Dulin was sitting in the utility room thinking about things. When he learned that Henry was assassinated, Mr. Jack called him on the day and told him to be careful in the recent period. Someone was going to attack him.
Whether it is this world or the world in Dulin's dream, there are some similarities.
For example, the three oldest professions are those who sell cheap happiness, those who take other people's lives for some purpose, and those who play with money.
According to Mr. Jack, this time someone paid a lot of money to hire a non-existent killer to assassinate him, and this non-existent killer is one of the top killers in the world today.
Everyone who has seen him has been wiped out by him, and those who have not been killed by him have never seen what he looks like. In short, he is an assassin living in legend.
Dulin just laughed it off. There are many legends in this world, and behind each legend, there are deeper reasons. No matter what they are for, these stories serve these purposes.
Including his own legendary story, it is not entirely for his own purposes, but also for what others need, so "Dulin" can become one of the legends of the empire in the new era.
In this impetuous society, everyone faces huge and complex conflicts every day, conflicts between social classes, conflicts at the level of consciousness, and disagreements over trivial matters in life, which are confusing.
Some people may be able to move forward in confusion until they find the path they want to take, but some people are lost in the fog.
In such a special period when development and change coexist, whether it is the bottom society or high-rise buildings, there needs to be a signpost, a signpost that people can place their spirit on and find the motivation to work hard.
Dulin is this landmark. His birth conforms to the principles and necessity of social development. Throughout the history of the world, every time society enters a new stage, some children of destiny will emerge.
They are always successful and become role models for millions of people, allowing countless people to find what they need from their stories.
Maybe it’s emotion, maybe it’s direction, or it’s the motivation to keep working hard. There are always many of them, but these things can all be found in them.
The role model of more than thirty years ago was Magus. The empire was losing the war, the morale of the people was low, social development was stagnant, class conflicts were becoming more intense, and the entire empire was confused about the future and did not know how to revitalize it.
At this critical moment, he split apart the decadent feudal rule and created a brand new empire. Like a beacon, he guided everyone in this country to the most correct direction and found light for them.
More than thirty years later, society has developed faster and faster, and more impetuous atmosphere has been born in society. Dulin's timely appearance meets the overall needs of the country and society. At this stage, there is nothing more powerful than the weaver of an imperial dream. Those who are employed are more in line with the needs of social values.
Half of it was Dulin's own efforts, and half of it was that the world needed such a person, so he succeeded.
So he believed even more that the so-called legendary assassin might be just an ordinary legend.
However, this was also in line with Dulin's needs. Mr. Jack revealed a piece of news during a simple chat with him. This legendary assassin was not from the Earth God Cult, but someone paid a lot of money to invite him to come out.
This means that someone may be trying to fish in troubled waters in the "revenge incident" of the Earth God Sect, and use the name of the Earth God Sect to eradicate themselves.
The enemy standing in the light is not scary. Even if he is several times or dozens of times stronger than himself, Dulin will not be afraid of such an enemy. He has defeated such a powerful enemy more than once in his life.
But there is an enemy hiding in the darkness waiting for an opportunity like a poisonous snake. Even if this enemy is not powerful, he will be very dangerous.
Du Lin didn't like passive resistance again and again. He also hoped that through this incident, he could find out who wanted to kill him.
Some routines have been used badly, but the more they are used, the more they prove the practicality of these routines, and he wants to lure the snake out of its hole.
There was an almost unbreakable sound of branches snapping outside the window, and soon a shadow appeared outside the window.
The man was almost completely covered by shadows, with only a pair of eyes reflecting a faint glow in the darkness.
He looked at Du Lin, and Du Lin looked at him. The two looked at each other through the window for almost several seconds. His eyes flickered slightly, but before he could make a move, Du Lin stood up.
He walked towards the window, "If I were you, I wouldn't make such a risky move."
When he said this, he actually opened the window. Even the man outside the window was frightened by Du Lin's actions. He squinted his eyes slightly and didn't know what he was thinking.
After a moment, a mellow and thick voice came out, "You don't seem to understand the current situation, Mr. Dulin."
"No...", Du Lin shook his head, "It's you who don't understand the situation, Mr. Killer." He took out a cigarette and lit it for himself, then handed the cigarette to him. Mr. Killer shook his head, and then returned Added that he doesn't smoke.
