There is still such a place in Japan.

When Yuichi Takigawa arrived at the location marked by Liudaoshou, the cell phone signal was lost.

There seems to be something similar to a shield placed all around. In addition to the rope racks set up for high-altitude training in the distance, there are also targets for shooting.

Takigawa Yuichi stood on the tree and began to think about where to start collecting information.

"Hey! Above!"

The man with the gun let out a cry from under the tree.

Takigawa Yuichi turned his face slightly, he stared at the strange man for a while, and after a brief hesitation, jumped gently to the ground.

A black gun was just stuffed into his arms.

"You are the newcomer that Chablis said to report? Go and change your training clothes." The man urged impatiently, "Next is the disguise class. If you are lucky, you may be selected by that adult."

Oh, it seems to have hit the jackpot.

The black gun spun around in his hand, and the teenager weighed the weight and realized that there should be at least one bullet in it.

Killing people in front of him silently was easy for him, but until then...

"That lord?"

"It's not something you can know." When entering the locker room, the man glared at him with a warning in his eyes.

Takigawa Yuichi said "Oh" nonchalantly: "That means Chablis knows?"

"Of course." The man pushed him on the back, "The man who is now the celebrity in front of the second-in-command."

Second in command. He seems to be a man named Rum.

It is said that no one knows what Rum looks like.

Takikawa Yu narrowed his eyes and dragged his tone with emotion: "Red man—"

"After all, not everyone can hit the cadres of the bastards in the port mafia with one shot." The man snorted coldly, "Work hard, and in five or six years, you can get the same code name as Chablis."

...

Who wants to be like him.

The door behind him was closed, and Yuichi Takigawa was carrying the dark blue training suit, with a hint of disgust in his eyes.

He wanted to see who "that lord" was referring to.

After leaving the locker room, the boy who thought so, followed the crowd and went straight to the hidden training room.

Three women, two men.

The index finger joints of two of them were bent into a hook shape, which should have been caused by holding a scalpel for a long time.

"The so-called disguise is to change a person's appearance..."

Takigawa Yu picked a corner and sat down, carefully integrating the data in his mind.

"Hey, I haven't seen you before, are you new here?"

The back was stabbed with a pen, and when Yuichi Takigawa turned his head away, the man he presumed belonged to the medical team was actively trying to talk to him.

"I'm Sakurai Yuma, call it whatever you want. Can you tell me, won't I teach you?"

Yuichi Takigawa frowned, "Is this your real name?"

"Of course not, who said their real name here." Sakurai gave him a strange look, "God, how did you get in, it just happened to be the day of the assessment today."

"It's hard to come by a new person, and I'll be shot down again later."

"..."

I see.

Liu Daozong wanted to harm him.

Takigawa Yuichi turned back silently.

He glanced at the projection on the wall in front of the training room, and finally got the action after the video ended.

The feeling of silicone sticking to the face is a bit strange, but it is not unbearable.

It's actually quite interesting.

Takigawa Yuichi looked at his unfamiliar face in the mirror, and quietly hid the knife on the table in his sleeve.

The instructor in charge of the inspection walked past the table, and Sakurai, who thought the other party was dead, dropped the material in his hand in shock. He put on a disguised and feminine face, and whispered "There are so many geniuses".

Takigawa Yuichi was busy counting the heads of people passing by, and was not in the mood to pay attention to him.

"Final! Shoot!"

"Organizations don't need useless waste! Those who can't hit the bullseye, get out of here today!"

For a moment, Yuichi Takigawa felt like he was back in the police academy.

As a thorn in the face of the instructor every day, Onizuka Hazō was always the first to bring him out to demonstrate.

"shot."

A low, hoarse voice came from above his head, and Yu Takigawa was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head to meet those familiar green eyes.

Gin was wearing that black top hat, standing behind him, the shadows dispelled the light and enveloped him silently.

The tall figure allowed the man to lower his eyes and take the look of this newcomer into his eyes with a blank expression.

Chablis, dressed as Six Paths, waved happily in the distance.

...annoying.

The forehead was pressed against the cold gun/mouth, and when Yuichi Takigawa looked back, Gin sneered.

"Want me to teach you?"

"..." The boy took a deep breath.

His wrists were slender, his figure shrouded in a large training suit, and his excessively pale ankles and neck showed a vase-like fragility.

But it was such an existence that when he raised his gun, he dared to look directly at Jinjiu without looking back.

Pull the bolt, load the chamber, pull the trigger.

boom

The black gun/mouth exudes heat, and the bullets pass through the turbulent airflow, shattering a bit of red on the target.

