When Gin loses the nether filter

On November 11th, in late autumn, the cold wind blows the fallen leaves all over the sky.

There are few high-rise buildings in Japan, and most of them are single-family villas or low-rise apartment buildings with two or three floors.

So for killers who are used to sniping from high places, it is not easy to find a suitable sniping location.

"okay."

The young man sitting in the co-pilot spoke in a hoarse voice: "Just stop here."

The driver was a strong man wearing sunglasses. He looked simple and honest, but because of his attire and temperament, he looked much more aggressive.

He stopped the car steadily and asked in a low voice, "Brother, are you going up alone?"

"Ah."

The young man responded lightly, and the brim of his pitch-black hat was pulled down so low that it almost completely covered the upper half of his face.

He didn't seem to be a talkative person, so he answered briefly: "The goals of the two of you are too big."

After finishing speaking, he opened the car door, and before leaving, he picked up the black piano case on the back seat.

Naturally, there will be no ordinary guitar or bass in the piano case.

Carrying a piano case on his back, with his face hidden under the brim of his hat and the collar of his turned up coat, he walked into the opposite apartment building without haste.

He was dressed in a pitch-black overcoat, and his waist-length silver hair swayed gently with his steps. This was eye-catching enough for most of the Japanese citizens with black hair and ordinary clothes, but few people on the street noticed him.

The young almighty killer headed straight to the rooftop of the apartment with a mission like no one's land.

Wait for him to set up the sniper rifle on the edge of the roof and see the distant scene through the lens.

In the narrow lens, circles and circles of people are surrounded by the downstairs of the apartment in the distance, all of whom are expelled from the apartment by the bright yellow isolation tape pulled up by the police.

The killer didn't know what happened there, he only knew that his sniper target was mixed among the onlookers.

He is the top killer in the organization, no one is qualified to order him except the organization boss.

This time the mission took place in the area under his jurisdiction. The cause was that a group of bombers put their hands into the munitions materials belonging to the organization, and the carelessness of the members of the organization who managed the munitions really allowed the group to succeed.

This incident has seriously damaged the reputation of the organization in the underground forces. The members of the organization responsible for the arms have been punished, and he, who is in charge of this area, has the obligation to clean up.

The boss asked him to carry out the assassination in a blatant and bold way, so as to re-deter the small forces in the other world that are about to move.

This is not a difficult task for the killer. It took him less than 2 minutes to lock the target person from the dense crowd.

Even if the target is well covered, it cannot escape the eagle eye of the [-]-yard sniper.

The crowd of onlookers in the distance had already begun to commotion, and the killer even saw the police officers getting agitated from the camera.

what happened?

Tsk, it has nothing to do with him.

Within [-] yards, he doesn't need to consider other factors to snipe the target, he can almost completely ignore the influence of wind speed, absolutely instant kill.

The killer was counting down in his heart, his eyes were calm and sharp.

3,

2,

1.

"boom--!"

As soon as a bullet was fired, he didn't look at the result, and started to pack the sniper rifle and piano case without hesitation.

The wind on the roof was noisy, and a strong wind came from nowhere and fell on him suddenly, and even knocked his hat off.

The pitch-black top hat drew an arc in the air, and it was not known which corner it was rolled into.

And the killer's face was revealed unexpectedly.

The bridge of the nose is very straight, the lips are thin, the facial features are sharp and angular, and the skin is not as white as Asians.

The most attractive thing is the pair of eyes, the eyelashes are straight and horizontal, and the lower eyelids are extended upwards, making the end of the eyes obviously raised, like a sharp knife slashing cleanly.

The dark green of the pupils penetrated from the depths to the outer contours, and the characteristics of mixed blood were too obvious.

This kind of eyes is reminiscent of a lone wolf in the wilderness, looking lonely and difficult to get along with.

But it does look good too.

His eyes subconsciously moved with the flying top hat, and the next moment he frowned, raised his hand and pulled the collar, lowered his eyes, turned and left the rooftop.

This is the topkiller of the black organization, a 25-year-old all-round killer, and the ordinary daily life of the top organization code-named "Gin".

However, when he turned around and was about to leave the rooftop, something completely extraordinary happened suddenly.

[Wow wow wow!Is the first episode of the remake coming out?This speed!move! 】

[Sinicization team is awesome!Wait, this ominous date...]

[Holy shit, this is not the day when the qwq old thief swallowed the blade! 】

Gin stopped in his tracks. He stared at the words that suddenly appeared in the air, suspecting that he was hallucinating.

Could it be that the task has been too intense recently and the rest is not enough?

The man frowned.

Three missions a day is not too much, and I didn't travel far.

Isn't five hours of sleep enough for adults?

Mr. Killer, who has experienced many battles, did not stop. A qualified sniper should not stay in place for a long time after finishing shooting.

Bearing these words, he quickly went downstairs and returned to the parked Porsche opposite.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, master Qin! ! ! !It's Master Qin! ! ! ! (Crazy chicken crowing)]

[I rely on it!Master Qin actually came to redeem the police academy team, woo woo woo, the old thief has a big conscience! 】

[Wait, is this Hongqin!It must be Hongqin, right?Only Hongqin can carry a big sniper [-] yards to kill and save Hagi, right! 】

【WoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooSo handsome! !So handsome that my bitter tea seeds are flying around! 】

Qin Jiu threw the piano case to the back seat, leaned on the co-pilot, folded his hands on his chest, closed his eyes slightly, as if he was going to rest.

"Vodka, drive."

His voice is a little cold.

