Still can’t help it.

Okubo Ryoichi stared intently at the hideous mask of the minister, and the heat in his chest made his throat smoke. With every breath he took, he could hear the magma entrenching, flowing, and exploding in the depths of his throat.

All of them had a vague voice creeping into his brain, and that voice was calling his brother, asking him to avenge her.

The anger that had not yet cooled finally erupted, and he had no choice but to erupt. After the magma cooled, it would form a black shell and wrap around his heart. He would be cold and breathless for the rest of his life, blaming himself to death in a claustrophobic cocoon, so

He chose to explode, and what flowed in his veins was no longer blood, but hot molten molten molten metal!

The so-called revenge is when you are burning the most intensely, you should open your arms and throw your enemy into your arms, burning yourself and the other person to death in pain, turning them into a handful of dust.

The black Glock barrel was inserted halfway into the fangs of the minister's mask. The Glock17 pistol designed by Glock only jammed once in 10,000 shots in the firearms competition. The chance of one in 10,000 is almost negligible. If he

Press the trigger, and the bullet will spin and shoot into the old man's mouth, drill upwards at an angle, blast out a cavity in the brain, and finally make a huge hole in the back of the head.

His fingers were as tight as stone, and the trigger that fired the firing pin trembled by the millimeter. He was just a sliver away, just a sliver away from the force he needed to shoot the already extremely hot bullet in the gun chamber.

"Shoot, shoot, why not shoot?"

In the intense blur of consciousness, Ryoichi even hallucinated that the king general in front of him was laughing and taunting him. The tongue in the mouth blocked by the barrel of the gun flexibly licked the remaining warmth and smell of gunpowder smoke. Under that hateful smile came a roaring smile.

The sound further stimulated his brain nerves.

Fuck you.

Ryoichi fired.

17 shots were fired in a row, bright flames sprayed out from the muzzle, and the noisy gunshots echoed in the empty Paradise Pavilion. The brass bullet casings popped up and landed on the gaming table, bouncing and falling again.

Smoke was rising, and the Glock pointed at the ceiling with one hand on the barrel.

"Why?" Ryoichi asked, holding the gun.

At the critical moment, all the bullets were deflected and shot vertically into the ceiling, bringing up a little bit of white ash and falling on the green velvet gaming table.

Applause erupted from the gambling table. It was General Wang who was applauding. Compared with the smile behind the mask, it must have been extremely ironic.

The king applauded, Sakurai Kogure also applauded, and the entire Kukakukan applauded one after another.

Beside him, Lin Nian gently released his grip on the barrel of the gun and glanced sideways at the general who was staring at the two of them without saying a word: "If it were so easy to kill him, I would ask him what he said.

It’s not too late to put the barrel of your gun into his mouth again.”

Ryoichi's body that was stiff due to rage slowly relaxed. He pressed the Glock onto the gaming table, dragged it to the edge and got off the gaming table.

As their eyes crossed each other, Liang Yi understood Lin Nian's subtext.

Even if he shoots, the general will not die, but will make the situation worse.

Yes, if Ryoichi fires a gun in anger and unexpectedly blows up the heads of the fierce ghost leaders, then the nightmare that has plagued the Japanese branch for decades will be over. Lin Nian only needs to activate Setsuna and rush out of the Paradise Hall with Ryoichi to escape.

You're done in the mountains.

But is everything really that simple? Sitting unprotected behind the gambling table, is the king really like a fish on a chopping board?

Lin Nian's peripheral vision fell to his side.

Didn't move.

All the men in black clothes in the Paradise Hall did not move. They looked enthusiastically at the old man behind the gaming table, as if they were worshiping the Lord above the gate of heaven.

These men did not move when Ryoichi drew his gun, which seems to prove the fact that

——They believe that the king is immortal.

And when Sakurai Kogure drew the sword, it was not to save the life of the general, but to punish Okubo Ryoichi for his rude and violent transgression.

General Wang is not that simple. At the very least, this old man will not simply die from a Glock bullet.

This is an intuition, an intuition that Lin Nian didn't know where to come from. When he looked at the old man wearing the mask of a public minister, he felt like he was staring into a black fog, empty and exuding the aura of fear and abyss. He thought

If he were one step faster than Ryoichi and swung the knife suddenly, he would only cut through the hazy black mist, and no trace of blood or flesh would stick to the blade.

"Leave him alive, I have to ask him if I have any questions." Lin Nian sat back on the chair and stuck the short knife on the edge of the solid wood table. Sawdust spewed out from under the red table paint like flesh and blood, which was enough to see that

The sharpness of the blade.

Wang Jiang across the table let out a low laugh. Lin Nian didn't say anything. He just waited for him to finish laughing. When he had laughed enough, he asked himself a question: "Lin Jun, are you really a 16-year-old child?"

