Chapter 188 Odds of Winning
"It's not a big problem." Lin Nian nodded again to give Mandy confidence.
Isn't this a big problem? Mandy almost thought that her junior brother had suffered from excessive bleeding and was suffering from hysteria. How confident was this? If the shot didn't kill you, then you were thinking about how to kill the other person?
"As long as it's not a 'must hit' in the true sense of the law of cause and effect, I don't have to be afraid." Lin Nian said: "I dodged the first shot, so it's impossible for me to hit her second shot."
If there is no ambush, what if I give you a shot?
It was just a holy judge. He had already seen it once, so Lin Nian no longer took it seriously.
"After a while, if she fights head-on with me, it will end very quickly, and the winner will be decided in about half a second." Lin Nian said.
Mandy looked at the black silk wrapped several centimeters around Lin Nian's waist and nodded silently: "Junior brother, I believe in you."
"I want you not to become my weakness in that half second, so don't act rashly in the next battle." Lin Nian said, "Hide, this is no longer the level for you to intervene."
Mandy gritted her teeth and chose to accept it. Not to mention 'breaking the spell', just a simple 'lock', and the opponent's bullet could kill her. The next battle was indeed not something she could get involved in.
But just when Mandy turned around and was about to hide behind a certain screen, the wooden door behind her was opened. At this time, her whole body tensed up, remembering Lin Nian's 'half-second' prophecy.
Snap.
Half a second passed.
No trigger pull.
No shots were fired.
After hiding behind the screen, Mandy heard Lin Nian suddenly speak from behind:
"Who are you?"
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In Lin Nian's eyes, the person standing in front of the gate on the 30th floor was not the foreign female gunman they had met in the corridor in front of them, but a strange man wearing plain long clothes and heavy makeup, holding a A cherry-colored long knife, with particularly delicate eyebrow corners, like a flower branch that only blooms in March. It is neither bright nor red, but you can still smell the mellow fragrance of April.
Lin Nian didn't know this man, but when he met him, he smelled an extremely dangerous smell from him that he had never seen before.
This is intuition, a mental connection between beasts.
Although the man looked as light as a cup of plain tea and as warm and white as a bouquet of lilies, the cherry-colored long knife seemed to contain thousands of ghosts screaming for injustice.
Before the man could answer Lin Nian's question, there were footsteps again behind him.
This time it was the European woman with dark green eyes who shot and wounded Lin Nian.
Even Lin Nian's heart sank to the bottom at this moment. Even Mandy, who was holding her breath and peeking behind the screen, was as cold as an ice cellar.
There is not one enemy, but two!
Time Zero, Setsuna and the Holy Judge were duel one-on-one. Even with serious injuries, Lin Nian's chance of winning dropped a lot, to about 90% chance.
He is nine, his enemy is one.
Because he avoided the first Holy Judgment.
Known things are not scary, but unknown things are scary. However, now there is another enemy in front of him whose everything is unknown, and the opponent seems to be a companion.
The next game was not a one-on-one match as Lin Nian imagined, but a one-on-two match when he was bleeding heavily and injured.
Sure enough, this assassination was not easy. His heart was so full that he wanted to kill the general and wet the whole table.
In my mind, the winning rate dropped to 70-30.
He is seven, and the two opposite are three.
Sure enough, I still don’t like fighting such an unprepared battle.
Lin Nian's eyes narrowed slightly and he pushed forward the violent blood again in silence. The violent blood he had just controlled recently was almost pushed to the limit. The blood refining technology made the blood that belonged to the dragon clan couldn't help but overwhelm the human body. The suppressed violence spread out more and more uncontrollably.
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Maria, who had almost walked downstairs, strolled over while turning the revolver in her hand. She looked up at the man standing in front of her and was not surprised at all. She smiled like a flower and said, "Why are you showing up at this time?"
"Actually, I arrived earlier than you." The man said, "I just delayed a little time on the roof, so I got a step late."
Maria walked up behind the man and patted him on the shoulder: "Are you trying to steal the credit? You fierce ghosts are quite shrewd. If I didn't use my efforts to injure the target, you would secretly strike first and not prepare the balance afterwards. Did you send it to me?"
