Lin Yuanhong drove a red sports car on the road, the display screen on the car appeared in chaotic Japanese, he was in a good mood today, and cleanly completed the task given to him above: assassinated the disobedient politician, just as he passed by the Bund, suddenly an explosion sounded, the flames danced in the crowd, he wanted to go down to see what was happening, so he brought a pistol, got out of the car, and ran in the direction of the flames, as the saying goes, curiosity kills cats, but he is not a cat, in the scattered crowd, he saw one, one, Tea hair? Schoolgirl? Crawling on the ground with difficulty, and scratching a long blood mark on the ground, it turned out that there were still people affected by the explosion, he was stunned for a moment, was thinking about whether to take her, then a group of people ran around the corner, they were wearing suits, and they were all holding guns in their hands, this group of people saw Lin Yuanhong, hesitated, and then shot at him again, Lin Yuanhong was originally a professional killer, quickly dodged, he heard the group of people say: ' That woman is there' Lin Yuanhong heard it, it turned out that they were looking for that tea hair, Lin Yuanhong was a little worried about her, so Lin Yuanhong glanced in that direction, just saw her pull out a pistol from under her clothes, put down a person, one of them shot at her again, hit one of her feet, tea snorted in pain, at this time, Lin Yuanhong suddenly jumped out of the place where he was hiding just now, and the remaining people fell to the ground in response to the successive gunshots. Alas, after all, a profession is a profession, and it can be seen from his calculation ability, he used the movement speed of a normal person, and then used the position of the people he saw just now and the size of his voice, he deduced the general direction, and after seeing those people fall to the ground one after another, he glanced at Lin Yuanhong, as if to remember his appearance, and fainted.

Lin Yuanhong sighed, she hugged her car and bandaged it, "It seems that if you don't want to, you have to do it" He thought so, so he fastened his seat belt, and after a shrill engine sound, the car disappeared in the night.

The next day.

Cha Fa opened her eyes, "What a strange ceiling", she said to herself, suddenly, she remembered the mission she failed yesterday, and after a moment of trance, she became extremely awake, she remembered to see where she was, at this time there was a sharp pain in her left arm and left foot, and then she saw her injured left arm and left foot, Cha Fa endured the pain, leaned against the wall, looked up at the room, there was no special decoration, the early morning sun shone through the glass window, shining on the wooden floor, at this time the door opened, and a person came in with a food bag, Cha Fa wanted to grope for something from under his clothes, but there was nothing, Cha Fa seemed to remember something, and his face suddenly turned red. Lin Yuanhong said a little puzzled: "Eh, what's wrong with you?" Suddenly, Chafa shouted: "Perverted! Exhibitionism! Lin Yuanhong was stunned, and secretly slandered in his heart: How can I be an exhibitionist, and it's not right to be perverted, I don't seem to have done anything.

After Cha Fa said this, Cha Fa felt a little dizzy, as if it was the cause of excessive blood loss, he couldn't catch it off guard, and sat on the ground with his buttocks, Lin Yuanhong hurriedly went to help her up, Cha Fa was suddenly startled and moved back, Lin Yuanhong sighed, the gun was taken out by yourself, Cha Fa suddenly realized, and said in a low voice: "Yes, I'm sorry, uh, I blame you, but it's still me." ”

After a while, Lin Yuanhong probably knew that her name was Mikoto Misaka, and she was jealous of another subordinate under Liu Zhixiong (Liu's Group), so she deliberately planned this farce, the important thing is that Mikoto Misaka didn't know, when she opened the box and found that the box was empty, she knew that she was calculated, and she gritted her teeth in anger. And Liu Zhixiong didn't know the truth of all this, he only felt that Mikoto Misaka betrayed him.

But if she goes back now, maybe she will be a sheep in the tiger's den, and I don't know who is creating rumors.

Lin Yuanhong asked her to meet here to recuperate for a few days before leaving, but Mikoto Misaka refused, the reason was: Well, staying here at night would make her a little uneasy.

After the blood, Mikoto Misaka brought an adrenaline rush and the Italian boletta, and after solemnly thanking him at the door, he walked in the direction of his house alone.

Mikoto Misaka went to her apartment, half of the adrenaline, and walked up quietly with her waist bent, and when she just arrived at her floor, she looked left and right, and there was no one, and she walked to her door gently, opened the door, and there was still no one, breathed a sigh of relief, took the door, gently pulled out the chair, sat down in front of the computer, and deleted all the information, of course, the photos she took with her best friends were all deleted, and everything she thought threatened them, few people would know that she was a professional killer, Mikoto Misaka put up a sign in a company in foreign trade and went through all the procedures, and there were transfer records on the bank procedures, and everything was almost seamless. Mikoto almost didn't lie to them, and after doing everything she had to do, Mikoto Misaka picked up the pistol on the table, tiptoed out the door, locked it, and walked towards the staircase. At this time, Mikoto Misaka heard a slight but chaotic footsteps in the corridor, Mikoto Misaka's intuition told her that this group of people had a lot to do with her, Mikoto Misaka closed her eyes and noticed that there were about three or four people, and there was no slight friction between the clothes, which made her more convinced that this group of people was not simple, Mikoto Misaka didn't want to do anything more, she just wanted to leave this place quickly. However, she thought: if she is discovered, she will have to fight hard.

Mikoto Misaka thought so, hid in an inconspicuous corner, and waited for the four people to walk by, once again bent their waists, trying to get out of here, but one of them suddenly turned back nervously, and shot at Mikoto Misaka almost without hesitation, and the attention of the other three was also attracted by this sudden gunshot, and the other three people shot at Mikoto Misaka at the same time, she had to hide behind a large fire cabinet and was forced to shoot back, the first gunfire was accompanied by the sound of the first person falling to the ground, Mikoto Misaka rushed out from behind the fire cabinet, rushed to the remaining three, pulled out the knife, the tip of the knife slashed through the throats of two of them one after another, the sticky blood was thrown on the wall, the blood beads slowly slid down, the last one reacted quickly, and suddenly became alert after seeing the three people being killed, raised his hand and knocked off the knife in Mikoto Misaka's hand, and then raised his leg to kick Mikoto Misaka, just kicked the injured left arm, Mikoto Misaka endured the pain, covered his left arm and jumped down the corridor, and suddenly felt as if something hot was flowing out of his left foot, But now I can't do so much, just lifting my paralyzed left foot to avoid the bullets, and the people on the street are getting out of the way.

Even for such a situation is not surprising, because almost every day there is a farce with one such play, nothing more.

The last man was still chasing after him, the distance was getting closer and closer, Mikoto Misaka went into a small alley, found the adrenaline that was half left, the sound of breathing was getting closer and closer, and the syringe in Mikoto Misaka's hand trembled. Finally, the syringe fell to the ground, and when she heard the sound, the person turned his head vigilantly and found Mikoto Misaka in the corner, Mikoto Misaka was a little panicked now, Mikoto Misaka panicked, and was accidentally hit in the shoulder again, she stumbled and stumbled away.

Mikoto Misaka found herself running into a dead end, Mikoto Misaka's bullets had run out, and the person was slowly approaching, she was completely panicked now, but she still had the backbone, just retreating step by step. The man with sunglasses slowly raised his gun at Mikoto Misaka, who covered her shoulders and looked at the black muzzle with a dull gaze.

Gunshots rang out in my ears.