The forum wrote the Shura field script for the real wine

Gin looked vigilantly at Akira Sakurai's outstretched hand, and he silently asked him why he fell down.

Akira Sakurai still stretched out his hand, he could clearly see Gin's eyes hidden under the goggles, those eyes were cold and clear, with misty confusion, like the snow scene at the end of the snow field, holy and pure secret.

These are not Gin's eyes, but the glass beads that reflect Kurosawa's heart.

When Gin was bumped into by someone, he would definitely be suspicious of the first person he saw.

And Kurosawa will not, he has not yet fallen into the deepest darkness of the world, he has ordinary people's thinking and logic, and will not be so persistent that he feels that everyone cannot be trusted.

Gin Jiu ignored Sakurai Akira's hand, he stood up and said coldly: "What happened just now? You are behind me, did you see who deliberately bumped into me?"

Akira Sakurai withdrew his hand, and he suddenly smiled, but the smile was fleeting.

After Qin Jiu finished asking this sentence, his eyes became as cold as a bloody blade.

[The personality switches to the main personality. 】

Akira Sakurai's voice was calm, and he replied truthfully: "A beginner skier, he seemed to think that you skied well, so he rushed down suddenly. When I was about to rush over, you were hit by him."

Akira Sakurai raised his head, his eyes steady and serious.

Gin's questioning penetrated the eyes and formed a physical spur on Akira Sakurai.

As expected, Akira Sakurai turned and pointed to one side: "It's the one who fell over there."

Gin turned his head and looked over, the man turned a corner instantly after bumping into Gin, and fell down himself.

Qin Jiu's vigilance eased slightly, and then frost condensed around his body again, with a raging murderous aura.

Akira Sakurai followed Gin and slid down.

The wind and snow were flying, and in those brief moments, the appearance of Kurosawa Jin outlined an outline in Akira Sakurai's mind.

There are continuous mountains under the snow field, and there is a wooden house for guards.

According to the information they obtained, the absconding undercover had appeared here a few hours ago. He was seriously injured, and his leg was injured.

In this cold snow field, he will definitely not be able to go out before dark with his injuries, so he will most likely hide in a sheltered place to recuperate.

Akira Sakurai carefully observed the snow covered with layers of snow, maybe he could find the remaining blood.

And Gin had already approached the wooden house. The inside of the wooden house was pitch black, dilapidated and desolate, and it should have been scrapped for a long time.

There was a rusty lock hanging on the dilapidated wooden house, and Gin reached out and turned it a few times before he opened the lock.

Qin Jiu sneered, his eyes staring at the door of the wooden house seemed to be able to penetrate in and kill the people hiding inside with one blow.

Akira Sakurai narrowed his eyes, he saw a little red trace in the snow under his feet.

Immediately after he looked up, Gin had already pushed the wooden door open, and what came out of the pavement was the smell of decay and a strong smell of blood.

And there was a roar from the wooden house, and Gin's figure had already entered the wooden house.

Akira Sakurai was startled and rushed over quickly.

A muffled gunshot exploded in his ear, and Akira Sakurai could clearly see the dark wooden house. There were several beasts lying in the depths of the house, and the masked hunter squatting beside him had already raised his gun.

Gin, who was standing halfway in the darkness, was also holding a gun.

Gunshots echoed in my ears, and dust danced in the light.

The masked hunter was shot and fell, lying on top of the carcass of the beast he had poached.

Gin's face was fierce and gloomy, and the hunter's bullet pierced his leg.

Akira Sakurai didn't care about the hunter who was accidentally killed by Gin, he quickly squatted down to check Gin's injury.

□□ has a large caliber, and shooting at close range can directly penetrate muscle tissue and crush bones.

Akira Sakurai tore off Gin's blood-soaked trouser legs. They didn't wear professional ski suits for the convenience of movement, so a thin layer of clothing was better than nothing in the face of an attack.

Fortunately, it wasn't a penetrating wound, but Gin Jiu's calf was also cut off by the bullet, and the blood was dripping in a blur.

