Translator: Exodus Tales
Editor: Exodus Tales
BOOM!!!
The cool background behind Luo Su was the result of the armored car that had exploded into flames. The material the major shareholder’s luxury car had been made of was extremely reliable. Even an exploding grenade had not deformed its frame. Considering the narrow confines of the car and the power of the grenade, the major shareholder had probably not been able to experience the delightful sensation of flames and had probably died in the initial explosion.
Luo Su didn’t turn his head to look at his explosion, thinking that next time, he would need to bring a pack of cigarettes so that he could seem even cooler. But he had less than three seconds to act cool because after walking only a few steps, he had to plunge to the ground. A bullet whizzed overhead, and after determining where the gunshot had come from, he rolled behind a car.
[User has encountered plot character Hertz, triggering the lottery phase. Would you like to pull now?]
Although he didn’t know who Hertz was, anyone who the system had determined to be a plot character was no small fry pretending to be a dragon.
Hertz truly was no small fry. He had been the short leader who had been ardently pursuing Smith this whole time. He had the face of a petty man and a slightly plump figure, but this amiable outer appearance masked a cruel and wicked heart.
Hertz had once served as a consultant for the FBI as a forensic specialist. He specialized in examining corpses and determining from minor clues the psychology of a criminal. It was this reputation that resulted in him being privately hired by the wealthy and powerful to handle unseemly matters that couldn’t be allowed to see the light of day.
Just like Luo Su, Hertz had been born with a talent to analyze a person’s thoughts shortly after meeting them through their language and movements. He could predict what they were thinking and what they would do next.
With this talent, he was able to smoothly work with many different parties and prosper.
“Wow, I didn’t think that there was someone besides Smith who was so good with a gun. Tell me, where are that woman and the baby?” Hertz hid in the shrubs. After seeing Luo Su’s strange marksmanship, he had no plans to deliver himself to death’s doorstep.
“Your boss is dead, so what’s the point in continuing this?”
As Luo Su spoke, he opened up the system menu and began his beloved lottery phase, obtaining an Item Card.
[Item Card: Hertz’s Fingerprint Handgun (Can only be fired after Hertz’s fingerprint has been verified. Can avoid misfires, lower the crime rate, and there’s no need to fear an enemy picking it up. A loyal and principled handgun)]
Luo Su: “…”
The hell was this! You got me excited for nothing!
While Luo Su was pulling prizes, Hertz was beginning to use words to pressure him, “Heh, you don’t think I was only working for Hammerson, do you?
“Many people have retained my services, and Hammerson’s death won’t affect me much. Now that we’re talking about it, I have to thank you. Because Smith killed that senator, I’ve signed another major contract. I just need to kill all of you to say goodbye to my past.”
Although Hertz sounded smug and satisfied, Luo Su could hear his immense reluctance. As he imagined the face of his foe gnashing his teeth, he couldn’t help but scoff, “After all that talk, you’re still just a job hunter! How pitiful!”
“Enough nonsense! Tell me…”
Hertz, hiding behind a tree, scoffed at Luo Su’s words. But to his surprise, he realized that there was a handgun pushed up against his temple. It was from Smith.
“The hell!”
Hertz speechlessly stared at the military canine at Smith’s feet. If he recalled correctly, this was the dog he had brought to hunt down Smith. It was now obediently sitting next to Smith, even wagging its tail. When it sensed Hertz’s angry glare, it snarled and bared its teeth.
“I like dogs. They’re man’s best friend, right?”
“Dogshit! Damn you and your friend!”
Bang!
Smith pulled the trigger and blew open Hertz’s head. Luo Su came out from behind the car, saw the dog, and couldn’t help but roll his eyes.
“Smith, you’re two minutes late!”
As Smith holstered the gun, he replied, “No, I came at just the right time.”
…
Two days later, in a small town in North Carolina, Smith decided to leave the underworld. He and Quintana would change names and start a farm here to peacefully live out the rest of their lives.
The two had decided to get married in a little while, and the baby would naturally become their first child.
