[Chapter Word Count:3364 Last Updated:2014-11-1111:14:08.0]

Chapter 1: The Nirvana of Death Row Inmates

At midnight, Wushi, a third-tier city, is only half-lit with its street lights, but the abandoned chemical plant in the mountains is lit up like daylight by a huge matrix of searchlights.

The place, which had not been visited by outsiders for several years, became overcrowded, with dozens of police cars, armoured cars and ambulances surrounding an office building to the east of the plant.

On the roof of the building, Shen Ming, with his back against the rough concrete guardrail, gasped, he hadn't breathed so restlessly since he had begun his arduous sporting rifle training.

Yiqiē is all because of the bastard in front of him, Baliang Jin, known as the underground emperor of Wushi, and the biggest gang leader in ten miles and eight towns.

This gangster with a cross-faced face, with a mouthful of gilded teeth, all the men who see him on weekdays bow their heads to dodge, and the little girl wants to flee immediately, claiming that the Wushi during the day is in charge of the police, and the Wushi at night is his eight taels of gold.

But at this moment, Baliang Jin was kneeling on the cement platform with his head in his hands and his back to Shen Ming, and he had long since lost the appearance of a bully. His mouth full of gold-plated teeth were pulled out one by one, rusty iron tongs and teeth were scattered aside, Shen Ming strangled his neck with a dog chain, and the sports rifle that helped Shen Ming win the provincial junior shooting championship was on the back of the bully's head. As long as Shen Ming gently pulled the trigger, the bully's life was over.

However, Shen Ming was so tired that he still had the strength to pull the trigger to put a question mark, and in the past 3 hours, he had raided this chemical factory occupied by eight taels of gold and more than 100 men. He single-handedly killed as many as 100 armed hooligans, not street ruffians who could only shout with machetes, but drug traffickers who were all armed with pistols and earthen guns, and who had been trained to shoot.

Shen Ming's sporting rifle can penetrate paper targets within 100 meters, but if you want to blow people's heads, you have to shorten the shooting distance to 40 meters. This also means that he almost shot at more than 100 armed hooligans, killing all the way.

Just as Shen Ming was breathing, the medical staff were carrying the corpses from the office building, and none of these hooligans were injured, all of them were shot in the head or pierced through the heart, and the professional SWAT team members were shocked when they saw these corpses.

As the so-called layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway, the special police officers who are proficient in shooting skills can understand how terrifying the murderer is.

Because the places where these corpses were shot in the head were all eyes, the bullets penetrated into the eye sockets and destroyed the brain tissue, and there was no possibility of rescuing them; The bullets fired at the heart are all fitted into the gap between the two chest ribs, saving the kinetic energy of the bullet with the greatest efficiency, so that the sports rifle that is only used for competition has become a murder weapon.

Perhaps every SWAT officer present can score a perfect score of ten rings on the shooting range, but the real combat environment is changing rapidly, and the irregular movement of the target has caused a sharp drop in shooting accuracy, but the murderer can control the error of each shot within 0.1 mm, which is as accurate as a murderous machine.

In order to ensure the success of the mission, they were specially equipped with JS 7.62 mm caliber sniper rifles, which can hit targets the size of apples within an effective range of 800 meters, and can hit targets the size of a coin at a range of 500 meters.

Their position is only 480 meters from where the murderer is, and tonight there is no wind and the climate is mild, which is definitely the sniper's favorite weather.

However, the combination of four snipers and four observers could not lock on to their prey at all. Shen Ming's position happened to be tightly blocked by the fat body of Eight Liang Jin, and he couldn't even see the end of a single hair.

"Falcon One reports that it can't lock down the Cunning Rabbit."

"Falcon Two reports that it can't lock down the Cunning Rabbit."

"Falcon III reports that it can't lock down the Cunning Rabbit."

"Falcon IV reports that it can't lock down the Cunning Rabbit."

Disappointing news kept coming over the intercom that it was unrealistic to kill the target without injuring the hostages, and that sniper opportunities had to be created on the spot.

A gray-haired policeman volunteered to act as a negotiator and stepped out from behind a row of SWAT officers holding 95 assault rifles.

"Little brother, what do you call it?" The old police officer said very kindly.

"Director Zhao! Help me! "Eight taels of gold hate strips the most in his life, but now he is full of blood and screaming as affectionately as his father.

"Don't give me ghosts, people are asking me." Shen Ming pulled the iron chain on his hand, and almost didn't break the neck of Baliang Jin.

"Little brother, I know that this bastard must have a grudge against you, our task force has collected evidence that he has been in the township for many years, his crime is enough to be shot ten times, you don't have to fight for your life here, hand him over to us, the law will naturally give you justice." Director Zhao knows it with reason, and moves with emotion.

"It's a pity ......," Shen Ming said lightly.

"What a pity?"

"It's a pity that he owes my parents and little sister three lives, and if I don't send particles into his brain with my own hands, I won't be able to sleep......" Shen Ming said about the deep hatred, and the hand holding the gun trembled a little. You must know that years of shooting training have allowed him to lift a 10-kilogram dumbbell for 3 hours, and his arms will not tremble since he was 8 years old.

"You are Shen Chongyang's son?" Director Zhao was taken aback, Shen Chongyang and his wife were a pair of professional personal bodyguards, who came to Wushi on a business trip because they received a task, and their biological daughter, who was only 6 years old, also brought it, but she stayed in the hotel.