Smoking will stain his body with the smell of smoke, which doesn't matter to ordinary killers, but for legendary assassins like the Bald Killer, anything that might expose him is dangerous.
Even if he is a legendary assassin, he is just an ordinary human being first and foremost. He has just mastered skills that are difficult for others to master. In the final analysis, he can kill others with one shot, and others can use a bullet to send him back to God. embrace.
Du Lin took a sip and slowly spit it out, "Are you interested in telling me who your employer is?" He chuckled twice as he spoke, "Don't worry about losing your reputation. I guarantee that no one will know about this." thing."
Mr. Killer said nothing and kept looking at Du Lin. When Du Lin took a third puff of cigarette, his shoulders moved slightly.
"This is not a friendly move, Mr. Killer. Maybe you are more willing to get rid of your previous employer, or organize something to serve me?" Dulin did not have the slightest fear, but appeared very confident and calm, "I am a very good employee. Good boss, everyone says so.”
Watching Mr. Killer raise his pistol unmoved, at the moment when the muzzle of his gun was higher than the window sill, he suddenly turned around and ran away, as if something terrible had happened.
A second later, two loud noises like "tong" were heard from the distance. The window sill was shattered by a bullet, and another bullet blew away a large piece of soil less than half a meter behind Mr. Killer.
Dulin sighed, polished a pistol from a bag of fertilizer, aimed it at the lower part of his collarbone and fired.
The bullet penetrated his body directly. He put the pistol back into the fertilizer bag, then found a slightly cleaner place and adjusted himself to a comfortable position to lie down.
From the first gunshot, all the agents in the villa area saw the figure who had climbed over the villa wall. Catalina cursed secretly and asked most people to protect Du Lin. She took the lead herself. The two men immediately chased after him with their men.
On the roof of a building in the distance, Keena reloaded a bullet and cursed the same way.
The most stable shot didn't hit anyone, which made him somewhat unconvinced. This was the first time he missed after leaving Alfalfa Town, and he slapped his brother beside him casually, "It's all your fault that you shot first and missed the target." It made my bullet miss. I'll shoot first next time."
Brother: (＊￣(エ)￣)
After the slap, Keena felt much more comfortable. He immediately adjusted the lens on the three-eyed shotgun, found the fast-moving shadow in the dark, and then used an almost instinctive talent to find the whereabouts of the bullet. Click and pull the trigger.
After a loud "tong" sound, the target in his scope actually jumped, just in time to dodge a bullet that was bound to hit.
The bullet passed through the gap between his legs and made a crater in the cement floor. The bald man looked back while running, twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and rushed into the alley with a diving leap.
A weapon that can produce this kind of power can no longer be described as a "gun", it is simply a machine gun!
When he thought about his assassination plan all night under the observation of a terrifying sniper, the bald man felt that this was not a simple mission. In addition to everything he had encountered recently, it seemed that someone did not want him to live.
Holding the wound on his waist torn by the flying cement fragments, he rushed out from the other end of the alley as if he felt no pain.
If he didn't leave, the agents would soon seal off the area, and by then he wouldn't be able to escape under Dulin's influence.
Although it is dangerous now, there is still a chance.
Kinah cursed again and slapped his brother, "Why didn't you shoot just now?" Before his brother could answer him, he ran towards the other side while changing bullets. When he was near the edge of the rooftop, he Jump forward and climb over to the edge of the roof of another building.
The moment he landed, he crouched down, took about a second to aim, and pulled the trigger again!
The sound of tongtongtong's heavy weapon firing and the sound of the bullet's impact point collapsing provided Katarina with necessary help. While she was secretly cursing Du Lin for daring to use heavy weapons in a downtown area, she was also cursing the sniper for his poor handgun skills. .
There are so many guns in a row and none of them hit, which is only half a bucket of water.
At this time, Mr. Bald Killer's face had a hint of pain in his eternal expression. He had an innate talent and was able to sense everything around him and react quickly.
But even so, he dodged the life-threatening bullets one after another, and he couldn't avoid the fragments flying everywhere after the collapse.
The sniper seemed to have changed his strategy, no longer aiming at his body, but at the wall or ground that he must pass through.
He suffered a lot from the shattering and flying fragments, and he already had many wounds on his body.
(End of chapter)