It was a perfect ending. Smith and Quintana were very happy with their new home, but Luo Su wasn’t. He had been the one to front the money for this piece of land.
Even though the ATM card with 500000 USD was unregistered and could not be claimed as lost, nor could money be withdrawn from it, it could still be swiped. Even though Luo Su didn’t have much use for it, after swiping it, he felt aggrieved for the rest of the afternoon.
Smith, after taking care of all his problems, began to focus on teaching Luo Su everything he knew. He regarded Luo Su as a good friend, one of those you had for life, and he did his best to teach him.
The fastest way to learn was through practical training, and theoretical learning was no match for actually messing around with the knife and gun. In this aspect, Smith was in total agreement with Cross. He took Luo Su and engaged in mock battles in the forest. He held back at first and intentionally missed, but when he learned about Luo Su’s wondrous talent, he became serious.
This was a max-level character taking out a newbie for grinding, and Luo Su could feel his experience points shooting up. Breakthroughs were most easily achieved at the edge between life and death, and as his mind rapidly turned and his muscles learned how to move, he was able to make Smith taste a little pain once every few days.
Luo Su began to dig up more and more of the memories left behind by the subway police officer, and he was visibly improving. Luo Su had also obtained an extremely sharp sense of shooting from the two one-time skills, ‘100% Accuracy’ and ‘Bullet Time.’ Although he couldn’t completely duplicate those two godlike skills, the system had acknowledged that he had obtained a permanent skill.
[Skill: Handgun Proficiency (Your handgun shooting is excellent)]
Anyone who had experienced those high-level skills would find ‘Handgun Proficiency’ rather ordinary, but Luo Su was heartened by this news. The moment the message from the system appeared, he had realized something.
The system was not an all-powerful golden finger. It was simply the key to transmigrating through the multiverse, and what this key unlocked was limitless resources!
…
A week went by. Once Luo Su had accustomed himself to his new skill, Smith told him that there was nothing else he could teach.
A master could only guide you through the door, but Luo Su had to rely on himself for the rest of the way!
Luo Su didn’t say much about this. That night, the two of them opened a bottle of red wine while Quintana prepared a sumptuous meal. This was a farewell dinner, so the two drank to their heart’s content.
At noon of the next day, Luo Su boarded the Ford pickup truck, turned the key in the ignition, and waved to Smith.
“To tell the truth, although I’ve only known you for a short time, I’d dare to say that you’re the worst assassin I’ve ever seen. Your talent for this is simply awful!” Smith was excited about his future life, and smiles were more and more often appearing on his tough and steely face. He even chose to tease Luo Su before he left.
Luo Su harrumphed, took the unregistered ATM card from his pocket, and threw it at Smith’s face.
Smith was rather taken aback, and the card dropped to the ground. He frowned and said, “What’s this about? You think spending a little money can change my assessment?”
Luo Su shot Smith an arrogant glance and spoke with the tone of the nouveau riche, “Beggar, there’s still around 300000 dollars in there!”
Smith immediately picked up the ATM card and stuffed it into his pocket. Flashing Luo Su a thumbs-up, he said, “I take back my words. You’re a damn genius!”
The two laughed and fist-bumped each other through the air.
“Right, will you come to my wedding with Quintana?”
“Sorry, I’m probably going to have to pass. I’m still wanted.” Luo Su shrugged his shoulders and sped off in the Ford.
“I was going to say that I didn’t have a best man yet…fine, good luck!”
Only when the pickup truck was gone did Smith finally turn around and go back to his new home. At the door, he saw Quintana with the baby. He embraced them and gave Quintana a kiss on the forehead.
Quintana caressed the face of her beloved, her fingers tracing across his chiseled features. “What’s wrong? Are you in a bad mood?”
“No, not at all…okay, I admit, I’m a little down!”
“Leave it to me. I have a way of getting you happy right away!”
Quintana smiled, her finger slowly sliding down from Smith’s chin to his chest, drawing a little circle before moving down…
“I like this way. I don’t even remember who Luo Su is!”