The cold and delicate words could not spread very far before being drowned out by other loud sounds, echoing in the silent air of the night, like the crowded wind that suddenly vented out from the door and flowed for a long distance. The hall
The glass lamp above is also shaking violently, and the ripples of sound transmission can be outlined in the light, which is somewhat distorted. This is the air heated by the propelling gunpowder flame ignited at the muzzle, and compressed and condensed by invisible pressure.
Groups of white smoke.
Two big holes were punched on the counter, and the sawdust fell very quickly. Just as Cassia put away the pistol, they all fell to the ground. Cassia glanced to the side from the corner of his eyes, and then bent down to pick up the fallen pieces.
The bullet casings still warm on the ground were put into his trouser pockets.
"What's going on?" There was confusion from the corridor next to him. At this moment, Keshan, who heard the noise, had already run up from the basement quickly, holding the pistol in his hand with the same vigilance. His eyes were very alert.
She glanced there for a moment before walking to Cassia's side. The smell of gunpowder smoke that she hadn't smelled for a long time almost became a nostalgic smell for her.
The two big holes were very eye-catching, so she stepped forward and looked inside the wooden counter.
Blood was already flowing on the ground, occupying a large area. An exquisite pistol fell not far from the edge of the pool of blood. The woman in the counter staff uniform was paralyzed there, with a big hole in her body, and her chest was rising and falling.
She weakened rapidly, her breathing had almost stopped, and her undressed face was full of painful expressions. Her eyes were looking resentfully in the direction of Cassia, but because of the counter, it seemed that that angle was not
See Cassia’s complete face.
"Rescue me. Maybe I can hold on for a while. Is there anything I shouldn't ask?" Keshan glanced at the pistol again. She was born in the temple, and she became a surgeon no longer than Cassia.
Students like them can easily identify that the pistol is a custom-made one that is professionally used by the Holy Envoys of various regions through the knowledge they have learned and the long time they have spent in the Holy Emperor's Hall.
Pistol. There is a wing logo on the gun body, which is an extremely delicate handicraft.
"How to deal with it? It's the Holy Envoy of the Holy Church, but it shouldn't be someone from the Holy Church in Manoma." Keshan asked, looking at Cassia who was walking straight to the corridor. When she turned her head again and looked at the woman at the counter,
There is only one corpse left there that will slowly become cold and hard.
Keshan chased after Cassia and stopped her. Her eyes scanned his back, but there were no signs of injury. "The body is just left like this? And what happened just now?"
At the question that hit her face, Cassia stopped and turned her head to look at Keshan, her face was inexplicably stiff.
"What else can we do? In a bright hall, both sides became suspicious of each other's identity, so they wanted to test it out. Finally, they realized that the other side had taken out a pistol, and then they shot without hesitation.
It’s just the opponent. It’s just a matter of happening in this order. Whoever shoots faster and who can prepare in advance to dodge the predetermined trajectory wins. Although I shot a little slower, I dodged the opponent’s bullet.
Won the final victory in this duel. That's why you didn't see me lying there, but the female counter staff." Cassia climbed up the stairs, "Something must have happened up there, you'd better not follow me.
.If they are all dead, it is completely impossible to leave Doris alone. Go to the basement, drive out and park at the intersection just now, where you should be able to see a room with an entire wall.
window. If everything can be solved smoothly, I will let you know the sequence password through the light."
"If not, I will take the Saint away by myself?" Keshan's voice paused, "Why are you and Grandma Roberta like this? Am I really a burden? Why are you facing this kind of thing?
Even if you don’t have the slightest idea of taking me with you to carry out the operation. Rather than my strength, you should know that my stage of surgery is higher than yours. As a drag, I feel that I should be more of a helper. Shoot and aim to kill, as
A housekeeper or servant who should be gentle and capable, I will not show mercy at all!"
Cassia smiled and shook her head: "This kind of thing is not worth sharing, nor is it worth dragging a group of people over. If it is a good thing, I can assure you that I will not forget to call you. Please believe me
This sentence. But compared to me, I think you are more suitable to take care of Doris. She needs someone to stay there, and your task is far from completed. And in the face of guns that don’t look at anyone’s face, during the operation stage
The impact is not very big. If you are hit by a bullet and you should die, you still have to die. If two surgeons meet, and the level of surgery alone can determine who wins in the end, then I have been training hard day and night.
What's the use? The sweat of a group of us is just sweat? It's better to sit at home and read newspapers. When the natural fusion of the surgical stage comes out decades later, who else can cure me?"
"Please go over and wait. I am still very confident in myself, and my face still looks young. But things like age sometimes have little to do with the number of years lived. Some scientific geniuses in the empire,
A single head can widen the gap between you and others by decades. This kind of thing cannot be compared. I am not a genius, but I have at least worked harder than most people. No matter what the result is, it will not take too long. Do your best at any time.
Get ready to leave. If only the two of you end up at the edge of the Endless Sea, Doris will tell you what to do."
The sound at this time came from the corridor, and Cassia's figure had already been heard in the stairwell. By the time Keshan wanted to catch up, she could no longer move forward. Human beings are so strange sometimes.
The distance is very short, and it is easy for Keshan to climb the stairs to catch up with Cassia. But once the opportunity is missed, the body starts to instinctively resist.
Arriving at the ninth floor, Cassia did not hear the footsteps coming from behind, and she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. She filled up the bullet she fired, checked whether everything was in good condition, and then put aside the excess in her head at the moment.
His thoughts, breathing, and heartbeat reactions were all ready. Finally, he unfolded his cross pupils, used the soft-soled patent leather shoes that became standard equipment, and coupled with increasingly fine power control, he quietly climbed to the eleventh floor.