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Chapter 23: Self-paid overtime, scab behavior

On the roof of Aomori's house.

Xu Cheng and Qiu Gongyue stood together, but left a certain distance between each other to prevent the other party from making a sudden attack.

After all, they were still aggrieved by what happened just now, and both felt that they had suffered a loss.

At the same time, both Xu Cheng and Qiu Gongyue were very curious as to why they met each other here.

This is not mission time. Being here is equivalent to working overtime without permission, which is a proper act of scab.

After blowing the cold wind for a while with their own thoughts, Qiu Gongyue took the initiative to speak: "Who asked you to come?"

Xu Cheng's appearance here reminded her of the strange attitude of the landlord today, especially when he told Akimiya Yue not to move out in a hurry, because the Aomori Group might go bankrupt in two days.

Are these words hinting at tonight?

If it's true, what's the relationship between the landlord and this new bastard in front of him?

Employer? Or companion?

Many doubts emerged in Qiu Gongyue's mind, and she had deep doubts about the relationship between the two men.

Xu Cheng was no less doubtful than Qiu Gongyue. Hearing her question, he immediately asked, "Why don't you tell me first, who hired you?"

who is it?

Of course it's Qiu Gongyue herself.

She didn't want to see her stable base taken away by a Yakuza organization, so she chose to work overtime at her own expense.

But you can't say this because it might reveal where she lives.

So she said in the tone of a senior lecturing a junior: "Haven't you learned the Assassin's Code? You can't ask for any information about your employer."

Xu Cheng retorted: "Then you still ask me?"

Qiu Gongyue was fucked into silence.

She realized that she might not be this man's match when it came to speaking skills.

It's better to go ahead and slap his bad mouth.

Xu Cheng vaguely felt that there was some danger, so he quietly moved a distance away. He looked at Qiu Gongyue's face from the corner of his eye, but he was thinking about another woman.

his tenant.

Except for the difference in face and voice, his tenant and the Crescent Killer cannot be said to be exactly the same in terms of body shape or temperament. They can only be said to be completely similar.

And can the face and voice really not change for a mature killer?

Not to mention others, Xu Cheng himself just changed his appearance, even though he was cheating.

Xu Cheng had never suspected that Qiu Gongyue and Xinyue were related before, but the appearance of Xinyue tonight made him begin to doubt whether there was a relationship between the two.

Having said that, he always thought that Qiu Gongyue was a paid-dating girl, but after all, there was no real proof.

It would be so exciting if she appeared to be a paid-dating girl but was actually a killer.

Xu Cheng silently kept this suspicion in mind and took the initiative to break the silence: "When did you come?"

Qiu Gongyue looked down: "I just arrived."

She had indeed just arrived. As soon as she sneaked into the garden, she met Xu Cheng suddenly appearing in front of her. She thought it was someone from the Aomori Group, so she subconsciously took action.

If Xu Cheng hadn't been gifted with the eagle eye, he might have died before leaving the battlefield, directly at the hands of his teammates.

Xu Cheng looked at the time and said, "We just arrived. Did you come here after a midnight snack?"

Is this your focus?

Qiu Gongyue replied angrily: "I'll eat your head."

Xu Cheng answered the question almost instantly: "Big head or small head?"

Qiu Gongyue: "..."

It's impossible to hide the look in someone's eyes that wants a knife. Qiu Gongyue looked at him like she was looking at a dead person.

Xu Cheng said awkwardly: "You misunderstood, I meant toes or fingers."

Qiu Gongyue continued to stare at him, her eyes full of oppression.

"None of them are correct. Could it be that it's an R-head?"

Xu Cheng touched his chest: "You really still want to bite it back?"

Qiu Gongyue held her forehead with her hands, she really became a Buddha.

Why didn't the sky strike with thunder and kill this bastard?

She took a deep breath and decided to ignore it, otherwise she would continue to pester him endlessly. She changed the subject and said, "What did you just do?"

"Made two people."

Xu Cheng briefly explained his failed actions, and received a cold and contemptuous look from Qiu Gongyue, which was the look of a top student looking at a bad student: "Could it be that your score in the cultural course exam during training was 0 points, or only 1

point?"

When the Death Grant trains killers, it not only teaches them killing skills, cultural courses are also extremely important, and strategy courses are also a must.

