Right on Target: Chapter 101 Xiaosu

"Good morning."

The boy opened the door, wearing a wide white T, showing his clean arms. There is a band-aid on his forehead with a pink cat drawn on it. The slightly messy black hair has been rubbed by himself, and it hangs down in front of his eyes, making him look like he just woke up.

One-eyed was sleeping soundly on the chair in the office, when he heard the greeting, he replied with a nasal voice "um". He reeked of alcohol and was fatter than three years ago. When he turned around, the chair creaked.

It is now 2158 in the old world, and it is also the third year that Su Heting repays the debt for Lao Su.

Su Heting consciously turned on the kettle, and took out the bread from the refrigerator. After the water boiled, he stood by the window of the office, eating bread while looking at the square not far away.

There is a huge clock on the square, which will ring every hour to wake up the musical fountain. It's getting late now, the clock's hour hand has just pointed to five o'clock, and the sun is westward, covering the buildings in this area in orange afterglow.

One-eyed sleeps very lightly and cannot hear rustling sounds. He sat up from the chair and said hoarsely, "Pour me a glass of water."

Su Heting quickly finished the bread and poured a glass of water for Cyclops. One Eye took a sip, satisfied with the temperature. He looked up at Su Heting and said, "You came so early? Didn't you go out to play yesterday?"

When he is in a good mood, he will let the unlockers go out to play, but the unlockers have to be in the bars and game halls he stipulates, and be under his surveillance all day long.

As a local snake, Cyclops is familiar with every road in this area. He is more ruthless than the police, even the vendors on the road are under his control, and his eyeliner is everywhere. In the past three years, Su Heting has never seen anyone successfully escape from One-Eyed's men. Those who run away will be caught within a week, and One-Eyed will drag them into the bridge hole and execute them.

Su Heting put his hands in his pockets, his shoulders looked even thinner. His eyes are very bright, and he always smiles, as if he has nothing serious to do, and he looks even more unreliable than the old Su back then. He said: "Without money, I don't want to go anywhere."

One Eye lit a cigarette, took a few puffs, and let out a "hum". He stretched his brows and eyes, woke up, flicked the cigarette ash in his hand casually, and said, "You gambled with others and lost all the tips. Who is to blame if you have no money?"

The reward for unlocking each time is divided into two parts, one for Cyclops and one for the illegal organization behind One Eye. The unlocker has no money. But if the customer is willing to tip the unlocker, Cyclops will not care, because the unlocker does not have his own account and can only spend cash, and Cyclops knows where they spend the money.

Unlike other unlockers, Su Heting does not save money. He seems to have inherited from Old Su in this regard, and the tips he gets will be spent that night, and the way he spends money is very simple, either for eating or talking to people. bet. But he would lose every bet, so after three years, he was always laughed at by everyone.

However, Cyclops likes Su Heting like this, he doesn't like children who are too smart in life, this kind of heartless child who only knows how to dawdle is the best, so it is easy for him to handle.

One-eyed took out a wallet from his pocket, and with a cigarette in his mouth, he took out a dozen or one hundred yuan, slapped the money on the table, and said, "Little bastard, I want you to take care of your job all day long. Take it, and go downstairs to have a meal." Okay, I have something to do at eight o'clock in the evening."

Su Heting took the money and asked, "Unlock?"

One-eyed leaned back on the back of the chair, with a leisurely expression, and said, "What kind of lock do you want to unlock? You only think about unlocking it. After eight o'clock, I will give you a gun. You can take this gun and go under the bridge hole and just kill someone." .”

Su Heting said: "Oh."

He didn't ask much, turned around and went out with the money. There are one-eyed probes in the corridors and elevators, and several bodyguards are practicing shooting guns. When they see Su Heting coming out, they greet him one after another.

Su Heting picked up the banknotes he just got and asked, "Do you want to play?"

The bodyguard said: "You gamble as soon as you get the money, what a shame."

The other giggled: "It's a gamble, anyway, the boss is just cursing. Xiao Su, what are you playing today?"

Su Heting put the banknotes on the container one by one, with a half smile on his face. He is only sixteen years old this year, standing among this group of tall and burly desperadoes is justified, and said: "Playing with guns, bet on who is faster. I have also practiced for a long time recently, and I promise to be better than last time."

They removed the pistol and gave it to Su Heting. A group of people surrounded the container, shaking the small light bulb above their heads.

Su Heting pulled the parts a few times and said, "I'm comparing with Brother Chen."

That man named Brother Chen was the fastest among the bodyguards, and he was also the one who asked Su Heting "what's wrong" just now. He is 187cm tall, with muscles all over his body, and he can lift people with one hand in normal training. He is a bodyguard bought from the stagnant area by One Eye.

Brother Chen took off the gun belt and said, "Aren't you giving me money?" He rolled up his sleeves, "Just play."

Su Heting smiled, heard the order from the person next to him, and started at the same time as Brother Chen. Brother Chen moved in an orderly manner and at an extremely fast speed. He only heard a few "clicks", and he had already assembled the gun before the countdown stopped.

