"So, let's just live with it. Life in the hair salon is actually pretty good."
Abba smiled helplessly.
Having blood and sin on your hands is not something to be proud of.
Wu Liuqi fell silent upon hearing this.
He didn't know what Aba had experienced in the past. Aba didn't take the initiative to talk about it, and he wouldn't ask because it was everyone's privacy.
Regarding the memory of the past, Wu Liuqi was indeed a little curious.
But Aba's words had to make him think deeply again.
If the memory of the past is not good, and even contains blood and sin, is it necessary for me to get it back?
"call……"
After a long time, Wu Liuqi took a deep breath.
Abba already knew his decision by looking at him.
With a helpless sigh, Aba stopped discussing this issue with Wu Liuqi and turned back to continue his work.
…
The turmoil caused by Prince Sturt and the Resurgence Society gradually passed, and the peace of the past returned to Chicken Island.
However, the news of Prince Sturt's defeat was also known to many interested people. Just like the original trajectory, many hairy assassins quietly came to Chicken Island.
But this was none of Lu Jiu's business. He continued his morning jog as always.
Not long after, Lu Jiu, who habitually put a towel around his neck, seemed to have noticed something. He glanced at the grass on the right and ran straight over without paying much attention.
After he was farther away, a cute little head suddenly poked out from the grass.
After a moment, a figure emerged.
He has a pretty face, looks softer than a woman, and wears a small skirt.
If you don't look at his throat carefully, you might mistake him for a woman.
But it doesn't matter if he doesn't recognize him, because he can scare away some men as soon as he opens his mouth.
"This poor runner doesn't know yet, but he has become the prey of the eight-halberd machete, the top assassin ranked 1888th on the assassin list!"
"Hum hum……"
"This uncle should feel lucky. Master Baji Machete didn't want to commit any more crimes today, otherwise he would have been decapitated long ago..."
Haokui laughed loudly, his voice was rough and bold, rich and powerful, like a bell.
This rough figure formed an extremely strong contrast with his woman-like figure.
After Haokui laughed for a while, he suddenly found that his target had disappeared from his sight, and his rough laughter stopped abruptly.
After looking around anxiously, Haokui finally found Lu Jiu's figure again, and he was overjoyed and quickly followed him quietly.
After once again using poor hiding skills to think he had avoided Lu Jiu's gaze, Haokui ignored the strange looks from passers-by, his eyes were sinister, and he smiled.
"I will pretend to fall down later and stand in front of this uncle. He will definitely not sit back and ignore it, and will even get interested. Then I will find an opportunity to restrain him and ask where the strongest person on the island is.
where!"
Haokui thought secretly in his heart.
In his opinion, this plan is simply seamless and perfect!
After secretly giving himself a thumbs up, Hao Kui quietly followed Lu Jiu again, waiting for an opportunity to run in front of him.
Well, in fact, from the perspective of normal people, Haokui may be mentally ill.
You can obviously catch a person and question him directly, but it has to be so complicated.
But in Haokui's view, he is a professional assassin.
Since you are an assassin, you must do things the assassin's way!
Nothing wrong!
Lu Jiu, who was running, naturally noticed someone following him.
Haokui's tracking skills are so poor that even an ordinary person can detect them.
After all...have you ever seen a girl wearing a small skirt and pretending to be doing push-ups on the ground as if nothing happened?
Lu Jiu was very speechless.
"Oh, another girl who fell under the charm of someone like me, Lu..."
Lu Jiu sighed, feeling a little troubled by the trouble caused by his appearance.
Of course, this is because Lu Jiu didn't hear Haokui's voice. If he had heard it, he wouldn't think so.
At the same time, Haokui also quietly touched Lu Jiu's side.
After taking a look at Lu Jiu, Hao Kui followed the plan and walked to the road where Lu Jiu was about to pass. He crooked his ankle and pretended to fall to the ground.
However, just when Haokui was about to "weakly" fall to the ground, a pebble got stuck at his feet at the wrong time. This made his eyes widen in an instant, and he was startled. He lost his balance and threw himself directly to the ground.
On the ground!
"Fuck!"
Bang!
After Haokui exclaimed in a rough voice, he lay face down on the ground.
A fake fall became a real fall.
Haokui's voice was so loud that even Lu Jiu, who was still twenty or thirty meters away, heard it clearly.
Hearing such a bold voice, an image of a burly man with exploding muscles, bulging veins, and full of power suddenly appeared in Lu Jiu's mind.
Whose voice is this?
Lu Jiu looked around, but she didn't see any muscular guy like Xiao Fei. He only saw a girl lying on the ground not far away.
But his figure doesn't look like that of a burly man.
This made Lu Jiu scratch his head in surprise.
"Did I just hear wrongly?"
Lu Jiu was confused.
Although he didn't see any muscular man, it seemed like someone had fallen in front of him. In the spirit of humanitarianism, Lu Jiu decided to go up and have a look.
Lu Jiu trotted all the way, and soon he came to the "girl" who fell.
"Are you okay?"
Lu Jiu knelt down, patted his head and shouted.
Haokui actually saw Lu Jiu coming over a long time ago.
Although his feet are really sprained and painful now, as a professional assassin, Haokui feels that he must continue with his plan!
'This uncle is very vigilant and didn't choose to help himself up directly. It seems that I need to seduce him again...'
Haokui thought secretly in his heart.
Afterwards, Haokui pretended to have just woken up from a drowsy sleep. He raised his head weakly and looked at Lu Jiu with his big eyes open, with tears in his eyes, looking pitiful.
When Lu Jiu saw this, he immediately took a step back, turned on his phone and started recording.
"I only have 100,000 yuan in savings. I don't want to drink tea. Can I help you up?"
Lu Jiu said politely.
"..."
When Haokui saw this, he was immediately stunned and felt confused.
What is this uncle doing? Why is he saving 100,000 yuan to drink new tea? What does it mean?