Chapter 293 The expressions on everyone's faces couldn't help but become quite varied.
Chapter 293 The expressions on everyone's faces couldn't help but become quite varied.
A cold smile curled at the corner of the sniper's mouth, and his scarlet tongue unconsciously licked his somewhat dry lips.
"Everyone says that Handsome Kun's mind is unpredictable, but now it seems he's just a good-for-nothing whose brain has been eaten away by sperm!"
Do you really think so?
Just as the sniper was muttering to himself, preparing to pull the trigger, a cold voice came from behind him.
As the sound came, the sniper felt as if he had suddenly been plunged into the dead of winter.
The feeling of being plunged into an ice cellar made the sniper uneasy; he wanted to turn back but dared not.
"That's not right. There should be someone keeping watch down below. Even if they're no match for this person, they shouldn't be completely silent!"
The sniper was thinking this when he suddenly felt a figure flash past him.
"I don't want to ask you whose subordinate you are, because I know you won't tell. But I'll give you a quick death!"
As they spoke, the Ninth Squad leader, Gun God, pressed his signature silver eagle rifle against the sniper's temple…
boom……
"It seems those assassins have already left."
Liang Kun's swimming was a close call, leading Ah Gui to wonder if the assassin's commission had been cancelled.
"If only it were that simple."
Little Ma frowned slightly. He had just received news that the assassin in the shadows had been dealt with by the Gun God.
"As expected of Brother Qin Tai, it makes things much easier for us with him around."
Upon learning the truth, Ah Hai couldn't help but sigh. "It must be so comfortable working alongside a big brother like that!"
"But why would the boss do this? Won't it prevent us from mobilizing the assassins?"
Little Ma was puzzled, unable to figure out what Qin Tai was thinking.
Meanwhile, in Qin Tai's office.
The sharpshooter was kneeling in front of Qin Tai, and next to him was the sniper who should have been taken out earlier.
"I didn't give the order to capture him alive, did I?"
Qin Tai glanced at the Gun God, then at the assassin bound like a dumpling, and said with a smile.
“Boss, you didn’t give the order to capture him alive, but this assassin has a special relationship with me…”
The usually calm and collected Gun God showed a rare expression of emotion.
Seeing the gunslinger's reaction, those around him became even more interested in the assassin's identity.
"I'd like to know just how unusual his relationship is?"
Qin Tai smiled slightly as he looked at the two people in front of him.
Because the Gun God remained kneeling in front of Qin Tai the entire time without looking up, he naturally couldn't see the joke in Qin Tai's eyes.
"He is my junior brother, and also my master's biological son!"
As the saying goes, heroes are judged not by their origins, and scoundrels are judged not by their age.
Among Qin Tai's subordinates, everyone has their own past, whether it's a captain-level figure like the Gun God or an ordinary member.
However, since they chose to follow Qin Tai, Qin Tai did not inquire about their past.
But this was the first time they had learned that he, the Gun God, also had his own sect.
"So I hope you can spare his life, boss. I promise I won't let him go against us again!"
The gunslinger, who is usually cold-blooded and even somewhat heartless, was able to say such a thing.
The expressions on everyone's faces became quite varied.
They looked at the Gun God as if they were seeing him for the first time, while his junior brother beside him roared in resentment.
"There's no need to make things difficult for my senior brother. You can kill him or torture him as you please!"
Upon hearing these words from the Gun God's junior brother, the Gun God's heart tightened.
Gun God knew very well that if he pleaded and begged, his boss might spare his junior brother's life!
However, if they choose to confront Qin Tai head-on like their junior brother, they will only face certain death in the end.
"That's what you said."
When Qin Tai said those words, the Gun God closed his eyes in sorrow, as if he had already realized the fate of his junior brother.
After saying this, Qin Tai squatted down in front of the assassin and put his right hand on the assassin's shoulder.
"Do you know that what you just said could cost you your life?"
Qin Tai had a smile on his face the whole time he was talking, so it was impossible to know what he was thinking.
"Of course I know!"
Facing Qin Tai's smiling face, the assassin felt an immense pressure. Unlike the pressure he felt when facing his senior brother, Qin Tai's pressure made him feel like he had nowhere to hide.
"Would you be willing to die for your senior brother?"
As Qin Tai stood up to speak, he pulled out his pistol and threw it in front of the assassin.
"Since your senior brother is willing to kneel down and beg me for you, are you willing to die for him?"
Gun God never expected Qin Tai's methods to be so superb, driving his junior brother to the brink of despair with just a few simple words.
If his junior brother really committed suicide for this reason, then the Gun God couldn't blame Qin Tai.
"Of course I'd like to?"
Without the slightest hesitation, the assassin picked up the pistol from the ground and pointed it at his own head.
"Bullets! No!"
Seeing that his junior brother was about to pull the trigger, the gunslinger hurriedly spoke up to stop him.
But the scene of blood splattering on the ground did not appear before everyone's eyes the moment the bullet was pulled.
Instead, the sound of a hollow shot came from the pistol that Qin Tai had thrown over.
"Since this shot didn't kill you, you can live, but only if you join your senior brother's 9th squad!"
Upon hearing Qin Tai's words, the sharpshooter beside him showed a look of sudden realization.
When he finally relaxed, he realized that his clothes were already soaked with sweat.
In just a few short minutes, Qin Tai had managed to put so much pressure on himself.
Meanwhile, the bullet, still holding a gun in its hand, could hardly believe what it had just heard.
"You mean you're not going to kill me?"
"Bullet looked at Qin Tai and asked tentatively."
"What, do you want to die?"
Upon hearing Qin Tai's words, Zidan shook his head vigorously, like a rattle-drum.
No one who is alive wants to die!
Although the bullet had the courage to face death calmly, it hoped to live even more, because only by living could it have everything, and death would truly be the end of everything.
"Gun God, let me tell you this upfront: if you can't control your junior brother, he will still die in the end. And the one who will personally deal with him won't be me, but Original Sin!"
Upon hearing the words "original sin," the Gun God's pupils instinctively contracted.
Clearly, as the highest-ranking administrator of the training ground, the name "Original Sin" holds an irreplaceable position among Qin Tai's subordinates.
However, this so-called irreplaceable quality does not stem from the noble character of the original sin among these individuals, but rather from the original sin's formidable strength and ruthless decisiveness.
Countless people have tried to replace Original Sin in the training grounds, but none have succeeded. Original Sin remains firmly in control of the training grounds.
"Don't worry, boss, I know what to do!"
Seeing his senior brother's subconscious reaction when he heard the term "original sin" made the word "original sin" even more deeply imprinted in his mind.
So much so that later on, Bullet challenged Original Sin without knowing the consequences, and Original Sin ultimately spared Bullet's life out of respect for Gun God.
"Tell me, who exactly hired you?"
After Zidan received the uniform of a regular army special operations team, Qin Tai sat down in front of Zidan and asked him the question that mattered to him.
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