Just 2 days ago, Shen Chongyang and his wife died in a car accident, and their daughter, who was escorted to the hospital to identify the body, was also seriously injured in a car accident again and has been being rescued.

The police have characterized the two cases as premeditated murders, and the evidence is all directed at the local gang leader. It's just that Shen Ming's revenge is much faster than that of the police, he heard the characteristics of the person's mouth full of gold teeth from the mouth of the sister who gave first aid, and he casually knocked over a local hooligan and learned the location of the eight taels of gold.

He had been here overnight, and before his anger could engulf his mind, he finally put the muzzle of his gun on the back of the bastard's head.

"My dad died...... My mom died...... My sister stopped breathing in front of my eyes...... But the bastard is still alive...... How unfair is that? Shen Ming took a deep breath.

"Attention all personnel, he's ready to shoot......" A voice using an electronic voice changer in the headset reminded that this was an out-of-staff sniper, and just by the sound of Shen Ming's breathing, it had been determined that this kid was preparing for the shooting.

"Enough!" Director Zhao suddenly roared, "Do you know how many people you killed? 103 people! Isn't your revenge enough? Although they are all hooligans, they are also living lives, listen to your voice, you are still just a child, right? Are you going to let yourself go to hell with these bastards? ”

"I don't have a family...... I'm already in hell. Shen Ming pulled the bolt of the gun and pushed the last bullet into the chamber of the gun.

"Come on! Shoot it, imp! Do you dare to shoot? These police uncles are not vegetarians, you must have more bullet holes than me, do you dare? Baliang Jin was frightened stupidly, and suddenly shouted with wild laughter.

"You don't understand ...... at all," Shen Ming's hand no longer trembled, "Shooting and abandoning distractions is my 'extracurricular homework' in elementary school, I never think about whether I dare to shoot, I just see if the trajectory needs to be corrected." ”

The gently bent index finger triggered the primer of the firing pin to hit the bullet, and at the moment when the fire burst out from the muzzle of Shen Ming, the mysterious sniper hidden in the fifth sniper point had already pulled the trigger to counterattack.

The professional sniper bullet roared with kinetic energy that was 8 times stronger than Shen Ming's sports rifle, and this bullet would penetrate Shen Ming's face after penetrating the head of Baliang Jin, who had been dead for 0.05 seconds.

But the miraculous thing is that the bullet of the mysterious sniper was actually grazed by Shen Ming's bullet in mid-air. In slow motion, the trajectory of the sniper bullet changed wonderfully, and the shot that should have killed Shen Ming only pierced his shoulder.

"This kid...... Good luck. The enigmatic sniper pulled the bolt of his gun and ricocheted the hot shell out, grabbing him in mid-air and disappearing into the night before he could accept the reward.

A full 36 hours later, Shen Ming woke up in a hospital bed, he was lucky to pick up a life, but he could not escape the punishment of the law.

It is wrong to counter violence with violence, and revenge must also cost with lives. Shen Ming committed the crime of deliberate murder, and it was a serial murder of 104 people, and his deeds have been dug up by major newspapers and television media.

The juvenile shooting star of the past, today's extreme murderous felon, the strong contrast has brought a strong attention, and even foreign reports have been reported.

You must know that Shen Ming is only 16 years old this year, how can a 16-year-old boy kill 104 people coldly? This is a fact that no one can believe.

However, the man sitting on the edge of Shen Ming's bedside felt that everything was so normal.

"Awake? Boy, your fitness is still a little too bad, such a small injury has left you in a coma for 36 hours, and if you were on the battlefield, you would have died ten times. The muscular man who was wearing a camouflage military uniform but no rank or military badge next to him said teasingly.

"I'm not a soldier...... That's not a battlefield either......" Shen Ming looked up at the gray ceiling and said coldly, his location was not a hospital, but a prison, and the cold iron fence at the head of the bed was the insurmountable gap between him and freedom.

"Yes, it's not a battlefield, it's purgatory, and those you killed have terrified expressions on their faces that are worse than the ghosts in purgatory. Many corpses had and urine in their crotches, and some of them hit their backs, and you still sent bullets into their hearts through the gaps in their ribs when they had given up resisting. The man in military uniform described it vividly.

"If you want me to feel guilty, then you're going to be disappointed, I never feel sorry for the target I hit, whether it's a paper target or a meat target." Shen Ming is cold and not like a human.

"Boy, do you know what's going to happen next?" The military man asked with a smile.

"Identifying the scene? Trial? Shot? Shen Ming had no fear.

"This is just a normal process, in fact, there is still a possibility for your future, join the 'Nirvana Project' and complete the inhuman task, as long as you can survive 10 years, although the probability is very small, but as long as you survive, you can return to society alive and be reborn in Nirvana.

It's the same death, it depends on whether you want to die on the deserted Dharma field or on the bloody battlefield. The uniformed man put the empty bullet casing left over from the sniper Shen Ming on his pillow, "My name is Kaos, you can call me Colonel, or the devil, in my sniper career, there has never been a person who can't be killed by a single shot within 500 meters, you are the first."

Nirvana, you are eligible to participate. ”

"Nirvana?" Shen Ming muttered softly to himself.