After the twelve-digit password, you also have to enter the palm print, which is really not too much trouble for the organization in this regard.

The moving door slowly moved to the side, and the vision in front of me instantly became wider, but I didn't expect that there was such a large space underneath, which was enough to open a large-scale Live.

Gin is still the third old, black top hat, black trench coat and black leather shoes, he put one hand in his pocket and looked at himself, and with the other hand, he casually threw the half-smoked cigarette on the ground, and the cigarette butt that was still sparkling made people itch, and he wanted to go up and stomp on it and grind it again.

"Big brother, I brought Nanase here."

"Hmm."

Ritsu Sasashima's gaze fell on the man beside Gin, a face that did not appear on the list of documents, and it did not match the description of those appearances.

A black high-necked sleeveless T-shirt is layered over a dark gray trench coat and black cargo pants with military boots. The dark brown hair was not much visible under the dark green military cap, at least under the dark green military cap, and was mostly an inch.

The olive-green pupils are staring straight at him, the complexion belongs to the whiter type, and the expression looks serious, not like the type that likes to joke.

"Mr. Gin is meeting again, who is this?"

"Calvados, more advice."

Calvados, another member of an organization who only has a wine name and doesn't know his real name, but his status seems to belong only to the middle and high-level.

"Toru Nanase, please advise."

He looks a little older than himself, in his early twenties, a young former mercenary or a retired soldier?

Gin saw that the two of them had already looked at each other, and then spoke: "Vodka should have told you that you will receive special training from the action team for the next period of time, Calvados will be responsible for training with you, and when your level can be the same or better than him, I will let you join the action group." ”

"Mr. Gin, what do you mean..."

"You're in a very good physical condition and have the potential to be a professional killer, so you don't want to just stay in that research institute that smells of disinfectant and face boring experiments every day, right?"

Ritsu Sasashima pretended to be surprised, hesitated for two seconds and then smiled bitterly: "Do I have the right to choose?" ”

"Nope." Gin was very sure and even seemed a little overbearing, and he said slowly: "Once you enter the organization, you have to listen to orders, and the end of disobedience is like this..."

I noticed that he took out the hand that was in his pocket, and thought he would pull out a gun, but he didn't expect it to be a smartphone of the same model as himself, and after the screen was facing him, a video was played.

The scene in the picture should be here, but it shouldn't be recorded that day, because there is no smell of blood here, and the scene should have been cleaned up a long time ago.

The brown-haired youth in the video let out a wail, his expression of fear revealed in the closer-in camera, and the person who shot the video took a few steps back, seeing clearly that his hands were chained to the railing, and that his struggle was in vain.

The young man looked down and didn't know what he was looking at, but soon Sasashima knew.

It turned out that he was looking at his abdomen, looking at the small intestine that had been dragged out of the body and was about three meters long.

Sasashima has seen a lot of bloody scenes, but this is the first time I've seen such a cruel torture, and I actually forcibly let the victim stay awake and encounter this kind of thing... He swore that he would not accept offal during this time.

The video came to an abrupt end here, and Gin smiled and took back his phone and said indifferently: "This is a mouse that was mixed in with the organization some time ago, and it was killed there." ”

Sasashima looked in the direction that Gin was pointing, and although there was no blood on the ground, there were traces of iron chains on the iron railings... How much he had to hurt, how hard he struggled to leave such a deep mark.

"Can you ask a question?"

"Ask."

"Scientific research group or action group, which one has more money?"

Gin's pupils widened slightly, obviously not expecting Sashima to ask this question, he couldn't help but bow his head and chuckle twice, and lowered his voice and raised the end of the line: "Action group." ”

"Then I'll take good training." Ritsu Sasashima glanced coldly at the mobile phone in Gin's pocket before he took it back, and said confidently: "Although I am not a money worshipper, I have no right to choose... Who would choose to live with money? ”

Vodka suppressed his WOTA soul, if it weren't for the big brother still around, if it weren't for the beautiful girl Sashima didn't like, he would definitely call for him with a big flash, and shouted: Ritsu-chan is my first recommendation!

It's been a long time since I've met such a new recruit with such an appetite, and the children can be taught!

If Ritsu Sasashima has any favorability tester on him, he may be able to receive the system message that "vodka's favorability of you has increased by 20 points".

"Heh... Calvados, the rest is up to you. ”

"Yes."

Calvados motioned for Sashima to follow, and the two walked down the iron staircase to an open space below, where there were many humanoid targets at different distances in front of him, which reminded him of the scene during the police academy training.

I still remember that when I was in the 80-meter trial of the pistol, when I broke the record of my predecessors with one shot, Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled happier than himself, and even forgot that he still had a pistol in his hand, so frightened that the falling valley on the side hurriedly came to stop it.

Sure enough, I think of them in everything.

Calvados didn't like to talk, he took out a MAB PA-15 pistol directly from his pocket, raised the gun and aimed at the nearest fifty-meter humanoid target, and the five consecutive shots all hit the smallest red dot in the head without any deviation.

In close-range firearms combat, this kind of marksmanship is enough to be called a "sharpshooter", and this one named Calvados really has two brushes, otherwise he would not have the name of the wine.

"You try."

Sashima reached for the pistol he tossed, and changed to his usual habitual shooting stance, but now he was a novice to a firearm... It's time to show off your acting skills.

Holding the gun in his left hand is like copying and pasting Calvados's action when he shot just now, just changing his dominant hand, and everything else is exactly the same.

Bang bang! Bang!

It was supposed to be five shots fired in a row, but the recoil after the fourth shot was not well controlled, resulting in a gap between the first four rounds when the fifth trigger was pulled.

The bullets didn't all hit the small red dot in the head like Calvados fired, the first four shots were barely concentrated in the chest, and the last shot hit a position that was extremely embarrassing for a man.

Sasashima's brows jumped, this was really not intentional, it was purely an accident.

Vodka subconsciously clamped his legs, and then noticed the gaze of the eldest brother beside him, and quickly stood up straight.

Gin snorted coldly, he stood behind the railing with his hands in his pockets, looked condescendingly at the two people in the shooting range, and said in a deep voice: "Don't blindly imitate Calvados's posture, your shooting talent is very high, and adjusting your posture will work well." ”

"Yes, Mr. Gin."

The reason why Ritsu Sasashima imitated was to let Gin see his talent, so that his next storm growth would not be suspected.

After trying different positions several times, Sasashima switched to the position he was best at and the best shooting sense, staring at the humanoid target fifty meters away, and firing all the remaining five bullets.

The bullets were all concentrated in the small red dot on his neck, and Ritsu Sasashima showed a hint of excitement on his face, turned to look up at Gin, and asked, "Mr. Gin, is it okay to shoot where you like?" ”

Large predators habitually bite off the neck of their prey, and then disembowelment to eat the internal organs.

"Absolutely."

His dark green eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the black-haired young man who was reloading the pistol, Gin couldn't help but sigh in his heart: This is indeed a sword that has not yet been unsheathed.

Blood will inevitably be seen when it is unsheathed.