Every corner of the world is staging a never-ending struggle at every moment, which is caused by the desire of the species, and there are also too many cause and effect relationships, ancient and modern, success and failure, life and death. ——

Somewhere on the waterfront, in a dark and damp abandoned public factory, only a few bits of sunlight shine in through the exhaust windows, the ceiling fan of the house rotates leisurely, the room is not clear because of the darkness, and the track of the sunlight is placed there is a row of long tables, on which the various instruments on display are shocking.

From melee knives, Nepalese sabers, triangular pyramid stabs, and short daggers to long-range firearms, Browning made in country D, Barrett MB2AL in country M, and Lee Enfield AWP in the United Kingdom, there are all kinds of highly lethal weapons.

In the darkness, a majestic and upright man could not see his face, but saw his hands turning rapidly in the light and shadow, like a jumping dance, beautiful and shocking.

In the hands of the other party, all kinds of firearms were quickly assembled and then disassembled, and the whole action was like a flowing cloud, without the slightest hindrance.

When his last dismantling was done, he put down the delicate Relang 76 pistol in his hand, and a beam of sunlight shone through the dark window on the metal casing of the gun, reflecting the light to his eyes.

In the darkness, it was a pair of gloomy and cold eyes, glowing with the blue light of the Zhan people, and it could be seen from the eyes that he was by no means an Oriental, but a face from the West.

In the silent room, a voice broke the silence, and I saw his mouth slowly open and close, using the international lingua franca, which sounded strange and repulsive to people from thousands of miles away.

"Your mission has failed again", his tone did not contain the slightest emotion, and the frequency of his voice fluctuations seemed to float in a rhythm with the entire gloomy air.

At this time, in the dark position opposite him, a woman dressed in a pale green waiter-style lowered her head slightly, and spoke the same fluent international lingua franca, "Yes, the target was stabbed, the death is unknown, the other party avoided the vital point, he was seriously injured and lost a lot of blood, and the other party is also protected by a master, there is no chance to attack again."

"I don't need to listen to your excuses, you've failed twice, do you know what that means?" I only heard a hint of anger hidden in the other party's indifferent tone.

"Please give the organization another chance, I don't want to accept sanctions with failure and regret", the woman who spoke seemed to be a little frightened and trembling, and said with a hint of unwillingness in her tone.

She is a proud woman, adopted and trained by the Shadow Organization since she was a child, and has become an invincible, ruthless, cold-blooded and ruthless female killer, she has performed countless difficult missions, but has never failed, I don't know how many lives have met Allah Jesus under her hands.

What she didn't expect was that this seemingly simple task was repeatedly lost, because according to the target's information, the other party was just a business wizard in the past, even if the other party had a developed mind and intelligence, but without special training, how could he escape her carefully planned assassination, is a person's instinct really so perverted?

She didn't believe it, because failure meant shame for her, and it was more difficult for her to accept than death. Moreover, the Shadow Organization has only one way to deal with the failure to carry out the mission, either die in the mission, or can only accept the organization's sanctions.

Of course, organizing does not mean death, perhaps a hundred times more painful than death.

She vividly remembered the three deadly flowers in the Shadow Order, purple cherry chestnut, black rose, and pink narcissus......

The three life-killing flowers were called "the terminators of the last dream" in the killer world that year, they were famous and terrifying, and she was one of the three life-killing flowers.

If the killer world is another world far from the world, full of cruel and ruthless elements, then the Three Deadly Flowers are an exception to this world.

They grew up together, trained together, and performed tasks together, they almost never separated, and their cooperation was extremely tacit, so this experience created a deep relationship between them, and the three sisters were not related by blood, but they had a friendship that was better than that of sisters.

But the dreamlike beauty was shattered by a mission, and the three sisters were assigned by the organization to carry out a secret assassination mission to a wartime country in Southeast Asia.

Although the final mission was successful, their identities were exposed, and this secret assassination mission did not allow their identities to be revealed, because once exposed, it would mean the frenzied retaliation of the terrorist forces, which all killer organizations were unwilling to bear.

During that mission, due to the harsh environment and the large gap between the local armed forces and the employer's offer, all their weapons and equipment were depleted, and they did not succeed in killing the enemy leader.

Just as they were about to accept defeat, Pink Wood Fairy loaded the last bullet into the chamber of his gun and successfully killed the enemy leader.

And this bullet has the symbol of the Shadow Organization, because it is given by the organization to every executor, and when the final mission fails and there is no way back, it is left for themselves to take an oath of honor.

This bullet can only be kept for oneself and cannot be used for other purposes, otherwise regardless of the success or failure of the mission, the executor is the sinner of the organization, and will receive the strictest punishment for the crime of betraying the organization.

In fact, when Pink Narcissus was loading the last glorious bullet, she saw it, but she didn't stop it.

She was not afraid of death, but she couldn't accept the shame of the failure of the mission, so in the end she pretended to be unaware, silently watched the glorious bullet cross a poignant trajectory, and finally hit the target's eyebrows accurately.

Yes, the moment the target fell, a tear fell from the corner of her eye.

"Where did you get the bullets? Tell me, where did you get the bullets?" , The sudden movement alarmed the purple poppy, and she looked at the pink narcissus and asked.

At this time, she turned her head and saw the tears on Black Rose's face, and at that moment the other party understood, she knew what that bullet was, it was indifference, it was ruthlessness, maybe horror and jokes.

"Huh...... Are you happy? Huh? Are you crazy? Do you know the result of that?" Purple Poppy's laughter was so bleak, she didn't want to believe that all that was happening in front of her was true, she looked at Pink Narcissus, and longed for the other party to tell her that it was not true.

But the truth is always the truth, and the truth cannot be changed.

