Chapter 55 Breaking Free from Bondage
Chapter 56: Breaking Free

"Are you looking for me, Sister Margaret?" When I arrived at the cafe, I found her sitting in the middle of the table.

"Well, you should prepare to go on a mission with me today. To assassinate a wealthy businessman." In fact, Margaret didn't communicate with me too much. She only briefly explained the mission to me every time. But every time she explained it, I could always see a hint of hostility in her eyes. It made me feel very uncomfortable.

"Hmm? If I want to assassinate a wealthy businessman, I can do it by myself. No need to bother you, Sister Margaret." I smiled slightly. Just kidding, if I let her accompany me on an assassination, my risk factor would increase by at least three levels.

"Humph. If I tell you to come with me, then come with me. Why are you talking so much nonsense? Go get your equipment now. We'll meet at the entrance of the base in ten minutes." Compared to before, Margaret seemed to be in a bad mood today. Could this be a sign of what was going to happen?

"Yes. I understand." I answered respectfully without further rebuttal, and went to the equipment warehouse to get a sniper rifle with the longest range. If the wind is not strong, it should be able to accurately hit a place 1000 yards away. I went back to the room with the gun. After telling Jingliu that I would not be back tonight, I walked to the parking lot of the base.

"Get in the car." Margaret handed me the keys to her Ferrari and asked me to drive. I didn't say anything more. I started the car and drove towards the destination.

"IceWine, if I remember correctly, you will become a gold medalist in five more missions, right?" Margaret said with a joking smile in the car.

"Really? I didn't pay much attention to it. I have to thank Sister Margaret for her cultivation of me." I answered while driving.

"Hmph. Nice talk, but don't worry, after this mission, you will be free soon." Margaret stopped looking at me and started checking her pistol.

I frowned slightly when I heard her words. There are still five missions left, but she said that I would be free after this mission? Explanation for freedom. In the organization, it means death. And she was still checking her pistol. Is she planning to take action today? I relaxed my brows without leaving any trace, but I didn't dare to relax at all in my heart.

Soon, the car was 1500 yards away from the target. According to Margaret's request, she asked me to snipe at about 700 yards. Although I was confident that I could snipe successfully at 1000 yards, in order to conceal my ability, I had to listen to her. Holding the sniper rifle, I aimed at the target.

"Wind direction, level 12 from west to east, temperature 27℃, relative humidity 700%, distance 362.7 yards, adjusted trajectory f." Margaret said to me slowly holding the telescope.

After I felt that the data she said was similar to what I thought, I started to aim at the target. After I locked the fat man, I signaled to Margaret that it was okay. Margaret stood up after hearing what I said. She patted my back and signaled that I could shoot.

I was a little suspicious of Margaret's actions. Why did she stand up? Ignoring her movements, I had to kill the target as quickly as possible and then turn around to face Margaret. She would most likely attack me after the target was killed. Be prepared. I quietly aimed my crosshairs at the target's forehead.

boom!boom!
Two gunshots. The first was from my sniper rifle, and the second was from the Margaret pistol. The moment I pulled the trigger, a huge impact surged into my back.

Puff! I spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground in pain.

"Tsk, is it impossible to defend against?" I had originally thought of turning around immediately after firing the gun. I didn't expect that she could actually sense the timing of my shooting and shoot with me, which would not only complete the mission, but also successfully kill me. That bastard woman is worthy of being the darkest gold medal!
The bullet from her pistol penetrated my back and hit my left chest. I turned over in pain and looked at her coldly, looking at her face that was ferocious because of excitement.

"Ah, he didn't die instantly even after his heart was pierced. You are worthy of being called the Ice Devil." Margaret looked at me jokingly.

"Ahem... you... you bastard." I gasped in pain. I kept coughing up blood. The bullet had injured my trachea. If I didn't get treatment within two hours, the blood would probably go into my lungs, damaging the alveoli and causing them to stop working. This would put me in great danger.

"Hmph. Even if you don't die now, you won't last more than two minutes. You little brat, will I let you live? I've kept you by my side because you're pretty strong. Now you're about to become a gold medalist. How could I possibly give you this chance? You're so close to that woman Vermouth, if I let you become a gold medalist, how can I still stay in the organization?" Margaret looked at me with a ferocious expression. Then she smiled at me as if she was looking at trash.

