She should have just shot Gin in the head!

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

Her eardrums still had the sequelae of being blasted by bullets at the shooting range. Her whole body was aching and aching from several violent falls to the ground. Now her breathing channel was choked by gin, and her ears were ringing fiercely.

, The only sound left between heaven and earth was the sound of his rapid breathing.

She should have just shot Gin in the head! Damn the mission!

She was about to call out the system to help, but in an instant, she didn't know what happened. She clearly felt that Gin's hand holding her neck was slightly stagnant.

It no longer tightened as hard as before, but suddenly relaxed a little.

She had no time to worry about what was happening and could only control her body with her survival instinct.

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

Blood flowed from the tip of her knife, flowed down the sharp blade, slid across the handle, and fell into her hand holding the knife.

"Put...hand..."

Furukawa Kumisa controlled the dagger in his hand to cut Gin's neck deeper, blood spurted out, but the clamp around his neck showed no signs of relaxing.

She couldn't hold on for much longer, so she could only make up her mind and stab his artery hard with the knife in her hand.

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

But at this moment, Gin seemed to be unable to listen to anything, and turned a deaf ear to Amuro's warning voice - although he still couldn't avoid a slap in the hand.

It was during this meal that Furukawa Kumisa found an opportunity and pointed the knife at his neck.

The feeling of blood gushing out from his neck was extremely strong, but Gin's expression remained unchanged. He looked at the woman in front of him.

——The woman in front of him...has desecrated the most precious thing in his life.

His fingers holding Furukawa Kumisa's neck tightened again.

He wants to be buried with her.

——This is Gin's only thought now.

In the past few years, he has rarely been so angry. Even the tasks assigned by the organization cannot arouse such strong murderous intention in him.

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

With a "click", he heard another sound of a gun being loaded, and then felt a chill on the temple on his forehead.

Gin paused for a moment, and out of the corner of his eye saw Toru Amuro standing next to him at some point.

He was pointing the gun at himself, with his fingertips firmly on the trigger. His face was cold and serious, and the murderous look in his eyes seemed to be well concealed, but it could not be hidden from Gin who had been swimming in a sea of ​​blood for a long time.

Toru Amuro's tone was still admonishing: "Gin, she is Rum's designated person."

His hands were doing the exact opposite of what he said, as if if Gin took another step forward, the trigger would suddenly be pulled.

I don't know if it was his words or his gun that had an effect, but Gin stopped moving.

Toru Amuro lowered his eyes and saw that Furukawa Kumisa, who seemed to be extremely angry, still had the strength to counter Gin with a knife, and even pointed it directly at the opponent's carotid artery.

Amuro Toru calmed down for a moment and continued: "Gin, the core members of the organization are not going to kill each other, which is not what 'that lord' wants to see."

In the end, it was "that adult" brought out by Amuro Toru who suppressed Gin. He let go of Furukawa Kumisa one second before she cut his carotid artery, and then threw her hard towards Amuro next to her.

through.

Furukawa Kumisa had no strength left in her body and could only fall over according to the inertia. Amuro Toru hurriedly put away the gun, supported her, and held her collapsed body in his arms.

The moment Toru Amuro retracted his gun, Gin, who had just let go of Kumisa Furukawa, suddenly turned around and pointed at Toru Amuro, who had retracted his gun because he was holding someone in his arms.

Toru Amuro tightened his hold on Furukawa Kumisa and subconsciously wanted to pull her behind him, but she collapsed on him, unable to move at all.

Amuro looked directly into Gin's cold eyes: "What are you doing?"

With a "whoosh" sound, the bullet shot out of the barrel, grazed Amuro Toru's earlobe, and hammered into the wall behind him.

Toru Amuro felt a sudden pain in his earlobe, and when he looked at Gin, he could no longer hide his anger.

——But he can't let go now.

"This is a warning, Bourbon." Gin retracted his gun and stopped looking at them, "Don't do stupid things because of women."

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

Ginjiu didn't say anything, just waved his hand lightly: "Take this woman and get out."

