Mysterious journey

Coming out of the small living room, the atmosphere in the banquet hall was still harmonious. The violinist in the band played the violin gracefully and soothingly. Amidst the music, a group of dignitaries still communicated with each other calmly.

It was as if the screams just now were not 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. Other than that, there was no reaction at all.

He glanced at the whole place, and actually saw his sister sitting on the side looking in a panic, and his eyes happened to meet hers.

"It's okay." Jia Long gave Ying'er a reassuring look.

The banquet went on as usual. As the host, my uncle came on stage and said some words. A few other important figures came to the stage to speak, and everyone joked about them and a few social butterflies. 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. It's sour, a bit like sour plum soup mixed 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, 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 quietly together and chatted like this."

"Yes. It's been a long time." Ying'er lowered her head. "I've felt it since very early on. Brother, you have become mysterious. I don't know what you are doing every day. I can't see your shadow at all."

"What else can I do? I just attended the exchange meeting with the martial arts school. There is nothing else to do. Don't worry, if..." Before Garen could finish his words, his face suddenly stiffened, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then returned to normal. Change your words and continue. "If something happens, I will definitely tell you. By the way, the master has been ill recently, and I have to help the martial arts school with some things. After all, you also know that I am the master's closed disciple."

Ying'er nodded in 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 nearly two-meter black sniper rifle and looking through the scope at the banquet hall opposite.

His left hand adjusted the direction of the gun barrel, and his right hand gently loaded the gun.

The bullet was golden yellow, very thin and pointed, like a straight golden loach, and made a soft clicking sound when loaded into the barrel of the gun.

"Sting, 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 calmly. He was playing with a folding knife, and his face was also masked. However, judging from his dark blue crystal eyes and handsome facial lines, his temperament and appearance were extremely gorgeous.

"I need to be vigilant against all dangerous people." The man holding the gun replied calmly, "Since you have received money, you must be responsible for the customer."

"Please, we are mercenaries, not professional bodyguards. Can you please stop being so dedicated? I'm afraid that Gallolan will come to you to discuss stealing people's jobs." The silver-haired man didn't know whether to 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 martial artists? Do you think any martial artist can kill an opponent two kilometers away? I remember my last record was 2.3 kilometers."

"2.6." The black man added abruptly. "You're not even close yet."

The silver-haired man chuckled.

"I'm talking about Tank Tang, you are a master who has defeated tanks independently, how can you compare with a little shrimp like me? Doesn't that hurt your identity too much? Your special bullets can shoot through armored vehicles within one kilometer. "

The man in black stopped talking and just looked through the circular sight at a figure by the window on the right side of the banquet hall.

The man was drinking black wine slowly while chatting casually with another young girl.

This person is none other than Garen.

At this moment, Garen faintly felt an extremely sharp aura locked tightly on him.

He is definitely a gun!

But no firearm has ever given him such a strong sense of threat.

While chatting with his sister, his muscles tightened slightly. Be prepared to respond to any possible threats.

Slowly, after a while, this breath gradually moved away. He slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, if the other party really fired a gun just now, he was not sure whether he could dodge 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 told you to stop!" A slightly crazy male voice came from the center of the hall.

Gallon and the guests in the surrounding corners all stood up one after another and looked towards the midfield.

A young blond man in a white dress was holding a white pistol and pressed it firmly against the neck of a middle-aged lady.

The strange thing is that the middle-aged lady looked indifferent and showed no panic at all, as if this was not the first time she had experienced such a battle.

None of the surrounding guests looked panicked. Some of them even whispered among themselves, looking indifferent and watching the fun.

"Does Elena need our help?" A blond woman wearing a scarlet sleeveless dress stood up and asked calmly. Her long hair hangs in a ponytail from her neck to her chest, and her eyes are narrow and sharp, giving her a piercing beauty.

The kidnapped woman shook her head.

"Dante, I didn't expect you to do such a thing."

"Didn't expect that? Hehehe, you don't have to do anything for that man, you can abandon me with everything, what can't you do?!" The man in the white dress said with a sense of despair. The pistol in his hand gradually tightened the trigger.

Bang! !

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 just on the hand, there was also a blood hole the size of an egg just above the man's sternum.

The back of his hand and chest were completely penetrated at once. The hand that wanted to pull the trigger could no longer move. The pistol slid silently to the carpet on the floor.

"Long live the Black Flag Party!!" He struggled to shout out at last, hissing as the air from the balloon deflated, making him look hoarse. Finally he fell to the ground. Blood flowed out from the edge of the chest. The white carpet stained the ground red.

Garen, who was standing in a corner, took advantage of the moment when his sister didn't see clearly, pulled her into his arms, and covered his eyes.

He looked in the direction where the bullet came from, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

The bullet actually penetrated the wall and then penetrated the man. The wall is a cement wall more than ten centimeters thick. A wall of this thickness can penetrate a person, leaving a bottomless black hole on the carpet. This kind of power. This kind of blind sniping judgment.

