five,

He did not notice the two women looking at him in the cemetery. The gazes of innocent passers-by would not normally arouse his vigilance.

He rarely comes to the cemetery, or in other words, except for some necessary tasks, this is the first time he has come here to pay homage to someone.

Things like worshiping people used to be meaningless in his opinion. Building a cemetery after a person dies does not mean that the person can live relying on the cemetery. After death, he disappears. As for the corpse, whether it is placed in the cemetery,

Burning it with fire, throwing it into a pool, or eating it will have no effect on the dead person.

Why did he come here? He couldn't tell. It was a kind of sustenance, a kind of guilt, or the death of Natalie had indeed left a certain mark on his heart. This was natural. He was not a completely emotionless robot.

But when he came to the cemetery, apart from cleaning it wholeheartedly, he found that he really had nothing to say.

What kind of person you are, and what kind of person I am, I can’t understand anymore. Even if there was concealment and deception, by the end, it should be clear...

After coming out of the cemetery, he was soaked all over. He got a room in a nearby hotel, took a shower, changed clothes, drank a cup of coffee, and recalled Natalie. There was only one thing that confused him now, Natalie.

When Li finally passed away, she said something in his arms. However, a little more than two years later, she can no longer remember exactly what she said. Except for the life before she experienced the training of a killer at the age of ten, this

It is the only blind spot in all his memories.

After evening, as the sky gradually darkened, he listened to music and ate a generous portion of steak in the restaurant downstairs of the hotel, and then took a taxi to the place where he had an appointment with Minamoto no Yoricho.

Speaking of which, Paris is actually the most chaotic place in France. Although it cannot be generalized, in general, it is especially obvious in the north. It is widely said that Paris is free and romantic, but in fact, it is conceivable that words such as freedom and romance are related to personality.

Publicity and maverick are inseparable. Due to the continuous light rain today, there are almost no people walking around in some of the more remote residential areas in the 18th District. Only rows of street lights are shining in the cold.

Performing their work in the rain, he walked through the passage of an old building and walked into the room. He saw three people inside and the black muzzle of a gun pointed at them at the same time.

Minamoto Norai is wiping the parts of the pistol at the table. He is wearing a blue and white sportswear on one side and has his hands in his pockets. The man who looks quite sunny is Rimaki Daoxu, whom he has not seen for a long time. Of course, he is also

I am not looking forward to meeting this guy. Although we have no friendship, once we meet him, it also means we will meet his partner Zhushen Wunian.

"Hey, poor Chinese kid."

The man in a black trench coat raised a pistol with a silencer the moment he entered the door, grinned at the same time, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

He turned his head, and the bullet passed by his ear. The wall behind him exploded immediately, sending stone fragments flying.

"Hey, poor android."

The seemingly indifferent conversation, in an extremely short period of time, two more bullets exploded on the wall, stone fragments flew in all directions, the distance between the three bullets was more than one meter apart on the wall, and when the voice

When it fell, Zhushen Wunian's body was already being approached by the roar. The figure's right hand danced in a big circle in the air, instigating the wind, and rolled Zhushen Wunian's gun-holding arm in, pressing down, and there was a sound in the air.

A huge whirlpool rolled up.

puff--

The fourth bullet was fired and passed through the space under the armpit. The tiles on the floor shattered and splashed. Zhushen Wunian's arm was pressed down, as if being sucked into the vortex. His body leaned forward slightly, trying to escape.

By then, the gun in his hand had been knocked away.

The pistol flew in the direction of Liming Daoxu. Liming Daoxu still had a smile on his face. He stretched out his hand to catch it. Suddenly, he saw Bai Ye's clothes moved slightly while he was fighting with the gods Wu Nian. A gun muzzle came from the side.

He leaned out, retracted his hand like lightning, and the gunshot with a silencer rang out. Zhushen Wunian's pistol was knocked away with a bang, flew past his side, and touched the wall behind him, but

It bounced back again.

He stretched out his hand to pick it up again, but Wu Nian, the gods who seemed to be trapped in a whirlpool, suddenly retreated, turned around, and waved his left hand, and the sound of breaking wind sounded violently, as if the entire space was torn apart.

.On the side, Minamoto Yoritomo, who was pressing the silencer on the pistol, pointed the muzzle of the gun over intentionally or unintentionally, and the pistol came into contact with the fingertips of Rimei Michio.

There was a sound of "Boom", and countless stone powder fell down. On the wall next to the door, a trace of damage nearly three meters long and about one centimeter deep was pulled out by the wind brought by the gods Wu Nian's wave.

, the gun flying out from Liming Daoxu's fingertips hit the wall again, and fell to the ground with a few thuds.

The room became quiet, with only the dust still falling on the walls.

The four of them now all held a gun in their hands. Zhushen Wu Nian and Bai Ye were pointing at each other. Minamoto Yori Chaochuang and Liming Daoxu were also holding guns. They looked at each other seemingly casually, and the air just solidified.

If anyone else is watching, this is just a few seconds of conversation. It turns from stillness to silence suddenly. He enters the door. Zhushen Wunian fires four shots in a row. Then the gun is shot away. Li Mingdao

Xu stretched out his hand to take it, he knocked the gun away, and then Yuan Yori shot at Souang. God Wu Nian had already waved the wind blade that broke through the air, breaking the wall with a crash, it was still raining outside the window, and the yellow light in the room was

Shake slightly.

A few seconds later, Liming Daoxu raised his hands first and laughed: "I surrender. I am not on the same side as this militarist. Just shoot him and kill him. I won't say anything... Do you want some coffee?"

I'll go out and buy it."