Toru Amuro was already anxious to take away Furukawa Kumisa who was so angry that he stopped talking to Gin and dragged her out with half a hug and half a hug.

Unexpectedly, when he was still a few steps away from the door, Furukawa Kumisa, who was soft in his arms and seemed to have lost consciousness for a long time, suddenly burst out, turned around and flew out with a knife, grazing the side of Gin's cheek hard, and brought

The blood surged up and nailed into the wall.

No one expected that she was already in this state and still had the strength to attack - not even Gin.

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

The knife thrown by Furukawa Kumisa was aimed at his face.

——She wants to take his life.

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

Gin raised his finger and wiped the blood from his cheek, looked at the door, and smiled suddenly.

"interesting."

On the other side, Furukawa Kumisa had exhausted all her strength after flying the last blow. She could no longer hold on, and even her legs no longer had the strength to move.

Toru Amuro sighed, stretched out his hand, picked her up, took the elevator downstairs, walked out of the training ground, and walked to his car.

The organization members sitting at the front desk behind him saw this scene, held their jaws that almost dropped in shock, and silently took a big mouthful of melon.

Toru Amuro tilted the seat down, put Furukawa Kumisa into the passenger seat, opened all the windows, and even the sunroof, to let her get in as much fresh air as possible.

She was held by the throat for a long time, and her whole body was extremely soft. Even if she was let go now, there was still a "hissing" sound in her throat.

Toru Amuro brushed her hair away from her face, reached out and patted her chest: "Are you feeling better?"

Furukawa Kumisa was panting heavily. He was obviously trying hard to inhale, but because his breathing passage had been strangled for a long time, he was somewhat unable to do so.

"...cough cough cough cough..."

Finally, a few minutes later, a shocking cough came from her throat, the breathing passage opened, and she held her throat and coughed until she almost lost her breath.

Toru Amuro finally breathed a sigh of relief, took out a bottle of water from the locker in the car, unscrewed the cap, and handed it to her after her coughing subsided.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

Furukawa Kumisa took several sips, and he didn't know if he was choking, so he started coughing again.

Toru Amuro quickly held her hand and stroked her back: "Slow down, drink later."

After relaxing and hydrating like this, Furukawa Kumisa finally recovered. She sat up and reached out to wipe the water stains on her lips.

"...I'm going to kill him."

When she spoke, her voice was hoarse, dry and unpleasant, and even her voice was almost muted between breaths.

Toru Amuro turned to look at her, and saw that her long hair was messy and spread over her face due to a struggle. Her lips and chest were covered with water stains she had just choked on, and there were clearly visible red marks on her neck, indicating that she had just choked.

A dangerous scene.

But after such an embarrassing and unusual appearance, Furukawa Kumisa's eyes were very bright, the kind of dark brightness, a look he had never seen on her before.

——Hate.

She really wanted to kill Gin.

The last knife she used to fly out was really aimed at Gin's life.

Regardless of the opponent's anger and overwhelming strength, he almost launched a crazy counterattack before his death.

Amuro Toru stretched out her hand and covered her eyes.

"Okay, you should take a rest first, and I will take you back to apply medicine."

Furukawa Kumisa squeezed his hand, opened his eyes, then shook his head and refused: "You can just send me home, I can handle it myself."

These traumas that do not involve damage to internal organs can be treated by the system, and she can be resurrected with full health without even spending any favorability points.

Toru Amuro held her hands with his backhand, pressed them on both sides of the seat, and then fastened her seat belt.

His tone was a little tough: "You have a lot of hidden wounds on your back, and it's not convenient for you to deal with them yourself."

Furukawa Kumisa hesitated for a moment.

Mainly because she thought that if Toru Amuro knew the extent of her injuries, it would be inconvenient for her to ask the system to treat her injuries later - after all, if she recovered from her injuries and was jumping around the next day, the other party might treat her as someone else.

What a Super Saiyan.

She still wanted to refuse, but when she thought about the other party's good intentions, and that he now knew a little bit about her injuries...

"OK, thanks."

She carefully avoided the wound on her back, leaned back in her seat, and then suddenly thought of something, "By the way, why did you come here today?"
To be continued...