"Everyone who knows me says that I am precocious, and you are no exception. Is this the admiration of a fierce general for his rookie? If so, I accept it." Lin Nian grabbed the bullet casing in the center of the gambling table and heated it.

Human warmth spread on his skin. He kneaded the smooth watch case twice and let it fall to the marble floor with a crisp sound.

"I'm very curious. If Ryoichi-kun is out for revenge, why is Lin-kun coming to the Kukakukan?" Wang Jiang asked.

"You killed someone." Lin Nian said, "Isn't this reason enough?"

"No, it's not enough." The king said suddenly, "This is not the reason why you came here."

"Why are you so decisive?" Lin Nian asked: "You killed a girl with a bomb in front of me. I have enough reasons to seek justice for that girl."

"No, you are not such a person." Wang Jiang smiled. Even with the mask of the public minister, Lin Nian could still feel that he was smiling under the mask. The smile was so sarcastic and hearty, as if he was mocking the man under the butcher's knife.

mercy.

"Don't talk lightly about what kind of person I am." Lin Nian whispered, "Because even I don't know the answer to this question."

"So, is this the reason why you came here?" General Wang said.

"Don't think that you know me well enough just because you used big data intelligence to find out my life experience." Lin Nian said coldly: "If you know my birthday, you can use it as the password for the bomb box. This joke seems very interesting.

But this does not mean that you know everything about me. I hate people like you who are so self-righteous. You hide behind the scenes and look at the data that your subordinates have worked hard to investigate, and you feel like you have control over everything."

Wang Jiang looked directly at Lin Nian for half a minute without speaking. Finally, he said in a deep voice, "You are starting to feel strange to me."

"We have never seen it before," Lin Nian said.

"Yeah, it's like we've never seen each other before." Wang Jiang said, "You're starting to make me feel cheated."

Inexplicable conversation.

Lin Nian had no expression on his face, but he frowned in his heart. He realized that there was a deep meaning hidden in General Wang's words, but he couldn't understand it. This feeling was very bad because he couldn't take the initiative to ask questions.

If you don't bring up this topic, you will definitely fall into the trap of the other party's rhetoric and fall into passivity.

"Then you are here for revenge tonight." Wang Jiang leaned back, sat upright, and looked at Lin Nian across the gaming table with leisurely eyes.

Liang Yi's fists under the table drew blood and he stared at the general. Lin Nian also nodded calmly: "Someone is going to die tonight. It can be you or someone else. Anyway, someone has to pay something."

.”

"This is actually a mistake. In fact, Ryoichi-kun, you shouldn't have appeared here looking at me with anger." The king chuckled.

"Are you trying to say that my sister shouldn't have died?" Ryoichi's voice was hoarse, and his teeth seemed to be biting hard steel.

"No, how could you think so?" General Wang objected: "I just want to say that the bomb was originally sent to you and your sister."

Ryoichi was stunned.

"Our original purpose was to send you and your sister into the sea of ​​fire! The person who deserved to die in that explosion was actually you!" General Wang said: "If you want to blame, blame Lin next to you.

Jun, I have made you suffer a torture ten thousand times more painful than instantaneous death. You are wandering in this world like a walking zombie. Shouldn't the target of your revenge be him? Why are you so angry at me for no reason? "

"Ryoichi-kun, you are like Icarus who is too close to the sun. Your wings made of wax are destined to melt in the fireworks... Lin Nian, don't you understand? The person who sat here to negotiate with me in the first place should

You are the only one." General Wang looked at Lin Nian: "It was you who saved the man next to you and made him suffer so much. He was supposed to die together with the girl named Qianxun in the plan. You arrived

At the scene of the explosion in the old accommodation building, you will only find a card with Bliss Fengdu and full of anger. The Sheqi Eight Family's behavior will definitely force you to go out alone. With your personality, you will definitely come alone.

Attend the meeting, right? That was our goal, but you were at the scene by mistake and saved the person who was destined to die."

Lin Nian closed his eyes and took a deep breath without speaking.

"Young people will attract each other. Only young people will have common topics. Ryoichi-kun is a very good person. Only the death of young people can arouse the anger of young people. Only young people can

He was impulsive like a young man and rushed here regardless of the consequences. Wang Jiang said: "It's just because of you that people who shouldn't live survived, and there was a man who burned himself in this world for no reason... This way

Speaking of which, it's all your fault that Ryoichi-kun is in such pain."

"Why me?" Lin Nian was silent for a long time, then asked the biggest question in his heart that he had to ask.

In fact, when Mandy entered the password of 0520 on the suitcase in the Qingfang Club, he instantly understood that the fierce ghosts were not here to provoke the commissioner of the headquarters.

——The fierce ghosts and generals are just targeting Lin Nian.

Regarding Lin Nian's question, Wang Jiang lowered his head and smiled.
Chapter completed!