way. If you want to make a living and live longer, you have to do it this way.

But at this moment, this silver-haired beauty obviously does not belong to the category of "succubus"!

An organization where even female assassins are so fierce, an organization that can recruit the Eternal Burning Eye Master...

John Wick suddenly felt a little excited about the organization he was about to join.

"careful!"

Suddenly, a ninja apprentice yelled and threw the wakizashi in the opposite direction of Gin and the others.

At the point where the blade landed, another suited killer from the Ares team had already arrived at the sound of gunfire and was hiding behind a mirror screen, trying to raise his automatic rifle to shoot.

It's a pity that although the strength is there, the accuracy is a bit lacking.

The rotating wakizashi scraped past the killer's ear and, with a clear sound, cut deeply into the wall behind him.

"spread!"

Gin let out a loud roar upon seeing this, and rolled to the side cover first, while raising his gun and firing continuously to suppress the enemy.

But at the same time, behind the screen not far to her right, the third killer from the Ares team quietly appeared and aimed his gun at her.

The silver-haired beauty also discovered the other party, and she couldn't help but feel anxious. Her position was very bad, it was exactly the intersection of the horizontal and vertical corners. That was to say, no matter which one she dodged, she would expose herself to the gun of the other person.

Damn...

Gin's heart skipped a beat.

Just when she was planning to trade injuries for injuries and get rid of the killer on the right first, even if it meant getting shot twice, a familiar figure appeared silently and without warning behind and above the latter.

The man seemed to appear out of thin air, with the hunting knife raised in his hand. The hem of his inky executive windbreaker was lifted up because of the brief suspension in the air, and the golden eyes under the funny yellow cat-head mask were as hot as magma.

He chopped off the killer's head with a flying blow, then forced a turn in mid-air, swung the sharp blades and threw the two knives in his hands violently diagonally, and then the whole person disappeared again out of thin air on the spot.

The same action, familiar operation, but led to different results.

Two hunting knives covered with golden patterns tore through the air and flew out in parallel. The whistling sound of breaking through the air swept through the entire exhibition hall. They attacked like the scythe of the god of death, easily cutting the last surviving killer of the Ares team in the exhibition hall into three pieces, and then continued to fly forward.

But there was no sound of the two swords falling to the ground, as someone grabbed them before they hit the ground.

Qin Wuque held the sharp blade in both hands and completed the blood vibration, his back straight, like a divine sword drawn from its sheath.

Everyone was shocked by this sudden change.

The silver-haired beauty stared blankly at the familiar figure, and suddenly had an indescribable feeling.

She could feel that something seemed to have changed in Qin Wuque, but she couldn't tell what the change was.

It was as if... I was back to the feeling I had when they first met.

Sharp and deadly.

In a trance, the silver-haired beauty felt herself wet.

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Ah~ This chapter was written too slowly, the second update will probably be a little later.