69novels Chapter 117
Chapter 117
"Sniper?"
Brandy's eyes were cold, and he looked at the rookie who had just set a record and scored a super high score.
- Minus 20 points.
Score enough to turn Daredevil Rookie into a corpse after 0.1 seconds.
Brandy wondered for a moment: Did the person in charge of the logistics team think that he couldn't hold a knife and shoot a gun because he lost a hand, so he treated him too much, and didn't even save perfunctory?
What he wants is a sniper.
But this Glendronach who came to report was not a sniper at all.
There was no need to send out Brandy's super sharp glances, he could see a bunch of problems just by looking at it casually.
First, the most obvious problem: Grandona wasn't carrying a gun.
Brandy is not a sniper, but he also knows that the sniper rifle is the lover of the sniper in the past life, and he should take good care of it at ordinary times. He can't wait to carry the gun with him wherever he goes, not to mention the prime time before the mission, this group of people can't wait to marry the gun It is absolutely impossible for the eccentrics to wave goodbye to their favorite guns and come to report with a shake of their hands.
Unless the idiot rookie is not afraid of death, he is still training his brain in the training ground, and missed the murderous and ardent teachings of the instructor.
Secondly, it is the hardware exposed by this guy.
Brandy had never seen such clean hands.
Brandy didn't appreciate the strange hobby of the man's palm, but his sight was uncontrollable, and immediately landed on Glendona's right hand.
The skin quality of this newcomer is too good, it is so white and tender that it can be used as a part-time hand model.
White and clean, no calluses can be seen, that is the problem!
It doesn't work for Glendona to argue that he is left-handed. Only people who have never touched a gun, never done any rough work, and have always been pampered can have such hands. It is impossible to be so leisurely.
If he had to be said to be an intelligence officer, it would be too unprofessional to deliberately portray the image of a rich man out of mission requirements.
The man with dark gray eyes sneered from the corner of his mouth, and the flaws of the stupid rookie had disappeared before him.
——The windbreaker of the newcomer, huh.
Brandy saw on the spot how valuable the newcomer's configuration from head to toe was. It was precisely because the sum of the numbers was astonishing that the great incongruity in the inconspicuous details was exposed.
Those who can afford this extravagance will not be stingy with one or two coats. If there is an inconspicuous tear in the hem of the windbreaker, it can be replaced directly instead of sewing the opening with a needle and thread.
Still hand sewn.The stitching is so thin that you can't even see it unless you look closely—but you can't escape the eyes of the senior who sneered in his heart.
Brandy was not arrogant or impatient about this, it was normal for his eyes to be so good.
Combining the above findings, he deducted another [-] points from the newcomer without hesitation, and Glendona would never stand up for him.
He suspects that not only is he not a sniper, but he is not even part of the organization.
It's so delicious, it's outrageously cooked, it's like a small circus animal with black feathers, majesticly pretending to be a crow.
Could it be that he also underestimated them in terms of intelligence, the real Grandona was eliminated halfway, and now a fake came?
Rationally, he thinks that it shouldn’t be the case. The zoo will cut out those bastards who can juggle, and other mermaids and snakes will be mixed together. That’s the real food... So, he was still perfunctory by the logistics team leader, and casually threw a bottle and a half A rookie with no water?
Don't look at the man thinking so much, the real world is less than three seconds.
"You have one second to save your life."
Brandy can bring newcomers, but he is not interested in bringing trash. This second is quite perfunctory. He has already decided to change people in an instant, so he doesn't need to keep the newcomers who are unlucky to bump into him.
However, if the newcomer can turn the tide within a second, he can also keep his promise——
"Ok."
The newcomer responded in a good manner, and it took 0.5 seconds.
The remaining 0.5 seconds passed in the blink of an eye.
Brandy's eyelids hadn't completely covered the eyeballs, and there seemed to be leaking sharp edges scraping the left and right porches, and the time difference between the front and the back was almost negligible.
"..."
In fact, it was just two gusts of wind passing by my ears, but the psychological chill still persisted.
Reaching into his coat pocket, he paused for a moment with his right hand, which had pulled out the gun halfway.
Brandy was not in a hurry to see the newcomer's expression at the moment, he turned his head and looked at the ledge full of wine bottles directly in front of the bar.
