Conan: Eternal Darkness

The three came to the mission location. Bourbon, Kiel, Chianti, Coron, and Calvados were already waiting there. "Gin, what is the mission?" Chianti carried a sniper rifle, full of The excitement on his face, as soon as he saw the gin, he couldn't wait to ask.

"Clean up some rubbish." Gin looked down at the phone with a very indifferent tone. Of course, no one present thought that the cleanup **** in Gin's mouth was sweeping the street. "Kiele, Bourbon, Vodka is in charge of Area A, Chianti, Co. Len remote support, Belmod, you and Calvados are in charge of Zone B, and I'm with you two."

Kiel and Bourbon are two uncertain factors. In this case, it is strange that those forces will not intervene. Let them deal with unimportant trash fish. As for Area B, he should do it himself.

"Just the three of us to deal with Area B?" Belmod frowned. Compared to Area A, Area B is where the firepower is important. Calvados can only snipe from a distance, that is to say, really penetrate the enemy. There are only two of them in the battalion, shouldn't Bourbon come to assist?

"Well, a few of them will come to Area A after they've dealt with Area B." Gin squinted at Belmod, if it wasn't for some things that couldn't be exposed, he would be wiped out in minutes for a task of this magnitude. Besides, In case he exposes something, Belmod is better than those two undercover agents who don't want to get himself into trouble.

"Is there any problem? Then, let's all take action." Gin pressed down on the brim of his hat.

On the wide road, a black Porsche 356A, a Mazda RX-7FD3S in Bourbon with Keele and vodka, a Dodge Viper in Chianti, a 1996 SRT-10GTS, with Coren and Calvados, as for Bell Maud, who didn't drive her Harley V-Rod, sat in a Porsche with Gin.

This group of cars is very fast, and they run unscrupulously on the road, showing an unrestrained taste. Jin Jiu likes this feeling very much. In fact, every time he is in a bad mood, he likes to go out for racing. In purgatory, it's quite normal to not get a good night's sleep for a few weeks or even a few months and a half year. The purgatory at that time was too chaotic. While training myself hard, I had to avoid those who were chasing him, and I had to accept such cruelty. The psychological pressure can be imagined, chewing gum can only temporarily relieve it, but it is not a good way to relax. Later, I don’t know when I fell in love with racing cars, the windows were wide open, it was cool and even a little cold. The wind poured into the car, as if it could keep running like this, breaking through the confinement, breaking through the depression.

But since he came here, he has restrained a lot. After all, this is not purgatory. Sometimes he has to endure when he is upset, or find a remote place to drive. His character is also hidden a lot, and he belongs to purgatory. He was unscrupulous and ruthless. At first, he didn't get used to it at all, and then he slowly accepted it, but even so, sometimes he couldn't control his dark aura, especially when he was in an extremely bad mood.

Porsche gradually surpassed Mazda and Dodge Viper. Gin was quite happy, all the dark factors in his heart were blown away, and brilliance appeared in his eyes. He still likes this unbridled style of behavior. That restrained, cautious and suspicious character is not at all. It is suitable for him, he is Z, the top killer of God in purgatory, he has always been the only one who calls others, and no one calls him. It's better here, one that, one Rum, chatting on his head every day, so annoying , really thinks he is the organization's gold medal killer!

Belmod sat in the back seat and looked at Gin through the rearview mirror. Seeing the excitement and fun and enjoyment in the eyes of the other party, he couldn't help but wonder for a while. According to Gin's status in the organization, there should be no How many things can depress him? That person and Rum should not easily say anything excessive, after all, the strength of gin is there.

What Belmod doesn't know is that staying in the organization as someone else's subordinate is a kind of depression for Gin, and he can't reveal his full strength and true character. If he has been undercover or betrayed, he is very lazy and he has to do those extremely boring tasks every day, which is enough!

