
The moon shone faintly in the night sky. At 2 am is the beginning of the night life. The streets are still crowded with vehicles passing by.
Staring at a company building in the middle of the city, a girl dressed casually in just jeans and a hodie stood silently watching around. His fingers were holding a firearm. It was his exclusive long-barreled rifle.
Those bright colored eyes were staring towards the distance. His calm expressionless face made anyone unable to guess his thoughts.
One sec...
Two seconds...
Kanaya's mouth suddenly smiled obliquely. Lollipop candy makes her lips more shiny.
He lifted his gun, then pointed his muzzle at the crowded street. It is not known who the target is.
Kanaya pressed her finger on the trigger, then pulled it gently but firmly.
Booms!
A black Bentley exploded violently, even splashing into several cars around it. Many cars stopped suddenly due to the explosion. Making the car behind him can't stop his car in time. Accidents cannot be avoided. Jalalan immediately experienced a crisis. Many people are fleeing in droves.
And the perpetrator of the great accident, Kanaya moved from her place leisurely. If not for his hand still holding his long-barreled rifle, he did not look like the one who had planned the ruthless murder that had just happened.
Kanaya walked down the stairs while taking off her rifle parts one by one quickly. Then hid the pieces of his weapon on the body very skillfully.
After a long time of killing, Kanaya would always leave immediately after killing the target. In addition to avoiding leaving evidence, a profeitional killer would not do such a foolish thing as staring with interest at his work as a celebration.
According to Kanaya, a person who stays in his place for a while to enjoy the reaction of his victims is either a beginner or a fool.
Kanaya skillfully evaded the surveillance cameras in the building. Passing through a few twists and turns familiarly, as if he was the designer of that magnificent building.
Kanaya parked her car in a remote alley behind the building. To get there he must pass through a small, pitch-black forest and an old settlement that is commonly used as a den of thieves and gamblers.
The first time he exited the building, what Kanaya saw was a crowded crowd of police cars, ambulances and fire fighters lined up neatly. The sounds of crying and howling were heard everywhere.
Kanaya just stared at everything that was happening in front of her flatly. The heartbreaking cry of a person who is afraid of losing his loved ones cannot make the slightest ripple in his pupils.
Kanaya walked leisurely through all the chaos as if nothing had happened. His calm nature could even be said to be careless in stark contrast to the frenzy around him.
''This is truly a great disaster. I can't imagine what if I or my family had experienced the explosion.''
''Yes, it is very lucky that it can still survive.''
''I wonder who is in that black Bentley.''
''Definitely businessmen or officials. After all, only the rich can afford a luxury car.''
Kanaya listened to all of that nonchalantly. Her elegant aura like that of a noble combined with a flawless face like that of an empress entering the slums.
It was just that the lollipop of his mouth made him look even more careless. Many people looked at him curiously. It was just that they would not have expected that the little girl who walked past them casually was the perpetrator of the traffic accident that had just occurred.
Kanaya made use of the crowd to cover her whereabouts very well. Passing the blind path of the surveillance camera point.
Kanaya walks in a small forest accompanied by a faint moonlight. As he was right in the middle of the forest, a faint rustling sound made Kanaya instantly put on a vigilant posture.
If it wasn't for the earphones he was using to filter out sounds above 18 Hz, Kanaya wouldn't have heard these extremely weak sounds.
Kanaya walked lightly towards the tree on her left. From the voice he heard, Kanaya knew that there was a fight.
Kanaya walked closer to the source of the sound. After about 4 minutes of walking, he saw 2 men trying to kill a man.
With a distance of only 20 meters, Kanaya could clearly see who the victim was. It was the man who had helped her many times. Seeing that Marvel was in such an unfortunate state, Kanaya couldn't possibly keep quiet.
Ignoring the man's shameless confession, Marvel had indeed saved him several times.
Marvel looks so wrong right now. Each movement seems slower than its usual ability. He also made a lot of mistakes, causing the 2 men who surrounded him to take the opportunity to injure him with sharp weapons.
Kanaya immediately pulled out a small gun from her waist. He crouched behind a large tree, hiding himself over the night. After properly installing the silencer, Kanaya aimed her gun at the 2 men who attacked Marvel.
Positioning her body, Kanaya stared at her target with great focus. Anywhere using a long-range weapon for close combat does have a fairly high risk of failure and requires truly skilled skills.
Kanaya always carries a pistol and a penknife wherever and whenever, even if she has her rifle with her. Accidents can happen at any time without warning. Like at the moment.
Booms!
Booms!
The sound of the shot is minimized as little as possible with the help of a silencer. After that the bodies of the two men who attacked Marvel fell down one by one with a hole that released a lot of blood in the middle of his eyebrows.
And Marvel who was already at its limit also fell unconscious. Kanaya, who saw it, immediately kept the gun back and ran a small approach to Marvel.
Kanaya looked at Marvel's extremely pale face with cold sweat grains all over her body. This is the first time Kanaya has seen Marvel in such a weak state.
''Hey, uncle! You're not dead, are you?'' Kanaya tried to resuscitate Marvel, patting her on the cheek several times. ''I don't want to lift you up! If you don't wake up I'll leave you alone here.''
Seeing that Marvel was still unconscious, Kanaya could only accept her fate with resignation.
Not that Kanaya did not want to ask for help, only he never brought his cellphone while doing missions.
Kanaya scrunched her forehead, walking towards the two corpses that were still warm. His eyes did not show any ripples. He even flipped through the corpse without changing his expression.
Seeing the black angel wings tattooed on the left arm of the two corpses, Kanaya simply raised her eyebrows in response.
Without saying a word, he left the two corpses without any nostalgia. Looking back at Marvel's body lying on the ground in frustration.
'I don't want to carry her, her body must be heavy...'
Thinking for a while, Kanaya could only sigh resignedly. He has no other way to bring Marvel.
Kanaya lifts Marvel's body with great difficulty, leaning a body taller than her own, walking step by step with distress.
Kanaya swears that if Marvel is conscious, she will have to pay for her hard work! He's gonna empty Marvel's account to fill his apartment with snacks!