Two bottles of wine were shattered by the sudden change just now. The fragments of the bottles fell to the ground, and the wine liquid was all spilled out, most of which were sprinkled on the wine rack. While wetting the labels of other wines, a tangy aroma of wine was released .
A bottle of Brandy.
A bottle of Glendronach.
Whether it is a decisive proof or an unruly provocation, it needs to be judged by the "predecessors".
Brandy turned his head sideways again, finally giving the couple a real straight look.
As soon as the gunpowder smoke cleared from the muzzle, the red-haired man took the initiative to take two steps back, bent his knees, lowered his left hand in a black leather glove, and placed the dangerous weapon on the ground.
Afterwards, the newcomer who jumped on his face without fear stood up straight, and looked back at him with a smile, his expression was especially docile, but his eyes were unbiased.
"Docile" is undoubtedly false.
With extremely rare red hair and red eyes, the newcomer is so arrogant and eye-catching just because of his appearance.
Looking at his face, he is probably five or six years younger than him. As for his looks... Tsk.
The circus clown and his blind subordinates should have their eyes wide open to take a closer look. The tall and mighty Lord Gin has nothing to do with the cowherd. The temperament of sitting and waiting for someone to send money is also very suitable, and it doesn't look like a person who will do things in a down-to-earth manner.
——As expected of Brandy with excellent eyesight, he once again saw through the essence at a glance.
However, he didn't know how dangerous this essence was, so he continued to comment at this moment: Gentleness and obedience are all illusions. After shooting without explanation, the newcomer finally brought out some "real" parts.
Although it is still a young animal that is not ready for fire, but... there is no doubt.
This beast of a race is not to be underestimated.
"I'm sorry, Master Brandy." The newcomer with scarlet eyes still said insincere lines, as if respecting every word, "I came in a hurry, I can't prove it to you in a more direct way, so I have to settle for the next best thing, I don't know how far it is, Can it meet your requirements?"
Proud, bold, unruly.
Basically the type of junior that every "senior" hates the most.
Brandy's dark eyes were full of dark currents, and he took out the gun from his pocket brightly, and pressed it between his index finger and the surface of the bar.
Because his figure is thinner than that of an ordinary adult man, his cheekbones are slightly higher, his cheeks are slightly sunken inward, and his smile looks a little cold and mean, which is definitely not "friendly", and is completely different from the red-haired man who looks straight at him. types.
Therefore, his "kindness" is made up by the non-stop chatting in his free time, or he is straightforward - filled by the momentary sunny mood.
"very good."
Brandy let go of the gun, no anger on his face.
His face changed very quickly, and he smiled very enthusiastically in the blink of an eye, and immediately applauded the newcomers: "There is a future! A newcomer like you who is full of energy is the hope of the organization's future!"
——Grandona added [-] points, and happily returned to minus [-].
The rookie did it, he proved that he is not a waste, personality issues can be discussed later, Brandy, who was backstabbed by the waste, appreciates such a talent right now!
Brandy unilaterally announced that the black organization (lower and middle level personnel) stood up!
However, returning to the current problems, this alone is not enough.
"Sniper, can you?"
"Although there is still no way to prove it, please believe me." The newcomer said, as if emphasizing, "I am a sniper."
"Where's your gun?"
"It is still being maintained by a dedicated person. When it is needed, we will show up on time to serve you."
"Is it."
Sufficient preparation, sincerity, and self-confidence overflowing from the depths of the soul.
Brandy has interrogated countless people, and among them there are many film stars who can perfectly tell lies into the truth. Brandy can find the most obscure loopholes in the expressions of film stars, but at this moment, he can't find any flaws in Glendona.
It turned out to be the case.
Those horrific flaws before seem to be just a disguise, or the personal hobbies of the newcomer children. The newcomer has only now started to take it seriously, revealing the restless nature underneath.
Brandy captured the familiar aura from the newcomer, and he was even more vigilant that it didn't exist, and he felt more at ease.
This newcomer is indeed a talent carefully cultivated by the organization.
He said, in the organization, there are very few ordinary people like him, so how could it be possible that a member who can stand up to the top is not a psychopath?The rookie shows a little potential to develop into a pervert, but he feels stable, that's it, no problem.
