Apparently, Dr. Haier was a gaming fanatic. The virtual interface was filled with game icons and a few unexplainable special game software.
Emily ignored Haier's words and put on the virtual helmet. The interface appeared immediately.
"Give me the virtual reality helmet!" Emily said at that moment.
She quickened her pace and started running.
"Don't worry, I won't say anything!" the male doctor promised again.
She was an assassin, so she was very vigilant. If she played games now, her own safety would no longer be in her hands. Besides, she did not trust the man in front of her, so she rejected the request.
"Your leg was just treated. Don't exert too much force, or the wound will open again!"
A silent stalemate.
"They've already left!" Haier looked helpless.
Because he was an assassin!
She could vaguely hear the pitter-patter of raindrops hitting the glass.
The man below was her teacher, a former ace assassin who had retired early and was now living a stable life. He was also the one who taught Emily all kinds of killing techniques, allowing her to grow to where she was now.
Emily nodded and leaned weakly on the door frame.
This scene seemed familiar. The grief and despair in her heart was just like the time she left her brother five years ago.
He aimed at Emily again. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, a bullet appeared in the scope and zoomed in quickly. Then, everything fell into darkness.
"Don't … Don't worry, I won't tell anyone." The man hurriedly promised. Then, his expression became somewhat worried. "But your leg should be crippled …"
At that moment, she wanted so badly to ask the driver to stop, and she wanted to bang on the window to attract her brother's attention. She wanted to jump out of the car and run to him.
"No need!" Emily replied coldly.
"Okay!" Hearing the answer, Haier smiled. Then, he picked up the virtual helmet on the table and passed it to Emily.
After doing all that, she quickly got up and climbed down the protruding wall outside the tower with the cello case on her back.
The sound of the bullet colliding with metal woke up the surrounding streetlights.
After advancing for about a hundred meters, Emily suddenly stopped. Due to the excessive blood loss from the wound on her calf, her stamina was declining rapidly, and she could not continue running.
After killing the assassin, Black Lily tore her clothes and quickly bandaged her bleeding calf. Then, she got up and ran forward with gritted teeth.
Was this a coincidence?
After this job, Emily got another month off, but she was very confused.
His figure quickly disappeared into the darkness.
Bang!
"You're welcome. My name is Hai Er. What's your name?" Hai Er grinned and raised his right hand.
She glanced at her calf that was oozing blood. Although there was a risk of being exposed, she couldn't care less. She immediately dragged her injured right leg toward the clinic.
In fact, he didn't know why he took care of Emily so much. If he had to find a reason, it would be because she was too beautiful.
"Eh, this is a gunshot wound!"
Emily hung up the phone before the person on the other end could finish his sentence. She then picked up the Kiss of the Black Lily, placed it on the ground, and quickly dismantled it.
Bang! The gunshot rang out again, but this time, it wasn't aimed at Emily. Instead, it was aimed at the pillar under the streetlight.
One was in the open while the other was in the dark, but Emily still killed the assassin with ease. This was her skill, and also the reason why she was known as the unsurpassable Sniper God in the assassin world, Black Lily.
After closing the door again, Hai Er quickly returned to the inner room and found Emily hiding behind the door with a dagger in her hand.
"Dr. Hai Er, did you hear a gunshot just now? Or did you see a stranger? "
"Thank you!" Emily let out a sigh of relief.
"What? Gunshot? Did something happen? "Hai Er's face showed some surprise.
America, NYC.
After half an hour of bandaging, the man finally finished bandaging Emily's leg. Emily immediately got up and prepared to leave.
However, she had no other choice. This was her mission.
After three rings, the phone was picked up, but there was no sound.
"Black Lily, well done …"
As she knocked, the door opened. A man with blue curly hair and glasses appeared in front of her.
Bang!
"Is it painful? Do you need to play games? There's a good game out now. You won't feel any pain when you're in the game. "
Taking a deep breath, Emily was about to move forward when she suddenly noticed a 'clinic' sign hanging on the building ten meters away.
A gunshot was heard, and Emily leaped forward without hesitation.
She did not know where to go, nor did she know what her future would be like.
Thus, she pressed the icon for Battle Online.
Knowing that there was an assassin in the dark, Emily decisively placed the cello case in front of her and hid behind it.
"There are many police officers outside searching everywhere. I think you'll have to stay here tonight."
It was raining that day as well. They were at the bus stop separately.
As time passed, when the streetlights dimmed because of the silence, Emily knew that her chance had come.
"Are you hurt?" The man looked at Emily. While he was shocked by her stunning beauty, he also noticed her right leg that was still bleeding.
Because she was an assassin!
It was dangerous to stay here, and she had left her sniper rifle outside. She had to leave as soon as possible.
Emily took out her phone from her pocket and tossed it into the sewer beside her.
"Bang!"
The bullet spun out of the barrel and accurately hit the forehead of the man below, causing a mist of blood to splatter out.
