killer game

"What does killing mean to you?" There was no expression.

"Revenge." Without hesitation.

He looked at her blankly, and she looked back at him blankly.

"...well," Leon racked his brains for words to use, "it's also an attitude...but when you really try to get into this business, you'll find...that...you can't hold anyone personally. Emotions to try to resolve trouble."

Mathilda tilted her head: "Killer, is it purely a killer?"

"But don't kill for the sake of killing." Leon warned her, "This business has its own rules."

"I understand."

"What do you choose?" He looked at her expectantly, making the last effort.

After a slight pause, she still replied: "Killer. I want to be a killer."

Leon looked at her with a sigh, but his expression gradually became firm. Now that he has made a choice, he will not regret it.

There is a difference between being a killer and simply taking revenge.After all, killer is such a marginalized profession. Its existence is hidden behind the darkness. All the skills and abilities required must go through many battles, subvert and seek guidance again and again at the juncture of life and death, and find out their own specific methods. Turn it into the instinct of the body to run.Every profession needs talent, and to be a killer, in addition to talent, it also depends on how much you give up.

Loneliness creates a strong man, and the more difficult the environment, the more persevering the will.Those who walk in the dark world, whether they are helpless or willing, are they not people with stories?

If it's just for revenge, she doesn't need to study the killer's rules systematically.She only needs to learn the necessary skills, she only needs to know how to kill the target cleanly and get back unscathed, she can use the strength of others...as long as the goal of revenge can be achieved.But she knew it wasn't what she wanted.

She just defeated her past, just overturned all her previous thoughts.This is her new life, her opportunity, after completing this difficult step, she will be able to make a clean break with everything.

Mathilda knew exactly what it was that made her feel conflicted and painful.What she faced was such a choice that could be relieved, but she wanted to do it herself.She swore she would kill those people with her own hands—now she could accept Leon's help because she had no choice—but her dignity and pride would not allow others to interfere.

She wants to see the other side of this world with her own eyes, as the only reason for being here.She lives in the world of movies, and movies will always end one day, where will she go then?She wants to live without any burdens—just to live for herself. There are no devils in this world, no objects for her life, and nothing that must be done against her heart... She can completely explore what she has never touched before. Everything that has happened, God gave her this brand new life, which will one day be completely her own.

She can no longer lose her soul.But she had to pay off her debt to Leon.As she said, even if she regrets her own choice, it is her own fault, and she will never look back. Since she has made up her mind, she will only go forward to the end.

She had a premonition that all the intersections between herself and Leon were more than these. Even if it was a plot, she would definitely meet him, follow him, walk into his world, and find her own path.For her now, becoming a killer is the best choice.

"Thank you, Leon."

When Leon came out of the room with a suitcase, he heard such a sentence.He turned his head to look, she was leaning against the window with her fingers crossed on her lap, looking up.

He has never seen such a gentle look in her eyes, as if something suddenly opened up, clearing away all the fog, the clarity is different from the past, not seeing the bottom at a glance, but so thorough that it is almost like the dawn that suddenly lights up in the dark night , something is about to break out of the cocoon.Heartbroken, he stared blankly for a while, lowered his head a little embarrassedly, and continued to move the box.

He accepts her thanks.

"You have used a gun before," Leon frowned, but still said, "It's not good. Before learning, you were stained with blood, which can easily mess up your cognition and make you unable to find the right feeling."

"Feeling?" She was a little puzzled.

Leon replied: "It's your grasp of the gun. It needs to be step by step, layer by layer, and deepen. You must know what you are holding - it is not a tool, but a part of your body. Feel it, understand it, and master it. The way it works, its strength, its lethality..." Staring at the extremely serious eyes on the opposite side, he suddenly felt a little shy, "This is... what I know, and my own understanding. People nowadays... this line of work, It's not..."

Intermittent words, not fully described, but Mathilda understood somewhat, what Leon had received must have been the purest killer education, the people who brought him into this industry used very primitive criteria to frame the limits of what he could achieve, and he has always been firm Adhere to... and hold it to the highest standards.For many years, it has been like this, almost like an ascetic.And this is precisely the reason why the later people couldn't catch up with him. They didn't agree with these old-fashioned and complicated rules, so they didn't have the belief of being a killer-so he could become the best killer in New York.

"Just learn this," she said immediately after understanding, "teach me what you know, I only learn this."

So Leon continued to explain. He spoke very slowly, and he had to think for a long time every time he spoke. He needed to organize his language and think hard about which words to use—and for him, speaking was more troublesome than killing people. One more thing.

"Knowing guns is the first step. When you fully understand what is in front of you, you need to make a choice. On different occasions, you need to choose different partners... You will meet many in the future, and Accurate selection can help you effectively solve the target and reduce trouble."

Leon's expression is also very serious. He is recounting his own experience. The child on the opposite side basically does not interrupt him, and rarely asks questions. She has been trying to absorb all the things he explained.That expression always made him think that what he was explaining, she had already understood as she listened and thought about it-a smart student would make the teacher easy. Leon knew that what he said was not good, but now he felt completely free from worries and could pour out everything that had evolved in his head.

"...That's all." After talking for a long time, Leon was about to end the explanation, "Try the rifle in your hand first, and I will tell you about the structure and usage skills of most of the guns tomorrow." He suddenly remembered something, "Don't use a pistol anymore, it's not very stable for beginners... it will be a very late course."

Mathilda nodded obediently.

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Leon watches a movie with Mathilda.

She wants to follow him.Then he discovered that the way he has been relaxing is to sit alone in the cinema and watch those old movies.

Mathilda always felt like he was stuck in the last century.Whether it's clothes, thoughts, or temperament.

He likes Gene Kelly. A black and white musical film from more than 50 years ago.The whole movie theater was empty.He and she sat in the middle, facing the big screen, and the projectionist of the film sat in the back and fell asleep.

"How many times have you seen it?" She looked ahead and asked expressionlessly.

Leon looked back at her blankly.

The protagonist in the film is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, skating through the pedestrians, dancing and singing, and his movements are chic.

"Why am Ifeeling when things could look black that nothing could possibly go wrong? This has been a most unusual day. Love has made me see things, in different ways..." )

Leon's pupils glowed slightly and he stared at the screen. When watching a movie, his facial expressions were very rich, innocent and kind, but also shy.He smiled and showed his two front teeth, unexpectedly naive.

Compared with usual, he looked even more stupid... She had some doubts, what would he look like when he was working?

The movie screening is over.He walked back down the street with her.

Leon's steps were brisk and he seemed to be in a good mood.She looked up at him, tilting her head slightly.

She couldn't understand it at all.

But for some reason... I feel that I am also in a good mood.