He walked away at the gates of hell again.

When I returned to the dormitory, I was tucked into the bed and felt weak all over, as if the bed had sucked away all my strength.

Speaking of which, Bi Jin's room still has 14,000 yuan hidden.

Only I know where the money is hidden. If I die, the money will either rot or be cheaper for others. Anyway, it must have nothing to do with the Gun Family.

It’s still the same as before. No matter how high the status or how much money you have, as long as your life is gone, nothing will be gone.

In this way, should I change back to my previous appearance and just live a life of stuttering?

I empty my head, turned over, and looked at the ceiling stupidly for a while.

No. I have taken the steps, but I can't take back the steps I have taken.

Besides, saving your life is not inconsistent with climbing up. I was in danger this time not because of Jialong’s plan, nor because I was climbing up, but because I was targeted by a lunatic red.

That's a little red! According to Namioyuki, I was the first person to survive under his gun!

Damn it! I can survive under a little red gun, what else is there to be scary!

Thinking of this, I turned over again and turned my face to the direction of the window, and then I saw a beautiful face that was comparable to a beautiful sculpture. The melon-shaped face, big eyes, long eyelashes, small nose, pink lips, and natural curly long hair are even more adorable than the dolls sold in the store.

"Wow wow ah ah ah ah ah!"

A person suddenly appeared on the bed, and anyone else would be scared to death - even if she was so cute as if she was a doll. I jumped up from the bed with a "leap" and almost fell backward.

"Hmph, it was shocked."

Under the cute face, there was a cold sound that seemed to be coming from the ice cave. The sound sounded a little familiar. When I looked carefully, I found that the face was also a little familiar.

"You...you are..."

The girl sat up from the bed, tied up her naturally dispersed curly hair with her hands, straightened her hair, and looked at me with a cold look.

"Did you remember?"

"You are...you are...you are that little girl?!"

"Give you three seconds to get back what you said just now. Three, two, one."

Before I could realize what the girl meant, a delicate pistol was pressed on my forehead.

"Are there any last words?"

“Uh… there is.”

"explain."

"That... can you put the gun down first, let's have a good talk?"

The girl looked at me with complicated eyes for a few seconds, moved the muzzle back a little, but still aimed at my forehead.

"You are a slick person, I can't believe you."

"Why am I so slick?"

"Didn't you know what you said the day before yesterday and what you did today?"

What did you say the day before yesterday, what did you do today? Well... let me think about it carefully.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter." The girl frowned slightly, "How did you find me?"

"ha?!"

"Don't pretend to be stupid. Tell me, how did you find me?"

The gun was pressed against my forehead again. Because the topic changed too quickly, I didn't understand what she was saying. I could only look at her blankly and answer tentatively: "I... I turned over... and found you?"

"Shoulder be poor with me!"

The girl's eyes sterned and she hit my forehead with her gun.

"Is it breath, sound, shadow, or something else!"

Breath? Sound? Shadow?

At this time, I finally noticed the light brown top and the same color pants she was wearing. The top looked loose, but the structure was very compact, and there was no piece of fabric that was unnecessary. The cuffs of the clothes were sewn with thin ropes in the hem of the clothes, and the rope head was exposed, so that they could tightly tie their wrists and waist.

The legs of the trousers are also similar. The tops and pants are covered with small black dots. The spot is very small, probably smaller than the pinhole. If you don’t look carefully, you can’t see it at all. You might think that the tops and pants are dirty or covered with dust.

It should be difficult to find when wearing this outfit, hiding in warm colors such as red, orange, and yellow, right?

Speaking of which, aren’t the beams on the second floor of Youde Building red?

"You...you are...a little red?!"

It's impossible!

How could a killer of that level be a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl?

"It's okay, my brain is not stupid." Yihong lowered his eyelids slightly, "I know what you are thinking. Maybe you don't believe it, but I can tell you clearly that I am twenty-two years old this year, but my body has developed a little slower."

Is this a "bit"?!

"If you dare to think about it again, I will let you know what 'a little red' means."

Don’t! Sister! I don’t want to think about it anymore! Isn’t it okay if I don’t want it anymore?

My hands raised and surrendered made a little red eyes look a little better - the reason it was said was because there was no expression on this guy's face.

Alas, this beautiful face is really wasted.

"Uh...that, can you answer me a question before answering your question?"

"No." Yihong replied coldly, "If you answer my question honestly, I might answer your question."

"Ah... this... I don't know much about it."

I told Yi Hong about my experience and Namioyu's inference. After Yi Hong heard it, I frowned and shook my head several times.

“This is unscientific.”

"I also think it's unscientific. But you have seen it, that's how I discovered you - rather than saying that I just felt in danger. I didn't find you at all. If you didn't shoot me, I would definitely not be able to find you."

Yihong narrowed his eyes, stared at me for a while, and then sighed as if he gave up.

"Forget it, just think that's it. Who told you to avoid that shot?"

"That--"

"I know what you want to ask. I do want to kill you, but I'm not sure if I really want to kill you. You are very complicated, seem to hate you, and it seems to be very good. The first time I met someone like you, I don't know how to deal with it.

But what is certain is that you are a big threat. Your shooting skills are very accurate. When you are in the alley, you fire five shots, which takes no more than two seconds. Each shot is a wrist, and no one shot is off. Even I can't shoot at this level quickly.

I once thought about pulling you into the group. After thinking about it, I thought the possibility of success was too low, so I wanted to kill you to prevent future troubles. But when it comes to the point of taking action, I am not sure whether I should kill you.
Chapter completed!