She determined the assassin's location from the direction of the bullet. Her action instantly made the assassin lose his target.
Emily's eyes revealed a trace of sadness when she saw the man. She earnestly hoped that he would not come any closer.
Just as she was about to open the door, a police siren was heard outside the house.
However, Emily ignored it. She slowly moved to the sofa outside the house and sat down. Her brows were tightly knitted together.
There was still no response.
Facing the silent and extremely cold Emily, Haier who wanted to strike up a conversation with her suddenly felt dejected.
Apart from the pitter-patter of the rain on the ground, the surroundings fell into silence.
"Ding!"
Actually, she did not care what game she played. Since Haier recommended it, she would give it a try.
They used to be teachers and friends, but …
"I'll connect you to the computer now. Remember to choose Battle Online. It's the most anticipated full simulation game today."
Her breathing quickened, her eyes reddened, and her body trembled. She was moved to tears by her intense imagination.
This time, the assassin clearly saw Emily assembling the sniper rifle through the eyepiece. A sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He immediately adjusted the muzzle and aimed at Emily.
Emily's face darkened. She turned to look at the male doctor, then quickly walked into the house.
Emily did not reply. She turned and walked toward the door.
It was pitch black on top of the clock tower.
Due to the silencer, the sound was very soft. No one was alerted.
"I said I don't need it!" Emily rejected him sharply.
Haier, who was slightly embarrassed, quickly followed her out. He looked at Emily and spoke again.
"It's going to hurt. Do you want to play some games?" The man pointed at the virtual reality helmet on the table.
At this moment, her phone rang.
"I think you should play some games. There's a hole the size of an egg on your leg. You need to fill it up …"
"I know. I'll leave after treating the wound and stopping the bleeding!"
Yes, it was this natural ability that was programmed at birth.
It could be said that the sniper god, Black Lily, had embarked on the path of becoming a God of Hunting.
She wanted to tear apart all the barriers between them.
She knew that this assassination was premeditated. Only the organization knew about her assassination and her escape route.
The assassin, who was still in shock, suddenly thought of the many legendary assassination stories about the woman known as Black Lily.
After Emily entered the house, the male doctor quickly came to the door and pressed the cleaning button on the wall.
"Hmm?" The assassin was shocked when he saw this.
The shot was very accurate. Fortunately, Emily's reaction was fast enough to avoid a fatal wound. However, her calf was hit, leaving a wound the size of a goose egg.
Actually, with her skills, she did not need to aim at all. However, this was her last farewell to her mentor.
In the light of the fire, the colorful tattoo that looked like a venomous snake could be vaguely seen on her exposed arm.
"Mission complete. Target killed!"
…
There was no turning back after this. She had chosen this path herself. There was no turning back.
After looking through the scope at the man on the ground, Emily's lips trembled. She then took out her phone from her pocket and dialed a number.
As she walked, she suddenly felt that something was wrong. Her sharp senses told her that someone was spying on her.
She decisively opened the cello case from the side and quickly began to assemble her sniper rifle.
But the truth was that she sat there quietly without moving, quietly brushing past her brother, watching him go further and further behind her, becoming more and more indistinct.
"Bang!"
A moment later, there was a knock on the door. The male doctor pretended to be calm and went to open the door, but in fact, his heart was pounding.
Was she shot by someone after her like her mentor? Or was she captured because of a mistake during the mission? Or did she die in some dark corner?
Emily did not answer. She continued to remain silent.
"Beep … Beep … Beep …"
In less than two minutes, the complicated sniper rifle was dismantled into parts and placed into the cello case.
In the middle of the night, the clock on the clock tower pointed to twelve. The sound of the midnight bell echoed throughout the city.
Gunshots rang out at the same time. Two bullets collided in the air, shattering into metal fragments that scattered in all directions.
Seeing this, the man hurriedly helped Emily into the house and closed the door.
Opening the lid of the lighter, Emily lit the cigarette in her hand and took a deep puff.
The door opened. A middle-aged man stood outside. He was slightly plump, but his expression was solemn.
Emily's lips curled into a bitter smile as if her future was forever linked to death.
After glancing at the icon, Emily fixed her gaze on Battle Online.
Immediately, the cleaning robot outside the house was activated and quickly cleaned up the bloodstains outside.
Looking at the man who was treating his wound, Emily's eyes gradually turned cold.
A bearded man came from afar. He held a document bag in his hand and a pair of headphones on his head. His footsteps seemed to be following the rhythm of the music.
Sparks spread and thick smoke came out of his mouth. Her hands were trembling slightly.
Footsteps came from the darkness. As the sound became clearer, a figure slowly appeared and the surrounding street lights gradually lit up.
Emily lowered her head slowly and placed her cheek on the cold butt of the gun. She looked through the scope at the man below.
"Alright, everything is fine now. Have a good night!" The police officer outside said immediately. He did not enter the house to check because there were still a few households that he had yet to ask.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! "
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