Hidden Assassin

Noisy, head-studded, this is an oversized casino in Manhattan's busiest location, full of such large video games consoles on the ground floor and mostly basketball and other activities on the second floor. According to Marilyn, there are illegal underground fights on the bottom floor, but it usually takes some relationship to get in at night.

“There are several senators standing behind them who are able to fight like this in downtown Manhattan. According to them, this is the best boxing venue in New York City. I hear Joseph has played here a few times too... Jiaming, how do you know this place? Want to see it? I'll come in with you at night..."

“If it weren't for what you're saying right now, I don't know, I just saw this big casino passing by, and I think Heidi would love it... it sounds like fun. Have you been down there? ”

“No, just heard. Nine out of ten are dying. ”

Talking to each other, they are now standing next to several large consoles. Wearing a fitted down jacket and short ponytail with hair, the handsome hybrid girl appeared to be struggling in front of one of the consoles equipped with a real motorcycle. Her body was low and her eyes glanced at the big screen. According to the indication above, the speed of the motorcycle had reached 230 km/h, and the wind broke away all the opponents, Jia Ming glanced and whistled.

“Oh, I didn't expect her to be so gifted with this...”

Marilyn laughed: "This summer, when she graduated from school, everyone organized a games contest and Heidi won the championship. ”

“Yeah, yeah.” Driving, the little girl turns her head proudly, "Isn't that amazing? ”

“At our place it is a symbol of inaction and will be scolded... Alas, be careful. ”

“Uhh...” a bang on the screen, the motorcycle that couldn't make the turn hit the surrounding guardrail, even the car took people out, the motorcyclist climbed up his butt, turned his butt back to find his car, and then was ruthlessly hit by the motorcycle that followed him, the tires rolled over again and again...

“Poor...” Jiaming and Marilyn smiled, symbolizing that poor little Heidi's driver had finally recovered his motorcycle and was impatient to catch up. Also at this time, a double shooting console next to him finally left his spot empty, and Jiaming threw the game coin on his hand: “Go play? ”

“Pistol?” Marilyn blinked playfully and she shrugged, laughing. “Well, pistol. ”

“As long as you like! ”

Nodding her head, Marilyn walked toward the console, not getting the gun, and two American teenagers in hip-hop clothes had rushed over and quickly occupied the position: "Hi, ma'am, this is not for you. ”

“It's a violent game. ”

“Hahahahaha...” Those two laughed in front of the screen, tossed coins into the console, and then one of them looked back in doubt to look at their year-old home: “Oh, Chinese. ”

The other person also turned around and looked up and down: “What an old man to wear...”

Dropping the review, the two teenagers focused on the beginning of the game. Marilyn glanced at Jiaming and the blonde said with a laugh: “I really want to kill them. ”

“What a coincidence, we thought the same. ”

“What do you think of this idea... I have a gun in my bag...”

“Uh.” Jia Ming stunned, then opened her hands and both laughed.

The two American boys seemed wild, but had to admit that the level of play of the game was really stinky. Before the first level had passed, they had already been bitten to death by the zombies on the screen. They seemed to want to continue, but realized that Jiaming and Marilyn had been looking back, felt a little shameless, and turned back to show the screen. Marilyn dumped her handbag, shrugged her shoulders and walked over, smiling softly: "Go home and eat your milk.” He pulled out the pistol and Jia Ming followed him, putting in the coin. Then he saw Marilyn holding the gun with both hands, pointing at the screen. The gun was shoulder-height, gaze, star, target, three o'clock line. Feeling that compelling momentum, the family flashed a little unconsciously to the side, when Marilyn's position with a gun was like a standard example in a textbook.

“Wow, well trained. ”

“Don't worry, I won't lose to you.” Marilyn smiled and picked out her eyebrows. Normally, in the eyes of others, she seemed a little cold and independent. At this time, she was sexy and gentle in bed. At this time, she had an attractive sense of brilliance, and the women who lived in the Mafia family would certainly not feel weak and self-pitied. However, thinking about the shooting that Jia Ming had shown the night she saved their mother and daughter, Marilyn's face was flashed and she nodded: “Here we go. ”

“Oh.” He raised his gun in a hurry, shooting at the zombie herd on the screen.

