Some people, who themselves do not understand the meaning of their existence, repeat and do things that are unimaginable to others. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoHe's such a person, he doesn't know what he calls it, but the instructor and his companions call him a scorpion, and he thinks he's a scorpion.

The name is meaningless to him, and there is even nothing in the world that makes sense to him. If you insist on saying what he likes to do, it is to wipe the gun, and the cold firearm is the scorpion's favorite. They are always so loyal that they never betray.

In the United States, it is known as a democratic country. But there is always discrimination against people of color. Scorpion is a yellow man, and in this part of the base camp, he was also bullied by some white-skinned companions. They are stronger than scorpions, but scorpions are more cunning.

Since he was a child, he has not experienced much in society, he just grew up in a place called the base camp, and the meaning of his existence is to complete the task, which was taught to him by their instructors. And his instructor seems to have killed him during a mission. And what is there about this? Since childhood, it seems that the blood of the scorpion has become cold.

When he grew up, the scorpion was asked to complete all kinds of tasks, the most of which was to kill people, which was very good, he completed them all and survived. I've heard that some of the losers can't even find their bodies, and the scorpions are still alive at least until now.

"I heard that after this mission is completed, you can leave the base camp, but for yourself, where can you go if you leave the base camp?" The scorpion had been thinking about such a thing all these days, and he had not thought about what would happen if he had not completed the task, because the scorpion had never failed. And if he fails, he doesn't need to think about this problem, and he will only have one end, death.

As he grew older, the scorpion could feel that he was stronger than ever, and this time the mission was to kill a man named Zhang Yang. No matter who he is, he has killed more people, and he is not worse than that.

"China is a nasty country, I heard that they ban guns over there, and guns are banned for such cute friends?" Fortunately, thanks to the face of the scorpion, the yellow-skinned face made him have a lot less trouble in China, and under the guidance of the organization, he came to Tiannan City, and the organization has prepared everything for him. Scorpions should not stay in Tiannan City for too long, as a long time will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.

In fact, the scorpion has many opportunities to start, he has carefully observed Zhang Yang of Future Technology, and it is never easy to get into Future Technology, and the outside of Zhang Yang's office is inconvenient for him to start.

Every time Zhang Yang came out, he always walked in the forefront, there were people on both sides who were protecting, and there were people in front, and the timing of the attack was blocked by Peng Yi and Caesar because of some coincidences, and the time was getting less and less, and the time these days had to complete the task.

"I don't know why, the people above the organization haven't come, but I just need to complete my mission, today, the opportunity is today." The scorpion rarely spoke, just thought silently in his heart. These days, the scorpion has no internet access, no contact with the outside world, nothing.

From the moment Zhang Yang left the company, he followed Zhang Yang from afar, avoiding the camera all the way, and bringing his equipment, although his appearance is a little strange, but there are many strangers in the world, isn't it?

"What's that? Robots? The scorpion frowned, his hunch had saved him many times, and this time it didn't feel good. In the past, the scorpion listened to his inner feelings, but this is the last mission. "It feels like something could be wrong, doesn't it?"

While Zhang Yang had been talking, the scorpion had already arrived at a place with a wide field of vision.

"Well, this location is very good, with a great view, and almost no one will come up." The scorpion thought and opened the equipment he carried, unlike the complex equipment of the American soldiers, all he had with him was his sniper rifle and a few potions that could be injected at any time, and he touched the potion. and a measuring device.

"Ha, old man, you've saved me a few times." The scorpion's grim face pulled out an ugly smile. If you don't consider his profession, Scorpion can be regarded as a handsome guy.

When Zhang Yang got out of the car, it was several robots that opened the door for Zhang Yang, which made the scorpion frown, and then Zhang Yang was surrounded by the crowd again, and then Zhang Yang walked into the mall. Although there is a chance, the scorpion does not want to take risks. He knew that his gun could only be fired once, and Zhang Yang protected many people, but most of them didn't play a role, at least for the scorpion.

Zhang Yang stayed in the mall for a long time, but the scorpion was not in a hurry at all, he had been lying down in West Asia for a day or two, and completing the task was his goal. As for what it means to be tired, it seems that scorpions have never felt this way.

There are several exits from the mall, but the scorpion knows that Zhang Yang will definitely come out from this side, not why, just because of his intuition.

The contact in the organization has always been through face-to-face, or paper letters, and it is said that the organization cannot trust the Internet, and Old Jack said the same. For him, it's the same in any way, as long as it doesn't interfere with him in completing the task.

As he expected, Zhang Yang walked out of the intersection he envisioned as he expected, and walked in the front, the robot next to him probed his brain and didn't know what he was looking at, and the bodyguard next to him was the same as in the eyes of the scorpion, and he smiled in his heart: "Can you block my bullets?" ”

The bullets are special-made, the guns are special-made, and the bullets are in a supersonic state the entire time. Almost anywhere a person is hit, except for the limbs, the powerful kinetic energy of the bullet can cause a one-hit killing effect.

The gun has already been assembled, and the measuring instrument next to it displays accurate data such as wind progression, wind direction, humidity, etc.

For these, the scorpion has long been memorized, and according to the direction and speed of the target person's travel, the scope is opened. Of course, the current scope is almost not reflective, and one is not open just in case.

Everything was so natural, after a shot was fired, after observing it, the target person actually pushed away from the robot next to him, and it seemed that the robot had blocked the damage of the stray bullet to the target person.

Ignoring the horror in his heart, the scorpion had already seen two robots rushing towards where he was.