米国, NYC.

In the middle of the night, the clock tower's hour hand points to twelve, and midnight bells ring in the city.

Above the clock tower, there was darkness all around.

The "crackling" sound of raindrops hitting the glass can be faintly heard.

"Ding!"

Scratching the lid of the lighter, Emily reached out and lit the cigarette in her hand, taking a deep breath.

In the light of the fire, you can faintly see the colorful flower arm tattoos on her bare arms like poisonous snakes.

The sparks spread, thick smoke spit out of her mouth, and her hands trembled slightly subconsciously.

The scene seems similar. The grief and despair in her heart at this moment is the same as when she left her brother five years ago.

It was raining like this that day, and they were at the bus stop.

At that moment, how she wanted to shout at the driver to stop, and even more so to slap the window hard to get her brother's attention, and wanted to jump out of the car and run to him.

I want to tear apart all the barriers between him and myself.

She thought about her breathlessness, her eyes were red, her whole body trembled, and she was moved to tears in her intense imagination.

And the fact is that she sat motionless and quietly, quietly passing by her brother, watching him get farther and farther behind him, less and less clear.

After that, there is a path of no return, and this path is her own choice, and there is no way back.

At this time, there was the sound of footsteps in the darkness, and as the sound became clearer and clearer, a figure slowly emerged, and the surrounding street lights gradually lit up.

A man with a beard came from afar, holding a document bag in his hand, a pair of headphones on his head, and his footsteps seemed to follow the rhythm of the music.

Seeing this person appear, Emily's eyes showed a trace of sorrow, and she earnestly hoped that he would not come any closer.

But she had no choice, and that was her mission.

Because he's a killer!

And the man below is her teacher, a former ace killer who retired prematurely and now lives a stable life. It was he who taught Emily all kinds of killing techniques that made her grow to where she is now.

They used to be teachers and friends, but ......

Emily slowly lowered her forehead and pressed her cheek against the cold butt of her gun, her eyes shining through the scope to the man below.

Actually, with her skills, she didn't need to aim at all, but this was her last goodbye to this mentor.

"Bang!"

The bullet swirled out from the barrel of the gun, hitting the forehead of the man below with great precision, bringing up a cloud of blood mist.

Due to the installation of a silencer, the sound was small and did not alarm anyone.

Emily's lips twitched as she glanced through the scope again at the fallen man, then pulled her phone out of her pocket and dialed a number.

"Toot ~ Toot ~ Toot ~"

After three rings, the phone was picked up, but no sound came.

"Mission accomplished, target kill!"

"Black Lily, well done......"

Emily hung up the phone before she could finish speaking, then picked up the "Black Lily's Kiss", placed it on the ground, and began to quickly disassemble it.

In less than 2 minutes, the intricately constructed sniper rifle was dismantled into parts and loaded into a cello case.

With all this done, she quickly got up and quickly climbed down the wall bulge outside the tower with her cello case on her back.

The figure quickly sank into the darkness.

At the end of this order, Emily gets another month off, but she is very confused.

She didn't know where to go, and she didn't know what her future would hold.

Was she shot by a latecomer like her mentor? Or was he caught on a mission? Or die in some dark corner.

It seemed that her thoughts about the future were forever linked to death, and a wry smile appeared on Emily's lips.

Because she's a killer!

As she was walking, she suddenly felt that something was wrong, and her keen insight made her feel that someone was watching in the dark.

She immediately picked up her pace and began to run.

"Bang!"

Shots rang out, and Emily leaped forward decisively.

The shot was accurate, but Emily's reaction was quick enough to avoid the fatal wound, but she was hit in the calf and blasted out of a wound the size of a goose egg.

Knowing that there was a killer in the shadows, Emily decisively threw the cello case in front of her, shrinking her body behind her.

She judged the location of the killer from the direction from which the bullet came, so her actions immediately made the assassin lose his target.

Silent stalemate.

Except for the sound of the rain crashing on the ground, there was silence all around.

As time passed, and when the streetlights were dimmed because there was no sound, Emily knew her chance had come.

She decisively opened the cello case from the side and began to quickly assemble her own sniper rifle.

"Bang!" The gunshots rang out again, but this time not at Emily, but at the pillars under the streetlights.

The sound of bullets and metal striking suddenly woke up the surrounding street lights again.

This time, the assassin clearly saw Emily assembling a sniper rifle through the eyepiece, a hideous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the muzzle of the gun was immediately turned to aim at Emily.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Gunshots rang out at the same time, and the two bullets collided in the air, disintegrating into metal fragments and shooting in all directions.

"Huh?" The killer who saw this scene was immediately frightened.

It's a coincidence, right?

The frightened killer suddenly thought of many legendary assassination stories about the woman known as the "Black Lily".

He immediately aimed at Emily again, and was about to pull the trigger when a bullet appeared in the sniper scope and quickly zoomed in, and everything went dark.

One is in the light and the other is in the dark, but Emily still shoots this killer easily, which is her technique, and the reason why she has become an unsurpassed sniper god "Black Lily" in the killer world.