He stared closely at the newcomer's eyes, not letting go of every detail change on the red-haired man's face. It wasn't that interrogation was better than interrogation, but in fact he was getting more and more satisfied.
"distance?"
"Normal situation, 700." The newcomer said the level of the most powerful sniper in the organization.
Brandy:"?"
The newcomer's self-confidence shocked him, but after the shock, he was very relieved.
After the FBI who almost killed him and almost killed him got out, did the organization finally have another rising sniper star!
Not bad, not bad, this time it should be someone who knows the basics and is trained by the organization, and no undercover agent came in to fish in troubled waters--right?
Thinking of this, Brandy paused a little.
The lessons learned from the FBI undercover are too tragic. Although Glendona doesn’t feel like an undercover agent to him, Brandy still pays a little extra attention, withdraws his gaze, and temporarily puts the newcomer who is smiling sincerely aside. Database, call up the file of the newcomer and take a look.
"……Um."
finish watching.
The history is clear, no problem.
What is a little special is that this newcomer was actually a researcher before, and his experience in the research institute was almost blank. He only recently joined a group that was transferred from the research group to the action group and got the record of the code name.
He used to be a researcher, so it's justified that he doesn't have calluses on his hands. The ghost knows that those researchers shut themselves in the room all day long, and they are messing with something.
Brandy didn't want to know the reason why the researcher became a sniper. He didn't even have the slightest thought of digging into Glendona's past. It was enough to confirm that people could use it. He didn't recognize the qualifications of the red-haired man in the institute. He only had newcomers to sniper. If you are a rookie, you must obey his orders honestly.
Well, now there is only one last question left.
As far as the result is concerned, it is not a big deal, but in terms of form, it is the most important thing.
"Rookie, you still don't know the rules."
Brandy stood up, grabbed the gun that was thrown on the bar, and the loaded, jet-black muzzle casually knocked on the red-haired man's chest. The barrel of the gun pressed a piece of pure white silky cloth that was not stained.
"Hmm... can you give me some advice?" The courageous newcomer lowered his eyes in doubt, as if he didn't understand why he broke out with blatant malice at this moment when he was fine just now.
"The outside is not a research institute for good babies, don't wear your white coat that you can't help but get dirty."
Brandy smiled, his tone was kind, but his actions had nothing to do with "kindness".
With a movement of his only right hand, the muzzle of the gun slipped under the right lapel of the man's white windbreaker, and when he flipped the lapel aside, more of the sweater under the windbreaker was immediately exposed, allowing the cold air inside the bar to be only slightly warmer than outside. Invade all at once.
"Take it off," Brandy ordered.
The red-haired newcomer showed a stunned look, and without delay, he consciously took off the white windbreaker that did not conform to the uniform aesthetics of the black organization.
Now, the outermost layer of clothing on his upper body has become a black turtleneck sweater.
It's okay to stay in the bar, the thickness of the sweater can keep you warm, but it's not good to go out.
This year’s winter came earlier than last year, and a cold air flow came quickly. The snow that usually only falls in December started to fall last night. Now, the snow is coming on the higher mountains, and there are only snow that cannot accumulate in the city. Light snow, but it can't stop the temperature from dropping sharply.
Brandy doesn't care whether the newcomers agree with this deep-rooted corporate culture. Anyway, he firmly supports the excellent traditions of the organization.
"It's okay to find a black coat by yourself, or you just want to act like this, choose one of the two."
It's one thing to rejoice in the rise of Sniper Star, it's another to teach late and overbearing newcomers a lesson.
No matter which one he chooses, Grandona can go out of the bar in this state, and how long he will be frozen depends entirely on his own ability.
"Okay, thanks for your correction."
The newcomer hung the windbreaker he had taken off on his arm, with a humble attitude of accepting it humbly, without any expression of dissatisfaction.
"Very good, add twenty points."
The score returned to "zero" which was worth celebrating. Brandy walked to the side of the red-haired man, patted his shoulder together with the gun, then left the newcomer behind, and strode out on his own.
After the audit was over, there was still half an hour before the night when the crows would appear, and this period was the time for him to dig out the bugs.
"Bring your gun and wait for my notice."
After staggering with the newcomer, the friendly smile on Brandy's face completely turned into a ferocious sneer, and the depths of the black and gray pupils were full of coldness.
