However, Huang Jinwen did not dare to tell the customer service about these problems that he had speculated in his mind.
Reason told him - since the other party has set up such a routine, if he doesn't cooperate and pay the money, that Li Zhongwu may never be able to give up.
Thinking about it again, I had already spent 6 million to kill Li Zhongwu. I was about to give up at this moment, and all the money I had paid would be in vain.
Think about it again, as long as you kill Li Zhongwu and marry Fang Xingtong smoothly, then what is the money you have to pay now?
With these thoughts in his mind, Huang Jinwen took a few deep breaths, tried hard to adjust his mentality, and then sent another message to customer service.
"What level of killer do you think I need to hire to completely kill the target?"
The customer service quickly replied: "Of course, the higher the level, the safer the killer. However, considering that the target is still in a coma and has no ability to resist, I personally think that a D-level killer can kill him completely. Of course, to be on the safe side, I still
It is recommended that when you place an order, you spend a little more money and hire a killer with a slightly higher level."
Um?
Is it okay for a D-class killer?
Huang Jinwen was very surprised.
He really didn't expect the customer service to say that.
He didn't expect that there would be three masters guarding this seemingly simple task tonight.
Although the fight just now was brief, he knew that the skills of these three people were not bad.
Immediately, the car door opened, and her father Fang Jiangong and several bodyguards got out of the car.
It was because of Ding Lin's desperate moves that this fight ended in just a few seconds.
He blurted out a retort, and then added: "Anyone whose luck drops to a certain level will have bad luck. Drinking cold water will clog his teeth. If his luck is lower, he will encounter all kinds of misfortunes, and death will come at any time. If he
If you really have no luck at all, you will definitely die, there can be no exceptions!"
After a moment of silence in the study, Fang Jiangong suddenly sighed: "It seems that Huang Jinwen is very lucky. With only a few million, he was able to ask the Beast God to take action. It is estimated that the Beast God happened to be in Tianfu City recently. According to the usual practice of the God Association,
, it’s all about choosing a suitable killer nearby. However, Li Zhongwu was able to survive the attack of the beast god and survive, which can be considered a great fate.”
After a pause, he continued to recall: "For example, if the Jiamu Jue palace is in Shen, and the person you meet is Jia Shen, you will be rescued by a shoulder to shoulder; if the Gengjin Jue palace is in Yin, if you meet Wuyin, you will be born to help...
…”
The distance between the two of them is too close.
Fang Jiangong's expression became very strange.
After a long silence, Fang Jiangong suddenly spoke again, but this time he was admonishing his daughter.
The next second, Ding Lin staggered and almost fell.
study.
Fang Jiangong looked at her and said: "Speaking of luck, that beast god is also unlucky. He probably ran out of good luck. When he assassinated Li Zhongwu tonight, he was killed by a coin that was splashed by the explosion.
, that coin actually splashed directly into his head, do you think this is bad luck?"
Therefore, if Li Zhongwu is killed soon, this skill of grappling will probably be lost.
Li Zhongwu?
He had heard of this name recently, it had been reported several times in the news, and he had an impression of it.
Then he sent another sentence: "Okay! Please wait for the good news."
"Guessing..."
Fang Xingtong: "???"
Fang Jiangong frowned, walked out of the garage, and said: "Come to the study with me!"
Fang Jiangong was startled, frowned and recalled: "The five elements in the parasitic twelve palaces of death and death are inherently unlucky and unlucky, but if someone is rescued and survives, they will be resurrected and borrowed the energy of fate..."
So, without much hesitation, Ding Lin agreed.
He knew about his daughter's Tianji Pupil ability, her ability to see other people's luck and destiny, and to judge a person's good or bad luck, but it was reduced to the point where she had to rely on guessing.
Two words suddenly flashed through her mind - nemesis.
Soon, he rushed to Tianfu Tianzi Hospital and arrived in front of the small building where Li Zhongwu stayed.
After thinking about it carefully, he directly placed an order for 500,000 yuan and hired an A-level killer to do the finishing touches.
First, he wants to earn more money and live a more decent life.
Tan Jian reacted the fastest and kicked Ding Lin.
Just like that, wearing the uniform of a city patrol horse and a helmet, he walked into the gate of the small building with a swagger.
Tan Jian had no time to dodge and was hit hard on the head by the helmet on Ding Lin's head.