After killing the killer, Black Lily tore up her own clothes, quickly bandaged her calf, which was still bleeding profusely, and then got up and ran forward with gritted teeth and jumped.

After advancing a distance of about 100 meters, Emily suddenly stopped, because the wound on her calf was bleeding too much, and her physical strength was rapidly declining, and she could not continue to run at all.

At that moment, her phone rang.

Emily pulled her phone out of her coat pocket and threw it down the drain next to her.

Because she knew that the assassination was obviously premeditated, and the only one who knew her assassination and the route of retreat was the organization.

Taking a deep breath, Emily was about to move on, when she suddenly noticed a "clinic" sign hanging on the building ten meters away.

She glanced at her calf, which was oozing blood, and although there was a risk of exposure, she didn't care, and immediately dragged her injured right leg in the direction of the clinic.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

At the sound of her knocking, the door opened, revealing a man with glasses and curly blue hair.

"You're hurt?" The man glanced at Emily, surprised by her stunning appearance, and noticed her right leg, which was still oozing blood.

Emily nodded, leaning weakly against the doorframe.

Seeing this, the man hurriedly helped Emily into the house and closed the door at the same time.

……

"Hey, you're a gunshot wound!"

Looking at the man who was treating his wounds, Emily's eyes grew cold.

"You...... Don't worry, I won't say it. The man hurriedly reassured, and then his expression became a little worried: "But your leg should be useless......"

"I know, take care of the wound, help me stop the bleeding and I'll leave!"

"Will it hurt, do you need to play a game?" As he spoke, the man gestured to the virtual helmet placed on the table.

"No, you don't!" Emily replied coldly.

"I think you'd better play a game, your leg has a hole the size of an egg that needs to be filled with some ......"

"I said no!" Emily snapped refused.

She is a killer, so she is very vigilant, playing games at this time, then her own safety is not in her own hands, and she does not trust the man in front of her, so she refuses this request.

After half an hour of bandaging, the man finally finished bandaging Emily's leg wound, and Emily immediately got up and prepared to leave.

"Your leg has just been treated, don't put on the force, or the wound will open again!"

Emily didn't answer, and turned and walked towards the door.

It's dangerous to stay here now, and her sniper rifle is also out and must leave as soon as possible.

When I came to the door, I was about to open the door, when a siren suddenly sounded outside the house.

Emily's face sank, and she turned her head to look at the male doctor, and then walked quickly towards the back room.

"Don't worry, I won't say anything!" Again, the male doctor reassured.

After Emily entered the back room, the male doctor hurriedly came to the door and pressed the clean button on the wall.

Suddenly, the cleaning robot outside the house was activated, and the blood stains outside the house were quickly cleaned up.

A moment later, there was a knock on the door, and the male doctor pretended to be calm and stepped forward to open the door, but in fact, his heart was pounding.

The door opened, and there was a middle-aged man standing outside, slightly obese, but his expression was very serious:

"Dr. Hale, did you hear the gunshots just now? Or have you ever seen a stranger? ”

"What? Gunshot? Did something happen? Haier's face showed a hint of surprise.

"Alright, it's okay, have a nice evening!" The police officer outside said immediately, but did not enter the house to check, because he still had several residents who did not ask.

After closing the door again, Haile hurriedly turned back to the inner room, and immediately found Erimi holding a dagger behind the door.

"They're gone!" Haier looked helpless.

In fact, he didn't know why he took such good care of Emily, if he had to find a reason, it was because she was so good-looking.

Well, it's this natural ability that was set at birth.

"Thank you!" Alimi sighed in relief and thanked.

"You're welcome, my name is Haier, what's your name?" Haile grinned and raised his right hand.

However, Emily ignored it, and moved to the sofa outside the room and sat down, her brows tightly furrowed.

Haier, who was slightly embarrassed, hurriedly followed, looked at Alimi and spoke again:

"There's a lot of police going around outside, and I think you'll have to stay here tonight."

Emily did not answer, and remained silent.

"Does it hurt? Do I need to play a game? Now that a good game has just come out, you won't feel any pain from the outside world when you enter the game. ”

Still no response.

Facing Emily, who is always silent and extremely cold, Haier, who wants to talk to her, is suddenly depressed.

"Give me a virtual helmet!" At this point, Alimi spoke.

"Good!" Hearing the answer, Haile smiled on his face, and then picked up the virtual helmet on the table and handed it to Emily.

"I'll help you connect to the computer, remember to choose the "Battle Online", this game is the most anticipated fully realistic game today."

Alimi ignored Haier's words and put on the virtual helmet, and the interface suddenly appeared.

Apparently Dr. Haier is a game maniac, and the virtual interface is full of game icons, as well as some unspeakable special game software.

Glancing at the icon, Eremi's eyes were fixed on the battle line.

In fact, she doesn't care what game she plays, since Haier recommends it so, let's try it.

So, she pressed the game icon for Conquest Online.

It can be said that it was completely by chance that a generation of sniper gods "Black Lily" embarked on the road of hunting gods in the future.