"A pack of cigarettes, a lighter, and a bottle of Coke."
Entering the convenience store, Griffin Jones knocked on the glass counter where many cigarettes were displayed.
This is a chain of small supermarkets in front of his house. It can be seen everywhere, nothing surprising.
But stepping here made him very happy. After all, when he arrived here, he was almost at home. This was the feeling of home and freedom.
"How much does a lighter cost? What brand of cigarettes do you want?"
Hearing the sound of his knuckles tapping on the glass, the middle-aged boss, who was staring boredly at a small TV set on the side shelf, realized that a customer had arrived, and asked impatiently and absentmindedly.
"ah!"
"Say it or not! Say it or not!"
"If you don't tell me, if you kill me, there will be thousands of me!"
"Haha, you are so stubborn, right? It's not up to you. You just happened to get a batch of high-end gadgets from Lao Mi..."
The TV was turned up loud, and screams and yells came from the speakers.
Griffin Jones couldn't help but be distracted by this voice, and took a closer look. It seemed that a spy TV series was being played on the TV, and it happened to be an interrogation session at this moment.
"These bastard stuff, the more they are photographed, the more fake they become. They are completely disgusting and insulting to the martyrs."
Griffin Jones is a resident nearby and occasionally comes here to buy things, so the boss is not surprised or unfamiliar with his foreign appearance.
Seeing that Griffin Jones' attention was focused on the TV series and he didn't answer for a long time, he also casually felt the urge to 'exchange' his feelings about watching the movie, and muttered and curled his lips.
Griffin Jones came to his senses. As a foreigner, he naturally had no feelings about the boss's words. He just said: "Just give me a pack of your most expensive cigarettes."
"Okay, He Tianxia, this is the only small business. The Coke is in the refrigerator outside. You can get it yourself."
Upon hearing this, the boss casually took out a pack of cigarettes worth about 100 yuan and threw them on the glass counter, and then started to look for the lighter that Griffin Jones wanted.
Paying the money and delivering the goods, Griffin Jones, who had nothing to talk about, took the things and walked straight out of the convenience store.
"ah!"
"Say it or not! Say it or not!"
"If you don't tell me, if you kill me, there will be thousands of me!"
"Haha, you are so stubborn, right? It's not up to you. You just happened to get a batch of high-end gadgets from Lao Mi..."
On the TV, familiar lines echoed again.
"Oh, I almost vomited..."
The convenience store owner grumbled.
"Boss, what did my friend just buy? Did you remember to buy a fruit knife?"
Just as the convenience store owner was bored and turned his attention back to the TV, another person came to the counter in a daze, and he was startled because of his confusion.
He has dark skin, and his face is a little face-blind because he is a foreigner, but he looks inexplicably sinister, and he speaks somewhat broken Mandarin.
"Fruit knife? No, I just bought cigarettes, drinks, and a lighter."
After hearing what the black man said clearly, the convenience store owner breathed a sigh of relief and replied casually.
"Okay, thank you. It seems that my friend forgot. Do you have a fruit knife? Please get me one."
The black man tilted his head slightly, and did not show the fierce look that had just appeared in a trance. Instead, he spoke politely.
"Yes, twenty.
"
The boss got up, walked to the bottom of the shelf not far away, and brought a stainless steel fruit knife over.
"Thank you so much."
The waiting black man turned his attention from the TV back to the boss, handed over the money, took the knife, and pushed out the door.
"Ouch~"
"Haha, I was shocked. I told you to lie. This lie detector my mother bought me is accurate."
"No more playing, no more playing, it's not accurate at all, it's just to fool children."
At the gate of the community, several boys squatted on the ground and had fun, innocent and naughty, just like the quiet years, but also hidden treacherous things.
…
As the saying goes, Griffin Jones, who has a guilty conscience and is fully aware of his crime, went to the police station. These days, he was frightened, frightened, and mentally exhausted. After returning home, he committed a crime in the bathtub while soaking in a hot bath.
Got sleepy.
When the water temperature gradually cooled down, he had to cheer up, put on a bath towel and walked back to the bedroom.
However, as soon as I lay down on the bed, an inexplicable feeling of horror suddenly came to my heart.
Something's wrong!
Something is wrong!
The creeping feeling in my heart was inexplicable, but what followed was real heart palpitations.
The house was empty and he lived alone.
But at this moment, he had a vague premonition of being watched.
It's like...there's someone else in this room!
"Boy, you've done me a terrible job."
The sudden gloomy words confirmed his hunch, and they were still speaking the English he was most familiar with.
"you you……"
At this moment, Griffin Jones's mind had gone blank in the extreme fright. He opened his mouth and instinctively looked towards a dark corner of the room.
I saw a figure covered in black gradually stepping into the light from the darkness. The advantage of his skin color even made him seem to be escaping from the shadows.
Hogwarnar!
If it were Xia Xu or Yang Bowen, they would definitely be able to identify him at this moment. This is the black killer who assassinated the developer of the super brain medicine before.
"Where is the thing?"
Hogwarnar suddenly rushed out, grabbed Griffin Jones' neck with one hand, and put the fruit knife against his throat with the other hand, his voice filled with unconcealable sullenness.
Because of his little habit of taking some souvenirs after finishing his work, he suffered a big loss this time.
Who would have thought that what was taken away was exactly what the employer wanted most?
In other words, uu Kanshu www.uukanshu.com Who would have thought that the employer who hires a killer would have such terrifying forces behind it?
Because of this incident, he was chased and bitten by a mad dog from Carroll Medical Laboratory for several months, and he narrowly escaped death countless times.
As one of the top killers in the industry, he naturally has his own arrogance and reliance, but the experiences of these few months have completely shattered his outlook on life as a veteran killer.
Those crazy people in Carroll Medical Laboratory! God knows what he has been through these days! If he hadn't been a top killer who was extremely proficient in assassination, infiltration and tracking, he would have died hundreds of times these days.
In the final analysis, this damn bastard is the culprit of everything.
Originally, he had already negotiated and agreed upon the delivery location with his employer. Not only would he not be in trouble, but he would also receive a large sum of money as extra. All of this should not have happened to him.
It was because the bastard in front of me took something away from the delivery location that I had these nightmare experiences.
He begged his grandfather to report to his grandmother, and it took a lot of connections before he managed to gain trust and get this chance to clear himself of suspicion.
He had to get his things back, and he no longer wanted to live the life of living on his last breath.