"Yes."
"A final reminder. Newcomers, I hope your actual level matches your self-confidence. Don't let me down."
Brandy didn't see it, but when he took a few steps handsomely, the red-haired newcomer's expression changed subtly behind him.
There is no anger of being offended in the red eyes, but a little pity to see the brave man who is not afraid of death go away... No, treat the tool people who actively jumped into the pit to help promote the plot, and actively relieve the worries of the top boss As a caring and loyal employee, as a BOSS, he should give at least thanks and respect.
In the script adapted by Qian Mu, Brandy was not originally arranged for the role.
It should be said that there are tool person characters who promote the main line and give clues to the protagonist, but they have not decided who to look for. Anyway, it is very simple. When it develops to a certain plot point, just find one temporarily.
As a result, he fell asleep, and when he woke up, there was suddenly someone in the tool man's pit.
The BOSS scanned the history of Brandy's leadership with only one paragraph, and raised his eyebrows. He really thought that he was good enough to be rated as an excellent employee who touched the gentleman for 100 years, so he decided to give him a chance to perform.
Therefore, Brandy successfully added drama to himself with his eyes.
From the black background board with only one name appearing in the previous article, he is about to become the most reliable 100% pure wine in the main line besides Gin, and he has done his best to comfort Master Gin who is surrounded by undercover agents.
Back to the present.
The BOSS, who had been dumped by the outstanding staff and stripped off his windbreaker, had a half-smile, and then answered: "No."
"The one who will solve your worries is a very, very good sniper."
So to speak.
The real situation is——
BOSS will not snipe.
In theory, it is impossible for him to live a long life and know a little bit about everything, but it is probably because he is too lazy to do it himself, so he will not.
It doesn't matter at all.
Because there is a substitute, there is no need to use the ready-made ones.
……
Zhu Fu Jingguang was holding back his anger.
Hiding in the dark, he realized something was wrong after a long distance, so he took off his thick coat in advance, and when a friend in thin clothes approached, he immediately wrapped him up tightly to prevent the wind from leaking.
The snow turned into icy water and wet his friend's red hair. He also used his sleeve as a towel to dry his friend quickly. His demeanor was careful and warm, but the darkness in his blue eyes was getting darker.
"Those bastards... why do they treat you so harshly!"
"It's just a little bit of wind, it's okay, don't worry."
"..."
Compared with the torture Qian Mu suffered in the past, this level... this level is indeed far from being considered "harsh treatment".
Zhu Fu Jingguang thought silently.
It wasn't the first day he knew that the organization in black was devoid of conscience, and it might be so outrageous that it was far beyond his expectations.
After paying a heavy price, Qianmu was forced to sleep for several days. He just woke up this morning with difficulty, and received a new task from the ruthless ruler.
They asked him to leave immediately with his tired body, clean up the "mess" he caused, and deal with the cadres of the zoo organization who came to arrest him.
Except for a superior who was watching him nearby, he didn't get any assistance, and he was not even a sniper, so he had to be put on the shelf and be responsible for the sniper mission.
Qian Mu doesn't know how to snipe at all!The cadres of the zoo are said to have special abilities, so there are only two of them...
Bastard... must he deliberately embarrass his best friend so deliberately!
That cadre was not a thing, he deliberately called Qian Mu who had just suffered to reprimand him. After Qian Mu came out from the secret base, Zhu Fu Jingguang felt that he could not escape the cold, and quietly picked up the windbreaker that had been patched a few stitches ...and was forced to take it off!
Zhu Fu Jingguang saw a cat walking towards him in a sweater, shivering in the cold wind with sleet (it didn’t exist, it was a filter he added himself), almost had a heart attack on the spot, and his eyes darkened past.
The black-clothed organization abused cats and stone hammers, and police officers Zhu Fu swore that he and the organization would not live together!
"I'll snipe for you."
"But……"
"Don't worry about it, I'll take care of you, just be careful and cover your face, even if it doesn't happen, the other party is still my enemy."
Zhu Fu Jingguang quickly made a decision. He couldn't accept attacking innocent people, but he was facing a professional killer hired by a terrorist organization, so he didn't have any worries about whether he could attack.
