The faded person who shuttles between the everyday and the extraordinary

Of course it was a lie. In order to move flexibly, he wore a soft bulletproof vest. Normally, it could only defend against pistol attacks. Even if it was a compliment, it was not enough to fight against sniper rifles.

And I am not a political figure, so the other party may not be too far away, so... the symbolic meaning of my body armor will be far greater than the actual meaning.

However, on the surface, he seemed calm and composed. He even opened his shirt to show her a look at the bulletproof vest he was wearing underneath, and then put his hands on Kaguya's shoulders, trying to ease her uneasiness.

"You really dare to say that you have lied to me so many times that you can't even count..." Kaguya, who didn't understand anything at all, just looked like she was about to cry and complained in vain, but at the end , biting his lip and staring at him, as if he was swearing: "But this time I believe you, but if you lied to me...I will never forgive you! Absolutely!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't stress like that. I swear, I will definitely come back alive." He chuckled and patted Kaguya's head casually as usual.

But this time, Kaguya didn't resist him as usual, as if he was acting towards a child, she just nodded lightly:

"...This time I really believe you for the first time. Only this time...please don't lie to me."

He said this, but Kaguya's hands unconsciously clenched his clothes tightly, as if for fear that he would escape, so hard that the trembling fingertips turned pale.

"Okay, then it's almost time to go. I'll kick open the door and throw out my coat as bait. If the other party is attracted to shoot, we'll run separately immediately. Remember, you have to run after me and go out from your own direction. You must not get ahead of me or follow me, otherwise you may also become a target.”

There was no time to comfort Huiye any more, An Yan just smiled and nodded, then gently opened her fingers and took off his coat.

Kaguya forced herself to calm down and nodded vigorously, getting ready to push the door open and nervously pray in her heart that the other party would be attracted to the coat.

"One, two - three!" An Yan slowly said the number, and finally kicked the door open and threw his winter school uniform jacket out.

However.....

The only sound that echoed around was the sound of him kicking the car door open, and the coat fell to the ground very naturally.

The air froze for a moment, and both of them unconsciously held their breath.

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At this T-shaped intersection where the people who were watching the filming and calling the police in the distance were too nervous to breathe, An Yan stared blankly at the undamaged coat, her heart "thumped" unconsciously, and she felt an inexplicable chill in her heart.

Although he knew that his brothers, or the Shijo family who wanted to fight within the Shinomiya family, would not hire a newbie if they really wanted to take action.

But I still have some illusions in my heart, but now it seems... the other party is obviously a veteran, because most of them are more likely to be in trouble than in danger.

"Brother..." There was an uneasy voice behind him, but he did not turn around. He just stared at the open door and said in an unquestionable tone without looking back:

"...You have to be really prepared this time. I'll go out on the count of three. Just look at the route on your side. Don't look at me. Run immediately when you hear the gunshot. Never look back. Listen. Please remember never to look back, and don’t even look at me before the police arrive."

Although it would be faster to run after seeing the gunshot with his sight than hearing the sound, he knew better that if Kaguya saw him being shot, Kaguya might forget to run away, or even see himself lying on the ground. , Kaguya might also run out from a safe place again.

"But, but—!"

"No buts! You still listen to me when you think I'm your brother!"

".....I see....."

Although her chest seemed to be tightly grasped, Kaguya still bit her lip hard, even so hard that she bit her lip unconsciously, and finally made up her mind to look away and not let herself hold him back.

Immediately afterwards, with the familiar countdown, An Yan first threw out his mobile phone to try to distract the other person's attention, and then he did not rush out of the car straight away, but jumped out of the car diagonally in an almost rolling posture.

He was planning to support the ground with one hand, use the momentum to pass a cartwheel, straighten his posture and truly stand up to regain a certain amount of initiative. However... the situation was exactly the same as the worst situation he had imagined.

As soon as his upper body appeared outside the carriage, the window of the nearby building appeared again. It was not easy to find, and it was obviously the flash of a silencer.

--boom! !

Blood mist suddenly burst out from his shoulder. At this moment, he felt that the whole world suddenly stopped, followed by severe pain.

His cartwheel also failed and was thrown to the ground. When his shoulder landed, the wound rubbed against the ground with the momentum. The pain of the sandpaper rubbing after the skin was torn apart made him almost faint from the pain.