This is the base camp of the Aomori Group, which is very sensitive to outsiders. Xu Cheng held a person hostage and wanted to find Aomori Kohei openly. But he thought too much, and the probability of failure was as high as 90%.

Xu Cheng really didn’t expect that there would be an internal cultural examination for the dead. Do you killers also have to take the public examination in the end?

"Shut up, I am neither 0 nor 1."

Xu Cheng retorted: "Don't make it sound easy, just go ahead and do it."

Qiu Gongyue snorted coldly: "Then you have to listen to me."



In the room where the banquet was held, the table was in a mess, and there were traces of spilled alcoholic drinks everywhere on the tatami.

Sakon Tomoe sat here alone, burping from wine, with a blush on his face from drinking too much.

His consciousness was still clear, but he was a little restless because he didn't know what was happening outside.

After the team members left in a hurry, no one came back, and of course they would not come back specifically to inform the members of the Aomori Affairs.

Although we were calling each other brothers at the wine table just now, when we turn around, who still remembers him.

Tomoe Sakon felt vaguely uneasy and had the idea of ​​leaving.

If the Aomori Group really encounters something, he can't help by staying here. After all, he is only a member of the Aomori Affairs Bureau, not a member of the Aomori Group.

If it were normal times, Sakon Tomoe would never leave rashly. Not only would it be dangerous, but it would also leave a bad impression on Aomori Kohei.

But now that he was drunk, his head was a little confused and he couldn't think about too detailed things. He just wanted to leave this potentially dangerous place.

After finding the briefcase thrown aside, Tomo Sakon looked back, stuffed the two unfinished bottles of wine on the table into the bag, and then sneaked out of the room.

The ancestral house in Aomori was too big, and dozens of team members were dispersed to search, leaving too big a gap. Tomo Sakon was lucky enough to pass through the gap without encountering anyone.

Just when he breathed a sigh of relief, a hand reached out from behind and grabbed his shoulder.

Sakon Tomoe froze, then turned around with an apologetic smile.

He thought he had been caught by the members of the Aomori group. Although running away was not a big deal, he still had to apologize in a low voice.

But as soon as he turned around, he found a handsome and strange young man standing behind him, looking at him with a smile like meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign country.

Although the young man was smiling, his cold temperament made his smile look a bit sinister.

Sakon Tomoe was a little confused: "Sir, who are you?"

Xu Cheng smiled happily: "Originally, I just wanted to kill the Aomori group, but I didn't expect you to be here, and you even came to your door to give me money for free. If I had known, I would have bought lottery tickets. Good luck will be used on scum like you."

What a waste.”

Sakon Tomoe's expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously wanted to shout loudly.

Xu Cheng covered his mouth with one hand and hit him hard on the stomach with the other hand.

"vomit--"

"Fuck!"

Sakon Tomoo was punched so hard that he vomited. Fortunately, Xu Cheng recovered quickly and was not vomited on his hand.

He pulled off Sakon Tomoo's leather shoes, stuffed them into his mouth, and then beat him violently with his fists.

The thin office worker couldn't bear a few more blows, and Sakon Tomo was soon beaten like a dead dog.

The leather shoes fell out of his mouth, his face was covered with tears and snot, and he begged Xu Cheng in a low voice: "Let me go... I'm not from the Aomori group... I'm not..."

"I know you are not from the Aomori group, but look who I am."

Xu Cheng squatted down and canceled the appearance loading of the killer card.

Sakon Tomoe was stunned when he saw this familiar face, and his eyes gradually widened in horror.

He murmured to himself: "Is this an illusion?"

"no."

Xu Cheng grabbed his head with both hands, and his voice was calm and cold: "This is retribution."

As soon as he finished speaking, he twisted his hands hard and with a click, he broke Sakon Tomoe's neck.

Xu Cheng had previously written down Sakon Tomoe in his little notebook, and wanted to use a leather pick to poke into his leather swallow.

But now I don’t have a pick, so I have to just pick up a branch and make do with it, but it doesn’t feel any different anyway.

After throwing the body into the flower bed, Xu Cheng wiped his hands clean.

He found that his mentality may have been affected by the killer card. He killed three people in a row tonight, and his mood was actually very calm, as if he had picked up three minions at the same time.
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