The sunset outside the courtyard is just right, and the autumn scenery is intoxicating.

Xiao Shun picked up the long suitcase of Zhuque and followed him out, walked slowly to the recliner in the corner of the wall and sat down.

Open the suitcase, picked up the pole, and returned it with ease. He took out a bullet and looked at it carefully.

Song Ling'er and Zhuque were stunned for a moment when they saw that he was so skillful in operating the guns.

The former asked curiously: "Master, how can you still use a gun?"

Xiao Shun looked up at her and said, "You guys start, don't worry about me. By the way, you should be gentle and don't beat people to death."

Song Ling'er nodded seriously: "Oh."

She turned to Zhuque and said, "Come on."

Zhuque looked at the little girl in front of him, and looked dissatisfied with Xiao Shun's words.

Just her?

At a young age, he looks at most in his early twenties.

What skills can you have?

"See the trick!"

Song Ling'er shouted sweetly, rushed up, and punched her, and two beautiful figures immediately formed a group.

Xiao Shun sat on the chair, but he had no intention of appreciating the battle between the two.

Momoly touched the bullet that Suzaku hit him from his pocket, and compared it with taking out the bullet from the **.

Looking at the patterns on the bullet, he frowned slightly.

Temple?

If nothing unexpected happens, this woman should be a member of the "Shrine". Only the killer of the "Shrine" will understand the use of the "spirit pattern" on this bullet.

Back then, he and his master traveled overseas and established the killer organization "Shrine" in the underground world overseas.

This "spiritual pattern" was originally taught by him to Xueying, the chief instructor at that time.

But now he saw that the "spirit pattern" on the bullet seemed to be somewhat deformed, and its power was naturally not as powerful as before. I don't know why.

After the master and apprentice left, they handed the temple to Xueying, who was the then chief instructor, and there was no contact again.

I don't know how it's going now.

Moreover, the "Shrine" has always been only active overseas, so why did it suddenly appear in China?

From his fight with Zhuque, you can probably guess that she is just a mid-level killer.

If you put aside your shooting skills and close combat, your strength will be mediocre.

He is definitely not Song Ling'er's opponent, so he doesn't need to be nervous.

He took out a small alloy file from the suitcase, picked up another bullet that had not yet been carved with "spiritual patterns", and carved it intently.

The power of the treated bullet will be greatly increased.

Even a martial artist who can defeat the Qi shield around a martial artist may not be able to withstand it.

However, if it exceeds two hundred meters, some accuracy will be lost and the impact will be little.

Three minutes later, the spiritual patterns on the bullet were carved, which was more refined and changeable than before, and the two on the field had already decided on the winner.

Unexpectedly, Song Ling'er won.

She raised her little face and asked proudly: "Are you convinced?"

Zhuque's fair face turned red, and a stubborn light flashed from his blue eyes under his long eyelashes.

"I don't agree, come again!"

"Come again!"

Song Ling'er pouted and said unhappy.

Just as he was about to take a move, he was stopped by Xiao Shun.

He walked over with the pole in his hand and threw the bullet he had carved to Zhuque and said, "You can't beat her, this is what you are good at."

Zhuque spread his palms open, and the bullets he grabbed appeared in front of him, and his eyes suddenly condensed.

I don’t know how many times more sophisticated the “spirit pattern” on this bullet is carved, and it exudes a faint touch of spiritual energy.

She looked at Xiao Shun with an incredible look on her face: "You...how could you be this?"

Xiao Shun smiled faintly and asked irresponsibly: "Do you want to try the power?"

Zhuque hesitated for a moment and nodded slowly.

Xiao Shun threw the *** in his hand, and she reached out and grabbed it in her hand.

"Master?! Are you crazy? Why did you... give her the gun!?"

Song Ling'er hid behind Xiao Shun with a "slip" sound and shouted in panic.

Xiao Shun smiled faintly and patted her little hand that she grabbed on his arm, indicating that she didn't have to panic.

Before she figured out the spiritual pattern on the bullet, she would not and dared not point the muzzle at Xiao Shun rashly.

The temple has a very strict level, and people who can carve such exquisite and erotic patterns must be people with outstanding status.

Zhuque loaded the bullet with a complicated expression and searched for the target. There was a piece of granite two feet square next to the flower bed. At most, ordinary bullets could only make a small depression on it.

She raised her gun and slowly pulled the trigger.

boom!

In an instant, stone chips flew, and the extremely hard granite instantly turned into scattered white powder.

The power is beyond imagination!

Zhuque's heart kept beating and he turned his head to look at Xiao Shun.

He stood there with a calm look on his face, as if this was a common thing for him.

But even his immediate boss Phoenix may not be able to do such power.

"Who are you?" Zhuque asked in a trembling voice.

"Are you convinced now?" Xiao Shun asked back.

Zhuque pondered for a moment and nodded: "My code name is Zhuque, as for employer information..."

She wanted to speak but stopped.

After all, it is the professional principle she has followed since she became a killer. Once fashion cannot convince herself to give up on the principle and compromise.

Xiao Shun said tepidly: "If you are willing to follow me, you will no longer be a killer from today. I think no one is born to be a killer."

He doesn't understand other organizations.

But most of the people in the temple were refugees he and his master passed by some war-torn countries at that time. All of them were people who were burdened with national hatred and family, displaced and had no support.

Zhuque's chest was undulating, and he suddenly took a deep breath, and knelt on one knee and said, "Zhuque is willing to serve the sir, but... in this way, my organization will definitely not let me go, and it may cause you trouble."

"How many people are there in my temple in China?"

Suzaku's expression stagnated: "Do you know the temple?"

"Not only do you know, but you also have some connections." Xiao Shun smiled.

Zhuque smiled stiffly.

She should have thought that how could she have nothing to do with the organization if she could carve such exquisite spiritual patterns?

However, the other party was unwilling to say it, and she didn't ask much.

"There are only three people, in addition to me, there is also a contact person, and my immediate boss, but..." she said hesitantly.

"You don't have to be nervous. I won't let you reveal who these people are and where they are." Xiao Shun waved his hand and said.

"I'll meet sooner or later, won't it?"

A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a look of Zhizhu holding it.

"Ling'er, can I let her stay here for one night tonight?"

Seeing that it was getting late, Xiao Shun turned his head to ask Song Ling'er.

"I'll arrange a place for her when I look back."

"Of course, I'm already my own person now." Song Ling'er said with a giggle.

"Sister, my name is Song Ling'er. You can call me Ling'er like your master in the future." (To be continued)
Chapter completed!