I don't have autism

I'm sorry, Xiaojing.

However, he had to do this, he really didn't want to see the result of annihilation of the whole army.

Ninja Yuuji hugged himself and rolled from the road to the green belt, pointing the gun forward without stopping.

No matter how slow the car was, the car behind it was just a blink of an eye, Yushi Ninzu moved his fingers without hesitation.

"Whizzing--"

The bullet flew over and just hit the opponent's tire, making a bursting sound immediately.

"Bam—"

A car missing two tires is like a deflated balloon, flying around uncontrollably.Since it hit the wheel on the same side, the car overturned without struggling for a long time.And at the moment when the car overturned, the people in the car jumped out of the car in a well-trained manner, rolled a few times, stood up again, and looked towards him.

"Hey hey hey! I didn't expect the opponent to be strong?" There was a scar running through the whole face of this person. Looking at the scar, he could guess that he was injured by a sword. It was a good thing he didn't cut off his nose.

Ninja Yushi crawled motionless in the green belt, watching the changes.

Although the other party knew his general direction, but the trees were lush here, so it was not easy to detect.

The man patted the sniper on the shoulder, "Hey, can you do close combat?"

The sniper is a small man, very indifferent, he dodges the claw as soon as his shoulders are lowered, "Don't insult me ​​with melee."

"Knowing that you can't do it, isn't there me?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, I can take care of you even if the old ghost Takemoto is not here."

The man patted the shoulder of the sniper one after another, and the sniper used his small body to hide and hide with the heavy sniper rifle on his back. If it wasn't for this scene, Yuji Ninzu would have laughed out loud.

But the person mentioned Takemoto, I don't know if it was the Takemoto he was thinking of.

"Is the silencer installed?" After a long while, the sniper suddenly gave the man a cold look, but the man smiled roughly and said, "The kid who doesn't use a gun is not my opponent."

Shinobu Yushi's heart tightened.

Yahhhhhhh, is he underestimated or the opponent is too strong.He didn't even care if he had a gun, and he was confident enough to catch him with his bare hands.

The man did not approach the green belt, but walked away from the green belt for a while, stopped, drew a circle with his hands, placed it in front of his eyes, swept across a row of green belts, and laughed: "Hey, I found it! "

Ninaku Yushi felt a cold gaze locked on him, and based on his intuition, he should stand up obediently and surrender now.

But to surrender like this, not only does it not conform to the aesthetics of a certain uncle, but he himself can't get over this hurdle.

Ninja Yuuji remained silent, breathing at the same frequency as the wind.

If the other party just lied to him, wouldn't it be too stupid for him to throw himself into the trap.

It wasn't until the other party came up to him that he couldn't hide it, so he rolled a few times to the side, quickly got up, and pointed the gun at him with both hands.

And just as he was about to move his finger, the figure of the other party flickered, and he was nowhere to be found.

Ninja Yushi is also very sensitive to breath, but he is inferior to this kind of person who has been specially trained in assassination skills.

"Those with thin skin and tender flesh dare to fight me?"

Sensing the movement behind him, Yushi Ninzu turned around, and before his hand was pressed down, someone grabbed his wrist easily.

"This kind of dangerous thing is not suitable for you to play." The other party pinched his hand away casually, and the falling gun was firmly caught.

The gun turned a few times in the opponent's hand, and the muzzle pointed at him.

The dark muzzle made Yuji Ninzu feel the word despair for the first time.

Once upon a time, he could say that the people in the land he lived in were protected by the law, that he had no need to be afraid, and that he could travel boldly.

He can even use his three-inch tongue to turn the situation around when encountering criminals.

But now, he knew that this man with icy eyes would not be soft-hearted, nor would he listen to what he said.

"Oh, oh, this is really a miscalculation." Yushi Ninzu's wrists were still clasped, and he couldn't even shrug his shoulders lazily.

The other party looked at Yushi Ninzu slowly, looking at him from top to bottom several times.Yushi Ninzu almost thought that the other party had a special hobby, but saw that the other party stuffed the gun in his waist, and took out a photo from his jacket pocket.

He glanced at the photo unhurriedly, stared at him again, and let go of his hand after a while.

"It's a pity that the wrong person was caught."

When Ninzu Yushi was vigilantly preparing to take advantage of the slackness of the other party to escape, the other party said: "However, you are with him, and you can get some if you are caught..." He twirled his fingers and landed on Ninzu Yushi His eyes seemed to be looking at the goods.

"Can you tell me..." Ninzu Yushi wanted to talk to him and asked him who sent him here, but before he could say anything, a hard object was held against his lower back.

The other party suddenly laughed: "Isn't it the most shameful thing for you to use a sniper rifle as a pistol?"

"Got it figured out? I just said that a gun is a gun, just a tool. You used to pay so much attention to it."

The sniper didn't seem to listen to him, and just said lightly: "The request is to kill all of them."

"Look, our general has spoken. I originally wanted to save your life, let you make up for your mistakes, and look at your skills, and I can also recommend you to come to our business. Now, I can only... ..." The other party pulled out the pistol from his waist, and just about to pull his fingers, he stopped again.

"Hey, I didn't expect they were all from my family?"

"It's the old ghost's subordinates, why didn't you say earlier that you accepted the task of bodyguard?" The other party walked over and put away the sniper's gun, and then took Yushi Ninzu and patted the sniper's shoulder: "Your own person."

Ninja Yuuji came back to his senses in an instant, with an evil spirit, he smiled and said, "Do you also know the gun Takemoto?"

This was the only possibility he could guess.

Sure enough, the other party turned the gun upside down, pointed at the engraving on it and said, "That old ghost's gun is as coquettish as it is."

"I've never seen him give his gun to anyone else. You must be the one he's looking for."

Shinobu Yushi watched the sniper put the gun back on his back, walked over to look at the gun, and then at him, and finally agreed that he would not mention the matter of killing him.

"Please, please. Takemoto will bleed no matter what." The other party grabbed a man's arm with one hand and pulled them out of the green belt.

"Don't forget, our mission has failed." The sniper looked reluctant.

"It is because the mission failed that we have to find someone to bleed, otherwise it will be difficult to relieve the hatred in our hearts."

Shinobu Yushi looked at the two singing together with interest, and walked obediently.

Seeing that Takemoto's gun saved his life, he was willing to fight with the two of them.

However, he may not be able to compare with the two in terms of professional skills, and he does not admit that he is weak in other aspects.

"Since we are all acquaintances, treating guests is what I should do. You are welcome. Takemoto gave me this task, how about you?"