Time is a very ruthless existence. No matter you are sad and desperate or happy and joyful, it always flies forward in a fixed posture.

Gin was originally thinking about the task next to the fountain, but he couldn't resist an old kid who sneaked out for a walk and accidentally bumped into him. The old man in a wheelchair stared at Gin with cloudy eyes and said, "You have grown up."

Gin lowered his eyes and remained silent, his body instinctively rejecting the old man's approach.

The old man didn't ask why Gin looked like she was only eighteen or nineteen years old. She told her experience in an old voice, probably because she was not in good health. The old man had to take a break every time he talked, and he continued talking intermittently until it was already afternoon.

It was past five o'clock, and Gin was a little distracted. The old man took a rest and said softly, "There is a secret room hidden under the main temple of that temple. There is a bag of white diamonds and..."

Gin raised his head and met the old man's eyes. Although the eyes were cloudy, they were transparent. The old man knew that the child in front of him had completely merged into the darkness and was no longer the good and evil person he once was. But the old man also knew that there were some things that had always been hidden.

Deep in the heart of this child, "You were born at the wrong time, but now you can make your own decision."

"Grandma!" The young man who had been accompanying the old man ran over panting and glanced at the place where Gin had just been. Was it his imagination? There was clearly someone here just now, and then he started talking again, "Grandma

, why are you running around? Do you know how worried we are?"

Behind him, Gin left the place silently and returned to the ancestral hall. It was still as gloomy as ever. Under the main temple of the temple...do you mean under the sculpture?

However, it is not possible to move such a heavy sculpture. Gin's eyes moved from the sculpture to the table, and finally settled on the mat full of age. After removing the mat, there was a layer of soil on the ground, but

After the soil was cleared away, Gin easily found the hidden palm-sized secret compartment, which contained a palm-sized piece of tightly packed platinum and a piece of yellowed paper.

Gin picked up the paper and glanced at the extremely complicated chemical equation on it. The ant-sized words were densely written on the entire page. The silver-haired man was silent for a while, took out a lighter, and completely reduced the paper that had just seen the sun to ashes.

.

He took out the package, restored the mat, left the ancestral hall, chose a tall tree, sat on the trunk, and opened the package. There was something similar to flour sealed in plastic, but the particles were larger than flour.

It is not as fine as flour, just like small diamond particles, so it is called white diamond.

It is hard to imagine how many people have lost their fortunes and separated their wives and children because of this kind of thing, and how many people have fallen into the abyss and are struggling because of it.

Gin looked at the white particles in front of him and lit a cigarette. It can be imagined that if this bag of white diamonds leaked out, it would definitely be a huge profit, which would erode many families and cause many families to be destroyed.

If it is burned down, things like white diamonds that once caused wars will no longer exist.

The pine green pupils reflect the white diamond, as if facing a golden mountain - Do you want me?

…

A centenary birthday naturally requires a sense of ceremony. The old man sat in a wheelchair and looked at the children and grandchildren in front of him happily. However, after all, he was already old. The old man soon became sleepy. After eating the cake, he took a rest and went back to the bedroom to sleep.

After sleeping for who knows how long, the old man suddenly woke up from his dream and looked out the window. A slender figure was sitting by the window. It seemed that he had noticed that the old man was awake. A strange and familiar melody sounded. The old man's eyes were misty, and she seemed to have returned.

In that era, the song ended at exactly midnight. The old man looked at the tall man, as if he had seen him grow up little by little from an ignorant child to an adult, crossing the river of time, from the past to the present, standing in front of her,

"Thank you for coming to see me, Xiaozhen."

Gin watched as the old man's breathing weakened little by little and finally stopped completely. The leaves in his hands flew away with the wind and disappeared among the bushes. Gin stared at the old man blankly for a few seconds before closing the window and disappearing.

In the courtyard.

It wasn't until someone quietly came over to see if the old man was asleep that he suddenly discovered, "Grandma has passed away!"

The centenarian died in the early morning of the first day after her 100th birthday party.

Whether you want to believe it or not, life is so fragile. People who were talking to you a few hours ago will die a few hours later.

The old man's funeral was very simple. According to the old man's last wish, the body was cremated and the ashes were buried in the ground. No one noticed that the last man in the funeral procession was wearing a black windbreaker and holding the brim of his hat very low. He stood there quietly and looked at

The old man is buried, the last to come and the first to leave.

The sun is still shining brightly today and the sky is clear.

The weather is really nice.

Suitable for killing people.