Ding Lin stretched out his hand to hold the wall next to him, and slowly lowered his head to look at the long knife wound on his waist. The bright red blood from the wound was flowing like a river bursting its banks.
Ding Lin stepped aside to avoid Tan Jian's kick. Then, Ding Lin suddenly pounced on Tan Jian and stabbed Tan Jian's lower abdomen with the bloody dagger.
Promise him a generous reward and ask him to be a part-time killer.
The customer service responded with a smiley face emoticon.
Fang Xingtong took a few steps forward, smiled and greeted, "Dad, you came back so late? Thank you for your hard work."
Because he felt that since his mental problem, he became more energetic and his fighting power seemed to be a bit stronger than before.
His blurred eyes looked at the corridor not far away. He knew that as long as he walked into this corridor, he would be able to find the target of this mission. As long as he found the target, he could end the target's life with a casual knife.
After placing the order, he took a screenshot and sent it to the customer service with the following message: "As long as you say D-level, I will hire an A-level killer now. I hope you won't disappoint me again this time!"
Tan Jian, who was left here by Fang Xingtong, and Dajun and Xiaojun, who were ordered to stay here by Su Mingqing, were a little surprised when they saw Ding Lin wearing the uniform of a patrol horse.
Fang Jiangong nodded, "Yes! Didn't I just say that he was unlucky and was killed by a coin that was splashed by the explosion? Maybe his life span has expired!"
Fang Xingtong said softly with a complex expression: "Dad, what's strange is that my pupil technique can't see his luck. Logically speaking, there are only dead people without luck! But he is obviously not dead yet, he has no luck.
I can’t understand how lucky a living person is!”
The dagger in Ding Lin's hand had already cut across the army's throat.
He lowered his head slightly, suddenly pulled out a dagger from his waist, and suddenly rushed forward. The dagger swiped across Xiaojun's throat, and blood immediately spattered.
"Impossible!! How can a living person have no luck?"
Now they are going to die together.
More than half a year later, he was kicked out of the patrol room and moved to the City Patrol Department as a patrol horse responsible for ordinary security.
He was very upset that when he came to perform this mission tonight, he was so arrogant that he didn't bring a gun.
Fang Jiangong's face still looked ugly.
After looking at his father in surprise for a while, Fang Xingtong said softly: "Dad, when I went to visit Li Zhongwu tonight, I made an exception and used the Tianji Pupil to check his luck. Do you know what I saw?"
He thought the customer service would advise him to hire another S-class killer at the very least!
When handling a case, they failed to ensure the safety of the hostages. How many times this kind of thing doesn't happen in the patrol room every year?
But which silver-collar patrol officer in charge of the case ended up like Ding Lin?
And getting bigger and bigger.
Then, one day, someone from the God Society came to him.
There was no vigilance in my heart.
The woman's family also regretted the marriage they had originally agreed upon.
Hearing this, Fang Xingtong looked at her father in confusion.
Fang Jiangong looked at her, then glanced at the car next to her, and nodded slightly, "You just came back too? Where have you been?"
Fang Xingtong narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly: "Resurrecting the soul borrows the Qi Fate."
There was a soft sound of flesh being scratched and passed away in a flash.
Fang Xingtong nodded slightly, then slowly shook his head and said, "Dad, have you ever thought that his destiny may have been formed when their whole village was burned to death by a forest fire and he lived alone?"
…
At this time, the grieving and angry army also reacted, roared and rushed over, pulled out their daggers, and stabbed Ding Lin in the waist.
Fang Jiangong's expression changed slightly, and his expression instantly became serious, "What? You used Tianji Pu? Who asked you to use it? Don't you know that every time you use it, you will consume your own luck?"
In terms of performance, he is also the best among all silver-collar police officers.
The father and daughter sat down on the edge of the Luohan bed. Fang Xingtong habitually picked up the teapot on the low table and poured tea for his father.
Outside the window, the night wind gradually picked up.
In the night, Ding Lin, who had just received the mission, rode his beloved mechanical horse (motorcycle), wearing a helmet, and galloped towards Tianfu Tianzi Hospital.
After staring at his daughter with a serious expression for a long time, he closed his eyes tiredly and asked casually: "What did you see? What is Li Zhongwu's luck? What is his destiny?"
The people from the God Society chose a good time to come to his door when Ding Lin was down and out and resentful.
