The Boss Behind The Game

United States, NYC.

In the middle of the night, the clock tower's hour hand pointed to twelve, and the midnight bell rang in the city.

Above the clock tower, there was darkness all around.

The "crackling" sound of raindrops hitting the glass can be faintly heard.

"Ding!"

After opening the lid of the lighter, Emily reached out and lit the cigarette in her hand, taking a deep breath.

In the light of the burning fire, you can vaguely see the colorful flower arm tattoo on her bare arm, which is as gorgeous as a poisonous snake.

The sparks spread, thick smoke spewed out from her mouth, and her hands trembled subconsciously.

This scene seems to have been similar. The grief and despair in her heart at this moment is just like when she left her brother five years ago.

It was also raining that day, and they were at the bus station separately.

At that moment, how much she wanted to call the driver to stop, and even more wanted to slap the window hard to get her brother's attention, and wanted to jump out of the car and run towards him.

I want to tear all the barriers between him and myself.

She was short of breath, her eyes were red, she was trembling all over, and she was moved to tears in the intense imagination.

But the fact is that she was sitting quietly, motionless, quietly passing by her brother, seeing him getting farther and farther behind her, becoming less and less clear.

After that, there was a road of no return, and this road was chosen by herself, and there was no way out.

At this moment, footsteps sounded in the darkness. As the sound became clearer, a figure slowly emerged, and the surrounding street lights gradually turned on.

A man with a beard came from a distance, holding a file bag in his hand, and a pair of headphones hanging on his head, his footsteps seemed to follow the rhythm of the music.

Seeing this person appear, Emily showed a trace of sadness in her eyes, and she earnestly hoped that he would not get close to him again.

But she had no choice, and this was her job.

Because he is a killer!

And the man below is her teacher, a former ace killer who has retired long ago and is now living a stable life.

It was also he who taught Emily various killing techniques and made her grow to what she is now.

They used to be both teachers and friends, but...

Emily lowered her forehead slowly, put her cheek on the cold gunstock, and looked through the scope to the man below.

In fact, with her technique, she doesn't need to aim at all, but this is her last farewell to this mentor.

"boom!"

The bullet spun out from the gun barrel, and hit the forehead of the man below with great precision, bringing up a cloud of blood mist.

Due to the silencer installed, the sound was very small and did not disturb anyone.

After glancing at the fallen man through the scope again, Emily's lips trembled slightly, then she took out her mobile phone from her pocket and dialed a number.

"Beep~beep~beep~"

After three beeps, the phone was picked up, but no sound came.

"Mission complete, kill the target!"

"Widowmaker, well done..."

Emily hung up the phone before she finished speaking, then picked up "Widowmaker's Kiss", placed it on the ground and began to quickly disassemble it.

In less than 2 minutes, this sniper rifle with a complex structure was disassembled into parts and put into the cello case.

After finishing all this, she quickly got up, carried the cello case on her back, and quickly climbed down along the raised wall outside the tower.

The figure quickly sank into the darkness.

After the order ended, Emily got another month's vacation, but she was very confused.

She didn't know where to go or what her future held.

Was she shot by a latecomer like her mentor? Or was he caught by mistake during the mission? Or die somewhere in a dark corner.

As if her thoughts about the future were forever linked to death, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Emily's mouth.

Because she is a killer!

As she was walking, she suddenly felt something was wrong, and her keen insight made her feel that someone was peeping in the dark.

She immediately quickened her pace and started running.

"boom!"

A gunshot rang out, and Emily leaped forward decisively.

The shot was very accurate, but fortunately, Emily's reaction was fast enough to avoid fatal injuries, but she was hit on the calf and was blasted out with a wound the size of a goose egg.

Knowing that there was a killer in the dark, Emily decisively pushed the cello case forward and shrank back.

She judged the location of the killer from the direction of the bullet, so her actions immediately made the hidden killer lose his target.

Silent stalemate.

Except for the sound of pattering raindrops hitting the ground, the surroundings fell into silence.

As time went by, when the street lights dimmed because there was no sound, Emily knew her chance had come.

She decisively opened the cello case from the side and began to quickly assemble her sniper rifle.

"Bang!" The gunshot rang out again, but this time it did not shoot at Emily, but at the pillar under the street lamp.

The sound of bullets colliding with metal immediately awakened the surrounding street lights again.

This time, the killer in the dark clearly saw Emily who was assembling the sniper rifle through the eyepiece, a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the muzzle of the gun turned around and aimed at Emily.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Gunshots sounded at the same time, and the two bullets collided in the air, disintegrating into metal fragments and shooting everywhere.

"Huh?" The killer who saw this scene was immediately frightened.

This is a coincidence, right?

The killer who was still in shock suddenly thought of many legendary assassination stories about this woman called "Widowmaker".

He immediately aimed at Emily again, and when he was about to squeeze the trigger hard, a bullet appeared in the sniper scope and quickly enlarged, and then everything fell into darkness.

