When the gambling snake opened the book for the first time, he thought it was a joke, but after flipping through a few pages, he began to wonder, and the more he looked back, the more frightened he became. In addition to being surprised by the level of detail in the content, he also noticed that the number of pages and the thickness of the book were not proportional at all. According to the thickness of the naked eye, no matter how thin the paper is, the total number of pages of this book will not exceed 1,000, but when you open it at random in the middle, you can see more than 3,000 page numbers. He speculated that there was a jump in the page number, but he lifted a corner and quickly swiped it, but he couldn't see any big jumps.

It feels like Diablo2's map system, generated and stretched infinitely just inches out of your field of view, where there may be a road or just a wall. It seems like the future in ten seconds, close at hand, but still ungraspable.

Even if mankind has entered the 23rd century, even if the capacity of an e-book in this year is basically equal to half of a library. But the seemingly ordinary paper book in front of the gambling snake can't be explained by science and logic.

The mere fact that its content is not limited by thickness is already physically incomprehensible, and the fact that the book is full of a person's inner activities is even more incredible.

After a short time, he had to say goodbye and leave. Now that the things have been handed over, it's time for him to hide. He didn't know whether Tianyi would give him a commission for the middleman, and he didn't want to know, what Zuo Dao was looking forward to most now was to see the news of Tianyi and the blood lord dying together in the newspaper one day, so that he could be completely at ease.

The gambling snake did not mean to keep him, just the so-called Youyou Luoyang Dao, in what year, like the two of them, who wandered outside the law and were above mortals, I don't know if I can live tomorrow today, and the word goodbye really doesn't mean much.

The gambling snake didn't even say thank you, even if the book was indeed written on Gilson II's heart, the person he should thank was Tianyi. And if the book is fake, some kind of trap, then it is difficult to say the position of the left.

Because the more you get to know a person, the more you will feel that person is not a thing.

For the gambling snake, there is only one person who really trusts in this life, and he has been dead, dead for many years, and thought that he had taken revenge, but from this book of the heart called Gilson II, it seems that the matter is not over yet.

Half an hour passed, and the doubts in the heart of the gambling snake gradually disappeared, and the authenticity of this book was obviously beyond doubt. From childhood to middle age, forty years of life, ignorance, throbbing, debauchery, greed, violence, and hatred all jumped on the page. In addition to these, there is naturally a conscience, the wicked also have remorse, sympathy, kindness, and true love, human nature is a complex thing, and human beings as an individual are full of contradictions and unpredictable variables.

Such a book, not even by Gilson II himself, could have been produced, and therefore even less likely to be forged by others. The gambling snake can only attribute the book of the heart in front of him to an item made by an ability, which is the only reasonable explanation at this stage.

Putting aside the question of the existence of the book itself, who exactly is the person named "Tianyi" and what is his identity and purpose? This becomes even more intriguing.

But these are not in a hurry, the most important thing in front of you is very clear, killing.

It is the enemy who kills, the enemy who does not share the sky.

Home, work, legal identity, aside from trivial things, these three things are the foundation of the world for modern people. Seven years ago, the gambling snake thought he needed these too, so he left the organization, gradually becoming numb, and the beast inside fell into a deep sleep.

Four days earlier, Gouton had come to the door and given the name of Gilson II, and that night he had told him that the count was still alive. Although the gambling snake didn't react much on the surface, he knew in his heart at that time that he urgently needed to kill.

The principle of hiding a weapon within five meters, the skill to subdue three bandits in less than a minute in the bank, calm judgment, resolute action, strict habits, and ingrained ways of behaving...... These are things that cannot be thrown away, and the sword that is put away in the sheath is still a sword. The beast will awaken, its fangs still sharp.

Compared with the hard-won peaceful life, the pleasure of stabbing the enemy is obviously more attractive. The flame of vengeance has been kindled, and only the outpouring of blood can quench it.

At this time, someone actually sent such a book, as if he had an insight into what he was going to do, and gave the most powerful support.

From the book, the gambling snake learned that what Gilson II has done in the past seven years is not just as simple as recruiting troops, his scheming city is no longer what it used to be, and for a person who has lost most of the functions of his body, his brain power has increased significantly.

