Conan Dressed As Gin

If anyone follows the organization from above the neon, there will be a Porsche, Citroen, two Mazdas and a motorcycle going head to head on the highway, you chase me.

The speed of this group of cars was very fast, and they ran unscrupulously on the road, revealing a taste of unrestrainedness.

Shan Heqing liked this feeling very much, and even took him to love the expressway.

The Porsche gradually accelerated, overtook the silver Mazda and ran ahead.

The pointer gradually surpassed one hundred, and it continued to increase. The windows were wide open, and a cool breeze poured into the car. It seems to be able to keep running like this, breaking through the confinement, breaking through the depression.

Shan Heqing felt very happy.

In the past few months, the negative emotions that he had been suppressing in his heart seemed to be completely resolved. Those darkness, those subdued fears! Those who are nervous! All **** off!

If it weren't for maintaining the image of gin, he would want to shout.

- When Shan Xiaoxiao didn't wear it, he was just an ordinary young man who grew flowers.

As soon as he passed through, he became a cold uncle in seconds. Learn to smoke/smoke, drink, drive a car, kill and shoot/shoot tasks. That's enough!

There was a fork in the distance ahead. Shan Heqing glanced left and right, did not stop, and rushed forward.

And a few cars seemed to be negotiated, and the white Mazda and Citroen turned to the left fork. The silver Mazda turned to the right fork on its own. Only motorcycles are still closely following Porsche.

To be honest... Chianti drove the motorcycle so fast and followed so closely that Shan Heqing couldn't help but worry.

Whether she will see De Silva or the hospital first, it's hard to say.

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Before departure, Shan Heqing decided to let everyone act separately and reduce the target. At the next intersection, the white Mazda and Citroen will also be separated.

Their destinations also vary, communicated via wireless microphones worn on their ears.

De Silva and Trinidad both stayed at the Maiye Hotel. So Shan Heqing is ready to join forces with Chianti.

After all, when Chianti is sniping / attacking two people, Trinidad will be helpless, and even the best fighting skills will become useless. But Shan Heqing also brought a sniper/sniper/gun, and his grades were not bad. Two to one, earn money.

Anyway, let Shan Heqing go up to fight Trinidad foolishly from the beginning, Chianti and De Silva head-to-head one-on-one. He should have suspected that he was mentally retarded.

The flight arrived at the airport at 2:50 pm. It takes about 40 minutes to reach the Maiye Hotel in Itabashi District by Shinkansen. The taxi time is about twenty minutes.

It's exactly three o'clock now. Shan Heqing is still a few minutes away from the street not far from the hotel.

There is not much time left for them to prepare!

Shan Heqing and Chianti parked the car on the street near the Maiye Hotel, and with their hidden guitar bags on their backs, boarded the building directly opposite the hotel.

"The height here is just right, GIN." Chianti sat on the edge of the rooftop with satisfaction and looked down, "From here, they can definitely be caught off guard!"

Shan Heqing has not yet fully grasped the experience of sniping. After Chianti, the sniper/sniper, spoke, he shouldn't have interrupted, but he felt a looming uncomfortable feeling in his heart, as if he was stuck in his throat.

"Look again." His face became cold, and he looked at the nearby buildings.

Chianti still listened to Jinjiu's words in the command, so he didn't say anything, looking left and right to continue to find the sniper/shooting location.

"How about the top floor of the Yaba Building? It's about thirty meters higher than here."

The place Chianti is pointing at is oblique, and it can be very good to snipe at the door of the Maiye Hotel and the window of the two-person room, which is the second best sniper location.

But this is still not what Shan Heqing wants. He frowned and said nothing.

"It's only farther... the skyscraper directly opposite the Mai Ye Hotel is suitable. But it is estimated that it is more than 600 yards, and I can't hit it with one hit." Chianti estimated the distance.

Shan Heqing looked at the building—it was the third best sniping/shooting location, and the angles of other buildings were not very suitable.

But Shan Heqing still felt an unbearable sense of crisis in his heart. He remained silent with a cold face.

Chianti rubbed his hair irritably: "GIN, what are you thinking?"

"Shut up." Shan Heqing was air-conditioned. He can't think clearly now, and is very irritable.

Chianti was silent. Carrying a gun, he started to walk around on the rooftop, his eyes widened and trembling, he looked impatient and unbearable, and he couldn't control his madness.

The author has something to say: thanks to the little angel "author your dazzling mai" mine.

Thanks to the little angel "Forgetting Books" for the mines.

Thanks to the little angel "Slaughter Sheng" for the mines.

Thanks to the little angel "Han Ya" for the mine.

Thanks to the little angel's "meow with low emotional intelligence" for the mine.

Thanks to the little angel "zr" for the two mines.

qwq The little angels moved me so much... There is no return for half a month, only to work harder to write well!