When the gambling snake opened the book for the first time, it thought it was a joke, but after looking through a few pages, he began to wonder. The more he looked back, the more shocked he was. In addition to being surprised by the meticulousness of the content, he also discovered something strange, that is, the number of pages of the book is not proportional to the thickness. According to the thickness measured by the naked eye, no matter how thin the paper of the book is, the total number of pages will not exceed one thousand, but when he opened it randomly from the middle, he actually saw more than three thousand pages. He speculated that the page numbers were jumping, but he quickly stroked it, but he couldn't see any large jumps. After carefully reading them one by one, he could not clearly feel the change in thickness.

This feeling is like the diablo2 map system. It is generated and extended infinitely inches outside your field of vision. There may be a road within reach or just a wall. It seems that the future is ten seconds later, but it is still in the sight, but it is still unmatched.

Even though humans have entered the 23rd century, even if the capacity of an e-book these days is basically equal to half a library, he cannot explain the seemingly ordinary paper book in front of the snake.

It is physically unreasonable that the content is not limited by thickness, and the book is full of a person's inner activities, which is even more incredible.

Zuo Dao said goodbye and left for a while. After the things were handed over, he should hide. He didn't know whether Tianyi would give him a commission from the middleman, nor did he want to know. Zuo Dao's most anticipated thing is to see the news that Tianyi and Xue Xiao died together in the newspaper, so that he could be completely at ease.

The snake gambling did not mean to keep him. As the saying goes, Luoyang Road, when will this happen? Those who wander outside the law and transcend above mortals like them do not know whether they can live tomorrow. The word "goodbye" really doesn't have much meaning.

The snake gambling did not even say thank you. Even if the book is indeed the voice of Gilson II, the person he should thank is Tianyi. If the book is fake and a trap, then the position of the left-minded is hard to say.

Why do you say that a gentleman’s friendship is as light as water? Because the deeper you understand a person, the deeper you will feel that that person is actually not a thing.

For the gambling snake, there is only one person who truly trusts in this life, and he has died for many years. He originally thought he had avenged his revenge, but from this book of Heart, called Gilson II, the matter is not over yet.

Half an hour passed, and the doubts in the gambling snake's heart gradually disappeared. The authenticity of this book is obviously unquestionable. From childhood to middle age, forty years of life, ignorance, throbbing, debauchery, greed, violence, and hatred all appeared on the paper. In addition to these, there is naturally conscience, and evil people also have regrets, sympathy, kindness, and true love. Human nature is a complex thing. As an individual, people are full of contradictions and unpredictable variables.

Even Gilson II himself could not create such a book, so it was even more impossible for others to forge it. The snake gambling can only attribute the book of the heart in front of him to an item created by a person with ability, which is also the only reasonable explanation at this stage.

Putting aside the problem of the existence of this book itself, who is the person named "Tianyi"? What is his identity and purpose? This has become a more intriguing thing.

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

The one who kills enemies, irreconcilable enemies.

Home, work, legal identity, putting aside trivial matters, 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 and gradually became numb, and the beast in his heart fell into a deep sleep.

Four days ago, Qiao Dun came to the door and said the name Gilson II. That night, he also told the story of the count still living in the world. Although the gambling snake did not react much on the surface, he knew in his heart that he urgently needed to kill.

The principle of having weapons hidden within five meters is that in the bank, the skills of three bandits are subdued in less than a minute, calm judgment, bold actions, rigorous living habits, deep-rooted behaviors... These are all things that cannot be lost. The sword contained in the sheath is still a sword. The beast will eventually wake up, and its fangs are still sharp.

Compared with the hard-won peaceful life, the pleasure of killing an enemy is obviously more attractive. The fire of revenge has been ignited, and only the watering of blood can make it extinguish.

Just at this moment, someone actually sent such a book, as if he had already learned what he was going to do and gave the strongest support.

The Snake Gambling learned from the book that what Gilson II has done in the past seven years is not only as simple as recruiting soldiers, but also his scheming is no longer the same as before. For a person who has lost most of his body's functions, his brain power has increased significantly.