What's more, the killer came for Qianmu. He was going to protect his best friend, which was no different from the original plan.
Ok……
Although it is hard for him to cooperate with the people from the black organization for this, but for the sake of an important friend...
He endures.
He can bear it, after all, there are many things he can do.
——In addition to providing cover for Qian Mu, you can also wait for the opportunity to pretend to be the enemy on the opposite side, and quietly shoot Qian Mu's bitter, vicious and indifferent "superior". Minor injury, no, serious injury? ...Okay, that's it.
In the distance, the senior who was trying to dig the worms sneezed inexplicably.
"Could it be that short-legged spider is cursing me?"
Brandy spat viciously, looking ahead, the corners of his mouth suddenly became brighter.
"Didn't I just find this. Come on, let's make a deal, let's see which of us dies first."
He sneered and called people.
[Glendronach, move! 】
……
"Including that gentleman, we were all cheated."
In a private house away from the urban area, Spider gloomily said to another person in the room.
"Pandora can't exist at all. This is obviously a trap for the organization... Those men in black want to lure us in and kill us one by one?!"
Surrendering to reality, Spider had to put aside his contempt.
He was shot in the abdomen by a lunatic last night, and was affected by the explosion at the same time. He was injured all over his body. Just after changing the medicine, the bloody gauze was thrown on the ground.
Spider suffered from neurophobia produced by the Black Organization overnight.
"I admit it, your prophecy has come true."
The deflated Spider looked at his colleague, who came to Nagano at the same time as him, but yesterday he suddenly talked about the cloudy sky and Salamander, who was unwilling to act.
This salamander wrapped itself under the cloak can do some weird magic. Spider didn't believe in his ability to predict on time and inaccuracy at that time, but now that reality has slapped them in the face, the top of their heads is really bleak.
The black organization surrounded them, Nagano, this place seemed to be a desperate situation where they could only enter but not exit.
"What about your magic, can't it help us get out of trouble?"
"A day ago, yes, now, no."
Salamander, who couldn't see his face clearly, said hoarsely: "I don't need to explain, you can try it yourself. Spider, our strength, has been weakened since a certain moment today."
"?"
Spider didn't catch this change in time.
When he unbelievingly tried to use illusion, he was shocked to find that the man in black was playing with the people in black in the first half of last night-his ability was really too weak for no reason, and only the original Two or three out of ten.
"........."
The two brutally slashed ability users fell into dead silence.
After a while.
"I will report this to the boss now."
Spider's eyes flashed fiercely, and he immediately took out the communication tool, wrote down the details of the incident, and pressed to send the email——
"...?"
Spider froze suddenly.
He did click "Send", but the email seemed to pause for three seconds... And, the text was automatically deleted right under his nose.
[Pandora is the bait, apply for support. 】
became--
[Pandora is in Nagano, applying for support. 】
Spider: "???"
The sudden appearance of the supernatural event was not shocking to him who was already in the magical world. What made him and Salamander who cast his gaze change instantly was another line of words that appeared on the phone screen immediately.
[Guests who came from afar, let’s not talk nonsense, let’s play a game where I chase you and escape. 】
[There are no rewards in the game, you are fighting for your own lives.Friendly reminder: It is recommended to escape separately, the first group of red-eyed wolfhounds have already...]
--coming!
"Whoa!"
The window glass shattered.
Spider's scalp suddenly went numb just a moment ago, and under the prompt of his spiritual intuition, he slammed to the side, his reaction was fast enough, but he was able to avoid it with danger and danger.
The whirling bullet grazed his cheek and sank into the wall behind him.
The hundreds of meters near the hiding place are very empty, and the attack was launched by snipers from farther away.
Spider's complexion suddenly changed, and he was filled with disbelief for a moment.
"Following you so quickly, Salamander! Your..."
No one responded.
The seat where Salamander had been sitting was empty.
This guy... actually left him in an instant and ran away first!
Before Spider's insults came out, his PTSD madman's voice from the depths of his soul unexpectedly came unexpectedly.
"Get out! What happened yesterday doesn't count, let's do it again! Come on! Fight 1v1 with me!"
Spider: "?"
1v1 with a crazy batch of snipers and rocket launchers ready to bomb the building?
"... Fu*k!"
He fled, they chased, and they all had a bright future.
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