Gunn is an engineer in District 13, who has been working on small equipment in his daily life, and although his work here requires secrecy, the salary and treatment are enough to cover the daily expenses of the family of three, and he can travel occasionally, and he is still quite satisfied with this job.

Today he is a little different, and the corners of his mouth are almost to his ears. When she went home for dinner at noon today, her lovely daughter made her a glove, and heard from his wife that his daughter was pricked with blood in order to make this glove for him, but his lovely little angel not only did not cry, but also told his mother very strong to keep it secret from his father.

Thinking of this, Gunn took out the white glove from his pocket, although the thread on it was not properly handled, he felt that it was the best glove in the world, even if it was a little small.

"Such a good thing, I must Brooke them and let them know how wonderful my little angel is." Thinking of the other friends in the lab, Gunn couldn't help but want to show off, holding his gloves, and walked quickly towards the lab.

Boom!

Gunn was knocked back a few steps by a strong force, and he quickly apologized as a kind person: "I'm sorry, I didn't see it clearly, ah." Before he finished speaking, the electric light-flashing electric lightsaber was less than a centimeter away from his throat, and if he went a little further, he would have been cut open in the major arteries.

Faced with a threat to his life, his body began to tremble in disobedience. Someone else must be joking with me, with this in mind, Gunn gritted his teeth and slowly raised his head, trying to put himself in a harmless posture of humans and animals. Gunn saw a middle-aged, white-haired man in a green suit holding an electric lightsaber against his throat.

Am I really that unlucky?

Hope is disappointed, Gunn begins to feel hopeless, but he thinks of his wife at home, and his little angel waiting for him at home, he will not die here. Clenched the glove in his hand, as if a steady stream of power poured out of it, flowing into Gunn's heart, took a deep breath, and asked, "Is there anything you guys are up to?" ”

"Did you regain your composure so quickly, the quality of the personnel in Area 13 is quite high, then please take me to the place where the charm is placed." As soon as Varon walked into the base, he was worried about how to find the charm, when a guy bumped into him, and it seemed that one of them was a staff member of Area 13, so he directly used him to find the charm.

Spell! Are they those magical oriental magic items, then aren't these people the mafia? When Gunn heard that these were talismans, he immediately understood that these were the mafia people who had heard from his colleagues about snatching talismans, and although he knew their purpose, Gunn had nothing to do. After considering the balance of work ethics and family, I still chose family and nodded and agreed to their request.

Gunn was a little self-deluded and comforted himself: If the charm is lost, it can be recovered, but if I die, my wife and my children will suffer, and there is no way to do it.

After all, people are selfish, and when it comes to interests, they will choose the side that is beneficial to themselves, and only a few can dedicate themselves after all.

Drip, drip!

Sirens sounded, and hurried footsteps rang out in the hallway. Warong was vigilant in his heart, turned to his subordinates behind him and said "Follow me". Gunn saw that Varon turned his head, and the electric light sword was temporarily put away, realizing that this was a good opportunity, his forehead was not satisfied with the dense and fine beads of sweat, and turned around and ran. Hearing footsteps behind him, Wallon pulled out his pistol, aimed it at Gunn, and pulled the trigger.

Gunn fell to the ground with a "bang", a bullet cut open his face, tiny beads of blood oozed from the wound, and the shirt he wore under the white coat was already soaked with cold sweat.

Varon strode forward, raised his foot and stomped on Gunn's face fiercely: "My patience is limited, if you think about running away again, I will kill you directly, give you ten seconds, and if you don't get up, I will send you to your god with one shot." After speaking, he took a sip and spit on Gunn's white overalls, and couldn't help but think that this guy is really cheap, and he really won't have a long memory if he doesn't teach him a lesson.

Gunn, who was kneeling on the floor, gasped for breath from blood loss, and his eyes began to blur, but under the threat of his life, he still used all his strength to grab the fallen glove with his left hand, stood up and covered the wound, and led the way for Varon and his party.