Vodka trembled in his heart: "Yes! Brother."

"Who messed with Big Brother? He's in a bad mood..."

He slandered in his heart.

Normally, after completing the task, the eldest brother would be in a good mood and light a cigarette. What happened today.

[It doesn’t have to be Hongqin, the old thief just drew the plot of Ginjiu killing the bomber, he didn’t say it was to save Hagiwara]

[Agreed, I feel that Gin may simply be on a mission, it just so happens that this bomber is the target]

[But to be honest, Gin seems to have really become more handsome, has the painting style changed? (confuse)】

[The painting style has not changed, Hagiwara and Mazda are still the same]

[emmm... I feel that Gin used to be scary handsome, but now he is scary handsome]

[2333 kinds of flower culture are extensive and profound]

Gin opened his eyes impatiently, staring straight at the words in front of him.

When these words exist, even if he closes his eyes, the content of the words will still appear in his mind, which is extremely annoying.

And these contents are also insane.

"Isn't it a hallucination?"

He whispered unconsciously.

Vodka had orders for gin, and turned his head: "Brother, what's the matter?"

Qin Jiu was silent for a while, then frowned and said, "Did you see anything strange in the air?"

Vodka was dumbfounded.

weird stuff?

He immediately gathered all his energy to observe his surroundings.

Is someone spying on us?

Is it the elder brother's observation ability that is being tested!

Gin didn't hear a reply for a long time, so he knew that Vodka was going wrong again.

He tutted in a low voice: "Forget it, it's okay."

[This gun is too handsome, so handsome that tears flowed from the corners of my mouth prprpr...]

【The wind is blowing really well, the beauty of my Lord Qin, shashahahaha】

[Hagiwara seems to have noticed Master Qin’s hat, this look, the fox’s eyes are so affectionate even looking at a telephone pole, wow, I’m fucking crazy about my sisters, am I crazy?]

[hhhhh what is Kotohagi in the Arctic Circle cp]

【No, I'm eating Hagikin (shy)】

Gin skipped the unintelligible content, and silently memorized the other words in his heart.

Hagiwara, the remake, the Sinicization team, the first chapter...

The first one is the name of the person, what about the second one?

The most suspicious thing is that these words clearly know his mission well, as if all the people who sent these words saw him fire that shot with their own eyes.

How is this possible? There can't be surveillance cameras in the place he's looking for.

And the most magical thing is that no one else can see how these words floated in front of him.

Is it true that he is hallucinating?

[Damn, I'm gone? ! 】

【Gone? ! ! !so short? ! ! ! 】

[What the hell!Is this the full version? ! 】

As these lines of text floated out, the following text gradually faded, and finally disappeared in front of Qin Jiu.

As if it never appeared.

The silver-haired killer did not let down his vigilance.

He kept pondering the meaning of these words in his heart, and slowly came up with a possibility.

The remake, the Sinicization group, the first chapter, and the flower grower...

Could it be that you mean manga translation?

……comics?

It wasn't that the surveillance captured it, but someone drew his mission into a caricature.

And these texts are all comments on comics. In the words of video websites, they are called... barrage?

This level of unscientific and the appearance of these words out of thin air are almost the same.

Qin Jiu doesn't think he can be regarded as a strict materialist. After all, he has done a lot of murder and arson, and he has seen a lot of weird research in the organization. He always thought that no matter what strange things happened to him, he would be able to Don't be surprised.

Today's matter...he thinks he is no exception.

Although a bit unscientific.

The manga industry in Japan is very developed, and manga can be said to be something that the people are passionate about.

Even if Gin didn't have any hobbies in this area, he still knew something about it.

So, from these bullet screens, it can be seen that he, Gin Jiu, exists as a character in comics in another world?

And in the mission just now, he accidentally saved a policeman character?

Perhaps it is a more important role in the subsequent plot of the comics.

Thinking of this, Qin Jiu's mood suddenly became worse.

The temperature inside the Porsche plummeted, and half of Vodka's body was shivering from the cold.

The poor driver wailed in his heart: "Brother, what's wrong! What's going on when he suddenly became moody!"

He speeded up the car, and the old Porsche sped all the way back to the downstairs of one of Gin's safe houses.

Members of the organization seldom interact outside of missions, even with gin and vodka.

Vodka said goodbye to gin tremblingly.

Gin returned to the safe room with a cold face.

This is just one of his many safe houses in Tokyo. The space is not big, only one bedroom, one living room and one bathroom, not even a kitchen.

There is a refrigerator in the living room, and there are some ready-to-eat fast food in the refrigerator, all dry.

Gin is not a person who is very demanding on living standards. Even if his income is really high, he is too lazy to spend the money on improving his life.

After all, for a killer who wandered around all day, eating and sleeping in the open air were commonplace, and how life in the safe house was no longer his concern.

But Gin has high requirements for what he wears.

Clothes have always been privately customized within the organization, so that others cannot trace his personal information through his attire.

When he is not on a mission, he is also willing to spray some stylish men's perfume, which will make him feel happier. After all, no matter how bloodthirsty he is, it is impossible to always like the smell of blood and gunpowder.

At the same time, taking a bath too frequently is also one of his problems.

Maybe most killers have this problem.

After all, when he came back from the mission, his body was full of the atmosphere of the mission location.

Regardless of whether he has a cleanliness or not, he will always feel that there is a danger of exposure with those breaths, which makes the killer extremely insecure.

Top killers will take the initiative to grasp every inch of skin and every muscle and bone in the body.

The weapon they really never leave is always their own body.