I still can't help it.

Ryo Okubo stared at the hideous and terrifying mask, his throat was smoking from the burning heat of his chest, and he tried to breathe out every breath, listening to the magma in the depths of his throat, flowing, and every explosion faintly with a voice that burrowed into his brain, the voice calling his brother and asking him to give her revenge.

The anger that had not yet cooled finally erupted, he had to erupt, and the magma would form a black shell wrapped around his heart after it cooled, and he would be cold and breathless for the rest of his life, blaming himself to death in a claustrophobic cocoon, so he chose to erupt, and the blood in his veins was no longer blood, but hot molten iron slurry!

The so-called revenge is such a thing, you should open your arms and throw the enemy into your arms when you are burning the hardest, and burn yourself and the other party together in pain and turn into a pinch of dust.

The black Glock barrel was halfway into the fangs of the minister's mask, and the Glock17 pistol designed by Glock only jammed once out of 10,000 shots in a firearms competition, with a negligible chance of one in 10,000 shots, and if he pressed the trigger, the bullet would spin and shoot into the old man's mouth, drilling up obliquely to blast a cavity in the brain, and finally opening a huge hole in the back of the head.

His fingers were as tight as iron, and the trigger that triggered the firing pin trembled millimeters, and he was just a line away from firing the bullet that was already hot in the chamber of the gun.

"Shoot, shoot, why don't you shoot?"

In the fierce confusion of consciousness, Ryoichi even hallucinated that the king general in front of him was sneering and mocking him, and the tongue in the mouth that was gagged by the barrel of the gun licked the residual temperature and the smell of gunsmoke flexibly, and there was a ho-ho laugh under the hateful smile, which further stimulated his cranial nerves.

I don't care about you.

Ryoichi fired.

Seventeen shots were fired in succession, the muzzles of the guns erupted into dazzling flames, the noise of gunfire echoed through the empty Elysium Hall, and brass shells popped out and fell on the table.

Smoke rises, and Glock points its muzzle at the ceiling, one hand on the barrel.

"Why?" Ryoichi, holding the gun, asked.

At the last moment, all the bullets were shot crooked, shooting vertically into the ceiling, bringing up a little white ash and falling on the green velvet table.

There was applause at the table, and it was Wang Jiang who applauded, which must have been extremely ironic compared to the smile behind the mask.

The king applauded, and Sakurai also applauded, so the applause in the entire Elysium was one after another.

Beside him, Lin Nian easily opened the hand holding 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 is so easy to kill him, it is not too late for me to put the barrel of your gun into his mouth again after asking him." ”

Ryoichi's stiff body slowly relaxed, and he pressed Glock to the table, dragging it to the side and getting on and off the table.

Between the staggered eyes, Ryoichi read Lin Nian's subtext.

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

Yes, if Ryoichi shoots in a rage and accidentally blows the head of the leader of the fierce ghosts, then the nightmare that has plagued the Japanese branch for decades can be over, and Lin Nian only needs to turn on the moment and rush out of the Elysium with Ryoichi to escape to the mountains.

But is it really that simple? Will the king sit unguarded behind the gambling table, like a fish on the cutting board?

Lin Nian's afterglow fell behind him.

Didn't move.

The black-clothed men in the entire Elysium did not move, and they looked feverishly at the old man behind the gambling table, as devout as if they had seen Yahweh above the gate of heaven.

The fact that the men didn't move when Ryoichi shot seems to support a fact

- They thought that the king would be immortal.

And Sakurai Kotwi pulled out the sword not for the life of the king, but just to punish Ryoichi Okubo for his rude and violent transgression.

The king will not be so simple, at least, this old man will not die so simply on a Glock bullet.

This was an intuition, an intuition that Lin Nian didn't know where to go, he looked at the old man wearing the mask of the princess and felt like he was staring at a cloud of black mist, empty, radiating the aura of fear and abyss, he thought that if he took a step faster than Ryoichi and swung his knife, he would only cut through the hazy black mist, and there would be no blood and flesh sticking to the blade.

"Spare him his life, I have a question for him." Lin Nian sat back in his chair, and the short knife was inserted into the solid wood table, and the sawdust poured out from under the red table paint like skin and flesh, enough to see the sharpness of the blade.