"Ten, ten rings?"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed, but Takigawa Yuichi just unloaded the empty magazine with a cold expression.

No more powers available.

This is obviously no coincidence. Gin should have something on his body that would prevent him from using his abilities.

Forty-five people, one gun, no signal.

Not good.

I should have brought Dazai with me.

"well done."

The gun on his forehead moved away, but Gin had no plans to back down.

He always maintains a certain distance from the boy in front of him. This distance is not too close or too far. It can not only counterattack properly, but also besiege the prey to death.

"What's it called?" The man asked lightly while biting a cigarette with his teeth.

"...Sakurai Yuma."

"Do you know what happens to the betrayer?"

"Know."

A low laughter came out of his throat.

Takigawa Yuichi lowered his gaze to the hand holding his neck.

His fingers were slender and rough, with spear calluses at the well-defined joints.

At the moment Liu Daozong activated the illusion, Gin took off the mask used to disguise his face.

The soft skin turned a little red from the sudden force.

Takigawa Yuichi frowned. He didn't know what Liu Daozong had transformed himself into with illusion, and he kept wandering about killing the other party and gathering information in his heart.

Obviously, the CHOICE battle in Italy in a few days will require the participation of Liudaozui, and now is a good time to re-send people to sneak into the black organization.

but……

Who wants to work overtime in person!

Yu Takigawa gritted his teeth and tried to convince himself that he might have a salary after finding the optimal solution in his mind.

You have to lose, but you can't lose too badly.

Better to find out where the Gin is hiding the suppressor first.

Takigawa Yuichi, who had sorted out his thoughts, pressed his knuckles, his expression was gloomy, and he cut through the other's windbreaker with the scalpel that slipped out of his sleeve at a very fast speed.

Red light spots exposed to sunlight.

Takigawa Yu smiled, and the next second he slowed down, his wrist was firmly grasped by the opponent.

Jin Jiu took advantage of the situation and twisted his right hand behind him, the other hand pinched the back of his neck, and shackled him firmly between himself and the wall.

The young man's face was stained with dust, but his eyes were silent with ferocity and stubbornness.

It didn't affect the outcome of the fight, it just made him look a little pitiful when he was incapacitated.

Good skill, but too little power.

Gin judged so indifferently in his heart.

He turned his head and asked: "This is the potential newcomer that Rum said? Which group?"

Chablis could not laugh.

Because he suddenly remembered——forgot to tell Takigawa Suppressor when he sent a message.

will be retaliated against.

Don't wait for the CHOICE battle, let his hapless frog apprentice go undercover instead.

"...The medical team, probably." Chablis recalled the name Takigawa reported just now.

The silver knife rubbed his throat again, Jin Jiu narrowed his eyes, and found that the shackled newcomer in front of him broke his wrist at some point, and forcibly launched an attack at a twisted angle.

"Hey, what kind of trash do you take me for?" Takikawa Yu grinned and asked in a low voice.

Gin didn't answer that question.

His eyes were extremely cold, and a knife fell on the eyes, nose, and mouth of the newcomer in front of him.

It feels familiar.

After a long silence, Jin Jiu finally let go of the hand that was gripping the opponent's wrist.

"You're qualified." Gin said lightly, "Go and clean yourself up."

Yu Takigawa blankly snapped back the dislocated joints. Just as he was about to divert his attention, a stack of documents was suddenly thrown over his head.

He tilted his head and raised his hand to catch it firmly.

"After the task is completed, choose a code name yourself."

Takigawa Yuichi glanced down.

In addition to the mission information, on the last page is a row of liquor names.

The boy was silent, his eyes constantly switching between gin and materials.

"What's the matter?" Gin said impatiently, noticing his gaze.

Yuichi Takigawa asked sincerely, "I don't drink."

"……so?"

"So which one sounds more expensive?"

The air fell into a long silence, and those green eyes stared at him like a beast, as if they were going to devour him in the next second.

But just when Takigawa Yuichi thought that Gin was too lazy to take care of him, the man's lips moved slowly.

"Spinita."

The black car door was opened, and a note with a smiling face fell to the ground again.

Fourth.

[come on!Gin Master!You are one step away from victory!]

Gin gave a "tsk" and glanced at the vodka standing beside him.

"What are you doing, just roll over and drive."

Vodka woke up from the shock that his eldest brother's windbreaker had been scratched by a newcomer, and immediately hurriedly caught the key.

The sound of the engine blared in the wind.

"Oh, that's right." Gin put his elbows on the car window and turned his head as if he had suddenly thought of something.

He didn't get angry, and his calm eyes fell on the teenager who was sorting out himself.

"Hair, tie it up."