In 1998, there were many such large gaming consoles in the United States, but in China, even in large cities like Jianghai, the consoles mostly stayed in the mode of games such as Streetmaster and Fist Emperor. Although there was also a relatively high-end gaming city, Jiaming and Jing and Sha Sha went there once, Jiaming watched the two young girls go crazy for more time. Of course, there was a concept of these things in the previous life, but after all, there was nothing to do with hunting. At this time, he picked up the gun, and suddenly some hands and feet were chaotic, and he looked at Marilyn, because seriously, instead, one shot at a time was accurate, and most of the zombies were killed by her head. Although it was just a game, Jiaming could also tell from the details that Marilyn took a deep kung fu in shooting.

He was a little distracted, but under Marilyn's protection, he persisted until the fourth level of a very difficult game, which was already a good game result. Two American teenagers couldn't say anything cool in the back. After Jiaming's character died, Marilyn was still excitedly supported until the end of the fourth level to get killed by BOSS. He was turning back, Heidi came from the back and smiled more than “OK” gesture: “Cleared, can you go see my new record... uh, can you just hit the fourth level? ”

Jiaming and Marilyn shared their hands simultaneously, the girl turned her eyes twice, walked over and threw the game coin, then pulled out both big guns, the game used a much bigger pistol than the average pistol, Heidi's fingers barely reached the trigger, seemed a little hanging. Jiaming and Marilyn still despised the two people in the back. At this time, they felt despised by Heidi and stood aside and waited to see her look ugly.

Five minutes later, people started gathering this way.

Fifteen minutes later, the crowd was already surrounded. In the crowd, a mixed girl with a short ponytail held a gun, pulled the trigger precisely, and the zombies on the screen fell one after the other.

Thirty-five minutes later, the game cleared smoothly, Heidi's record appeared first in the leaderboard, and the little girl moved her fingers for half an hour in a row, vomiting her tongue: “I'm tired. ”

It had to be admitted that there was a specialty in the art industry, and I took Heidi to the adjacent sitting area to buy something to eat, take a short break, and the house stared out at the path of the large glass window where the snow was gradually diminishing, and then stood up for a moment and said, “I'm going to go to the bathroom and leave me a piece of pizza. ”

“No! If you don't hurry up, I'll eat it all!” With a fork in his arms, Heidi laughed out loud and announced that Jiaming also had to smile helplessly and walk into the sideways turn-off, while several men in warm winter clothes were walking in through the casino door.

All the way into the men's room, Jiaming dialed the electronic watch on his hand, on a small screen, the surveillance screen inside and outside the casino rolled past, a minute later, he pushed the door open and walked out.

Along a crowded corridor, he walked further inside, pressing his fingers gently on the spreadsheet and setting the monitor to work. At the cross section of the corridor in front of him, a warning sign of "no entry for non-staff personnel” was erected, and a casino security guard stood at a further forward junction, but at this point he reached out and pressed the headphones he was wearing, seemingly saying something, for a moment, his eyes turned to the side.

In the chief control room, a nearby security camera seemed loose and was pointing uncontrollably underground at the time. The security guard said two words and walked towards the camera a few meters away. Home is straight through the road and wears a pair of gloves.

As one of the strongholds of the US division of Peroga, the casino has intricate internal paths surrounded by closed rooms with nearby surveillance images scrolling on the watch screen.

Not too fast or slow, walking straight forward from one side, he pulled two fine wires out of his pocket and looked at the picture on the watch. He stopped in front of the door next to him and extended the wire into the keyhole, which looked like he was going back to his house.

The door opened and he walked straight in, closing the moment, two black security guards appeared at the corner on one side of the corridor, switching the view on the watch and then looking around the room in front of him.

The room was large, nicely arranged, the heat was lazily open, there were endless candles on the table in the living room, the famous wine, the floor had undressed clothes, underwear, traces continued to the side of the bedroom, the bathroom heard the water of the bath, looked at the bedroom, a fat man sitting naked from the bed, dressed.

Without much hesitation, he reached out to pick up a dining knife on the table next to him and walked towards the bathroom where the door was opening. At the moment the door opened, he also walked right in front of the door and took a photo of a blonde with naked hair who had just been washed.

Without any shouting, the knife went straight through each other's throats, and the next moment he turned to the open bedroom door.

There was a bang in the bathroom and a body fell in the tub.

“Hi, baby, how... uh...”

After a dozen seconds, Jiaming pushed out the door and then closed it. There was no slight change when he went in, his faint and indifferent gaze and he took a tolerant and casual step, he went deeper… (to be continued, if you want to know what happened, please log on to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, support authentic reading!)