Parked Porsche, Bourbon and Chianti arrived one after another, communicated with radio headsets, Gin and Belmod went to Area A, Kiel, Bourbon, Vodka went to Area B, and the three snipers went directly to sniper location.

After venting his emotions, Gin was obviously in a better mood, and even the two time bombs Bourbon and Kiel were pleasing to the eye, "Let's go straight in?" Belmod followed Gin's pace, "The soldiers are divided. Two ways?"

"Well, on my left, on your right, Calvados will assist you." Gin thought for a while, then walked directly into the building, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the bullet seemed to have grown eyes. In one hit, the attack of those people was like infantile slapstick in his eyes. The figure was like a ghost, rushing into the crowd, holding a gun in the left and a dagger in the right, wherever he went, there were corpses everywhere, less than five minutes, gin and wine This place was cleaned up directly, Jin Jiu moved his wrist, looking at the corpses that were killed with one blow, his eyes were full of disdain, the warm-up activities were not over yet, it was too inconsiderate.

At the same time, the sound of artillery fire came from Area B. It seems that Boben Keir has also started. In other words, is he moving too fast? Jin Jiu thought for a second, just couldn't hold back, and just used his real strength. One-hit kill is his style. It's neat and not at all sloppy. Stay here for a while and leave.

"I didn't expect that the legendary god-level killer Z would be here. It's an eye-opener." A voice suddenly appeared, and Gin took back the gun indifferently. This kind of pistol is useless for people with high-level existence in purgatory. Daggers are powerful because they can easily dodge this kind of bullet without the slightest pressure.

Eyes fell on the door, the person was still the same person, but the aura had completely changed, every move revealed the aura of the King of the Night, with a careless and indifferent smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were playful, and the evil charm was cold. It is the real Z, the killer of gods full of disguise!

A man who was nearly half a century old appeared in front of Jinjiu. The two of them looked at each other. The next second, they started to do it without any bells and whistles. Every attack was a killer move. Because they couldn't see the figures of the two at all, only the afterimages were intertwined!

"As expected of a peerless genius Z, it seems that the rumors are not all false." The man was repelled by the gin, moved his wrist a little, and bowed halfway. It's been a long time since I had a good fight, and a dark factor appeared in their eyes, bloodthirsty and fierce, cold and evil, and both of them became serious! Once you start, either you will die or I will die! This is the way to survive in purgatory!

The sound of the blasting outside was much quieter. Gin held the dagger, his eyes filled with a dark and silent aura, the sharp blade slid across the man's neck, the man leaned back, and a backflip attempted to kick Gin's wrist away. Holding the knife in one hand, he stabbed directly at the aorta. The other hand of the gin precisely cut the man's wrist, changing the direction of the blade abruptly. The two took a step back at the same time, and then rushed up again. A fatal blow and an attack. In just a few minutes, the two have fought hundreds of times, and their breaths are a little unstable, but a few seconds are enough for them to recover.

Gin Jiu took the lead, the martial arts in the world are only fast but not broken. Gin Jiu's speed has increased by more than one grade compared to before, and only a vague black afterimage can be seen. With a cruel smile, he suddenly threw something at Jinjiu. The expression of Jinjiu didn't change. He ducked to the side, moved his fingers slightly, and stood there. Evil.

On the other hand, the man was lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment, with blood dripping from his heart, his pupils dilated, and he was obviously unable to live. Gin, with his hands in his pockets, stood one meter away from the man, quietly watching the man's breathing slow down a little.

"I actually... forgot... Z's most... good at... one of the abilities... is the dark... hidden weapon... really... worthy of being... God."

"But...for...us...maybe death...death is...the real release...release."

"And...and you...too strong..."

The man's breathing stopped, but there was no sign of pain. Instead, with a hint of relief, Qin Jiu narrowed his eyes and let out a low laugh. Then he glanced at the corridor next to him thoughtfully, and when he looked up again, it was already there. Without Z's share of evil, he threw an object on the man with an indifferent face, raised his legs and left.