When Da Jun and Tan Jian saw this scene, their expressions changed suddenly.
Fang Xingtong frowned and pondered for a while, then shook his head and said, "Not necessarily! Resurrection is a destiny that means surviving a catastrophe will lead to good fortune. It stands to reason that a person with his destiny will survive a catastrophe.
, it will be difficult to encounter any major disaster again.
but……
He is not convinced!
Why?
Is it because the dead hostage was the son of the official Fang Qianshi?
It can be said that since the day he was demoted to the city patrol department as a city patrol horse, the resentment in his heart has been increasing day by day.
And tonight, he received another mission.
His face suddenly turned pale.
Fang Xingtong: "..."
The reward for killer D is not high. To him, it is just a small amount of money.
Fang family.
Fang Xingtong was shocked when he heard this, "The Beast God is dead?"
Fang Xingtong stopped pouring tea a little unexpectedly and raised his eyes to look at his father, "Dad, have you also heard about him?"
Fang Jiangong hummed, "It's him!"
Fang Jiangong: "It's the SS-level killer beast god of the God Society."
A seemingly simple task - go to the hospital to kill an unconscious actor.
These three people must have seen their faces clearly.
He originally thought that with his own skills, killing these three people would be as easy as chopping melons and vegetables, and he would never be hurt.
After becoming a part-time killer of the God Society, he seemed to have some mental problems.
But there is only one top hospital, and that is Tianfu Tianzi Hospital, which is run by the imperial court.
Fang Xingtong responded and followed with his female bodyguard.
Fang Jiangong's curiosity was completely aroused, "What's your destiny?"
It seems that only Li Zhongwu knows this skill...
There are many large and small hospitals in Tianfu City.
Fang Jiangong nodded solemnly and said solemnly: "I may know more details than you do. Do you know who assassinated him tonight?"
Fang Jiangong suddenly opened his eyes, widened in shock.
but……
Fang Xingtong's face changed slightly, and his eyes showed surprise, "Beast God? According to legend, that killer never kills people himself, but only kills by controlling beasts?"
"Yes! Dad."
But because of this sudden turn, the dagger in the army's hand severely cut open the wound on his waist.
He hesitated: "You mean...he may not be able to wake up this time?"
Now, several years later, he is still alone.
What does it have to do with me, Ding Lin?
But he knew in his heart - it was impossible.
His face was pale and he was breathing heavily, but he still felt that it was getting more and more difficult to breathe.
Fang Xingtong's car drove into the garage. As soon as she got out of the car, she saw her father's car slowly driving into the garage and stopped next to her car.
At this time, Ding Lin was thinking about completing the task as soon as possible, so he made a fierce move, and then he suddenly lowered his head and hit Tan Jian's forehead.
Seeing the four words "waiting for good news" again, Huang Jinwen's eyes jumped slightly because he placed orders twice before and the customer service said these four words to him every time.
Hopeless.
The night wind that was getting stronger gradually dispersed the heat of Tianfu City, and the night wind seemed to bring a bit of coolness to the body.
Ever since she awakened her Tianji Pupil, she has never thought that her Pupil Technique would be ineffective. She has always believed that as long as she has enough luck, she can definitely deal with anyone in a one-on-one situation.
He was very angry.
He no longer had the strength to walk into this seemingly ordinary corridor.
You’ve already spent a lot of money, so don’t skimp on small amounts! To avoid making any mistakes again.
Soon, he arrived at the floor where the intensive care unit was located and appeared at the entrance to the corridor.
This is his idea.
He leaned his back against the wall and slowly slumped down weakly, blood already flowing into a pool under him.
Ding Lin froze. He lowered his head and looked at the dagger thrust into his waist. He frowned for a moment, gritted his teeth, turned around and swung the knife towards the army's throat.
Recalling this, Fang Jiangong and Fang Xingtong looked into each other's eyes and whispered: "It seems that this boy is very lucky. He was knocked unconscious by the explosion this time and will eventually wake up."
It was impossible for him to accept such an invitation before. In the past, if someone from God came to find him, he would definitely try his best to track down the other party's lair.
However, I seem to have met my nemesis today.
With a pop, it stabbed into Tan Jian's lower abdomen.
Ding Lin got out of the car calmly, but did not take off the helmet on his head.
So many martial arts in ancient times, haven’t they all been lost now? What does it matter if one more grappling skill is lost?