"Hmph. You're going to die anyway, little brat. Let me hear your last words." Margaret pointed the gun at my head. But her hands were shaking slightly. Was it because of excitement?

"Hmph... Anyway... I'm going to die... cough cough..." I said weakly. "Don't hit... my face. Make me die... cough cough... look better..." I said coldly.

"Hehe, hehe, hehe... Hahahahaha." Margaret laughed crazily. "I didn't expect you, a dead kid, would care about your face before you die. Haha, okay! I'll grant your wish!" As she said that, Margaret pointed the gun at my heart again. She fired three shots from the front. Blood spurted out instantly, dyeing the ground red.

With Margaret's cold laugh, I fell heavily to the ground. Margaret left without looking back, driving her Ferrari and disappearing on the night road.

As the car drove away, the night gradually returned to tranquility. On a small hill not far from the road, a black-haired young man lay motionless in a pool of blood.

In an instant, with the cry of a nightingale, the boy's deep pupils like amethyst suddenly opened.

"Haha. Marg...Rit...you will be able to meet the god of death soon!"

————The scent of orchids, the scent of lavender, the scent of home & the wings of angels, the wings of demons, the wings of guardians————

"What?! You said to freeze him..." In the cafe of the base, Vermouth looked at Margaret who had a playful look on her face and shouted loudly.

"Ah la, ah la. Don't be so loud, Vermouth." Margaret picked her ears disdainfully. "I'm not deaf, why are you shouting so loudly?"

"Margaret. What's wrong with Bing?" Vermouth stared at her coldly.

"What else can I do? I'm dead."

"You killed him!"

"Ah, don't say that. That kid was shot dead just to cover my retreat. It has nothing to do with me." Margaret smiled at the angry Vermouth. "Haha. Your kid is really good. He left himself as bait to cover my retreat. But he was unfortunately shot several times. He definitely won't survive. As a survivor, I guess I have to visit his grave every year in the future. Hahahahaha." Looking at the furious Vermouth, Margaret laughed even crazier.

"Margaret! You bastard!" Vermouth crushed the cup in front of her, and the murderous aura instantly enveloped the entire cafe. Vermouth was very angry and even wanted to shoot the arrogant woman in front of her, but she couldn't do that because of the constraints of the organization.

"Ala, don't be so angry, Vermouth. I'm going to ask you for someone else next time. Haha, I heard that the Angel of Annihilation was brought up by that kid himself. Get ready, the next person I'm going to ask for is her. Hahahahaha."

Vermouth looked at her coldly, her fists clenched tightly. Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something and asked hurriedly.

"Hey. Margaret. Although you killed Bing, I want to ask you, how did you kill her."

"Huh? Haha. It's okay to tell you. He was shot four times in the heart. He died hard. But it wasn't me who did it. Hahahahahaha."

"Are you saying that Bing was hit in the heart by you?" Vermouth suddenly laughed.

"Hey, Vermouth. Are you okay? He was shot in the heart. Why are you laughing?" Margaret looked at Vermouth in confusion. "Did his death drive you crazy? Hahahahaha."

"Humph. If you hit his heart, he wouldn't die so easily." Vermouth laughed coldly. "Hmm? What do you mean?" Margaret suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Creak. The door of the cafe rang.

"What do you mean?" Vermouth sneered.

Tap. Tap. Tap. The sound of heavy footsteps.

"If he means anything, you should ask him yourself." Vermouth laughed.

Margaret turned her head and saw the person she least wanted to see in her life.

"That's what it means. You're the one who died!"

boom! ! !
The unique explosion sound of the Desert Eagle echoed throughout the cafe. Margaret fell softly in the sound of gunfire with an unbelievable look on her face.

That's right. I'm back. I came back from several kilometers away with a bullet wound to my lung.

After Margaret injured me, she shot me three more times in the chest. All of them were aimed at my heart. But everyone knows that my heart is on the right side, so the three bullets were all stuck in my muscles and did little harm to me. The only fatal one was the shot from behind. I have been coughing up blood from just now until now. And after more than ten minutes of delay, my vision has been blurred due to excessive blood loss. Relying on the emergency hemostatic agent in the necklace, I took out Renault from the necklace. I returned to the base as quickly as possible. The purpose was to kill Margaret. After all, she shot me and betrayed the organization. And I didn't die, so the one who died must be her!
"Bing. Are you okay?" Vermouth supported me as I was about to fall and said with concern. Judging from the amount of blood on my body, the injury this time was serious.

