Gin, who left first, was not interested in what happened next. He had no destination now and simply went directly to the organization's training ground.

It was not as perfect as expected. Gin could not hit even one of the five rings in ten shots. With such an "arrogant" record, it was naturally easy to attract the attention of others, especially in a place where the jungle was strong and the jungle was strong.

The silver-haired man didn't have any strange emotions about this poor result. In other words, he had already expected this kind of result. Moreover, he was not in a hurry to shoot. Instead, he fired a round and paused for a few minutes, then started shooting again.

It may even miss the target.

After firing more than ten magazines, Gin barely managed to hit ten rings, and he also hit someone else's target. Gin stopped shooting, thinking about everything just now, and turned a blind eye to those strange eyes.

In fact, the high-level code members have their own private training ground, and there is no need to come to this kind of base training ground to practice. However, not long after Gin came back, the new training ground was not completed, and the original training ground was returned to the person who had been renovated.

It has become a public training ground, which means that Gin now has no private training ground to practice at and can only go to the public training ground.

But it's not a big deal here, it's just normal training anyway.

Taking into account the speed of the bullet, wind speed, air resistance... plus the shaking of the hand before shooting and the final landing point of the bullet... Theoretically, the bullet can be made to turn, and practical operation has also proved that this is feasible, even if the wrist shakes

The frequency and speed are not easy to control...

Others don't know what Gin is thinking, so in their opinion, it's just a newcomer's extremely poor marksmanship, and with this kind of shooting accuracy, no one in the organization can do better than him, including some who are currently receiving training.

Newcomers in training.

"I really don't know how this kind of person survives until now." There is never a shortage of sarcastic voices, but there are very few people who really come forward to sarcastically say, "I said, boy, with your shooting skills, you still want to be in the army."

Are you messing around in the organization? Let’s go back and rebuild as soon as possible!”

There is also no shortage of people watching the excitement in the organization, and those who take the initiative to stir up trouble also want to make themselves famous. After all, if one of the codename members takes a fancy to them, their status can be said to be like a carp leaping over the dragon's gate.

However, the organization also clearly stipulates that no one can kill each other. Although this is said, it is understandable to accidentally seriously injure the other party during a fight.

Gin didn't notice anyone provoking him at all. After thinking for a while, he fired another shot. The bullet landed exactly where he needed it, just as he calculated. It just took a little too long. After all, there were too many things to consider in this shooting method.

And if you make a slight mistake, it can easily go astray.

"What's wrong?" another male voice said, and the training ground became quiet instantly. Even the man who provoked Gin before calmed down his temper. A man with black skin, short blond hair, and a sunny and handsome look walked in. Seeing such

A bunch of people gathered around, asking curious questions, and then saw the appalling results in the shooting column.

Public security undercover Rei Fukutani, codenamed Bourbon alias Toru Amuro, was silent for a while. To be honest, he has been in the organization for more than three years and has never seen such poor shooting results. He has never seen this person before. He is a new recruit of the organization.

of people?

Seeing Gin miss the target again, Toru Amuro "very kindly" stepped forward and gave some advice: "Don't shake your wrist when shooting."

Gin had noticed Toru Amuro's presence long before Toru Amuro came in, but he didn't expect Toru Amuro to take the initiative to come up and greet him. The silver-haired man stopped shooting, and his pine green eyes calmly stared at the person who suddenly appeared.

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"I am Toru Amuro, code name Bourbon." Toru Amuro waved away the surrounding members and smiled gently, "I don't think I have seen you before. Are you a new member of the organization?"

Gin ignored Bourbon and compiled in his mind all the data he had come to shoot this time. Different guns, different shooting methods, different targets, different shaking speeds, different landing points...

Amuro Toru's eyes swept over Gin's hands. There were no calluses on them, and they looked pale and weak, as if they were just recovering from a serious illness. He shouldn't be a high-level official, and this person didn't look very healthy either.

Her skin is even better than that of many women, and her fighting ability should not be strong, but Fangtani Rei always feels that the other person is special. As for why, intuition is a very unreasonable thing.

The silver-haired man didn't seem to notice the probing eyes of the people around him, so he put down his gun and left the training ground. Having said that, DJ's mission was about to begin. This simple task shouldn't require him to do it, so he would practice it in the next few days.

The bullet turns.