Seven years ago, he lost consciousness after being hung by a rope against the outer wall of the bell tower, and by the time his mental activity resumed, two weeks had passed since the night of his assassination. The local HL governor is supposed to be a shrewd and capable man, and he did not release any specific figures on casualties, nor did he release any clear information about whether the big names were alive, but secretly transported the bodies and survivors to other areas. Presumably, he was afraid that the assassination would spread to the medical institutions of the Empire, so he chose this cautious approach.

This caution helped Gilson II a lot, but in the final analysis, this escape from death has to be said to be his fate. As the saying goes, kill people and set fire to gold belts, build bridges and repair roads without corpses. In reality, the wicked may not die well, and the good man is often worse than dead.

After sobering up Gilson II was very crazy for a while, and the physical injuries made his life change, which was a painful transformation that no one could bear, let alone a young and powerful nobleman, and the huge gap could probably break a person's will.

However, Gilson II was quite broken, he regained his strength, turned his grief into strength, he engraved the face of the gambling snake in his mind, concealed the fact that he was still alive, left his homeland, went incognito, rarely had contact with others personally, all in order to find the assassin back then, and pay back the pain inflicted on him by the other party.

Through these years of investigation, Gilson II has gained an in-depth understanding of the world of the ables that ordinary nobles and lords would not touch at all, as well as the darkest corners that lurk under the whitewashed "peaceful and prosperous times" of the Empire. Of course, Qianming is an organization he cares about the most, and the title of gambling snake has also been known to him.

But the enemy is the same as himself, the world has evaporated, there is no trace at all, and the things that Zuo Dao has done are indeed quite in place, if it were not for that bank robbery, Tom Stoll, a white-collar worker in Maple Leaf County, would never have become one with the assassin gambling snake.

............

The gambling snake sat in the room like this, reading the book of Gilson II's heart all day, the voice of the heart, not every sentence is valuable, but he does not miss a word, grasps every bit of information that may be valuable, and speculates on everything that the other party has done over the years.

After nearly eight hours, the gambling snake's concentration did not decrease at all, he only ate a sandwich at noon, and went to the toilet twice a day, he still looked energetic, the gun was at hand, and the direction of sitting was still facing the angle between the door and the window.

Suddenly, the gambling snake stopped, closed the book, and it was not that he had finished reading it, but that he noticed something unusual.

Putting the book in his suit, he picked up his gun and walked to the door, this time he opened the door and walked out, and came to the parking lot outside, there were very few pedestrians on the nearby street, and before anyone noticed and reacted to this guy with a gun, the gunshots had already sounded.

The gambling snake went out, raised the gun and fired, the bullet passed through the colored glass, and shot into a car outside the small hotel, both bullets hit the vital parts accurately, and the two people in the driver's seat and the passenger seat were killed on the spot.

Pedestrians on the street fled in panic in the direction of the gunshots, and the alarms of several cars buzzed and stopped one after another for nearly thirty seconds. Then came the applause, the applause of one person.

The man came out of a corner, looking to be in his forties, slightly chubby, wearing loose and casual tracksuits, like an ordinary resident who lived nearby and came out for a run at dusk.

"Good marksmanship, worthy of being an assassin of the underworld, are the people in your organization as good as you?"

The gambling snake put away the gun, he knew that this person was eighty percent of the ability, and the strength was not weak, and a gun basically did not pose any threat to those above the strong level. If you act rashly before the other party shows your ability, you are likely to fall into passivity.

"These two people are not supposed to be police or military personnel, nor are they directly subordinate to HL. He didn't answer the other party's question.

The man smiled and said: "The failure of Qiaoton made the Earl decide to hand over the task of capturing you alive to me, I am a person, I don't like to rely on the strength of others, and it is very troublesome to repeatedly mobilize the local official troops." ”

"In other words, from this moment on, I'm going to face a lot of the Gilsons' private armed forces, right? ”

"Of course not, you're just dealing with me, and if you think you can get away from me, you're very wrong. ”

"Then I'll kill you and step over your corpse. "The gambling snake was not at all affected by the arrogance of the other party's self-confidence.

"Hahaha, well, Gambler, we know enough about you, I'd like to see if you're as good as you say. ”

"Rumors...... Hmph, what's the use of a false name, it's better to recommend yourself with martial arts. Now that the inkstone has been burned, and the piano is cracked, I can only return to the way of killing. The eyes of the gambling snake changed, and he became the cold-blooded animal he was many years ago: "Taking your life is just the beginning." ”