"Sister Bei... go find Jingliu..." After giving the last instruction, I also fainted due to excessive blood loss.

When I woke up again, I was already lying in Jingliu's room. Since Ling moved out, Jingliu turned this place into an operating room according to my request. Every time I came back from an injury, I was treated here, and this time was no exception.

"Ahem..." I frowned and sat up. I looked around. I found that Jingliu was not there. I was the only one lying here. On the operating table next to the bed, four deformed bullets flashed coldly in a large pool of blood. Looking at the needle on my arm connected to the blood bag and the bandages wrapped around my body, I knew that I had crawled out of hell again.

Whoosh... The sound of a door opening.

"Ah, Bing. Lie down quickly." Jingliu, who came in from outside, saw me sitting up and hurriedly stopped me.

"Ah. Jingliu... cough cough cough..." Before I could finish my words, I felt a stuffy and itchy sensation in my chest and I couldn't help coughing.

"Bing, stop talking and lie down to rest." Jingliu pressed me down on the bed again. "Bing, how do you feel?"

"I feel like I have trouble breathing." I frowned. It seems that the injury is really serious this time.

"Of course. Your left lung is severely damaged. I don't know how you managed to survive." Jing Liu frowned. "Bing, no matter what happens in the future, at least from now on, for at least two months, you will have to stay in bed."

"Haha. No need. Ahem." I looked at the clock with some difficulty. "I remember it was around three in the morning when I came back. It's only eight o'clock now. I woke up in just five hours. You don't have to stay that long."

"Hmph. You're saying that because you don't want Shiho to see you in such a state of disgrace." Jingliu looked at me with dissatisfaction.

"Hehe. You found me. Ahem..." I held back my cough and tried to smile. Indeed. If Shiho saw me like this, I wonder what she would think, so I must be in my best condition before she comes back.

"If that's the case, there's no need. Shiho has been sitting here for several hours and just left." Jingliu said to me, holding his forehead with his hand.

"Hey!" I wondered. Is Shiho back?

"Bing... did you really only fall into a coma for five hours?" Jingliu looked at me helplessly. At the same time, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes. "Except for the eight hours today, you have been in a coma for two days."

"What?! Cough cough cough..." I was surprised. I was unconscious for two whole days without feeling anything. "Sister Jingliu, are you kidding? Two days?"

"Okay, Bing. Stop talking." Jingliu looked at me with a worried look on his face. "Have a good rest. You need to rest now. This time when you came back, your lungs were choked with a lot of blood, and the alveoli almost collapsed. Fortunately, the operation was done in time, otherwise I might never see you again." Jingliu's eyes began to mist up.

"Is that so?" I frowned. "Forget it. It's good that everything is fine now." I thought about the situation at that time. Finally, I shook my head.

"Okay, Sister Shizuru. I'm still alive, don't be sad. By the way, Shiho...she didn't say anything, did she?"

"Yes. After Shiho came back yesterday, she asked me for information about you. I came to see you after knowing that you had just passed the critical period. But you didn't wake up, and finally Shiho received a phone call and left in a hurry. I was not here just now because I sent her out." Jingliu rubbed his eyes and took out a bottle of IV from the operating shelf to change it for me.

"Ahem... Does that mean Shiho and I missed each other?"

"Yeah. It's just a few minutes." Shizuru smiled helplessly. "Don't worry. Shiho will come to see you after she finishes her work."

"Work? Did she say what job she had?" I asked hurriedly.

"No. She just said she was participating in an important research project of the organization. It will take her about two weeks to come back." Jingliu said to me while cleaning the table.

"Is that so? Ahem." I lay down again, thinking worriedly. It seems that I still can't stop Shiho from participating in that research. No. This research started a long time ago. And with Shiho's ability, she must participate in it, and I can't stop her even if I want to.

"Hu..." I let out a long breath. The tightness in my chest made me feel uncomfortable again. Now I can only pray that Sister Bei will not bear a grudge against Shiho. Otherwise, I really don't know how to deal with it.

"ice..."

"Ok?"

"From now on... you won't do those dangerous missions anymore, right?" Jingliu looked at me gently.

"Ah. Not anymore." A smile appeared on my lips. "From now on, I am completely free from the bondage of that woman."

(End of this chapter)