"Isn't this kid too arrogant?!" Many members, who were completely ignored by Gin, deliberately spoke ill of Gin in front of Toru Amuro. Compared to them, the codename members had greater say.

Bourbon smiled and said nothing, he would not do anything to offend others easily.

Gin came here on time at 7:30 every night, practiced shooting, and left at 10:30, right on time. However, some people deliberately occupied the shooting range during this time because they couldn't stand Gin's behavior.

Gin was not angry when he looked at the packed training field. He leaned aside and watched them shoot, the angle of raising their hands, the speed of shooting, the accuracy of bullets... For Gin, he could collect data by watching others practice. It didn't matter.

Instead of doing it himself, what he needs is to use a large amount of data as support to shoot around corners, not to practice shooting for the sake of practicing shooting.

The uneven skill level of gun practitioners was more conducive to Gin's data collection. He could control his body quite accurately, and the bullets could not land accurately at their destination only because the shaking frequency of his wrists was difficult to control.

When one wave of people left, another wave of people immediately came to take over, without giving Gin a chance to train at all.

"Ara, I didn't expect Bourbon to come to the training ground every day~" A familiar and charming female voice suddenly sounded, and the charming blond woman came to the blond man standing next to the boxing ring with a smile.

"Belmod." Bourbon said hello to the visitor. Ever since Belmod came in, the training ground has become a lot quieter. No one spoke loudly anymore, but some people glanced at him with a look that contained hidden malice.

Belmod, there are not many people like this, but it is not that they don't exist. Belmod's eyes are used to this, and he will give the other person a bright smile. Those who hide bad intentions will feel a chill on their backs, and they will instantly look away and concentrate.

train.

"Why did you come to the training ground?" Bourbon was not surprised by this kind of scene.

"I heard that there is a good-looking but very poor marksman who comes here to train every day." There was a smile in Belmod's aqua eyes, and he looked around, finally settling on the man standing in the corner with his hands wrapped around his body.

Looking at the silver-haired man at the shooting range.

With such an obvious feature, Bourbon's eyes also fell on Gin, or in other words, the eyes of many people on the training ground fell on Gin.

The silver-haired man's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't even bother to look back.

"You really have a personality~" Belmod walked up to Gin on an eight-centimeter high heel. The Oscar-winning actress was already tall, but after putting on high heels, she was only a little shorter than Gin. With her white fingers, she lifted up Gin.

The wine on her chin forced the man's gaze to shift from the shooting range to her, and her gorgeous red lips opened and closed, "How about you go shopping with me tomorrow? I'll lend you my training ground~"

Gin avoided Belmod's hand and said without giving any face: "I won't go." His training ground will be completed in about three or four days, so there is no need to go out and mess around with Belmod over it.

"Are you sure~" the voice of the rejected core member Belmode rose slightly. Gin noticed the restless paw pressing on his waist, and his pine green eyes were calm. Belmode stopped as soon as he felt good, and rubbed it.

He touched his fingertips, raised the corners of his lips and teased: "Your body is really as soft as a woman~"

One thing to say, Gin is indeed not as muscular as other men who have received brutal training. On the contrary, if he does not exert force, although he has abdominal muscles, he will never let go. Although he feels soft, his explosive power is absolutely terrifying.

, these are all the results of conscious training.

When the time reached half past ten, Gin left the training ground directly bypassing Belmod. He was too lazy to talk around with this woman.

"Belmod, do you know him?" After Gin left, Amuro's undercover agent looked at the door of the training ground thoughtfully. Belmode was definitely not a casual woman. This was the first time Toru Amuro saw Bellmode today.

When De touches a man, he usually just verbally teases him, and he will never cross the line like this.

"I know you~" The beauty was not angry at all after being ignored. She put her pink fist on her lips and her aqua eyes were smiling, "He is not like this in bed~"

Bourbon, who was caught off guard and was hit in the face by a wheel: "..."

The main purpose of Belmod's visit was to tease Gin. Now that the real owner has left, the blonde woman has no intention of staying any longer. She leaves with her high heels clicking, leaving Toru Amuro deep in thought.

Bourbon heard that Belmod had slept with someone before, but he never knew who the other person was. He thought that person had been killed long ago. After all, Belmode definitely didn't look like a woman who would suffer easily, but the other person actually

Still alive, either his status is so special that Bermod can't touch him, or Bermod can't do anything to him. Toru Amuro prefers the first option. After all, Bermod is really strong, but regardless of that reason
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