"Take it easy!"
Vivian sat on the bed, covered with bruises. Besides her is her friend Gemma, who is applying medicine to the wound. At that time, if it wasn't for Gemma to lead people to save her. Maybe she's lost her life by now.
"Still afraid of pain?" Gemma gritted his teeth and said, "Where's that fiery spirit just now?"
"Stop talking nonsense. The next time I see you, I will definitely kill him." Vivian clenched his fists, looking unwilling.
In the more than ten years she has been an assassin so far, this is the first mission to fail. It also hurt her the most. She will not overlook Andrew. She definitely took his life.
"Stop talking nonsense. Think about how to talk to the Mr.Dalziel this time." Gemma has a kind heart to remind us.
In this organization, each person only has one opportunity to complete the assigned task. If it fails, there is a high chance that it will have to exchange its life.
"He gave me two months to complete the mission. There's no rush."
From the moment he received this quest, Vivian knew its difficulty was not low. Therefore, today's session is considered to be to find out the opponent first, and then it is not too late to take action later.
"Being attacked once, he will definitely take precautions." Gemma said: "What are your thoughts?"
Vivian lay down on the bed, arms crossed over her forehead as if thinking. Then she suddenly sat up and said:
"Isn't his JK about to recruit new people? We can sneak in there."
"This action is very dangerous. It's like you put a g*n to your head." Gemma seemed hesitant.
" Because my brother, even if I die, I have to do it."
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Two days later, Gemma and Vivian went to the recruitment meeting together. Two excellent people entered the training round. During the whole process, Vivian did not see any trace of Andrew. Perhaps he will appear in the final round to choose the best person.
"Hey, you say, what kind of challenge do they have for us?" Standing in the dark space of the organization, Gemma could hardly hide his excitement.
"What else is there other than a physical challenge?" Vivian joined the organization at the age of eight. She was too familiar with the fighting games and the cruel tricks of the people living this life.
"Attention all, we're going to have three rounds. First is aiming, then stamina, and lastly, the test of ruthlessness. " Someone posted about the recruitment rules. He kept talking like a machine, regardless of whether other people understood or not.
Contrary to the panic and anxiety of everyone around him, Vivian is quite calm. Her eyes looked at the large shooting field in front of her, and she secretly smiled. These trifles were her forte. She didn't have to worry even if she competed.
All participants were given a large AK-47 and then took turns firing. Those who excelled at hitting three bullets stayed behind, while the rest had to leave immediately. Round two plays out the same way as the previous round.
In the third round, Vivian was grouped with two other people. They have to work together to find the given object, but only the person who can keep it can stay. The object has been found, and now Vivian's group is fighting over it.
While the other two were fighting, Vivian bluntly kicked, causing both of them to fall. She took that thing and ran away.
"You're breaking the rules by doing that." When Vivian returned, the person who was instructing him earlier spoke up to remind him.
"This is a test of ruthlessness, not dignity. Whoever is more ruthless wins." Vivian pushed her silver hair aside and said coldly.
Seeing her say that, he also nodded as if he knew. Her words are absolutely right. In this struggle, no one cares what you use, they only care about the end result.
Vivian returned to his position for a while, then Gemma also returned. She clung to her body, her head lowered to the ground, breathing hard breaths.
"I'm really tired." Gemma said.
"Where is your strength? Why so tired?" Vivian deliberately said bullshit. Normally, Gemma's strength is very strong, and it can make her very tired, proving that today's competitors are not easy to deal with.
Before Gemma had time to answer, he was interrupted by the organization's people: "The final result is here. Everyone listen carefully."
"Andela, Vivian, Gemma, ... successfully joined the organization."
The others jumped for joy, but only Vivian stood there calmly shrugging his shoulders. This result was no different from her prediction. Or rather, she was very confident in herself.
"Have you been trained before?" The announcer just now suddenly appeared in front of Vivian, he asked in a low voice.
"Do not have it." Vivian replied.
"Do you not have?"The person said, "So you mean these achievements are all natural?"
"That's what I learned by myself." Vivian was trained from a young age, but she did not tell the truth to him. If he let him know, he would doubt her identity.
"Okay, all of you follow me." Saying this, the instructor turned and walked away.
The group was led into the secret room, where Andrew was sitting. His eyes looked at the group of people, and finally stopped on Vivian's face. His lips curled into a cold smile.
"Bring her in here." Andrew pointed at Vivian, then gestured for the group to take her in.
Vivian's eyes were covered. Two tall men rudely dragged her into a large room, then closed the door. When the eyes had adapted to the darkness and looked at the object in front again, Vivian's face immediately turned pale.
Does Andrew want to take her life?