"This is the strength of a real top marksman combined with a powerful sniper rifle." His uncle walked over from a short distance away and stood beside him and whispered. "Garen, 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, you can't beat this kind of bullet."

He patted Garen on the shoulder and sighed deeply.

"The assassin is the top mercenary I hired, and he is also the secret personnel to maintain the security of this venue. There are hundreds of such top gunmen in the entire federation. They can shoot and kill those they want to hit from a few kilometers away. Target. It is said that top fighters are not afraid of ordinary bullets, but this is no longer the era of martial artists."

Garen remained silent.

He knew that he could not withstand such a top gunner and such a penetrating bullet. It is already comparable to Andrela's three-star sword with one point and one sword. Maybe even stronger. Since there is such a powerful bullet, not to mention more powerful bullets, but if this kind of bullet is coated with poison, it can kill him.

"Come and help me." Uncle Angel actually already knows 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 calmly.

"That's fine, but you have to hurry up." Angel felt that his nephew's tone finally relaxed, and he nodded with some relief. After giving Ying'er a faint look in Jia Long's arms, he turned around and left alone.

"Ying'er, something's happened. I need your help to persuade my parents with me."

"What happened? What happened just now? What happened to that person? Brother." Ying'er asked doubtfully. She had actually guessed a little, and her voice was a little trembling.

Garen looked at the top floor of the opposite floor, his eyes seemed to penetrate the wall, and he saw a black figure lying there quietly holding a slender sniper rifle.

"It's nothing, just obey and don't open your eyes."

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rooftop

Thorn slowly put away the silencer of the heavy sniper, and his black eyes finally glanced at Garen through the scope. He always felt that this young boy seemed to have noticed his sight.

"What's wrong?" the silver-haired man squatted aside and asked.

"It's nothing. Let's go to the next point. People from the Black Flag Party will not send such a small role." Xi stood up and said calmly.

"That's true. I heard that that group of lunatics have been getting involved with Ansara's people recently, and there might be unexpected people showing up." The silver-haired man found something from nowhere and threw it into his mouth to chew.

"Are those guys from Anshaluo advocating the combination of martial arts and firearms?" Ciwei was stunned for a moment, "I heard that top fighters can withstand bullets, have amazing speed, and are very strong in close combat. Maybe I'll have a chance to see them this time. "

"No one can defeat you, you are our ace!" The silver-haired man patted his companion's shoulder enthusiastically. "This time the Black Flag Party never expected that you would take action personally."

"Let's go." Thorn said calmly, turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

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After leaving the banquet, Garen went back home and talked carefully about the situation of the martial arts school with his parents. To his surprise, someone actually told his parents in advance about the reasons for his studies and future arrangements.

After questioning, it turned out that he was from Jinhuan, and told his parents that Garen would soon go to Yinjia City, the capital of Eliza Province, to skip the grade and enter a private university, Mantra Comprehensive University, without taking the exam. It is said that he was specially sent an invitation letter because he was qualified in antique appraisal and met the university's professional admission standards.

My parents actually received an invitation letter in advance to study antique appraisal at Mantra University, and they were even more excited when they heard the news. He repeatedly told him not to go to his uncle Angel's place so often and to be self-reliant.

The persuasion plan originally planned by Garen and his sister came to nothing.

The next step is to deal with the last little things.

Say goodbye to friends at the Round Dance Gate and familiar teachers and classmates, and go to the telegraph office to send a telegram to the eldest lady Finestine, informing her that she is leaving and skipping a grade to enter the university.

A few days later, I finally boarded the train to the capital of Eliza Province.

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Inside the brown-red train carriage. Car attendants and passengers were coming and going, making some noise.

Su Lin and Garen sat opposite each other, both of them quietly looking at the scenery outside that was passing by quickly.

On the seat to the right of the two people, three young people were playing cards. In the front seat was a young couple with a baby, who was putting the baby to sleep. A few young men and women who looked like college students were reading thriller novels and horror experiences in the seats behind them, and they were talking loudly.

The faint white light of the morning poured in from the window, but the interior of the carriage still looked very dark. The sky was overcast with clouds, and there was faint thunder from time to time.

Su Lin glanced at Garen. "I'm sorry to trouble you this time."

"Don't talk about this between us." Garen said calmly, "Tell us about your situation."

"Me?" Su Lin pondered for a moment, "My parents don't know about me yet. In their eyes, I will only be a young man who eats, drinks and has fun. My father, mother and eldest brother all like me. I can get everything I want, but this is not what I want. If martial arts hadn't given me the opportunity to exercise my heart, maybe I would really be just a young man who only knows how to have fun. Although they have arranged a perfect Precautions, but I still have to deploy a core layer of defense. You are with another friend of mine. I have not revealed your identity to my family, I just said that you are my friend, just in case of a breakthrough, it can also be concealed. and play a key role." He sighed, "After all, my image outside is not good. They just follow me around. Even my family members don't know my details, let alone outsiders, so you will be my last trump card!”

I have no choice but to update with more words. Sorry everyone, it’s the same old rules.