"I know, but this result is better than failing the mission, so that I can bear it alone", Pink Narcissus looked at the other party and smiled softly, but the smile was desperate and satisfied at that moment.

"Why, why, why are you doing this", the other party's words pierced into Purple Poppy's heart like a sharp knife, and the other party's smile at that moment was forever frozen in her heart.

Upon returning to the Shadow Order, Pink Narcissus tells the Order the truth, saying that she chose to use the last bullet because she was afraid of death.

In fact, both Purple Sakura and Black Rose knew in their hearts that this was not the truth, but it was too late.

The result of the sanction for betraying the organization was chilling, and the pink narcissus was taken by the organization to a closed room, and there was no light in the entire dark room, except for the breathing vents, and all that was left in the room was endless darkness.

Except for the foul-smelling meal that even animals don't eat once a day, there are no facilities in the room, not even a bed to perch on, so they can only huddle in a cold corner.

At first, the organization arranged for a lot of ugly and perverted men to go in and ravage her, and Pink Narcissus was picked off by them to break her tendons and hamstrings, and in the end she could only passively bear the kind of inhuman pain.

The group of violent men knew that the woman in front of them was one of the three life-killing flowers that were once unattainable, and how noble the existence was before, the woman who would tremble even if they heard it once.

Now they are demanding everything from her, crazy sadism, perverted torture. After a long time, even in the end, even the men didn't want to go to that dark room.

It was not because of their sympathetic compassion, but because the precious pink narcissus had become stinking and embarrassing, and her body was incomplete, and she was no longer the sacred, cold and inviolable life-killing flower, and she was like a withered petal rotting in the mud.

More than two months later, Purple Poppy and Black Rose saw the corpse of Pink Narcissus, and the image was terrifying, but they both held back, because they were the only ones who understood the truth of that mission, a painful truth hidden in the depths of their hearts that were burned by fire every day.

Such an unsightly picture burned into their minds like an eternal nightmare, they hated themselves for being powerless and cowardly, but they could not be ashamed of the Pink Narcissus for their sacrifice, so they had to live well and live for each other.

After this incident, Purple Poppy refused to stop Black Rose because she acquiesced to Pink Narcissus's behavior on the battlefield, so she always hated the other party in her heart and refused to forgive.

The relationship between the two of them, which was originally like sisters, has been separated, and even if they don't look up and down in the organization, they will have nothing to do with each other like strangers.

The two Killer Flowers refused to be assigned a joint mission, and they even preferred to die.

For such a result, the Shadow Organization was helpless, and in the end it could only redistribute the combination, and the three life-killing flowers depended on each other for life and death, and the scene of sharing honor and disgrace would never be presented again.

Since then, Purple Poppy has been on his own, shuttling through the dark world alone, while Black Rose is assigned to the sniper god Luo's action team, responsible for cooperating with the other party on missions.

At this moment, in this gloomy room, the man standing in front of Black Rose was the sniper god Luo Ao, who accepted the mission arranged by the organization to assassinate Ge Lao and Liu Xin and came to Huaxia.

Ge Lao was killed by a shot by the sniper god Luo Ao, and the first time they assassinated Liu Xin was because Feng Ying and the unexpected heavy rain saved each other.

But the task of assassinating Liu Xin was that she took it from Luo Ao, and she thought it could be easily completed, but she didn't expect the process to change again, and the target Liu Xin's life and death are still unknown.

In fact, as early as the moment Pink Narcissus left, she was not afraid of death, but her life was exchanged for the other party, so she didn't want to go down to see the other party with the shame of failure, which was a kind of persistence, and it was a promise to Pink Narcissus.

"Black Rose, you disappointed me so much, was this how the Death Flower carried out its mission back then?" Luo looked at her with a stern gaze, and a cold voice came out of his mouth.

"Whoosh" a gust of wind, Black Rose's figure sprang out like a ghost, only the sound of air friction in the darkness, I couldn't see how she moved, but her body was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, she approached the long table.

In the faint light, her hands reached out like lightning, and the target was the Ruilang 76 pistol on the long table.

Luo Ao frowned, his eyes burst out like a knife, and he also reached out with both hands, and actually blocked the opponent's palm first, only to see the opponent's hands dexterously change gestures, and continue to grab towards the pistol, he also dismantled the opponent's movements slowly, and each move was just right to stop the opponent's posture of touching the pistol.

In this way, you attack and defend the center, the hands of the two of them waved rapidly, and after dozens of remarks, Luo grabbed the Swiss franc 76 pistol, and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the opponent's head before the other party could react.

"If you want to kill me, you can't do it with you", Luo Ao said as he looked at the other party with indifferent eyes.

Hei Zhigui's expression was not afraid, her eyes were full of hatred and anger, and a cold voice spat out from her mouth, "The life-killing flower would rather die than give in, if I hear you say such things again, even if I die, I will not let you go, I think the poppy will be like this."

Luo Ao didn't know if he was shocked by the other party's death-defying eyes, or the name mentioned in the other party's last words made him jealous, in short, the other party's lifeless, disregarding all eyes made him feel the other party's persistence and belief, a person has faith is the most frightening.

Even though he knew that the other party couldn't kill him no matter what, he still had a trace of jealousy in his heart, but he forced a calm statement: "If it weren't for her, you know that your behavior is enough to make you die a hundred times in my hands, do you really think I won't kill you?

Black Rose understood that she was Zi Yingli in the other party's mouth, she didn't speak again, but those cold eyes were still staring at each other, fearless, unyielding, persistent, and stoic.

Luo Ao's eyes dodged, the dim light allowed him to hide his discomfort well, an indifferent and merciless voice, like the hands of a clock, struck the silence around him, "The last chance, if you can't finish it again, you don't have to come back, the last bullet is reserved for yourself."