When the night is torn

Tokyo City, 11: 34 pm.

The sound of the radio was coming from a small pub.

The white-haired woman was leaning against the cold wall, her hair color was soft covered with a thin layer of snow that made people feel cold.

Squeezing the cigarette in her hand, her red-painted fingernails flicked over the cigarette butts. The half-burnt cigarette suddenly went out. She threw her cigarette on the snow, stomping on it with the tip of her shoe.

The white-haired woman let out a long breath.

The smoke from his mouth mingled with the bone-chilling cold of Tokyo.

She squinted at the pitch-black sky, the corner of her lips slightly raised. A weak smile, a little sad.

Stabilize your mental state for a bit, then put the earrings back on.

Earrings are a communication tool, like a mini walkie-talkie.

A small sound is emitted from the earphones. A man's calm voice resounded:

"K, the organization gives you 24 hours to complete the mission. Currently, there are less than 26 minutes. If you can't find the underground spy to complete the task in time, in the other Vip area, the owner won't let us live anymore. You know the personality of the Big Boss! We are waiting for good news from you!"

The white-haired woman pursed her lips, her face extremely unsightly.

In the cruelest moment of human life, killing is not a good deed. For the first time, I was still shaking and scared. But the next time, it seemed to become instinctive, deeply rooted in the bone marrow, destroying an angel, turning an angel into a devil.

Currently, the immediate task is to deal with the underground cockroach.

Just a cockroach lying quietly in the organization, all day long just like to gnaw at information and then release information to the FBI. This betrayal will never be accepted!

That stupid cockroach deserves death.

The white-haired woman kicked the snow under her feet, and coldly replied:

"B, don't worry! I've found that cockroach! Only before I die, do I want him to have a good meal. If I don't go to the underworld, I'll have to contend with beggar spirits stupid, he used to be our colleague, I don't like my colleague being embarrassed, in any space! Rest assured! I will complete the mission!"

"Very good!"

"B?"

"Hmm?"

"Completing this quest, can I return home?"

On the other end of the phone line, K hears B sigh.

B says:

"Okay, if you want to go back, you can go back. But whether you can go back or not, you have to see how brave you are. So go!"

On the other end of the line, there was a cold "beep... beep" sound that resounded.

The Tokyo sky tonight is magnificent.

The fateful moment also came under the last white snowflakes of the day.

It's just a pity, is the snow blooming cherry blossoms, or peaches blooming white snow?

Hahaha...

"3...2...1...the end~"

BOOM!

BOOM!

BOOM!

The opposite buildings exploded.

The white-haired woman pursed her lips and slowly entered a small pub.

There was a drunk man lying face down on the counter.

K picked up the wine glass on the table and threw it toward the window.

The crystal glass tumbled from inside, breaking through the glass window, the man wearing black hastily dodged.

K smiling, she calmly sat down on the chair next to the drunk man.

She picked up the wine glass, pour herself a glass, wiped the lipstick off her lips, and drank.

Good drink!

The man in the black shirt pushed open the door and entered the liquor store, pretending to be okay, calmly sat down on a chair, and said to K:

"Come so early?"

K shrugs, and purses her lips:

"The Big Boss wants you dead, I can't be late, I'll miss the Big Boss zodiac hour~"

The man has codenamed "A" laughed loudly, propped one hand on the table, and looked her straight in the eye:

"K, I look down on you! I didn't expect a seventeen-year-old girl like you to come to hunt me down? Tell me, how would you like to be buried tonight?"

"Hahaha!"

The girl codenamed K is the white-haired woman who just answered a secret phone outside the door of the liquor store.

K smiled lightly, his eyes exuding a strong killing intent. The aggression of a young leopard and a bit of the disobedience of adolescence akes people feel cold when looking at her eyes!

It is the feeling of coldness to the point of numbing the heart!

"I don't know! But there is one thing I can tell you before you go to see my father!" K pursed his lips, took another big sip of wine, and said.

"Your dad? Could it be that you…" A moved her chair in horror.

The sound of the chair rubbing against the brick background creates a goosebumps sound.

Shush...

"Right!" K said, "I did!"

"You…you…a venomous snake! Even her father dares to take action! Shame on the name K!"

…

Since K was a child, she has joined the organization.

The organization taught everything to her.