A man of fierce ghosts.
Lin Nian's ears trembled slightly and he took another good look at the man in plain clothes. Sure enough, there would be shadows of the fierce ghosts infiltrating this assassination. The king would not feel at ease unless he sent some of his own people.
"No, your employer means to ensure that nothing goes wrong during the period. As long as the person dies, the 20 million US dollars will always be yours." The man spoke very calmly and could not hear any unnecessary emotions, "So Maria Sang can Move the muzzle of the gun away from my back?"
At some point, Maria's revolver was pressed against the man's lower back. She tilted her head and said, "You Japanese are famous for being ungrateful and stabbing in the back. I can't help but guard against it."
The man didn't speak, he was gentle and calm. He made way for Maria, so the two stood side by side again, forming a united front.
"Cooperate? I never cooperate." Maria sighed.
"So I will only give you some necessary help at critical times." The man took a step back consciously, as if he had become a flowery background behind Maria.
"Save it." She tilted her head: "It's just one shot."
With that said, Maria raised the gun in her hand and pointed it at Lin Nian on the tatami. However, at this time, she found that Lin Nian also raised a pistol and pointed it at herself, which surprised her.
"Can you still stand?" Maria glanced at Lin Nian's waist and raised her eyebrows in surprise, "I thought I was wrong before. I didn't expect you could really dodge the bullets of the 'Holy Judge'."
"You are the first one who can hit me with a bullet." Lin Nian said.
"It's interesting." Maria suddenly smiled and put away the revolver, turned to look at the man behind her, "I've changed my mind, Brother Menggui Supervisor, how about you go first?"
"Why, are you afraid that if I avoid the first time, I will be able to avoid the second time?" Lin Nian tilted his head.
"Yes." Maria actually admitted it, smiling and nodding calmly: "So I am going to change my tactics, and I will only be responsible for shooting black guns next time."
How shameless.
Lin Nian sighed, he could see that this guy wasn't joking.
Maria thought that the last time zero was just the remaining strength of Lin Nian after he was paralyzed, but now she discovered that Lin Nian had avoided her own bullet, so she decisively retreated to the second line. She would never do it until she figured out how Lin Nian avoided her Holy Judgment. Fight with it easily.
And she said that she would practice blackmail next, and she really knew how to practice blackmail.
——Seriously, a deadly black gun.
Should I be called a top killer with a mission completion rate of over 90?
Lin Nian's eyes slowly shifted to the man in plain clothes holding a cherry-colored sword. So who would be the main battle next?
Seven and three are opened, one layer is given by the 'Holy Tailor', one layer is given by the instability of the man in plain clothes, and the other layer is brought by some uncertain factors of the "hole card".
The defeat rate on the third floor is quite high.
Lin Nian had a trump card, so he dared to say that there was no pressure to single out the 'Holy Judge' and the battle ended in half a second. However, facing a brand new and unknown enemy, he could not end the battle resolutely.
Intelligence and information are the important factors that check and balance Lin Nian's winning rate.
There are all kinds of strange things like speech spirits. What Lin Nian is most confused about right now is what the speech spirit of the man in plain clothes is. He is afraid that the other party's speech spirit is either 'Jun Yan' or 'Wonderless Land', or something absolutely offensive. Spirit or absolutely defensive spirit.
If it was the former's domain where Jun Yan was hiding at the moment Lin Nian rushed over, the temperature would rise instantly and it would turn Lin Nian into charcoal. If it's the latter, Lin Nian will be faced with a tough nut to crack. No matter how fast he is, it's useless if he can't break the opponent's speech spirit. Even when attacking, the 'Holy Judge' on the side will seize the opportunity. Shoot cold shots.
"Trouble." Lin Nian moved his steps slightly. In the empty strategy department, he and the man in plain clothes looked at each other on the tatami. They only reflected each other in each other's eyes. The man in plain clothes seemed to be thinking too. What? Lin Nian looked at it very seriously.
There seems to be a big problem with this man.
Lin Nian slowly became more cautious in his heart, and when he was about to use his "trunk card", he lowered the odds of winning to 60-40 just to be on the safe side. The man opposite him seemed qualified to increase his chances of losing by one or two levels.