Minamoto no Yori's eyes were always lowered, and he wiped the gun in his hand with a blue handkerchief. After another two seconds, Bai Ye put down his left hand holding the gun and pointed to the corner of the room: "There is coffee there."

The gods Wu Nian spread their hands, looked at Yuan Lai Chao Chuang, and then at Liming Daoxu. After a long while, they curled their lips and said: "You are not patriotic..."

"Okay, okay, I'm not patriotic, but I love you, Wu Nian... Bai Ye, do you want some creamer in your coffee? Oh, by the way, your recent code name is Bai Ye..."

…

…

Two hours later, Minamoto Yori and his partner walked out of the building and walked along the eaves that provided shelter from the rain to a nearby intersection.

"Let's move forward to tomorrow." Minamoto Yori Toso said, "You met your target today, what was the result?"

"The bodyguard's vigilance is okay, but it's not a big problem. Tomorrow...he met Charlie Wilson who came from the United States in the afternoon. Is this Charlie the target of the gods?"

"I checked and it is indeed true."

"Okay, let's make plan No. 2 tomorrow afternoon."

After walking through the interface, they disappeared into the rain curtain from different directions.

six,

At eleven o'clock in the evening, the rain gradually became lighter and almost stopped. By a small forest not far from the deputy mayor's residence in Paris, a man in a black trench coat tightened his clothes and looked toward the street.

Looking over there, he occasionally turned back to talk to Li Ming Daoxu, who was lighting a cigarette three or four meters away.

"Do you think the sportswear you wore today is a little too conspicuous? Are you sure you don't want to change it?"

"I don't intend to kill anyone today. I am a sunny boy, and wearing sportswear like this is my hobby. What's more, even if you dress like a Gestapo..." The rain is falling, even if you stand under the tree, you want to light a cigarette.

Still a little affected, Liming Daoxu lowered his head and nodded a few times, "Well...even if you dress like a Gestapo, you will still be seen standing under the streetlight..."

Zhushen Wu Nian raised his head and looked at the street lamp above his head: "I stand in a place with light so that I can see the target more clearly when it comes."

Liming Daoxu lowered his head to smoke and ignored him. After more than ten seconds, he raised his head and blew out a smoke ring and nodded: "That makes sense."

During such a conversation, three cars had already driven over from a distance and stopped at the entrance of the official residence. The bodyguards in the car began to get out of the car, followed by the deputy mayor of Paris Baoping. The gods turned around and said: "He

Here you go, shall you shoot or shall I?"

"I said I won't kill anyone today."

"There's no need to kill people. The purpose of our coming here is to warn them. It's very enjoyable." Zhu Shen Wu Nian looked at him a few times, a little regretful, "If you don't shoot, then I will."

There were no pedestrians on the whole street. A man in a black coat stood under the streetlight here, which had attracted the attention of the bodyguard over there. Several people were looking over here. Zhushen Wu Nian spread his hands and looked out from his clothes.

He pulled out his pistol, and at the same time, someone suddenly shouted over there.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang——

The crisp sound of gunfire suddenly tore apart the tranquility of the night, and the fire lit up in the rain and fog. Then, the bullets also made sparks on the car body. Several dozen meters away, two bodyguards were shot in the head, and blood mist flew.

, when the gods put away their guns and turned around to walk into the woods, there was already chaos behind them, and at the same time, there were even more exciting gunshots.

The bullets fired from over there hit the street light pole and the woods, causing branches and leaves to fall down. Zhushen Wu Nian shrank his neck subconsciously. Li Ming Daoxu looked at the two dead people and the bullet broke his side.

Trunk: "You said you wouldn't kill anyone today."

"I shot casually. It was an accident and can be forgiven." Gods Wu Nian smiled sinisterly, "I was saving people. Someone wanted to kill him. I gave him a warning. You should praise me... hum.

, let’s see how they kill..."

"Oh, but I think this kind of warning will only make more people die..."

Amidst the gunfire, the two men walked deeper into the woods.

seven,

When I woke up in the morning, the room was as warm as spring, and the aroma of breakfast was already coming from the kitchen.

"...Deputy Mayor Bao Ping was shot by a mysterious man last night. Two bodyguards died in the gun battle. The police are currently involved in investigating the matter. Details..."

The French morning news was being played on the TV. Yahan's French had not been used for several years. Now that she came here, she almost subconsciously restored her ability to listen and read French, and recognized the content of the news on the TV. She lay lazily on the bed.

After sitting for a while, Yahan turned to look out the window. The rain had stopped, but the temperature was so low that it could be seen that the scenery in the field of vision had thick traces of frost. Inadvertently, she remembered what she had seen in the cemetery yesterday.

The scene that arrived.

In the rain curtain, the man squatted there, scrubbing the tombstone in front of him, his eyes lonely and focused...

Natalie Annis.

I don’t know why, but I feel like I’ve heard this name somewhere.

She took a deep breath, then shook her head suddenly, slapped her cheeks with both hands, and put the matter behind her: "Get up."

Porridge was being cooked in the kitchen, and Li Ruolin was answering a phone call from someone in the living room. Yahan greeted her with his eyes, went into the bathroom to wash his face and then brushed his teeth. He heard exclaimed from time to time: "Wow...

Really? No way..." I don't know what earth-shattering gossip I'm talking about.

The porridge in the kitchen was boiling at this time. Li Ruolin dragged the phone cord and wanted to run over. Yahan also ran to the stove with a toothbrush in her mouth and a mouthful of foam to turn off the fire and cool down. She waved to Li Ruolin and asked her to go back and continue gossiping.
To be continued...