However, he was already prepared, but he endured the pain and gritted his teeth. He just didn't say a word. After falling to the ground, he just rolled on the ground. Then he dragged his immobile hand and quickly adjusted his posture to stand up, and quickly looked towards The direction of the shot.

But he didn't rush to escape. Instead, he moved slowly towards the blind spot on the roadside, which made the snipers in the hotel wonder if he wanted to die.

But when he pulled the trigger again, he discovered that An Yan seemed to have noticed the muzzle flash that was suppressed by the silencer at the first sight.

Even at the moment when he noticed the muzzle flash, An Yan, who was not fast at all, immediately dodged in an unintended direction with an inhuman exaggerated reaction speed, causing the bullet to pass by his arm and fall to the ground with some flesh and blood.

At first he thought he was off track, or there was a problem with the gust of wind, or it might just be the other party's luck, but after repeated shooting...

"....Really? Is this guy really a high school student? Is he really a human being??"

The sniper shot again and again, almost grazing An Yan's body and falling to the ground, making the sniper dumbfounded.

He never imagined that the high school student in the intelligence only liked exercise and the military, and his reaction speed was faster than that of professional soldiers, and even faster than that of normal humans. You must know that he is injured now!

At a distance of about 300 meters, it only takes about half a second for the bullet to reach the target. A high school student on the other side was even seriously injured, but he was still able to calmly and accurately avoid the bullet without any hesitation. Is this something a human can do? ?

Once is a coincidence, twice can be an accident, but three times... Is he really so calm and sharp to this extent?

The sniper looked at the camera and seemed to be looking here for the first time. He avoided the fatal blow with just a scratch, and used this to completely lock his position and completely miss An Yan. He could only feel the calm expression on his face. It was so chilling that one felt inexplicably convinced that no matter how many times he shot again, he would never be able to hit him.

Without waiting for him to recover from this state, at the moment when another shot missed, An Yan changed his previous slow attitude, flew at a jaw-dropping speed, and rushed into the shooting target not far away. blind spot.

What on earth is he doing?Why didn't you run away with all your strength in the first place? ?Are you deliberately provoking me?But if the wound on the shoulder is not treated immediately, he will definitely bleed to death, right? ——At first, the sniper was just puzzled, but when he pointed the scope at the abandoned vehicle again, he immediately noticed that the door on the other side of the back row was also pushed open.

Only then did he realize that for some reason there was an extra person in the car with only the target and the driver in the intelligence, and that person had obviously escaped when he was targeting An Yan.

That is... did he deliberately expose himself to danger and draw his attention to give the other person a chance to escape? ——The sniper thought of this possibility, but did not waste any time preparing to evacuate here.

After all, he is not without a partner. Even if there is no chance for a second sniper kill, the partner who goes directly to the Fourth Palace Villa should be able to kill the opponent.

And it was far enough away from where he was sniping that the police did not show up at the time of the incident. When they arrived later and judged his position through the crater, he had already disappeared.

Therefore, he did not need to worry that he would not be able to escape. He calmly turned off the TV that was constantly making harsh noises. Then he quickly disassembled the sniper rifle in an orderly manner, put it back in the suitcase, carefully collected the shell casings, and concentrated on handling the scene. Traces to avoid leaving any clues before the police arrive.

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In view of the situation where he was suddenly knocked unconscious last time, An Yan not only wore a bulletproof vest every day when he went out, but also carried two bottles of magic potion given by Irena with him.

But he didn't take it immediately, but quickly headed in the direction of the target. On the way, he took the coat of a passerby and draped it over his shoulders to make himself less conspicuous.

The passerby who had his coat taken away looked at him. Although his arms were bleeding continuously, he just walked away with a tense face and couldn't help but feel dumbfounded.

Just like that, he rushed into the target hotel lobby with blood stains all the way.

Not understanding what was going on in the distance, everyone in the hotel lobby, which was still as lively as usual, unconsciously cast surprised glances when they noticed his appearance.

But half of his white coat was filled with blood, but he pushed aside the waiter who came forward to ask if he needed help, and came to the elevator without saying a word.

With just a glance, the people waiting for the elevator were startled by the blood on his body, and subconsciously made way for him to avoid trouble.