After assembling the gun, he twirled it between his fingers, pointed at Su Heting with the **** of the gun, and said, "I'm done."

The person next to him said: "Xiao Su, what's the matter with you? We have taught you everything that should be taught, but you are still slow."

Only then did Su Heting put it on, held the gun in his hand, and said, "I've never played with this gun before."

Brother Chen said: "You don't have the talent to play with guns, your reaction is too slow."

The person next to him said: "We took the money away, just treat it as your honor to your brothers who drink."

They smiled happily, put away the bills one by one, folded them between their fingers and counted them back and forth twice. Su Heting was not angry either, he put his fingertips on the trigger and took the gun apart when they lost money.

His speed is indeed very slow, but no matter whether it is assembled or disassembled, he is very serious. It's just that this seriousness falls in the eyes of others, like a layman who refuses to admit defeat.

Su Heting played with them until seven o'clock, went downstairs to eat instant noodles in the convenience store, and then returned to the office. One-eyed was checking the recent bills, saw him enter, and took out a pistol from a drawer.

Su Heting took the gun and asked, "How many bullets?"

One-eyed said: "Knowing that you can't shoot accurately, I specially prepared five bullets. Five bullets can kill a cripple, can it be done?"

Su Heting scratched his hair twice, with a confused expression on his face. He looked at the gun over and over again, and said, "I have never touched this kind of gun...Do I have to kill it? What if the person runs away?"

Cyclops never let go of his hand, raised his head from the bill, exhaled the smoke for a while, looked at Su Heting and smiled: "Are you so unconfident? I don't think you are playing gun games with Brother Chen and the others all day long?"

He said this lightly, but the meaning is obvious, that is to tell Su Heting that he is watching them all the time, and no one should try to play tricks under his nose.

Su Heting didn't seem to hear the warning, he pushed the gun towards Cyclops, and said, "Then you replace it with Brother Chen's gun."

One-eyed put out the cigarette and took the gun. There was poison in his eyes that could only be opened, and there was an evil look in his eyes at any time. He loaded the magazine, reloaded it, then lifted it up, pointing the muzzle between Su Heting's eyebrows.

He said, "Who the **** are you ordering?"

Su Heting looked at the black muzzle of the gun, with no expression of fear on his face. In the past three years, he has been pointed at by guns almost every day. But he knew better than anyone that One Eye would not kill him, at least not now.

One-eyed said: "What's wrong with you betting, betting with someone to make a gun. Why, do you want to change careers?"

Su Heting held his chin, laughed, and said, "Can I be a bodyguard? Unlocking it is quite boring."

His movements were exactly the same as Old Su's, but more innocent, as if every sentence came from the heart, as if he was so slow in reacting and couldn't understand the one-eyed threat.

One-eyed stared at Su Heting for a long time, then suddenly put down the gun, and cursed: "Mindless! Talking to you is exhausting. It's eight o'clock, get out!"

Su Heting stood up with the gun in his hand, while One Eye buried himself in the bill again. Su Heting was condescending, his eyes slid from the top of the one-eyed hair to the one-eyed neck full of flesh, and his index finger was tightly pressed against the trigger.

One shot now, and he could kill One-Eyed.

One Eye didn't look up, and asked, "Aren't you leaving?"

The music fountain outside the window was noisy, Su Heting's eyes were hidden in the darkness with his back to the light. In just a second, he put the gun behind his back and said briskly, "Is there a bonus for finishing this job?"

One-eyed said, "Go away."

Without saying a word, Su Heting turned around and left.

One-eyed added afterward: "Brother Chen follows you, if you don't kill anyone with five rounds, Brother Chen will help you solve it."

One-eyed's implication is that Brother Chen will monitor Su Heting, and the target of tonight's mission must die.

Su Heting opened the door to meet Brother Chen. The two of them went downstairs together, and on the way they all greeted Brother Chen. One-eyed's sphere of influence is not small, and he has a gun. This small organization that does some gray business is under his name. Now Brother Chen is his right-hand man, and he goes out with great style.

Brother Chen prides himself on being a capable person, relying on his ability to make a living, and never greets these younger brothers below. Without squinting, he walked all the way to the bridge hole and stopped.

Su Heting saw that it was dark under the bridge hole, and there were several people squatting. Seeing them coming, those people stood up quickly, lit up the old-fashioned lighters, and gave them light.

They shouted: "Brother Chen."

Brother Chen said, "My name is Brother Su."

These few people lined up and shouted obediently: "Brother Su."

Brother Chen turned around, pushed Su Heting, pointed it in, and said, "They will help you, you just shoot."

Su Heting clenched his gun tightly and asked, "Who are you going to kill?"

Brother Chen said: "A black panther."

Su Heting walked to the depths, and there was a person lying there. Several thugs came up and dragged the man up, and with the faint light of the lighter, Su Heting could see the man's face clearly.

The Black Panther special unit is notorious, but the opponent looks very ordinary, so ordinary that he looks like a retired uncle with a black nose and a swollen face.

Su Heting said, "Is this the Black Panther?"

