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Chapter 22 This killer is not too cold

He drank the beer in the glass and said to the dazed Shuang'er, "Let's go."

There was still fear in Shuang'er's eyes and she didn't come back to her senses. I shouted several times and she pushed me away tremblingly.

Brother Bao stared at me and left with angry eyes. A boy next to him stepped forward and said, "Brother Bao, do you want me to find a few people to teach him a lesson?"

"No, this man is a master. I'm afraid he can't even deal with a gun. Those of you are simply not enough."

Looking at the trembling younger brothers brought by the strong man, he suddenly said angrily: "Why don't you drag your elder brother to take over? Maybe this hand can also pull up the zipper of pants. You are not allowed to cause trouble in my place in the future, otherwise I will chop him into pieces."

Got you."

Shuang'er didn't speak during the whole journey, and I could feel her fear.

"Do you think I'm cruel?"

"Me??" Shuang'er stopped talking.

"For such a person, if you are not cruel to him, you may be the one who falls."

"Oh." Shuang'er's voice was very small, which frightened her tonight.

"Alas! He is not as good as before, and his heart has become more compassionate. If someone like him had died before, he would have died a long time ago."

After Shuang'er waited for me to lie down, she went back to her room and talked a lot less with me. I knew that I needed to give her time to adapt.

A man was lying on the bed and looking at the moonlight.

I took out my mobile phone that had been dusty for a long time. I had hardly used it in the past two years, and Wang Shan kept charging it for me.

I dialed a very familiar number, and as the number beeped, I felt very uneasy.

I was really hoping that the other party would answer, but I was also very afraid of hearing the other party's voice.

The beeping finally stopped, and an old voice came: "Which bastard woke me up in the middle of the night?"

I was silent, and the tears in my eyes couldn't help but flow out. This voice was so familiar, yet so strange.

"Who, if you don't say anything, I'm going to die."

"The master is me, Ye Zi."

The other party was silent, and there was a choking sound on the other side of the phone. I didn't speak. The master is very face-conscious.

After a long time, a voice came from the other side: "Ye Zi, have I, you, me, eaten?"

I was stunned for a moment, maybe the master was too excited.

"Master, I'm sorry, I was wrong." As I spoke, tears welled up again.

"Alas! It's the master who should say sorry. The master should not have kicked you out back then."

"Master." I started crying without any scruples. I will always be a child who has not grown up in front of the master.

The master's voice no longer had the aura of a top expert, and he was holding back tears.

"Come back and see Master when you have time. Master will only have you two as his relatives in this life. I don't want to leave any regrets before stepping into the coffin."

"Well, I know, I'll go back in a few days."

"Okay, okay." The master just said two good words, but I could feel his happiness.

After a few words, I lay on the bed and recalled what happened that year.

The master is a killer. He is recognized by the entire killer world because of his unique set of movements. This set of movements is said to have been created by our ancestor based on the principles of Tai Chi, so it is called Tai Chi Flash.

The master relied on this set of movements to defeat many masters.

Now that he is old, he has trained us since childhood and wants us to follow his lead.

Wang Shan is tall and naturally gifted with supernatural powers, so he is not suitable for learning this set of movements, so the task of promoting this set of movements falls on my shoulders.

At only 20 years old, I have lived up to my master's expectations and mastered this set of body movements.

And achieved certain results in the killer world.

He has completed many tasks that are considered impossible or extremely difficult to complete in the killer world.

In the world of killers, he is given the title of God of Killing, and only ten people in the entire world have it.

I remember one day five years ago, my master gave me a task.

The target of the mission is a drug tycoon in Southeast Asia. The master always only picks up people who deserve to be killed.

I went to Southeast Asia alone, and after several days of lurking, I finally found the opportunity.

But when I killed all the guards, I wasn't just facing a drug tycoon.

A cute little boy stretched out his pink hands and stood in front of me.

I don't know what he said, but I can guess that he is protecting his father.

Dad, such a familiar yet unfamiliar term.

I seem to see myself more than ten years ago, just like this little boy, trying to use my meager strength to prevent the other party from killing his father.

But the man slapped me without any hesitation and knocked me unconscious. When I woke up, my father could not get up again.

That's when I met the master.

I encountered this situation again, and my role changed.

Seeing the target of the mission fainting on the ground, I could complete the mission with just a light punch.

But what stood in front of me was a little boy. Although he was extremely weak, he was a big mountain in my heart.

I raised my hand, and the little boy's tenacious eyes stared at me closely.

I slowly lowered my fist, I am not a qualified killer.

I know that the failure of the mission will have a great impact on me, but I don't want another child like me in the world who has no father's love.

When I went back, I quickly let the master know that the mission had failed.

The master didn't know what I was thinking, so he scolded me.

I was young and energetic at the time and didn't feel that I had done anything wrong.

The master became furious and kicked me out.

Because of this incident, the original title of God of Killing was also obliterated by the world of killers.

In the killer world, the consequences of letting one's target go are very serious. If it weren't for the shock of my master, I would have been removed from the world.

The world of killers could no longer tolerate me, so I had no choice but to come to xz city and become a player in the game "Beauty".

It has been so many years since he left, and people have already forgotten the God of Killing Ye in the world of killers. I'm afraid there will be a new God of Killing a long time ago.

It's all over now, I wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes.

I laughed at myself, thinking that I was still a killer before, so I was actually crying.

The next day, Shuang'er still had some opinions about me, without any expression on his face.

I could only finish my breakfast with a wry smile and enter the game.

As soon as I started the game, I received a message from An Xin: "Brother, let's meet at the south gate."

I remembered yesterday's promise to kill the boss, remembered the two gold coins, and walked towards the south gate.

A group of 20 people have already gathered at the south gate. They all start with the word "Dark". These are the people from the Darker Union.

An Xin saw my arrival and came up to me with a smile: "Brother, you are here, then we are all here."

I responded with a smile and looked at them. They were generally level 15 or above, and some of them had complete equipment.

This makes me very strange, why do they need my help to push the boss to level 25 when they are so powerful?

This kind of team can kill a level 30 golden boss, and a level 25 boss is just a piece of cake.

People have to spend money to eliminate disasters for people, but they don't care about so much.

The group of people walked into a hidden map, a place called the General's Palace.

The surrounding mobs have been cleared by them, and my mission is to kill the last level 25 silver boss Wan Yanmu together.

This silver boss is very powerful, and his skills that sweep through thousands of armies are even more chilling to the bottom of your heart.

The weak-blooded profession was almost killed by him in an instant.

However, the people from the Dark One's Guild cooperate very well. This kind of cooperation can only be achieved after a long period of running-in.

I seem to be redundant here, and I can't keep up with the rhythm of their battle.

The boss's blood quickly dropped below 50%, and a skill-limited space of the boss was activated.

I didn't read much about the introduction of this skill, but I still attacked the boss.

At this time, I suddenly felt a pain in my back and the top of my head floated -35.


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