But Gin didn't say a word, he waved Sakurai Akira away condescendingly: "Who allowed you to tear my pants?"

Akira Sakurai deftly turned his head to avoid Gin's annoying hands, he quickly took off his shirt, and tied it tightly to Gin's wound.

"Boss, you're injured, I'm helping you with the wound." Sakurai Akira said, tightening the knot on his hand.

Gin, who was suppressing the pain, couldn't help but hum.

Akira Sakurai could see that Gin's injured leg was trembling slightly, while the other leg hidden under the straight trouser leg stood firm and firm.

And Sakurai Akira bandaged the wound, still squatting and staring at Gin's calf.

The legs exposed to the air after the trousers were torn open were smooth, straight and slender.Because it is winter, the skin color is whiter than ever.

Now bloody, injured and trembling slightly, it has become a different kind of landscape.

Gin Jiu noticed that Akira Sakurai kept his eyes on his lap, and he growled, "Get lost."

Sakurai Akira heard the low growl from his throat, he raised his eyebrows and smiled, and withdrew his undisguised covetous gaze.

Sakurai Ming paused, and he turned his gaze to the hunter who was shot by Gin. He started to have a headache, and he turned his head and asked Gin: "Boss, this hunter..."

As a result, his eyes caught a glimpse of a figure walking towards him in the distance.

Akira Sakurai got up in an instant, and he carefully closed the door of the wooden house. Fortunately, the door of the wooden house was a blind spot in the direction of the visitor.

"Someone is coming this way." Akira Sakurai lowered his voice and told Gin who was about to turn his head.

Gin's face was cold and calm, and Akira Sakurai saw him clenched the gun in his hand.

Akira Sakurai stopped the hand who was about to load the gin in an instant. He lowered his voice and shook his head: "They may not find this place."

Qin Jiu snorted coldly, and then the voice of someone coming suddenly approached his ears.

Sakurai Akira was startled, he blocked the door in front of Qin Jiu, and stared at the door vigilantly.

The voice sounded from just one door away, and Akira Sakurai's heart sank to the bottom.

How would they handle the situation if these unexpected visitors pushed through the door?

The voice outside the door fluctuated from high to low, Sakurai Akira was taken aback, he heard that it should be a couple arguing, the content of the quarrel was plain and unusual.

Gin's eyes fell like a cold light, and Akira Sakurai felt a slight chill on the back of his neck, probably because he was stared at by Gin for a while.

[The character is seriously injured, the main personality is in a weak state, and will soon switch to a subsidiary personality. 】

Sakurai Akira's eyes lit up, but the sudden change made his eyes darken suddenly.

The young couple quarreled and rushed over to push open the door of the wooden house.

Akira Sakurai's nerves tightened. He protected Gin backwards, but suddenly felt that the atmosphere on Gin had changed a lot, so now the person in Gin's body should be Kurosawa Jin's personality.

If Kurosawa faced such an unexpected situation, what should he do?

In an instant, the door was pushed open.

The light from the crack of the door broke into the dark wooden house, Akira Sakurai subconsciously protected Gin, but Gin put his hand on his shoulder.

Akira Sakurai was stunned for a moment, and Qin Jiu suddenly said, "Squat down."

Yes, if the door was pushed open, this ordinary little couple would definitely be scared out of their wits by the bloody scene inside. When they went to the police and the administrator, Akira Sakurai and Gin could take advantage of this to escape.

Sakurai obeyed the order and squatted down, but Gin didn't hide his figure as he thought, but grabbed something and threw it over.

In the dark silence, something fell down inexplicably, and the weirdness and horror emerged spontaneously.

"I've said it all! Can you not be discouraged by the public facilities when you quarrel with me? What kind of door are you kicking! Ah, ah, ghost! It's all your fault! You've made all the ghosts come out!"

Immediately, the young couple fled in frustration and fear.

The atmosphere relaxed a bit, Sakurai Akira let out a breath of white air, and he turned to look at Gin.

