Giako's Adam's apple rolled a little, and a fiery gaze fell on the man's thinned lips. Further down, there is a shirt that hugs the throat, a silver-purple and black striped tie, and then an inky plaid dark pattern suit on the outside. Neat and ascetic. Like a gun.

The man slammed him into a row of shelves. His back was again pressed against the undulating and bumpy guns. Zhao Tian panted heavily, and pressed Jia Ke to his chest. Jaco paused for a moment, then cursed as he unfastened the other's belt. Cheerful and intense notes began to collide in his brain, and the violin and cello music intertwined, as if pulling apart a dense and supple net. At that moment he surrendered, no matter who the other party was, anyway, he just wanted to vent his desire to almost explode.

His hand slipped through the man's shirt and touched the man's hard abs. Zhao Tian's eyes fell on Jia Ke's body through the thin lenses. His hands kneaded hard over Jaco's stiff buttocks, wrapped in suit pants. Jaco glanced at him and slid down against his chest, forcing the other hand, which had fallen on his tail vertebrae, to slide up and press on his shoulder, and then to his skull. Zhao Tian's palm protected the back of his head, and his body pushed forward slightly. Giacco sat on his knees, like a cheetah resting, like a lion ready to fight.

(Harmony) -

The frenzied notes were still colliding in Giako's mind, and Giaco couldn't help but gasp and said passively, "I said I didn't want to ......" God knows how weak his willpower is now.

"Until ......the end," the corners of the man's mouth rose slightly, and he took out a pistol from his chest. It was the usual □□ that Zhao Tian wore with him, just like Jia Ke's revolver. That's a Beretta. His hand slid all the way down Giako's back and into his tail vertebrae again. Jaco's whole body trembled. Zhao Tian loosened Jako's belt, and Beretta slid his fingers into Jaco's panties.

The beating heart almost made Giako's ears ring, and 666's warning blurred in front of him.

Giacco was almost unsteady on his feet, goosebumps rising as Beretta rolled down. He leaned on Zhao Tian, resting his chin on Zhao Tian's shoulder, and the fiery breath exhaled from his nose almost burned Zhao Tian.

Mozart Symphony No. 40 in G minor.

Giako's eyes looked up at the ceiling, slowly closing and opening them again.

The cold mechanical touch and a strong sense of crisis stimulated Jia Ke's scalp, and he grabbed Zhao Tian's arm, and the green tendons on the back of his hand bulged-

(Harmony every day) -

Jia Ke bit Zhao Tian's neck, and the bloody qi mixed with hormones that seemed to spread throughout the entire space, making both of them a little dizzy. A strong sense of crisis and pleasure rushed to the top of his head at the same time, making Zhao Tian almost can't help but open Beretta's insurance. The double thrill made Jaco lose his mind for a while, and then there was a white light in front of him.

Bach Brandenburg Concerto No. 3 in G major.

Giako slowly separated the two, his breath shaky. He sorted out his pants for Zhao Tian, who was also calming his low breath, and then sorted out his pants. Zhao Tian buckled the belt slowly and methodically, but the palm of his hand still had the touch of the other party's round buttocks.

He pulled out his handkerchief to wipe the liquid-stained Beretta and put it on his chest, causing Giaco's face to stiffen uncontrollably.

"You're not afraid of ruining your baby."

Jaco said lazily.

Zhao Tian touched Jia Ke's lower lip, then chuckled, put one hand in his pocket, and walked to the door. He picked up the vinyl record from the shelf next to the door, waved it, and left the door. As he left, Jaco saw that he was still bulging underneath, apparently getting up again in a short time.

A complicated look gradually appeared on Giako's contented face. He slapped 666, which had come over cautiously, to keep himself from seeing the words that were flashing on its screen.

He waited a full fifteen minutes before calmly opening the door with a sniper and attempting to leave the arsenal, but the man standing outside the door nearly knocked him into it. Jeff stood silently in front of him and immediately bowed when he saw him.

"You...... When was it here? ”

"From the moment you entered."

Jako's face was a little delicate, and he scolded in a low voice before he said, "What did he say to you?" The "he" of Jia Ke of course refers to Zhao Tian.

“…… The big boss says you're entertaining yourself. ”

"." Jaco lifted his leg and left-

Jaco doesn't want to kill Qinglong for the time being. He changed the plan, had 666 re-documented, and forbade it to ask any questions. He wiped the gun in his hand, disassembled it one by one, put it in a violin case, and left the house in the dark.

When he left, Zhao Tian looked at his cheetah-like figure below in front of the huge window lattice on the second floor, and asked, "What did he take?" ”

"A MK11-0 sniper." Wei Tian stood behind him and whispered.

"Did he say he's going to trouble anyone?"

"The second master said......" Wei Tian hesitated, "'If you have the ability, you can guess'." ”

Zhao Tian let out a hint of laughter from his nose. He turned around and said to Wei Tian, "Make a call to our people from Suzaku, and be sure to protect that little bird before dawn." ”

"But......" Wei Tian's shocked eyes revealed a trace of hesitation, "If the second master wants to kill the Suzaku master, why do we ......?"