Stomp, stomp!

The well-equipped troops gathered directly in the base and confronted Varon and his party. A soldier who seemed to be the captain of the team took out a megaphone and was about to admonish the bandits in front of him, but before he could speak, a bullet broke the megaphone, and plastic fragments splattered in all directions, and a sharp fragment slashed through the bulletproof eyepiece, leaving a white streak.

The soldier captain rolled sideways, and his good training made him directly pick up the submachine gun and start to counterattack, and the soldiers behind him also began to attack. The mafia, on its part, did not show weakness and began to fight back with its guns exposed. Therefore, the gun license in the United States is really a trap, even if it is an ordinary person, as long as you have a firearms certificate, you can hold a firearm, not to mention these mafias, they are equipped with Thomson submachine guns, although the equipment is slightly inferior to the military, but the powerful firepower makes these guards can't help but want to scold a "MMP".

Wa Long grabbed Gunn's neckline and shuttled flexibly through the battlefield, his own martial arts are not weaker than Jackie Chan, Jackie Chan can dodge bullets, not to mention him, a mafia leader who has experienced gang fights all year round. Under the cover of the rest of the mafia, Varon followed Gunn's guidance to the iron gate where the spell was placed.

Looking at the door that needed to be unlocked with a password, his heart began to become irritable, and an invisible murderous aura emanated from his body, and Gunn, who was frightened, seemed to be in an ice cellar.

Looking at Warong's increasingly dangerous gaze, Gunn didn't dare to delay at all, and typed in "007" (I remember that it seemed to be these three numbers, and Xiaoyu used this password to open the door and take the charm, don't blame me if I remember it wrong). The door slowly opened, and Varon laughed and said to Gunn, "You can get out." Gunn heard this and hurriedly ran away, following this demon's life is not guaranteed, every second is torment, he is ready for this incident, although he was coerced, but he will still be fired for betraying the organization's secrets, just with his ability to change jobs, although the salary may be low, but at least it is safe enough.

Bang!

Gunn's smile froze on his face, the blood in his chest continued to flow, and he fell to the ground, asking in a weak voice, "Didn't you say to let me go?" Why, why kill me. Varon didn't answer his question immediately, and looked at him with interest. Gunn smiled miserably: "Lina, my love, goodbye, Petty, goodbye, I'm not a good father." Laboriously clutching his gloves to his chest, at the end of his life, he saw Lina making his favorite steak and waiting for him, Petty playing on the side, and he smiled and walked over to his paradise.

"Even the bad guys will believe it, you are really more innocent than a child." Varon looked at the dead Gunn and laughed out loud, with a hint of playfulness in his laughter.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

"It's a real and interesting show, Wallon, you're really ruthless." An electronic synthesized sound rushed from the corner of the corridor, waking up Varon who was contemplating how to plan the treasure.

A tall figure wearing a clown mask and a black robe appeared from the corner of the street and slowly walked in front of Vallon. "Sneaky like a mouse, what do you want to do?" Varon was wary of the sudden appearance of the guy, and mocked unceremoniously.

The masked man pulls out his crossbow from under his cloak and shoots arrows at two hidden corners, destroying both cameras with the sound of glass breaking. As he passed Gunn's side, the Masked Man paused, glanced down, and seemed to let out a sigh, but without hesitation, he stepped over his body and walked quickly to Viron, and without saying a word, threw a punch hard.

Hua Long had already been on guard in his heart, and when he saw this masked man making a move, he directly punched him and confronted the masked man.

The masked man was inferior to Wa Long in martial arts, took a few steps back, and said: "Wa Long, you are indeed very strong, this time I already know the gap between me and you, so see you next time." After saying that, he disappeared directly into the air, as if teleporting.

"Varon, if you don't tie your hands and catch you, I'm going to kill you directly."

At this moment, an angry voice reached Wallon's ears along with the sound of hurried footsteps.