Chapter 26 Fighting Monsters
A sleepless night was no big deal for Gin.
He just wanted to kill Hennessy with one shot, while at the same time he helped the other party to deal with the bombing of the base, making sure Hennessy could escape safely.
Gin couldn't even remember why he did something to provoke Hennessy, thus adding irrelevant workload to himself.
But after thinking about it, it must be Hennessy's fault.
The email he sent never received a reply, so Gin no longer suspected that the other party had defected. He waited in the interrogation room, and had already gone through three ways in his mind to torture Hennessy in a way that would make him more painful.
Not dying at this time might not be a good thing for Hennessy.
In fact, their relationship shouldn't be so stiff.
Speaking of ability alone, even Gin, who hates waste, has to admit that Hennessy is definitely one of the best in the organization.
Speaking of qualifications, Hennessy's unique background and the fact that he seemed to have joined the organization 20 or 30 years ago, as well as the legend of immortality like Vermouth, make Gin a junior in front of him.
Gin doesn't talk about qualifications, but that gentleman does.
What really disgusts Gin is the reason why Hennessy joined the organization.
Although he was clearly an untamed monster, he pretended to join the organization in exchange for stopping human experiments, like a living Buddha who would go to hell only if he didn't.
Just thinking about it makes Gin want to vomit.
The meaningless waiting time was a bit boring. Recalling the time when Gin heard the reason from Vermouth, his face became even uglier. He took out his cell phone impatiently and planned to make a call to urge someone.
The door of the interrogation room was opened, and Vodka, who was still eating his burger outside, had a hard time swallowing the chicken, revealing his stupid face with salad dressing on the corners of his mouth.
He looked like he was allergic and wanted to stay three meters away from the person behind him. He said in a rough voice: "Brother, Hennessy is here!"
He looked like he wanted to avoid Hennessy but at the same time he wanted to show off as a member of the Codename Group. Gin wanted to call him an idiot.
The black-haired young man behind Vodka, on the other hand, walked over leisurely, looking around. He didn't look like he was coming to be punished, but rather like he was going home to eat.
But the moment Gin's eyes met those pure and bright golden eyes, his danger intuition made him frantically alert and he dodged a bullet in an instant.
Although Vodka was stupid, he was not slow in action. He immediately pulled out his gun and pointed it at Hennessy. However, there was only air left at the spot and the figure of the black-haired young man disappeared like a ghost.
Gin relied on his intuition from years of life-and-death battles to fire repeatedly at the seemingly empty space, almost chasing after the player who had gone invisible for five seconds after activating his ultimate move, leaving a series of bullet holes on his heels.
His dark green pupils were as cold and icy as a hunting wolf's, and the corners of his mouth were curled up in a sneer.
Vodka had no idea what was going on and didn't even know where to point the gun.
Just when he was confused, he saw the black-haired young man appear behind Gin with great skill, and shot him with a fatal shot almost aimed at his temple, but missed due to Gin's marksmanship.
The bullet grazed his forehead, leaving a streak of blood, passed through his silver hair, and blew off his black top hat.
Gin's pupils shrank with excitement. The feeling of having narrowly escaped death and his hatred for Hennessy made him feel like fuel was poured on a fire.
The players were not as excited as Gin.
Compared to when he was still a newbie and could only inflict a little bit of damage on Gin by scratching him, his panel is now very good.
The basic panel of a level 60 character is average, but the fully-leveled pistol provides high basic attack power, physical damage bonus, and attack power percentage bonus.
After all three skill levels were upgraded from level 1 to level 5, the damage was directly increased by more than 30%.
That is to say, without hitting the weak point, without counting the critical hit, and without taking the opponent's defense into account.
His normal attacks can cause more than 3,000 damage, his skills can cause 7,000 damage, and his ultimate skill can cause nearly 12,000 damage when it detonates the skill mark.
Considering Scotland's 30,000 HP, he doesn't even need to use a set of skills. He can just hit the weak spot to get the damage bonus and send Scotland away.
In the world of science, most of the humanoid monsters are fragile. Even when he was at level nine and holding a level one weapon, he could kill a bunch of monsters. Now he can walk sideways.
Therefore, when players fight Gin, they focus more on observing the skills of the first elite monster or the big world boss that appears.
Gin is worthy of being a card that is almost equal to Paimon. He is different from those monsters. He has high defense, high attack, and maximum dodge, and has no weaknesses in melee or ranged combat.
But they both used the same weapon.
But it doesn't matter, there are only two states for players: alive and waiting to be resurrected.
He never gets tired.
Unlike ordinary players, his strong mental strength and almost instinctive fighting skills allow him to never get tired and even make mistakes.
Unable to help, Vodka could only email the gentleman about the matter, but the gentleman did not give any instructions, perhaps he did not see it.
The two men who fought fiercely didn't care about the lives of the people around them at all and quickly left the interrogation room.
When some of the curious onlookers or those who failed to react were hit by stray bullets, the entire base was quickly cleared out and left the battlefield.
Vodka could only observe the situation secretly through the surveillance with a laptop, and cheered for his big brother with trepidation, while secretly wondering in his heart whether these two were still human.
They had already triggered countless traps hidden in the base, yet they were able to fight and dodge the hail of bullets at the same time.
As time goes by, the impact of high-intensity battles on Gin gradually becomes apparent.
Wounds began to appear on his body, and there were slight flaws in his movements.
Hennessy, however, remained unchanged. When he was focused on the battle, he was completely different from usual. He was calm and rational, like a robot who wouldn't care if his hands and feet were cut off.
Indeed, when Hennessy noticed that Gin's performance was beginning to decline, he became more stable.
Two hours passed, and Vodka's anxious prayers did not bring any improvement.
On the screen, the black-haired young man restrained Gin and put a gun to Gin's forehead, whose face was covered in half-dried blood and whose eyes were sinister.
Pull the trigger very cleanly and neatly.
"Bang--"