Gin looked at the person blocking his way and stopped, his eyes indifferent, "Mr. Mills, I think we need to talk." Duanmu still had the same gentle expression, but his tone was unquestionable.

"It's not necessary. I never agreed to your request from the beginning." With Duanmu in front and Diamond K behind him, and being attacked from both sides, Gin remained calm and his tone was calm, "I never play with that thing."

"Mr. Lame, don't be so impatient," Diamond K smiled brightly, "Mr. Mills, do you know No. 4?"

"The new generation extracted from plants," Diamond K explained to himself, not caring whether he knew about gin or not. "It is said that someone on this island knows how to extract it. I am very curious."

"Never seen it." Gin has indeed heard of No. 4, but because he doesn't pay much attention to these things, he doesn't know much about the scourge of this new variety. If these two guys don't know how to extract it, they will come here in person.

The edges also seem to be normal.

The atmosphere was deadlocked for a few seconds, and finally Diamond K broke the silence, "I was the one who was abrupt. Well, Mr. Mills, I look forward to cooperating with you next time."

Diamond K took the lead to lead people away. Duanmu's expression was stiff for a second, as if he didn't expect Diamond K to play such an unreasonable card, "Looking forward to seeing you again, Mr. Mills."

Gin's tense back never relaxed, even though they had disappeared from sight. Regardless of what he thought in his heart, at least the superficial peace was maintained.

Walking along the deserted alley to the hotel, his pine green eyes were extremely calm. He turned around and took a shortcut from the forest path, putting his hands in his pockets nonchalantly.

"Where is the person? Where did he go?"

Behind him, a small team of six people appeared in the field of vision. Gin, who was squatting on the treetop, raised his hand expressionlessly and pressed the button. The bullet passed through the silencer and penetrated the person's brain stem. Before they could react,

There were no signs of life when he came here.

Gin turned his eyes and left the place as fast as lightning. The next second, the place he was treating was shot into ashes, and he also brought a machine gun? Gin shuttled through the woods, and the bullets seemed to have eyes.

It was a waste, the number of people and the weapons were not equal, and Gin was not feeling any easier.

I really am not afraid of attracting the police, but in such a small place, even if the police come, it will not help. It will take some time for the anti-riot brigade from the Metropolitan Police Department to arrive. This time is enough to destroy the corpses and eliminate traces.

What does it feel like to have bullets flying in front of your eyes?

Their style of suppressing all long-range firepower without getting close is really irritating. Gin's magazine is limited, and even a body armor cannot withstand rounds of bullets.

"Tsk." Gin once again dodged a round of fire. His body was covered with mud and there were some scratches from bullets. He took out the grenade tied to his waist, unplugged the fuse, and threw it directly towards the place where the firepower was densest.

He is not a soft-hearted person. If he really gets angry, you will know how ruthless Gin can be.

The big noise of a grenade will definitely attract attention. There is not much time. Before the impact of the grenade on the opponent has passed, Gin runs directly over. The silver-haired devil appears in front of you. Once you are close to Gin, you can just wait.

Dead, the sharp dagger pierced the main artery. The opponent was probably No. 11 or 2. He could only gain the upper hand by suppressing it with long-range firepower. Once he got close, it was like cutting a watermelon.

After wiping the blood off the dagger, there was an explosion behind him, followed by a fire. The bodies of these people must not fall into the hands of the police. Gin did not stay any longer and avoided the crowd from deep in the woods. He now has a gunshot wound on his body.

If you are seen, you will definitely not be able to escape police questioning.

Walking through a dense jungle, I sat on a tree trunk and looked at the flames in the distance. There were no penetrating wounds, but there were a few scratches. The bullets were not only fast but also hot. Even if they passed by, they would be injured.

But then again, those two guys said they would take action in two days, wouldn't it be today? Although I don't know what they want to do, it is definitely not a good thing.

Ginjiu detoured from the woods to the ancestral hall, and as expected saw the confrontation between Duanmu and Diamond K, hiding in the woods. It was night, and there were no lights here. Ginjiu was dressed in black and could not be seen at all among the leaves.

"Cripple, the power in your hands is already strong enough, so there is no need for No. 4 to compete with me, right?"

"Diamond K, don't bully others too much."

It seems that they all came here for the things hidden here, but Gin discovered those things before them, so it is said that someone else is hiding things here.

Who could it be?

"It seems that it doesn't make sense," Diang K said with a sinister smile in his eyes, and his men hidden in the ancestral hall surrounded Duanmu and the others with guns, "Then please die."
Chapter completed!