But he remained silent the moment the elevator door opened, quickly walked in and quickly turned around and pressed the button for the thirteenth floor.

Just like that, while the elevator was rising, he kept his guard up and checked the wounds with a frown.

Then he gritted his teeth and endured the pain that was eroding his spirit all the time. He cursed in his heart but couldn't say a word. He silently stared at the rising numbers in the elevator... because he was afraid that if he accidentally opened his mouth, he would be unable to help himself. A bunch of national quintessence.

When I arrived at the reserved floor, I quickly walked outside and took a look at the fire evacuation map for guest rooms provided by the hotel. After confirming the location and number, I quickly took it out of my pocket and did not need to use it on site. It was a magic potion that could be taken internally to quickly repair the body.

Then...looking at the wound that was rubbed on the ground, and the flesh and blood were filled with gravel, he walked to the tool room of the hotel, took a deep breath, and slowly raised his hand after being mentally prepared.

A light blue lightsaber appeared, then swung down.

With a splash of blood, the surface flesh and blood, which was contaminated by sand and gravel on the ground, was cut off abruptly.

His knife was very fast, and although it hurt, it was bearable.

But then he leaned over the faucet, placed the punctured wound under the faucet, and turned on the faucet with his other hand, even turning it on to the maximum.

"~~~~!!!"

The intense pain caused his body to tremble uncontrollably, making him almost unable to breathe and unable to even scream.

Even so, he still stretched out his hand and carefully stirred the hole in his wound several times with his trembling fingertips to confirm that all the sand and gravel that had run into it were removed. Then he fell back as if he was out of strength and fell. While sitting on the ground, he raised his head and drank the potion.

The instant the potion enters the body, it turns into magic power, and the flesh and blood automatically regenerates and heals, and even the broken bones are rebuilt.

Unfortunately, it was not a magic potion that could rewind time. The clothes were not completely restored, and the foreign objects in the wound needed to be dealt with by oneself.

But it only took about ten seconds for the injury to completely recover, and his shoulder seemed to have never been injured before. He finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

"...Irena's medicine is really powerful, but she obviously relies on treating people, or using time to go back and fix things for people? This should be able to make a living, why would she commit a crime? Is it fraud? Is it her hobby, or are there too many magicians who can treat her? But every household should want to prepare some magic potions, right? Is the cost of magic potions high? "

He couldn't figure out Irena's thoughts, but for the time being, he just felt pure emotion. Then he shook his head and patted his head, feeling that the dizziness caused by excessive blood loss had even disappeared.

Compared with the time-traveling potion, perhaps this wound-healing potion cannot repair clothes or clean wounds, but the effect is magical, even if it can be sold for tens of millions or hundreds of millions of dollars, that is... ..

"But why does the illusion of pain still remain after the injury is healed? Is this some kind of phantom pain? Or is the wound healed too quickly and the brain hasn't reacted yet? Forget it... this time, let's settle the old and new grudges together. Kill those guys hiding behind the scenes together!"

Rubbing his shoulders and complaining in a low voice, his patience had reached its limit. He had already decided that no matter whether the other party was a cheap brother or something else, even though he was not good at investigating, he had to find a way to find out and kill him. After putting on the jacket he snatched, he returned. Find your spot in the corridor, listen carefully outside, make sure the person inside is still there, get ready at the door, and then - suddenly kick open the door.

In the loud noise of "Bang!", the sniper who had just packed up the room and prepared to evacuate suddenly turned around out of professional instinct, pulled out his pistol, released the safety, and was about to shoot.

However, the moment he turned around, he discovered that the person coming was the boy whose left hand had been crippled by his own shot.

It’s really asking for death! ——The sniper's face hardened, and then he sneered and was about to raise the muzzle of his gun and send the bare-handed and seriously injured young man on his way.

But the change broke out the moment An Yan stepped into the door.

--boom! !

The fierce wind spread from An Yan's feet.

The floorboards were first lifted by the storm, and then the storm swept across the entire room with unstoppable force.

The objects in the hotel room were all blown to pieces by the oncoming storm, and even the sniper was caught off guard and knocked over by the wind even though he was far away.

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The sniper, who didn't wait until his back hit the wall and his butt landed directly on the ground, recovered from the strange situation. Just as he instinctively raised his gun again, he saw the young man crossing the distance between them in the blink of an eye, with a light blue light. It extended from his hand and waved down in his disbelieving gaze.