For example, her mission is to raise Russian cats well for a year. After that, they ordered her to kill it with her own hands because this was the first lesson: to know how to give up favorite objects, even immediate objects.

When she was ten years old, she was forced to complete the task of making potions in Professor Shen's laboratory. Overcoming Professor Shen means Professor Shen must die!

Experiencing the experiment in physical strength, general knowledge, and specialized knowledge, at the age of ten, she officially became one of the top three assassins of the organization.

And she is K!

...

"Ah, you and I don't have a choice. It doesn't matter whether you die or I die, what matters is who will kill whom!"

Saying that she stepped outside.

The man with the codename A let out a laugh and collapsed on the table…

*

K does not look at A even once because if he does, the results are the same.

She has lost her heart for a long time.

It's just, that there are some things, some things, even if her conscience rises, the result is that A still has to die.

If she doesn't kill A, someone else will kill A, letting him die at her hands is considered the most perfect death!

K raised her eyes to the snow-covered porch beyond, she saw her future as white as the snow in Tokyo: nothingness, melted, short, finish...

She breathes a sigh.

Like it or not, fate has arranged that A should forever not exist.

"B cleaned it up! Send someone to the Ubako pub to clean up the trash!"

The man named B on the other end of the line was silent for half a day before answering:

"Okay!"

How cruel can one human being be?

Nobody can answer this question.

There is no most ruthless, only more ruthless.

**

The cold of Tokyo has never been colder than the heart of K.

An outstanding agent of an underground organization.

Born, her destiny conflicted with the whole world.

Just one small move was enough for her to destroy the whole world.

K doesn't have a social hatred mentality, it's just that she has no way of going back.

On the last winter's night.

One could only see a black shadow pass by on the street. Her white hair fell to her shoulders, and her eyes were cold and lonely.

After this, there will be no more K!

Boom!

A loud explosion from a small pub.

Black smoke mixed with the roaring flames.

Less than half an hour later, the fire had spread to another house.

The fire brigade was quickly on the scene to deal with the fire.

Reporters also came running to get news.

Ambulance sirens blared continuously.

The atmosphere at the scene of the explosion was extremely chaotic.

In a small dark corner.

A man was still standing quietly smoking his last cigarette of the day.

The bell from the clock tower struck 0 o'clock.

This man was now rubbing his cigarette butt in the snow, the spark from the small lighter resounded. Playing in his hands like a favorite toy, the man immersed himself in the game in his hands.

Until the city police showed up at the scene.

This man was nowhere to be seen in a dark corner.

The lighter in the man's playful hand before, now only a handful of cotton swabs soaked in kerosene was lying around in a corner.

The wind blew past, and the cotton ball rolled around and reached the toe of a mysterious black-haired woman's shoe.

At the night, the cold on her face is visible. Every corner of the face is beautiful meticulously.

She bent down to pick up the cotton balls and put them in a plastic bag.

Narrow her eyes and peered at the cotton ball.

"B looks like this joke isn't ridiculous at all! Wait until I've finished, next is your turn! Haha! My man!"

"..."

The cold wind blew across the mysterious white woman's face.

No one knows her strange behavior.

White snow became brilliant!

Heart of who is screaming!

The night is very cold.

***

Like a wild beast rolling around screaming.

Yu-san is K, her nickname from the Lusutivip, a famous mysterious organization in the world.

Yu-san is assigned to work in Japan.

In the main operating group in Tokyo, a team member has discovered that a spy has been planted that needs to be eliminated quickly. Therefore, the Big Boss standing behind ordered K to perform this task.

The time Yu-san entered the underground organization was also the day she became an agent well.

Before this, A and K are best friends.

The two of them fought side by side for many years. But unexpectedly, one day K became a weapon to destroy A.

What's scarier is that Yu-san has already finished off A, but whether she can successfully escape or not is up to heaven.

On this road, K must be alone for the rest of your life!

Somehow, Yu-san went to the front of the Kabite temple, which worships the god Butsuta.

This is a deity from primitive times that is rarely mentioned and has only a few fragmentary records in ancient texts.

In ancient times, Butsuta was not worshiped in any temple, she was considered an abstract god formed under the influence of Chinese thought.

Yu-san was originally a person of mixed Chinese and Japanese blood, so when she entered this shrine, the first thing Yu-san did was enter the temple.