"To give him a goal." Zhao Tian's eyes flickered, he picked up a fairy tale book in his hand, and smiled-

As Jia Ke walked through the night, he had been thinking expressionlessly about how to break Zhao Tian's face that seemed to be in control. He really wanted to see what Zhao Tian's expression would be if he stood in front of Zhao Tian and told him that my mission was to destroy the miè world, so the first person to be killed was you.

When he got into the car with his hood, he was still thinking about what weapon to use to kill Zhao Tian. With a sniper gun? What a waste, FN pistol? No, it's not qualified, you have to use something more expensive. Then Jaco struggled expressionlessly with his revolver and the other party's Beretta choice for a long time.

The taxi dropped him off at Mengang, and he took another taxi to Wellland. He had a copy of the itinerary of the Suzaku master in his hand, and he cooperated it with the itinerary of the second Suzaku master for a long time, and finally waited for this day - the day when the big master and the second master appeared at the same time.

If you want to kill Suzaku, it is not enough to kill a big boss, and the second boss as a spare tire also needs to be solved together. That's why they don't always act together.

[After killing them, the entire Suzaku region will be contested by other gangs.] 666 reminded him, "You don't have enough people to control the Suzaku by hand. 】

"Yes, I don't, but I don't believe Zhao Tian doesn't." Jaco lazily got out of the car and said.

In front of him was a huge concert hall, the concert had already begun, and he was undoubtedly late.

"I'm sorry I'm late." Giacco took off his hoodie in the car and slung it to his forearm, wearing a white shirt and dainty suspenders, carrying a violin case in his hand and speaking French.

The gatekeeper looked at each other and said, "Who are you?" ”

"Mr. Warren, this is my invitation. I'm here for a special show. ”

The other party confirmed the invitation, and then respectfully invited him in. Giacco entered the concert hall through the side door with graceful and hurried steps. He smiled and apologized to the attendant at the door, and walked down the small silent corridor to the highest auditorium. There is an observation deck on the side of the highest auditorium, which is very high and usually not sold. The observation decks on both sides are the best viewing position. As Giacco walked around the arc-shaped concert hall, musicians on stage were playing Bach's Violin Sonata No. 5 in F major, "Spring."

Giaco's head swayed and swayed slightly to the rhythm, and the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, like an elegant musician. He walked up to the observation deck and then up to the rooftop. In Willand, apart from the bell tower, this is the highest place.

"It's great to have classical music when you shoot it."

Jaco said subconsciously.

666 duly stopped his feigning. [At six o'clock, they are coming out.] 】

Unhurriedly, Giacco stepped onto the hemispherical roof of the concert hall, sat down on it, and lowered the violin case as well. He began to assemble the sniper gun slowly and methodically, and although his demeanor was leisurely, his movements were extremely swift.

The night breeze throughout Willand blew softly on his face, and the temperature of this seaside city was never low, and no one ever wore a padded jacket. Giacco sniffed the salty sea in the air, looked at the city lit up below, and said lightly, "It's beautiful." ”

Then he lay down and aimed at the crowd as they walked out of the casino. To his surprise, there were so many people around the two Suzaku masters. It's nothing for Giako's shooting skills, but it's not easy for the opponent to escape.

Jaco squinted his eyes, his powerful vision allowing him to see the faces surrounding the two leaders without the need for a scope. A smile appeared on his face.

[It's so shameless! 666 said angrily, "He's blocking you from completing your mission. 】

"No," Jaco laughed, with an almost confidant-like cheerfulness and softness, "he's helping me." ”

The spring sonata quickly entered the □□, but the notes that should have been quickened slowed down, and Giaco's gaze was fixed on the man in his coat and hat and the younger leader beside him.

“Adieu。” The soft tone of voice came from Jaco's throat like a lover's farewell. Drift in the air with the sea breeze in the most delicate way.

A bullet passed through the sky over the city and sank into the heart of the hated Suzaku master, and the man's eyes looked at Jaco for a moment. Jako's gaze met him from a distance, and then his pale eyes curled slightly, and he smiled back. His shot quickly caused chaos around him, and the second master was immediately surrounded by countless people, and the crowd surrounded him impenetrably, and countless people scolded him in various languages.

666 finally understood, several bouquets of flowers flashing across his screen. Thinking that Giacco said it was popcorn, he wilted and stuffed it back again.

The second master of Suzaku was very tall and burly, a head above others, and was the tallest among the people present. Even when everyone surrounded him, he was still exposed to Jaco's range. What made him even more furious was that there were so many people around him that he couldn't even immediately fall to the ground or retreat into his original building.

It was the difference in that moment, Giacko's second bullet buried in his brow. The bullet pierced his skull through his eyebrows, into his brain, and out of the back of his head.

Giacco ignored the boiling crowd, wearing a black hoodie, very quickly dismantled the sniper, put it in the violin case, and quickly went downstairs. He took off his hoodie down the aisle and put it on his arm again, and the waiter greeted him with some surprise when he saw him. He nodded his hand regretfully, indicating that he was on an important business. The smile on his lips and his handsome face made people feel no disgust.

Then he left through the back door.

There are several concert halls throughout Wellland, and he wanders along the avenues of Wellland, admiring the seaside scenery. His flaxen hair was blown by the wind and fluttered on his cheeks. He left Third Avenue and walked onto Seventh Street, where the faint sound of opera echoed through the concert hall in the salty sea breeze across the city road.

Bach, The Passion of John, second movement.