But Gin's face was pale, his lips were colorless, and his entire face was full of pain that Akira Sakurai had never seen before.

A cold-blooded person like Qin Jiu actually exposed his pain?

But Akira Sakurai knew that this was Kurosawa Jin.

Kurosawa Jin's hair was soaked in dense sweat, and the silver hair stuck to his slightly closed eyes, and there was a faint panting sound of suppressed pain from the thin lips that were parted and closed.

The injured leg trembled violently, and he leaned against the wall, using his last strength to force himself to continue standing.

Akira Sakurai's heart skipped a beat, he had never seen gin so fragile and fragile.

The Kurosawa formation had reached the end of its strength, and Akira Sakurai rushed over to catch him.

Sakurai held Kurosawa Jin's body with his hands, and Kurosawa Jin hung his head on Sakurai Akira's shoulder.

While Sakurai Akira felt flustered, he also felt a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere emanating from the weak Kurosawa Jin at the moment.

Kurosawa fell into a brief coma, and Akira Sakurai supported him to lie down, trying not to touch the wound.

And when Akira Sakurai walked towards the hunter who was killed by gin, there was a voice behind him.

Akira Sakurai turned his head, but there was no system sound in his mind, indicating that it was still Kurosawa Zhen at this moment.

If you listen carefully, Kurosawa Jin's voice is colder than gin.But it is obvious that Kurosawa Zhen does not have the sharp-edged danger and fierceness of Gin.

He is dark and cold, but it is not a flame, but a cold pool.

Gin has experienced many years of life in purgatory. He is a cold flame that can easily burn everything up.

And Kurosawa is still a pool of water in the cave, but Akira Sakurai doesn't know whether it is stagnant water or living water.

"Take off that hunter's mask."

What Kurosawa Jin said was an order, but in Sakurai Akira's ears, it was a persuasive guidance.

When Akira Sakurai took off the hunter's mask, he already had the answer in his heart.

The real face of the hunter under the mask turned out to be the undercover agent they were tracking.

Akira Sakurai got up, searched in the wooden house, and found the real hunter, and the real hunter has now become a corpse.

Gin's insight is really terrifying to the extreme.

Akira Sakurai came to Kurosawa Jin, and Kurosawa Jin was lying in the wooden house with his eyes slightly closed.

Akira Sakurai gently stroked Kurosawa Jin's long silver hair with his hands, and he took off his down jacket and covered Kurosawa Jin.

Kurosawa Jin didn't move at all, but Sakurai knew he was awake.

However, this unresponsive reaction was more interesting than Gin's obvious disgust and alienation towards him.

If it was gin, Ken would not continue to pretend to be asleep, but directly threatened him coldly, telling him to take off his clothes, and telling him to hurry up and get down to business.

Sakurai Akira spoke to Kurosawa Jin, just like he usually treats Gin, with respect for his superiors and seriousness in performing tasks.

"I'm notifying Vodka now, and tell him to come here to pick us up."

Kurosawa Jin acquiesced.

At this moment, the sky had already darkened, Sakurai Akira looked outside the door of the wooden house, and the white snow between the sky and the earth reflected the faint light, which appeared extraordinarily bright and penetrating.

And when Vodka arrived, this was what he saw.

Akira Sakurai walked on the ground with Gin's head resting on top of him.

Akira Sakurai was only wearing a sweater, and the down jacket he took off covered Gin's injured leg, protecting him from the cold wind.

With his eyes closed, Gin seemed to be in a deep and steady sleep, and his face was as peaceful as if he had fallen asleep listening to soothing music while lying on a soft bed.

What shocked Vodka the most was that both Akira Sakurai's hands and Gin's hands were covered by the down jacket.

The warmth under the down jacket, will the two hands hold each other because of the heat transfer?

Vodka was so shocked that his sunglasses almost slipped off the bridge of his nose, he wanted to shout, "Brother, I'm here..."

But Sakurai Akira stopped him and kept silent.

Akira Sakurai looked up at the vodka, and he smiled slightly: "Don't wake him up, let him sleep for a while."