She should have shot Gin, the crazy man, directly shot the head!

——This is the only thought in Furukawa Hiramisa's mind now.

Her eardrums still have the sequelae of being left by the roar of bullets in the shooting range. Her whole body was sore and painful because of several violent falls. Now she was even pinched by gin and her breathing channels. Her ears were so tinnitus in her ears. She was left with only a few rapid breathing sounds left in the world.

She should have shot Gin directly in the head! Go to his mission!

She was about to call out the system to help, but in an instant, she didn't know what happened, she obviously felt Gin's hand stuttering slightly while pinching her neck.

No longer pinched tightly as before, but suddenly loosened a little force.

She had no time to worry about what happened, and could only control her body based on her instinct to survive.

Furukawa Kuyasa moved his trembling hands, pulled out the knife hidden from her waist, and pointed at Gin's neck with a "swish".

Blood flowed out of the tip of her knife, flowing down the blade, sliding across the hilt, and falling into her hand holding the knife.

“Let’s go…hand…”

Furukawa Hiramisa controlled the dagger in her hand to cut Gin's neck deeper, and blood gushed. The clamping on his neck did not mean at all.

She couldn't hold on for long, so she could only make up her mind and pierce the knife in her hand into his artery.

When Amuro Toru saw this scene, he almost felt his breathing stop. He couldn't help but raise his voice and shouted: "Gin! What are you doing!"

But at this moment, Gin seemed to be unable to hear anything, and turned a deaf ear to Amuro Tsuki's warning voice - although he still couldn't help but have a meal in his hand.

It was this time that Furukawa Kuyasha found an opportunity and pointed a knife at his neck.

The feeling of blood flowing out from the neck was extremely strong, but Gin still kept her eyebrows and eyes, the woman in front of him in his eyes.

——The woman in front of him who blasphemed the most precious thing in his life.

His fingers that stuck Furukawa Hiyasa's neck tightened again.

He wants her to be buried with her.

——This is Gin’s only idea now.

Over the years, he has rarely had such anger. Even the tasks assigned by the organization cannot arouse his strong murderous intent.

But at this moment, the murderous intent was boiling and raging in his emotions, making him ignorant of the pain from his neck and he wanted to cut off the breath of the woman in front of him.

With a "kick", he heard another sound of the gun loading, and then he felt a chill of temples on his forehead.

Gin had a slight meal, and the osmanthus could see Anmuro standing beside him at some point.

He was pointing at himself with a gun, his fingertips pressed against the trigger, his face calm and serious. The murderous aura in his pupils seemed to be well hidden, but he could not hide the gin wine that had been struggling in the sea of ​​blood for a long time.

Tori Amuro's tone was still admonished: "Gin, she is a person appointed by Rum."

But his hand was doing something completely opposite to his tone, as if as long as the gin goes further, the trigger will suddenly pull.

I don’t know if it was his words or his gun acting, but Gin stopped.

Anmuro lowered his eyes and saw that Furukawa Hirasa, who seemed to be so angry, still had the strength to use a knife to counter Gin, and even pointed directly at the other party's carotid artery.

Amuro Toru calmed down and continued to speak: "Gin, the killing of the core members of the organization will not be what the 'that adult' wants to see."

In the end, the "adult" that Amuro moved out suppressed Gin. He let go of Furukawa Kusaki cut his carotid artery a second time before he cut off his carotid artery, then swung her hard, and threw her towards Amuro next to him.

Furukawa Himisa no longer had any strength on her body, so she could only fall down according to her inertia. Toru Amuro hurriedly put away the gun, held her, and hugged her collapsed body into her arms.

Just the next second after Amuro Tsuki pulled away the gun, Gin, who had just let go of Furukawa Kuyasa, suddenly turned around and pointed at Amuro Tsuki who was holding someone in his arms.

Toru Amuro tightened his hand holding Fukugawa Kuyasha and subconsciously wanted to pull her behind, but she collapsed on him and was unable to move at all.

Amuro Toru looked straight into Ginji's cold eyes: "What are you doing?"

With a "swoosh", the bullet shot out of the barrel, rubbed through the earlobe of Anfu, and nailed it to the wall behind him.

Amuro felt a sudden pain in his earlobe, and then he looked at Gin's expression that could no longer be concealed.

——But he can't take off now.

"It's a warning, Bourbon." Gin took back the gun and stopped looking at them, "Don't do stupid things because of women."

Amuro held Furukawa Hirasa in his arms and tried to deny Gin's guess: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

Gin didn't speak, but just waved her hand lightly: "Take this woman away."

Toru Yamuro was already anxious to take away Fukugawa Hirasa, who was so angry that he was so angry, and stopped talking to Gin, and dragged her out half-carved.