The blood splattered again.

But this time it wasn't An Yan's blood, along with the half-cut arm and the pistol that fell to the ground.

Then An Yan kicked out and stepped on his neck, forcing the opponent to lie half on the ground unable to move. He couldn't even scream because of the stampede.

"Tell me, who hired you?" An Yan relaxed his footing slightly when the other party almost suffocated and passed out.

"Ugh...! You...you monster...! You can never escape!"

The sniper, who noticed that not only did he have supernatural powers, but his inhuman speed and even the injuries on his body no longer seemed to affect his actions, stared at him with fear and fear, as if he wanted to use this to enhance his own momentum. .

But An Yan simply let him go, picked up his pistol from the ground, pointed it at his thigh and pulled the trigger.

boom! "——Uhhhhh!!!"

The gunfire was accompanied by screams, but An Yan said calmly: "Aren't you going to tell me? If you don't tell me, I will kill you slowly with one shot."

"No...I don't know! I just collect money to do things! Or through a middleman, I really don't know who the employer is...!"

boom!boom!

In the middle of the other party's words, An Yan, who was not going to ask slowly, pulled the trigger again, causing the face of the ordinary sniper, who was wearing ordinary civilian uniforms, to suddenly have two bloody holes, along with brain matter and blood. , also smeared on the wall behind you.

Although he wanted to continue to torture him to extract confessions, the current situation was not suitable for people to discover him. Things would become troublesome if it dragged on for a long time.

It was unrealistic for him to take away a seriously injured adult from the downtown area alone, and then find a place to slowly interrogate him. Moreover, if the sniper who discovered that he used supernatural powers could not be allowed to live, he would have no choice but to kill and silence him.

Therefore, after completing the murder, he cleaned up the scene, took away the pistol and the other party's mobile phone, and then went outside to throw the meat he cut off into the sewer before he was really ready to leave the hotel.

During this period, he didn't think about contacting Kaguya, because there were many people filming and taking photos in the buildings far away on the street.

He really couldn't explain how he recovered from his shoulder injury, and even had to disappear temporarily in the eyes of most people...if he didn't want to shoot him in the shoulder again.

But if he didn't treat the injury before... he might have died of excessive blood loss. Even if he was treated in time, he would be permanently disabled, so he had to use the magic potion first.

This allowed him to reach the second floor through the unmonitored fire escape, dig out from behind the hotel, and then bypass Japan's few surveillance cameras. Then he grabbed a lucky passerby on a motorcycle and snatched his coat. I added another layer to my coat and put on a helmet to cover up as much as possible, then rode my motorcycle towards home, hoping to resolve these matters as soon as possible.

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On the other side, the Fourth Palace Villa.

For some reason, a group of hooligans appeared at the gate of the wall, harassing the bodyguards at the door. This caused the bodyguards in the mansion, which had no owner at home, to go and deal with the hooligans.

The guard who was staying in the monitoring room at the same time glanced at the monitoring situation near the gate, but failed to find that something had been hacked on the Internet at the same time. The cameras outside the gate began to repeat the scenes from the previous two days.

Therefore, at this time, a middle-aged woman dressed in ordinary clothes just threw out her hook and climbed up the wall and flexibly climbed into the room.

"Really...even if he is the son of a chaebol family, does it still have to be so troublesome to deal with a high school student? He still has to be prepared."

Every day when the Shinomiya family goes out, the vehicles they use will be fully inspected by dedicated personnel, and they cannot directly place bombs in the vehicles. The woman who usually works as an observer for snipers complained softly and sneaked into the room, preparing to attack An Yan. Plant a bomb in the room.

If the sniper fails to complete the mission, when An Yan comes back and feels at ease, she can remotely control the target and send it directly to the west.

At this moment, the guards here are all attracted by the gangsters hired with money. She only needs to stick C4 under the bed to kill the characters perfectly. As for these gangsters, they may be retaliated by the Shinomiya family. Going to jail, or whatever, has nothing to do with her.

However, the woman who almost lost her way in the numerous rooms and passages in this villa, out of vigilance, carefully drew out her dagger while walking through the inner corridors, preparing to quietly kill the servant and then find a place when she could not avoid the servant. Hiding corpses.