One was in the light and the other was in the dark, but Emily still easily shot and killed the killer. This was her technique and the reason why she became the unsurpassable sniper "Widowmaker" in the killer world.

After killing the killer, Widowmaker tore up her clothes, quickly bandaged her bleeding calf, then stood up, gritted her teeth and ran forward.

After advancing a distance of about 100 meters, Emily stopped suddenly. Because the wound on her calf had lost too much blood, her physical strength declined rapidly, and she could no longer continue running.

At this time, her cell phone rang.

Emily took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and threw it into the sewer beside her.

Because she knew that this assassination was obviously premeditated, and only the organization knew her assassination and retreat route.

Taking a deep breath, Emily was about to move on, but suddenly found a "clinic" sign hanging on a building ten meters away.

She glanced at the blood-oozing calf. Although there was a risk of exposure, she ignored it and immediately dragged her injured right leg towards the clinic.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

With her knocking, the door opened, and a man with blue curly hair and glasses appeared in front of him.

"Are you injured?" The man glanced at Emily, surprised at her beautiful appearance, but also noticed her bleeding right leg.

Emily nodded, leaning weakly on the door frame.

Seeing this, the man quickly helped Emily into the house and closed the door at the same time.

...

"Hey, you have a gunshot wound!"

Looking at the man who was treating the wound, Emily's eyes gradually turned cold.

"You... Don't worry, I won't say anything." The man quickly promised, and then his expression became a little worried: "But your leg should be useless..."

"I know, treat the wound and stop the bleeding, then I'll leave!"

"It will hurt, do you need to play games?" The man pointed to the virtual helmet on the table.

"No need!" Emily replied coldly.

"I think you'd better play the game, you have an egg-sized hole in your leg that needs to be filled..."

"I said no need!" Emily refused sharply.

She is a killer, so she is very vigilant, playing games at this time, then her own safety is not in her own hands, and she did not trust the man in front of her, so she rejected the request.

After half an hour of bandaging, the man finally bandaged Emily's leg injury, and Emily got up immediately to leave.

"Your leg has just been healed, don't put too much pressure on it, or the wound will burst open again!"

Emily didn't answer, turned and walked towards the door.

It is dangerous to stay here now, and her sniper rifle is also left outside, and she must leave as soon as possible.

When he came to the door and was about to open it, a police siren sounded outside the house.

Emily's complexion sank, she turned her head to glance at the male doctor, and then quickly walked towards the back room.

"Don't worry, I won't say anything!" The male doctor assured again.

After Emily entered the back room, the male doctor hurried to the door and pressed the cleaning button on the wall.

Immediately, the cleaning robot outside the house started to quickly clean up the blood stains outside the house.

A moment later, there was a knock on the door, and the male doctor opened the door pretending to be calm, but his heart was beating.

The door opened, and there was a middle-aged man standing outside, with a slightly obese figure, but a very serious expression:

"Dr. Haier, did you hear a gunshot just now? Or did you see a stranger?"

"What? Gunshots? Did something happen?" Haier's face showed a little surprise.

"Okay, it's all right, I wish you a good night!" The police officer outside said immediately, but he didn't go into the house to check, because he still has several residents that he didn't ask.

After closing the door again, Haier hurriedly returned to the inner room, and immediately found Elemi holding a dagger behind the door.

"They've already left!" Haier expressed helplessness.

In fact, he didn't know why he took care of Emily so much. If he had to find a reason, it would be because she was so good-looking.

Well, it is this innate ability that was set at birth.

"Thank you!" Elemi thanked with a sigh of relief.

"You're welcome, my name is Haier, what's your name?" Haier raised his right hand with a grin.

However, Emily ignored it, and moved step by step to the sofa outside the house to sit down, her brows tightly frowned.

The slightly embarrassed Haier hurriedly followed out, looked at Elemi and spoke again:

"There are a lot of policemen looking around outside the house. I think you have to stay here tonight."

Emily did not answer, and continued to remain silent.

"Does it hurt? Do you need to play games? Now a good game has just been released, and you won't feel the pain from the outside world when you enter the game."

Still no response.

Facing the always silent and extremely cold Emily, Haier, who wanted to strike up a conversation and say a few words, was suddenly frustrated.

"Give me the virtual helmet!" At this moment, Elemi spoke.

"Okay!" Haier smiled when he heard the answer, then picked up the virtual helmet on the table and handed it to Emily.

"I'll help you connect to the computer right now, remember to choose the "Conquest Online", this game is the most anticipated fully immersive game today."

Elemi ignored Haier's words, put on the virtual helmet, and the interface appeared immediately.

Obviously Dr. Haier is a game fanatic, the virtual interface is full of game icons, and some unexplainable special game software.

Glancing at the icon, Elemi's eyes were fixed on the battle line.

In fact, she doesn't care what game she plays, since Haier recommends it so much, let's try it.

So, she pressed the game icon of Zhengzhan Online.

It can be said that it was entirely by chance that a generation of sniper god "Widowmaker" embarked on the road of hunting gods in the future.