The Wang general on the other side of the table let out a low laugh, Lin Nian didn't speak, just waited for him to finish laughing, and after laughing enough, he asked himself: "Lin Jun, are you really a child who is only 16 years old?" ”

"People who know me say that I am precocious, and you are no exception, is this the admiration of the generals of the fierce ghosts for the rookies in the headquarters? If yes, I accept it. Lin Nian grabbed the bullet case in the center of the table, the hot temperature spread on his skin, he kneaded the smooth case twice and let it go, letting it fall on the marble floor with a crisp sound.

"I'm curious, if Liang Yijun is for revenge, what is Lin Jun coming to the Paradise Pavilion for?" Wang Jiang asked.

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

"No, not enough." The king suddenly said, "That's not why you're here. ”

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

"No, you're not that kind of person." Wang Jiang smiled, even if he used the shield with the mask of the minister, Lin Nian could still feel that he was smiling under the mask, and the smile was so sarcastic, as if he was mocking the mercy under the butcher's knife.

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

"So, is that why you're here?" Wang Jiang said.

"Don't think that just because you find out my background with big data intelligence, you think you know me well enough." Lin Nian said coldly: "Knowing my birthday, using the password he set as the bomb box, this joke looks funny, but it doesn't mean that you know me well, I hate self-righteous people like you, hiding behind the scenes and watching the data investigated by his subordinates feel like they are in control." ”

Wang Jiang stared directly at Lin Nian for half a minute and did not speak, and finally he said in a deep voice, "You are starting to make me feel strange. ”

"We've never seen it." Lin Nian said.

"yes, like we've never seen it before." Wang Jiang said, "You are starting to make me feel cheated. ”

Inexplicable conversations.

Lin Nian didn't have any expression on his face, but he frowned in his heart, he realized that Wang Jiang's words had a deep meaning, but he couldn't read it, this feeling was very bad, because he couldn't take the initiative to provoke this topic, otherwise he would inevitably fall into the trap of the other party's words and fall into passivity.

"Then you're here for revenge tonight." Wang Jiang leaned back, sat upright, and looked at Lin Nian on the other side of the gaming table for a long time.

Liang Yi on the side clenched blood from his fist under the table, staring at Wang Jiang, 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, Liangyi-kun, you shouldn't have appeared here and looked at me angrily." The king chuckled.

"Are you trying to say that my sister didn't deserve to die?" Ryoichi's voice was a little hoarse, and his teeth seemed to be biting hard steel.

"No, how can you think that?" The king general vetoed: "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 flames! You should have been the damned person in that explosion! Wang Jiang said: "Speaking of which, if you want to blame Lin Jun beside you, let you suffer a torment that is far more painful than instant death, and wander in this world like a walking corpse, shouldn't the object of your revenge be him?" Why are you angry at me for no reason? ”

"Ryochi-kun, you're like Icarus getting too close to the sun, and his wax wings are destined to melt in the fireworks... Lin Nian, don't you understand, you should be the only one who sat here to talk to me at the beginning. Wang Jiang looked at Lin Nian: "It was you who saved the man next to you that made him so miserable, he should have died with that girl named Chihiro in the plan, when you arrived at the explosion site of the old accommodation building, you would only find a card with Bliss and full of anger, the style of the Eight Snake Qi family will definitely force you to go out alone, with your character, you will definitely come to the meeting alone, right?" That's what we're for, but you're on the scene by accident, and you've saved the damned. ”

Lin Nian closed his eyes, took a deep breath slightly, and did not speak.

"Young people and young people will attract each other, young people and young people will have common topics, Liang Yijun is a very good person, and the death of young people can inspire the anger of young people, and only young people will be as impulsive as young people, reckless to go here. The king said: "It's just that because of you, the person who shouldn't have lived, survived, and there will be an extra man in this world who burns himself for no reason... Speaking of which, it's all your fault that Liangyijun is so miserable. ”

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

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

- The fierce ghosts, the king general, are just for him.

Regarding Lin Nian's question, General Wang lowered his head and smiled.

"Because it's too similar." Wang Jiang looked up at Lin Nian: "You are too similar... Once upon a time, an old man. ”