Brother Chen smoked at the back of the station, heard the words happily, and said: "Yes, this is the Black Panther, don't underestimate this uncle, he sneaked here single-handedly, and has been lying around us for two or three years, stealing a lot of information .”

Su Heting squatted down and asked, "What does he want to do?"

Brother Chen's smoke was on and off, and he said impatiently: "If you want to make trouble, the boss is also a figure on the Black Panther task board. You shoot now and kill him."

At this time, Uncle Black Panther woke up. He gasped a few times in his throat, spat out blood, and said, "One-eyed dares to do what he doesn't dare to do, if he has the guts, he will kill me himself."

Su Heting said with a cold expression, "The boss is very busy."

The uncle said: "He is afraid that I will see his face."

Although Cyclops always ran off the line, the official photos he left for him only had a blurred side face with his signature eye patch on it.

Su Heting said: "Hello."

The uncle focused his attention, heard his young voice, and said: "One-eyed, why the **** is a child called to do something?"

Brother Chen said: "Don't talk nonsense with him, shoot!"

The uncle said: "It's useless to kill me. The intelligence has already been sent to the light track area. One-eyed has been hiding here for several years. Wait three—"

Su Heting turned the pistol and smashed the uncle's face with the **** of the gun, interrupting the uncle's words. The uncle collided with his tongue, spat a few mouthfuls of blood, and wanted to scold Cyclops, but Su Heting had already stood up, kicked the uncle over, and kicked him hard.

The young man looked gloomy and asked, "Is it embarrassing to be a black panther?"

He struck so hard that the uncle knelt down on the ground, coughed against his forehead, and vomited out all the acid in his stomach.

Su Heting lifted the uncle's hair and said, "Apologize to my boss."

The uncle said, "Let you go—"

Su Heting pushed his head into the water with his backhand, a trick he learned from Cyclops. The uncle's arms were tied to death, and when he was struggling, he choked on the river water between his mouth and nose, but Su Heting didn't have the slightest intention to get him up.

The water splashed onto Su Heting's white T, and he said again: "Hey, apologize to my boss."

The uncle said: "Go to you... Cough, cough! Fuck..."

Su Heting ignored it, the uncle's struggle gradually weakened, and he suddenly stopped moving. With a strong hand, he threw the uncle into the water, and then fired two shots.

Red floated on the water.

Su Heting stood up, turned around, and prepared to speak. Unexpectedly, Brother Chen picked up the rifle he was carrying and hit Su Heting **** the head.

Hold!

Su Heting bumped against the wall, his nose felt hot and his nose bleeds. Brother Chen pressed the **** of his gun against his neck, which made it difficult for him to breathe.

Brother Chen said: "This uncle was able to hide from us for so long because someone covered him up. Do you know who it is? Xiao Su."

Su Heting wiped two nosebleeds with his fingers, and said softly, "None of my business."

Brother Chen threw the cigarette under his feet and said, "There are so many of us, but the boss just appointed you to kill him, why don't you think about it?"

The river was murmuring, and the uncle's body was floating on it. The street lamp was far away, and Su Heting's teeth were covered with blood. He licked his canine teeth, pulled out a smile, and said, "No, I know, I know."

Brother Chen said: "Don't pretend, it's you. Brat, I'll teach you today. If you want to learn how to be an undercover agent, you have to be ruthless first. If you shot him to death just now, you can still be around the boss for more time." Stay for a few days, but if you are so **** annoying, even ghosts can see that something is wrong!"

Su Heting gasped, and said: "Brother Chen, you are too hasty, with so many people around, how can I let him go? Now let someone drag him out and see if there is a gun on his forehead. If not, you shoot me dead, if so, brother, can you apologize to me?"

The boy looked mocking, as if Brother Chen was a frightened bird. Those eyes hurt Brother Chen's nerves, he turned his head, and said to the thugs: "Drag people up, see clearly—"

Su Heting suddenly got into trouble, and with all his strength, stomped on Brother Chen's abdomen. Brother Chen retreated in pain, and the **** of the gun slipped off Su Heting's neck. But he didn't panic, turned the muzzle of the gun, and faced Su Heting—

Su Heting swung the **** of his pistol and hit Brother Chen on the ear. This is a weak point, usually you have to use a cupped hand to hit it, and the gun stock is more effective, and Brother Chen's eyes are black in an instant.

Brother Chen said, "You want to die!"

He loaded it and raised the gun sharply. However, something unimaginable happened. The moment he raised his gun, Su Heting had already fired.

The stinky brat who has never beaten him in group guns is not only fast, but also steady. The shot was aimed at his forehead, killing him instantly.

It was exactly nine o'clock, and the musical fountain on the square rang loudly, startling a crowd of white pigeons, and Brother Chen fell to the ground.

Su Heting wiped the blood from his nose, and then tore off the pink cat bandage on his forehead. Holding the gun, without hesitation, he raised his hand to point at the running thugs.

He generally doesn't care about winning or losing, but sometimes, he has to win.

"Boom—"

The musical fountain on the square rose higher and higher, winning cheers.