Coming out of the small living room, the atmosphere in the banquet hall is still harmonious. The violinist of the band is playing the violin gracefully and soothingly. Amidst the music, a group of dignitaries are still calmly communicating with each other.
It was as if the screams just now hadn't been heard at all.
Garen and his uncle came out of the small living room with a few bodyguards, but they only attracted the attention of a few people, and there was no reaction other than that.
He scanned the audience, and unexpectedly saw his younger sister sitting on the side looking at him in a panic, and his gaze happened to meet her.
"It's okay." Garen gave Yinger a reassuring look.
The banquet was going on as usual. As the host, my uncle came to the stage and said something. It was a few other important people who came to speak on stage, and everyone joked about them and a few courtesans, and the atmosphere was ambiguous and reserved.
Garen walked to his sister, sat on the black leather sofa, and took a sip of the black wine in his hand. Sour, a bit like sour plum soup with wine.
"Brother" Ying Er looked at him worriedly, opened her mouth but didn't know what to say.
"It's okay. There was just a conflict inside just now, and it's none of my business." Garen gave him a reassuring smile. "Thinking about it, it's been a long time since the two of us sat and chatted quietly like this."
"Yes. It's been a long time." Ying'er lowered her head. "I've felt it since a long time ago. Brother, you have become mysterious. You don't know what you are doing every day. I can't see your shadow at all."
"What else can I do? I'm just attending the exchange meeting with the martial arts school. There's nothing else going on. Don't worry, if..." Before Garen finished speaking, his face froze suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he returned to normal. Change your mouth and continue talking. "If there is something, I will definitely tell you. By the way, the master is sick recently, and I have to help the martial arts hall to deal with some things. After all, you also know that I am the master's closed disciple."
Yinger nodded half understanding.
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click.
On the top floor of the building opposite the Banquet Point.
A masked man in black was holding a black sniper rifle that was nearly two meters away, and was watching the situation in the opposite banquet hall through the scope.
He adjusted the direction of the barrel with his left hand, and loaded the gun lightly with his right hand.
The bullet is golden yellow, very thin and sharp, like a straight golden loach, and it makes a light click when it is loaded into the gun chamber.
"Jin, there's no need to be so nervous. He's just a little guy who has practiced martial arts." Another man with short silver hair behind the man said lightly. He was tossing a jackknife, and he also wore a mask on his face, but judging from his dark blue crystal eyes and handsome facial lines, his temperament and appearance were extremely gorgeous.
"All dangerous people need me to be vigilant." The man with the gun replied lightly, "Since the money has been collected, I must be responsible for the client."
"Please, we are mercenaries, not professional bodyguards. Don't be so dedicated, please? I'm afraid Galoran will talk to you about stealing people's jobs." The silver-haired man couldn't laugh or cry.
"This is a provincial summit, don't take it too lightly." The black man replied lightly. "This little guy may have practiced martial arts, and he is not weak."
"You mean a martial artist? Do you think there is a martial artist who can kill an opponent at a distance of two kilometers? I remember that my last record was 2.3 kilometers."
"2.6." The black man added abruptly. "You're not far off."
The silver-haired man laughed dryly twice.
"I said Tank Tang, you are a master at overturning tanks independently, how can you compare with a small shrimp like me? Doesn't that hurt your identity too much? Your special bullets can penetrate armored vehicles within one kilometer. "
The man in black stopped talking, but looked at a figure by the window on the right side of the banquet hall through the circular scope.
The man was slowly drinking black wine while chatting casually with another young girl.
This person is Gallon.
At this moment, Garen faintly felt an extremely sharp aura locked on him.
He can be sure of the firearms!
But never before has any kind of firearm been able to give him such a strong sense of threat.
While chatting with his sister, his muscles tensed slightly. Be ready to deal with any possible threats at any time.
Slowly, after a while, the breath gradually shifted away. He breathed a sigh of relief slowly.
To be honest, if the opponent really shot just now, he is not sure whether he can avoid or resist it.
Just breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly there was a small commotion in the banquet hall.
"Don't come here! Don't come here! Did you hear that! I tell you to stop!" A somewhat crazy male voice came from the center of the hall.
Garen and the guests in the surrounding corners all stood up one after another and looked towards the midfielder.
A young blond man in a white dress was holding a white pistol and pressed it tightly against the neck of a middle-aged lady.
Strangely, the middle-aged lady's face was indifferent, without any panic, as if it was not the first time she had experienced such a battle.
The surrounding guests didn't show any signs of panic, some of them even whispered to each other, looking indifferent and watching the excitement.
"Does Elena need our help?" A blond woman in a scarlet sleeveless dress stood up and asked calmly. Her long hair in a ponytail hangs crookedly from her neck to her chest, and her eyes are narrow and sharp, giving people a stinging beauty.
The kidnapped woman shook her head.
"Dante, I didn't expect you to do such a thing."
"I didn't expect that? Hehehe, for that man, you don't want anything, you can abandon everything, what can't I do?!" The man in the white dress said with a sense of despair. The pistol in his hand gradually pulled the trigger.
Boom! !
In an instant, a round egg-sized blood hole appeared on the back of the man's gun-holding hand. The blood hole was not only in the hand, there was also an egg-sized blood hole right above the man's sternum.
The back of his hand and chest were completely pierced at one time. The hand trying to pull the trigger could no longer move. The pistol fell silently to the carpet on the ground.
"Long live the Black Flag Party!!" He struggled and finally shouted, the balloon hissed out of his mouth, making him appear hoarse. Finally, he fell to the ground. Pools of blood flowed from the edge of the chest cavity. The white carpet that stained the floor red.
Garen, who was standing in a corner, took advantage of the moment when his sister couldn't see clearly, and pulled her into his arms, covering his eyes.