After taking a few steps, Yu-san didn't dare to go any further.

She looked down at her hands which were once stained with a lot of blood, and her mood sank.

She doesn't know when these hands have been soaked in blood.

Dirty hands!

How could she just go inside?

Will god Butsuta disparage her or not?

Born without the right to choose, let alone choose your own life.

Where is the real hell?

The huge cage covered the body and soul, even trying to escape was impossible. The failure of the intellect cannot bring happiness.

God Butsuta...

Does God Butsuta hear the voice of her heart?

Although not qualified to beg, but still hope to be witnessed by the Butsuta God!

Please help her to be freed!

But it seems that the Butsuta God did not hear her request.

This life does not seem to have any regrets.

If she managed to escape successfully this time, she would come back here and bow her head to give thanks.

**

"It hurts…it hurts!"

A hoarse male voice resounded in the dight.

At this hour, everyone is fast asleep, why is anyone still awake?

"It hurts…it hurts!" The sound resounded again.

Yu-san traced the direction of the sound.

In a dark corner beside the stone lion, stood a pale-faced man.

There were dark drops of blood on his shirt.

His forehead wrinkled. The breath is weak, it seems that death comes very quickly.

Until the dim light shows up. The face of the man appeared.

Meticulously beautiful face angle. The thin lips are tightly clenched with pain. The long slender fingers were trying their best to stop the bleeding. But it seems that the more tightly the wound is sealed, the more blood flows out.

The snow on the ground was also soaked with blood.

The sound of soft moans still echoed evenly in the quiet space.

Apart from the sound of breathing, there were no other sounds mixed in now.

It seems that the limit of a person's tolerance has reached its end, and the weather is getting colder and colder.

BAM!

The man fell into the cold snow.

The blood from the wound mouth also profuses continuously.

Without medicine or a hemostatic device, he will surely die quickly.

Standing intently watching the other man until he lay unconscious in the snow.

"Tsk!"Yu-san pursed her lips slightly and turned to leave.

Just walked a few steps, as if there was a supernatural force stopping her.

Yu-san's footsteps became extremely heavy. She wanted to leave, but her feet didn't follow her lead.

Whether it was the conscience of a rising evil or the last honesty of a merciless demon, in that moment of confusion, Yu-san had walked over to the place of the fainting man.

Sit down and take a closer look at the wound, a gunshot wound. The killer also used a silencer to kill people. But, when looking at the wound on this man's body, Yu-san himself was startled by the man's endurance.

Losing so much blood without dying, is certainly not an ordinary person.

"If it weren't for the gods blocking my steps, you wouldn't be so lucky today!" Yu-san muttered.

It's unclear whether the other man heard Yu-san's words or not.

Just know that, right at this moment, Yu-san used all her strength to lift the man, then carried him to the city hospital.

As she was about to call a taxi to the hospital, Yu-san looked down at the man's wound again, then sighed heavily.

This man was shot by a bullet, and the background is not an ordinary person. If bringing him to the hospital now would be tantamount to directly inviting the predator?

Thinking that Yu-san stopped calling a taxi to the hospital, but directly took him to Dr. Novan's house.

***

Knock!

Knock!

Knock!

Doctor Novan was still sleeping on the bed.

Heard a knock on the door outside.

His mood is extremely bad!

"Damn it!" Who the fuck is making such a fuss outside?

Mother it!

Not letting people sleep?

Disrespectful people!

Novan gritted his teeth, bringing his frustration out the door.

Novan angrily turned the knob on the door.

"Who?" Novan screams.

As soon as the door opened, Yu-san kicked in. Bringing the cold outside air into the room, Yu-san gave Doctor Novan a cold glance and said in a loud voice:

"Shut up! Can't you see? Why don't you come and help?"

"...."????

Doctor Novan was yelled at, standing there for half a day, motionless.

"Hey! What are you standing there? Why don't you come to help me? F*ck! I'm tired!"

"Uhm!"

Novan seems to have awakened and then rushed over to help Yu-san carry the man into the room.

"What's wrong with him?"

"I don't know!" Yu-san replied coldly.

A person who was almost carried away by death, asked her if she did not know why he was injured?

It's lucky for him to bring him in for treatment!

***