That night seven years ago, he lost consciousness after being hung on the outer wall of the bell tower by a rope. When his psychological activities recovered, two weeks had passed since the night of Qianming's assassination. The local HL commander should be a very smart and capable person. He did not publish any specific numbers about casualties, nor did he release clear news about whether the big men were alive. He just secretly transported the bodies and survivors to other areas. He must have chosen this cautious approach because he was afraid that the assassination would continue to be in the medical institutions of the empire.

This caution helped Gilson II a lot, but in the final analysis, this time he survived from death, it has to be said that he was the tough life. As the saying goes, killing people and setting fires, setting fires, repairing bridges and roads without corpses. In reality, evil people may not be able to die well, but good people are often worse than death.

After waking up, Gilson II was very crazy for a period of time. The physical damage caused his life to change. It was a painful change that no one could bear, not to mention that he was a young and powerful nobleman who was powerful and mighty. The huge gap was likely to defeat a person's will.

However, Gilson II had a certain intention of breaking and then establishing himself. He cheered up and turned grief into strength. He engraved the face of the gambling snake in his mind, covering up his still alive, leaving his hometown, hiding his identity, and rarely having contact with others in person. Everything was to find out the assassin back then and return the pain that the other party had exerted on him.

Through years of investigation, Gilson II has gained an in-depth understanding of the world of abilities that ordinary nobles would not touch, as well as those darkest corners lurking under the "peaceful and prosperous times" whitewashed by the empire. Of course, Qianming is the organization he cares about the most, and he has also learned of the title of "betting on snakes".

But his enemy, like himself, has evaporated from the world and there is no trace at all. The things left by Zuo Dao were indeed quite in place. Without that bank robbery, Tom Stor, a white-collar worker in Maple Leaf County, would never have been one with Qianming's assassin.

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The gambling snake sat in the room and read Gilson II's book of the heart all day long. Not every sentence of a person's heart is valuable, but he did not miss a single sentence, grasping every possible piece of information that may be valuable, and speculating on everything the other party has done over the years.

After nearly eight hours, the concentration of the snake gambling was not reduced at all. He only ate a sandwich at noon and went to the toilet twice a day. He still looked energetic, and the gun was placed at his hand, facing the angle between the door and the window.

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

He put the book into his suit, picked up his gun, and walked towards 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 streets. No one noticed the guy who was wandering around with a gun and responded. The gunshots had already sounded.

When the snake went out, he raised his gun and fired it. The bullet passed through the colored glass and shot it into a car outside the hotel. Both bullets hit the vital parts accurately. The two people in the driver's seat and the co-pilot were killed on the spot.

Pedestrians on the street fled in panic toward a direction far from the gunshots. The alarms of several cars buzzed and stopped one after another after nearly thirty seconds. Then there were applause, and a person's applause.

The man walked out of a corner and looked in his forties, slightly fat, bald, wearing loose and casual sportswear, like an ordinary resident living nearby and running at dusk.

"Good marksmanship, worthy of being the assassin of Qianming. Are all the people in your organization as outstanding as you?"

The gambling snake put away the gun. He knew that this person was 80% capable, and his strength was not weak. A gun basically did not pose any threat to those above the strong level. If you act rashly before the other party demonstrates his ability, you may fall into a passive position.

"These two people should not be policemen or soldiers, nor are they directly affiliated with HL." He did not answer each other's questions.

The bald man smiled and said, "The failure of Qiaodun made the Count decide to hand over the task of capturing you alive to take over. I don't like to use the power of others. Besides, it is very troublesome to mobilize local official troops repeatedly."

"That is to say, from now on, I have to face a large number of private armed forces from the Gilson family, right?"

"Of course not. You only have to face me. If you think you can escape from my eyes, you're very wrong."

"Then I will kill you and step over your body." The gambling snake was not affected by the other party's confident arrogance.

"Hahaha! OK, snake betting, we already know you enough. I want to see if you are really as powerful as the rumor."

"Rumor... Humph, what's the use of a false reputation? It's better to recommend yourself with martial arts. Since I have burned the inkstone and burned the books and zithered the zither and cracked the paintings, I can only return to the way of killing." The gambling snake's eyes changed, and he became the cold-blooded animal many years ago: "Taking your life is just the beginning."
Chapter completed!