Unexpectedly, when he was a few steps away from the door, the Furukawa Kusaki, who seemed to have lost consciousness in his arms, suddenly rose up, turned around and flew out, rubbed the side of Gin's cheeks, and brought up surging blood and nailed it to the wall.

No one expected that she was already like this and still had the strength to attack - there was no gin.

He was bent down to pick up his hat, and then he saw a flash of silver light in front of him. He subconsciously avoided it, but his cheek was still scratched.

The knife that Furukawa Hiramisa came to him in front of him.

——She wants to take his life.

The door of the training ground closed in front of his eyes, and the woman had been taken out by Bourbon.

Gin raised her finger and wiped the blood from her cheeks, looked at the door, and smiled suddenly.

"interesting."

On the other side, Furukawa Kuamisa had exhausted all her strength after the last blow. She could no longer support her, and she could not even have the energy to move her legs.

Amuro sighed, reached out to hold her, picked her up, took the elevator downstairs, walked out of the training ground, and walked towards his car.

The members of the organization sitting at the front desk behind him saw this scene, held the chin that was so shocked that they almost dropped, and silently took a bite of the shocking melon.

Toru Amuro fell down his seat, put Furukawa Hirasa into the passenger seat, opened all the car windows, and even opened the sunroof to try to keep her in touch with fresh air.

She was strangled to her throat for a long time, and her whole body was so soft that she could not bear it. Even if she was released now, she could only hear the "hiss" gasp in her throat.

Toru Amuro brushed away the hair that was stuck to her face and reached out to pat her chest: "Is it better?"

Furukawa Kuamisa was panting hard, and obviously was trying to inhale himself, but because he had been strangling the breathing channel for a long time, he was a little helpless.

“…Cough cough cough cough cough…”

Finally, a few minutes later, the shocking cough came out of her throat, and the breathing passage opened. She covered her throat and coughed so hard that she almost passed away.

Amuro Toru finally breathed a sigh of relief, took out a bottle of water from the storage cabinet in the car, unscrewed the lid, and handed it to her after her cough gradually slowed down.

"Cough cough cough cough cough..."

Furukawa Hiramisa took several mouthfuls, but I don’t know if he was choked and started coughing again.

Toru Yamuro hurriedly held her hand and stroked her back: "Slow down, drink later."

After this relaxation and hydration, Furukawa Kuyasa finally calmed down. She sat up and reached out to apply the water stains on her lips.

"…I'm going to kill him."

When she spoke, her voice was hoarse, dry and unpleasant, and even when she was breathing, she could hardly make a tone.

Anmuro looked at her and saw that her long hair was scattered on her face because of struggle. Her lips and chest were covered with water stains that had just choked out, and there were red marks visible on her neck that showed the dangerous scene just now.

But after such a very embarrassed look, Furukawa's Hiramisa's eyes were very bright, the dark and bright look he had never seen on her before.

——Hate.

She really wanted to kill Gin.

The last knife she flew out was really for Gin's life.

Regardless of the other party's anger and overwhelming strength, he almost fought back frantically before his death.

Amuro stretched out his hand and covered her eyes.

"Okay, you have a rest first, I'll take you back to apply medicine."

Furukawa Hiramisa pinched his hand, pulled away from him, then shook his head and refused, "You can just send me home, I can handle it myself."

These trauma that does not involve internal organ damage. If the system treats it, she will be able to resurrect with full blood again without even consuming any favorability.

Amuro held her hand in the backhand, pressed it on both sides of the seat, and then tied her seat belt.

His tone was a bit tough: "You have a lot of hidden injuries on your back, which is not convenient for you to deal with."

Furukawa Hiyasha hesitated for a moment.

The main reason was that she thought that if Tomo Amuro knew her injuries, it would be inconvenient for her to let the system treat her injuries later - after all, if she recovered from her injuries the next day, the other party might treat her as a super Saiyan.

She also wanted to refuse, but when she thought that the other party had good intentions, and he already knew a little about her injuries...

"Okay, thank you."

She carefully avoided the wound behind her back, leaned back to her seat, and then suddenly thought of something, "By the way, how could you come here today?"

The training base in the western suburbs has always been uninhabited. How could Amuro Toru come here so soon?

Amuro Toru looked at the ground in front of him and spoke very casually: "It just happened to be something to find Gin."

Furukawa Himisa no longer had the energy to find out whether this sentence was true or false. She just nodded casually, then tilted her head on the seat and fell asleep.

She didn't sleep last night, so she went out to work today. In the afternoon, she was trained by gin and walked away at a critical moment of life and death. Now she relaxed and almost instantly fainted.

Amuro glanced at the figure lying on the seat, sighed, closed the skylight, turned on the ventilation, reduced the noise, and allowed her to sleep more deeply.
To be continued...