National Breakout: My firearms proficiency is at full level

The golden lion statue crouches majestically, and the noble vase adds elegance.

The exquisite teapot is placed quietly, and the dazzling gem necklace sparkles charmingly under the light.

The target positioning module and the feast sculpture on the far right seem a bit mysterious.

These priceless antiques are neatly arranged from left to right on the mahogany bookcase, forming the most elegant and quiet corner in the room.

There was a solid wooden table in the middle of the room, and a woman in black was sitting quietly in front of the table.

There was a man sitting diagonally opposite the table.

He exudes a unique laziness and unruliness, and the simple dark clothes look particularly free and easy on him.

As the man hooked his finger, the teacup on the table floated up out of thin air and flew towards his palm.

Under the man's control, the objects on the table were lifted up by an invisible force and moved according to his thoughts.

dong dong...

There were two knocks on the door, and a tall man walked in.

A black cloak fluttered in the wind behind him, and the hood drooped slightly, covering most of his face, revealing only his firm chin and dry lips.

"This is a list of recent suspected time travelers."

The man slapped a document on the table and lay down on the sofa next to it.

The woman opened the file, her eyes scanned between the lines, and her brows furrowed.

“Why are they all Western names?”

"It's not easy to find people like us these days."

……

On the top floor of a heavily guarded building, a younger brother is reporting to his boss.

"Boss, things went smoothly. All the businesses of the original Tianluo Gang are now under our control."

"Yes, where's Ronchi?" Eric picked up a cigar, hesitated for a while, and put it back.

"Are you going to recruit him? I think he's quite courageous."

"No. Do you remember the first words he said when we met?" Eric raised the corners of his mouth strangely.

"What?" The younger brother was puzzled and lowered his head.

"He said that we are not the same kind of people." Sitting in the leather office swivel chair, Eric turned his back.

"I understand." The younger brother took a breath and nodded.

The first thing he did as he left the room was to make a phone call.

"Hello." The call was quickly connected.

"He's useless now, just get rid of him."

……

The scene changed and it was the other end of the phone.

The three strong men smiled knowingly and hung up the phone with an affirmative answer.

"Do it!"

At the command given by the leading man, the two younger brothers beside him immediately surrounded them from different paths.

Looking at the hooded boy not far ahead, the sturdy man swung out a sharp butterfly knife with his lowered right hand.

Walking past the bustling crowd, he followed the boy with his pockets full into the alley.

The other party seemed to have discovered that he was following him, overturned the trash can on the side of the road, and immediately ran to the corner.

"Oh no, the target has been found!" The sturdy man spoke into the walkie-talkie on his waist, then he stopped hiding and strode after him.

"It's not suitable to use guns here because there are so many people here. He went to the southwest!"

Three strong men communicated with each other using walkie-talkies at different locations in the alley.

The child in the center is like a nimble mouse, skillfully moving through the intricate intersections.

"stop!"

"Don't run!"

During this time, the strong men met several times, but they could only barely catch up with the roadblock that the boy had overturned and the afterimage that just left the corner.

"You, go this way, you, go that way!" The three strong men met again, and the leading man continued to deploy the action.

"Yes!" The other two nodded, then strode away.

"Hmph, there are a lot of dead ends ahead, be careful and don't get lost."

The enemy had been gradually forced into an area where it was difficult for them to escape, and the leading man was full of confidence.

He played with the butterfly knife in his hand again and rushed towards the target.

"You can't escape!"

The hooded figure was about to escape through an intersection, but found that someone was already guarding the exit in front of him.

As a last resort, the hooded figure turned and ran towards the path on the other side, but found that there was also someone waiting there.

The hooded man thought something was wrong and ran towards the last way, but he bumped into a burly man at the corner.

Seeing no way to retreat, the hooded figure continued to back away from the dead end.

"Where else do you want to go, young man?"

The man was playing with a butterfly knife and grinning with smugness. The men from the other two roads were also getting closer.

"You are a very good runner. If we weren't careful, you would have almost escaped."

The man kept getting closer, and everyone thought the boy would start to argue, but unexpectedly, he was counting down silently.

"3...2...1..."

"Huh?" The sturdy man noticed something was wrong and pulled open the boy's hood, only to find that he was not Luo Enqi!

"What?" The two people who came over from the side were also confused. They were actually fooled!

"Hahaha, I win. You didn't catch me within the stipulated time. I am now the leader of the boy band here!"

The hooded boy jumped up and down, extremely happy.

"Damn it, he tricked us!" The burly man in the lead put away his butterfly knife and signaled the three men to call it a day.

"Fuck!" Another strong man also punched the wall.

……

Moving your eyes to the left, on the other side of the wall is a boy dressed as a businessman.

But this wall was not the one that the strong man knocked on, but the coastal city area far away from the alley.

At this moment, the boy was leaning against the white wall, staring at the distant sea in a daze.

The waves beat tirelessly against the shore, making bursts of low sounds.

The sea water is a deep blue, sparkling in the sunlight.

On the beach, the fine sand leaves a series of deep or shallow footprints. The sea breeze blows gently, bringing a salty taste, gently ruffling the hair.

In the sky, a group of seagulls are flying freely. Their wings are as white as snow, stretching and dancing between the blue sky and the blue sea. Sometimes they hover at low altitude, sometimes they soar into the sky, their postures are light and agile.

Watching the seagulls flying by the sea, Zhang Qi's memories flooded into his mind like a tide.

Those stories that were once related to this sea are constantly playing in my mind like a movie.

Now, Zhang Qi was left alone facing this coast, and a faint sadness welled up in his heart. It was the nostalgia for the past time and the attachment to the good old days, just like the figure of the gradually receding seagull, blurred but unforgettable.

click-

A subtle sound of stepping on branches was heard, and was caught by the sharp-eyed Zhang Qi.

He was about to leave, but found that the other party had appeared from the direction he was running from.

The man was tall, his face covered by a wide hood, and he was wearing a wide cloak as black as ink that fluttered gently in the wind.

Zhang Qi could feel the dangerous aura emanating from him. His strong and muscular body was faintly visible under his cloak, and each muscle contained explosive power.

He walked towards Zhang Qi step by step, his steps steady and powerful, without any unnecessary movements, as if he knew everything around him.

Zhang Qi knew he couldn't escape, so he reached into his pocket, ready to fight to the death.

But the other party's words broke the tense atmosphere.

"Brother, would you like to join us?"