He looked in the direction of the bullet, and suddenly his pupils shrank.
The bullet actually penetrated the wall and then pierced the man. The wall is a concrete wall more than ten centimeters thick. It can penetrate a wall of this thickness and even penetrate a person, and finally leaves a bottomless black hole on the carpet. This kind of power, this blind judgment
"This is the strength of a real top sharpshooter with a powerful sniper rifle." Uncle walked over from not far away and whispered while standing beside him. "Garon, you can use martial arts to strengthen your body, but if you really want to use it to kill enemies, no matter how strong a martial artist is, they can't match this kind of bullet."
He patted Garen on the shoulder and sighed deeply.
"The thorn is the top mercenary I hired, and it is also the secret agent who maintains the security of the venue. There are hundreds of such top gunmen in the entire Federation. They can shoot and kill anyone they want to hit from a few kilometers away. Goal. It is said that top fighters are not afraid of ordinary bullets, but this is not the era of martial artists."
Garen was silent.
He knew that he couldn't stand up to such a top gunner, with such a penetrating bullet. It is already comparable to Andreira's three-star sword with a single point of strength. Maybe even stronger. Since there are such powerful bullets, not to mention the more powerful ones, it is just that the bullets are coated with highly poisonous, which can kill him.
"Come and help me." Uncle Angel already knew about Garen's martial arts talent, but hot weapons cannot be resisted by martial arts.
"I still have something to deal with, let me think about it for a while, uncle." Garen said lightly.
"Alright, but you have to hurry up." Angel felt that his nephew's tone had finally loosened, and he nodded in relief. Taking a casual glance at Ying'er in Garen's arms, he turned and left alone.
"Ying'er, I have something to do, I need you to help me persuade my parents for a while."
"What's the matter? What happened just now? What happened to that person? Brother." Ying'er asked suspiciously, she had already guessed a little bit, and her voice was trembling a little.
Garen looked at the top floor of the opposite floor, his gaze seemed to penetrate the wall, and he saw a black figure lying there quietly holding a slender sniper rifle.
"It's nothing, be obedient, don't open your eyes."
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on the roof
Sting slowly retracted the heavy sniper's silencer, his black eyes finally looked at Gallon through the scope. He always felt that this young boy seemed to have caught his gaze.
"What's wrong?" The silver-haired man squatted aside and asked.
"It's nothing. Let's go, go to the next point. People from the Black Flag Party will not just send such a small character." Stab stood up and said calmly.
"That's true. I heard that those lunatics got mixed up with the people from Ansara recently, and there might be some unexpected people appearing." The silver-haired man found something somewhere and threw it into his mouth and began to chew.
"Are those guys in Ansara advocating the combination of martial arts and firearms?" Ci was stunned for a moment, "I heard that top fighters can resist bullets, have amazing speed, and are very strong in melee combat. Maybe this time I have the opportunity to experience it. "
"No one can beat you, you are our trump card!" The silver-haired man enthusiastically patted his companion on the shoulder. "This time, the Black Flag Party never expected that you would take action in person."
"Let's go." Thorn said lightly, then turned around and disappeared into the darkness.
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After leaving the banquet, Garen went home and explained the situation of the martial arts gym with his parents in detail. Unexpectedly, someone actually told his parents about his studies and the reasons for his future arrangements in advance.
After questioning, it turned out to be a member of the Golden Ring, who told his parents that Garen would soon go to Yinjie City, the provincial capital of Elisa Province, to enter a private university—Mantra Comprehensive University without examination. It is said that it was because he was qualified in antique appraisal and met the university's specialty admission standards, so he specially sent an invitation letter.
The parents in the family actually received an invitation letter from Mantra University's Antique Appraisal Major in advance, and they were even more excited to hear the news. Repeatedly told him not to go to Uncle Angel's so often, to be self-reliant and so on.
The persuasion plan originally planned by Garen and his sister came to nothing.
The next thing is to deal with the last little things.
Say goodbye to the friends of Yuanwumen and familiar teachers and classmates, and go to the telegraph office to send a telegram to Miss Finestine, informing her of leaving and skipping a grade to enter the university.
After the last few days, he finally boarded the train to the provincial capital of Eliza Province.
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Inside the brown-red train compartment. The bus attendants and passengers came and went, making some noise.
Su Lin and Gallon sat opposite each other, both quietly looking sideways at the passing scenery outside.
In the seats to the right of the two, three young men were playing cards. In the front seat is a young couple with a baby, who is putting the baby to sleep. A few young men and women who looked like college students in the seats at the back were blowing thrillers and horror stories very loudly.
A faint white light came in from the window in the morning, but the interior of the carriage still looked very gloomy. The sky was overcast with clouds, and there was a faint thunder from time to time.
Su Lin glanced at Garen. "I'm going to trouble you this time."
"Don't talk about this between us." Garen said flatly, "Tell me about your situation."
"Me?" Su Lin pondered for a while, "My parents don't know about me yet. In their eyes, I'm just a young man who eats, drinks, and has fun. My father, mother, and elder brother all like me. I can get everything I want, but this is not what I want. If martial arts gave me the opportunity to exercise my heart, maybe I am really just a young master who only knows how to have fun. Although they have already arranged a perfect Precautionary measures, but I still have to deploy a core layer of defense. You are with another friend of mine. I didn’t tell my family about my identity. I just said that they are my friends. It can also serve as a concealment in case of being breached. And the key role." He sighed, "After all, my image outside is not good. They just follow me around, and even my family members don't know my details, let alone outsiders, so you will be my last the hole card!"
There is no way to break out, so I have to update the number of words more, sorry everyone, old rules.
(end of this chapter)