On the windy night street, Ding Lin, wearing a black helmet, raised a sneer on his lips. He knew that his character had become somewhat twisted since he was kicked out of the patrol room.
Fang Jiangong whispered: "Think about it, what is the most powerful thing about your eye skills? Now you can't even see his luck, how can you cut his luck? You can't cut his luck, then what are you doing?
In front of him, you have no power to fight back. With his skill, he can easily kill you! If you think about it carefully, is this true?"
Ding Lin was wearing the black uniform of a city patrol horse.
He wore a helmet on his head, while Tan Jian wore nothing on his head. Ding Lin, who was wearing a helmet, could fully take advantage of his headbutt.
He raised his face slightly and leaned the back of his head against the wall. He released the dagger in his hand and slowly raised his right hand with difficulty. After several efforts, he took off the helmet on his head and threw it aside.
However, he was suspended for more than half a year because he failed to save the lives of the hostages kidnapped by the gangsters while handling the case.
"No luck?"
Fang Xingtong frowned and thought about something, but didn't answer for a while.
…
But he didn't care.
Seeing such a big wound, a wry smile appeared on his face, and he knew that he was finished.
Ding Lin's waist suddenly splattered with blood.
Just staring at Ding Lin, wondering what the city patrol horse is doing here so late?
Ding Lin glanced at them and his face changed slightly, because he knew that the windshield of the helmet could not block the gaze of these three people.
Compared with the 6 million he had already spent before, he is now willing to spend another 500,000 to completely end Li Zhongwu.
Fang Jiangong was stunned again.
Fang Xingtong smiled bitterly. After hearing what her father said, she said softly: "So it's very strange. What's even more strange is that I can't see his luck, but I can see his fate."
Long ago, he was also a very prestigious silver-collar policeman.
Because he is a city patrol horse himself.
As a result, the assassination failed twice in a row.
He remembered that this Li Zhongwu was good at a kung fu he had never heard of before. What was it called a grappler?
"Xingtong, you must never be an enemy of this Li Zhongwu in the future."
The army covered his bloody throat with his hands and slowly fell down.
Fang Jiangong squinted his eyes and pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked: "I heard that Li Zhongwu encountered a strong explosion at close range tonight, but his clothes were only torn by the explosion, but there was no wound on his body. Is it true?"
His social status and income plummeted.
It was too late to say it, but it was too soon. Tan Jian's expression changed, his hands suddenly reached forward, firmly grasped Ding Lin's right forearm holding the dagger, and pressed Ding Lin's right arm down with force.
Fang Xingtong was silent for two seconds and replied: "I heard that Li Zhongwu was injured and unconscious, so I went to the hospital to visit him."
Because when he was in the patrol room, in terms of ability, he was unmatched among all the silver-collar patrol officers.
Ding Lin's eyes flashed fiercely, and he continued to stab forward with the dagger in his right hand.
Fang Xingtong smiled nonchalantly and said, "Dad, don't be so nervous. My Tianji Tong has been used very rarely since I awakened. In the past few years, I have been cultivating my luck and occasionally use it."
A little eye surgery won't have any effect on me."
Dajun exclaimed his brother's name: "Xiaojun!"
Suddenly, Tan Jian felt dizzy and his hands relaxed a little.
Secondly...he wants revenge!
He wanted to create one unsolved case after another for the people in the patrol room to see if they had the ability to catch him out.
However, he has been assassinated one after another recently, and tonight he was bombed into a coma. It would be great if I could see his luck. As long as I can see his luck, I can use his luck according to his luck.
High or low, we can judge whether he can wake up from this coma. Now, we can only guess."
Fang Xingtong shook his head slightly.
Fang Xingtong's expression changed slightly.
Although he was no longer qualified to carry a gun since he joined the City Patrol Department as a patrol horse, he worked part-time as a killer of the Society of God and had already obtained a gun.
He knew he was careless tonight.
I thought that Li Zhongwu, who had just arrived in Tianfu City not long ago, had no relatives and no friends, so he had no one to protect him when he was hospitalized.
As he was thinking about it, his head suddenly tilted to the side, and his whole body tilted to the ground, motionless.
The update of this chapter is a little late tonight. Because I got better at writing, I wrote an extra thousand words. This chapter has a total of 5,000 words. Please vote for me.