"Cough cough cough..." The figure in a black coat huddled on the ground, coughing painfully.
"It's just..." Unexpected.
He wanted to raise his head to explain, but his head was stepped on.
"Oh, you want to explain?"
"Since you made the move to shoot, do you still want to explain that it was an accident?" The silver-haired man stepped on his head and asked condescendingly.
"Cough cough cough... I don't know... Kaa is with you..." The figure on the ground coughed in pain, his throat hoarse.
You can vaguely see a bruise on your neck.
It was pinched out by Gin.
"I don't know?" Gin smiled and raised his gun.
"Bang--"
There were bullet marks on the ground next to his cheek.
There was also an additional wound on his face.
"Who gave you permission to shoot Kaa?" the silver-haired man said in a cold voice.
"Are you too lazy to care about that brat?" He said in a joking tone.
Kaa is the heir to the boss, no matter what happens...
None of the dogs in the organization can shoot him.
Including yourself.
Vodka stood on the side of the training ground, afraid to speak.
He knows the whole process.
The eldest brother went back to the base and called Trinidad back to the base.
Then he called people to the training ground.
Then there was a violent meal.
Trinidad's own melee skills are average, let alone compared with his elder brother.
It wasn't long before he was beaten until he was kneeling on the ground and vomiting blood.
So the reason why brother is so angry...
Is it because my car had an accident?
Or was it because Trinidad shot Kaa?
If it's because of Kaa...
He is indeed a child raised by his eldest brother.
Is this the fatherly love the eldest brother has for Kaa?
Vodka thought deeply in his heart.
But if the fight continues like this, Trinidad may die on the training ground.
Vodka looked at Gin and raised his gun again.
Trinidad is not really going to die here, is it?
Vodka thought.
Trinidad also felt that he might die here today.
He obviously just wanted to take revenge on that guy Kaa.
Who knew that guy would actually get into Gin's car.
And he shot Gin's car window and broke it.
In order to let Kao know who was shooting, Trinidad did not deliberately change to other bullets, but still used the bullets with Trinidad's name engraved on it.
So he was caught by Gin.
Trinidad: Kaa is really not a good guy.
Gin's last shot hit his face.
What about the next shot?
I'm afraid it will be a direct headshot.
Trinidad: I shouldn't have gone near that Kao guy.
What a nightmare.
Gin was also thinking about where to shoot this shot.
Forehead, or...
His eyes gradually turned downward.
heart?
The one who told him before.
[Anyone who attacks Xiu Zhi will be treated as a traitor.]
So, the guy in the organization took action against Kaa.
They will all be regarded as traitors by Gin.
The last Tequila that provoked Kaa was already dead and could not die again.
That idiot.
Gin thought with disdain.
"Ahem...Kaa and I are friends!" The figure lying on the ground unable to move said hoarsely.
Full of desire to survive.
Gin's movements stopped.
Trinidad itself doesn't speak much.
Because I need to protect my throat.
only……
Now that my voice is hoarse and my throat may be useless, who cares whether I can speak or not.
"I can send a message to Kao now." Trinidad struggled.
He felt the foot above his head move away.
The silver-haired man put away the gun in his hand and turned around to leave.
His back looked calm and calm.
But just now she beat him until he vomited blood, stepped on his head, and even pointed a gun at him.
The other party also had such an understatement attitude.
but……
Don’t you really need to send a message to Kaa?
Just left like this?
Gin and Kaa…
What is the relationship?
Trinidad struggled to sit up.
There were traces of his blood all around, which looked a bit scary.
He stretched out his hand and touched his throat, trying to pronounce the words.
Then he stood up holding on to the wall.
He held on to the wall all the way to the laboratory.
"What are you?" The researcher in a white coat seemed to be very familiar with him.
"Accident." His voice was hoarse, as if he didn't want to say more.
"Your throat... needs to be repaired again." The researcher frowned.
"And your face..."
"The body is also seriously damaged..."
The researchers circled Trinidad and observed.
He took off his clothes as usual and lay down on the operating table with natural movements.
Let the researchers insert catheters and various instruments into his body.
"The medicine cannot be stopped..."
"In your case...you still have to go soak in the pool..."
The researcher said to him while recording the data on the file.
Remove the catheter from his body.
Trinidad stood up, casually put on a coat handed over by the researcher, and passed by the quiet cultivation cabins.
Various organs are suspended in the culture chambers.
as well as……
Curled up in a fetal position - a person.
He came to an empty training cabin at the end, took off his clothes and stood in.
Close your eyes peacefully.
Green nutrient solution fills the culture chamber.
He also curled up.
Just like other crouched experimental subjects around.
Trinidad returned to the training cabin after a long absence, feeling a gradual sense of security as if he were in his mother's womb, and gradually fell into a deep sleep.
He dreamed about the past.
When he was not Trinidad, he was just an ordinary kid.
There are four children in the family, Trinidad is the third.
His parents were addicted to tobacco, alcohol and gambling.
His childhood was composed of violence, pornography, and chaos.
After losing everything at home, the parents sold their children.
"There are four little ghosts anyway, and we can't feed them all," the parents in the memory discussed.
So Trinidad was bought out.
Because he is the ugliest.
Going around and around, he became an experimental subject of the organization.
Experimental projects he participated in.
It's about transforming people.
Transform people into various legendary creatures, allowing ordinary people to have abilities that legendary creatures can possess.
Some people become monsters.
Some people become crazy.
Some people survived.
Trinidad is one of the survivors.
Then, he had another face given to him by the experiment.
He has no home.
The organization is Trinidad's home.
…
The nutrient solution gradually disappeared, and the figure in the culture cabin opened his eyes.
All the scars on his body have been restored.
He still has the fair and thin body of a young boy.
The researcher handed him a towel.
He took the towel and wiped his wet long black hair.
"Use your abilities well," the researcher encouraged.
"Hmm." He whispered.
With disdain for the so-called own abilities.
"At least it's very useful to you, isn't it?" the researcher shook his head.
Trinidad knew what he was referring to.
After all, the development and utilization of his abilities were originally planned by this group of researchers.
Trinidad wiped his body silently, put on his clothes, and left.
When he wanted to go back to the apartment where he apparently lived.
But I saw the smoking apartment and the firefighters.
Trinidad looked up.
The place where the smoke was coming from was exactly his room.
Trinidad:.
…
[I was almost killed by you.——trinidad (Trinidad)]
[I’ve told you before, you need to keep an eye on the target and the people around him before sniping~——cahors]
[If you want to be the organization’s ace sniper, you can’t do this~——cahors]