The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the day of murder and arson!

I sat alone on the sofa and watched the moonlight gradually obscured by dark clouds in the sky through the glass, and it seemed lonely for a while.

Patience is an essential quality as a killer.

Even so, time is passing little by little, and the goal has not yet returned, and I am inevitably still a little anxious in my heart, but I can hide this emotion very well.

Anything superficial can be an illusion, as a professional killer, even if you don't believe too much in yourself, experience, intuition and confidence, this childish psychological change, long ago in my young training, because of overconfidence when I was almost bitten off by a wild wolf when I was abandoned.

If I don't control my subtle psychological changes, I may be killed by the other party at any time due to relying too much on this fixed thinking in the mission.

So I don't trust my emotions too much, I only have one thing in my eyes: purpose.

and timely response to unexpected results.

Making the most perfect judgment on the current situation is what I have always believed in.

Time was ticking by, and just as I was about to get up and pour myself a glass of water, I heard footsteps and the target returned.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, carefully recalled what my employer was asking of me, and waited quietly for the target to appear in front of me.

The person in front of the door stood in place, in the dark, a mobile phone light flashed in front of the person, by looking, he clicked on the mobile phone a few times, with the sound of various currents activated, the room hall was brightly lit, I know: the mission, started.

"Hmm, who are you, and how did you end up here!"

Faced with the stranger who suddenly appeared in his living room, dressed in a murderous black suit, he did not show a trace of fear, but was a little surprised.

I picked up the pistol with a muffler placed on the coffee table, pointed it at him, and motioned to sit down in front of me.

As he walked over, I noticed that his phone wasn't powered off and his finger was still on it.

I shot him in the thumb mercilessly, and with a scream, his thumb flew in response, and the blood immediately spilled all over the valuable wooden floor, and I looked at him and said coldly: "If you want to settle the matter earlier, it's better not to make trouble for yourself, come here, sit down!"

Of course, no matter how much he cooperates with me, he will only end up with him, and he will die a miserable death.

The man took out a silk scarf from his bosom, wrapped his severed finger, which was still bleeding, and walked towards me with a pale face, while his mouth kept saying, "Who is it? Whoever sent you, I will pay ten times the price and kill me." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, I shot him in the knee again and continued: "I just said that if you want to solve the problem quickly, don't make trouble for yourself, come here, sit down. ”

Another heart-rending shout, I know he also intends to rely on his voice to attract the attention of others, but will I care?

Since I can come in and talk to him calmly, I am 100% confident that I can solve all his resistance, in fact, I have solved my potential threats one after another before entering this room, and then as long as he dies a miserable death according to the employer's request, the balance of my commission will be successfully paid.

He staggered to the sofa and held on to the edge, not in a hurry to sit down, just looking at me coldly, and then sighed softly, and said, "I'm going to die today!"

I didn't answer.

Holding back the pain, he fumbled in his bosom with his uninjured hand, and after a while he pulled out a wad of checks, and then fumbled with them again, and then said to me, "Can you help me with a pen, right on that table." ”

I raised my gun and pointed it at him, but I didn't pull the trigger for a long time, because I found a trace of sadness in his eyes, and I didn't know what was going on, and I suddenly had the idea of wanting to hear him continue, and oh no, my sanity was hesitating, and I was afraid that I would lose control.

I've killed too many people, and I've seen too many people look at my expressions at the moment before they die: unwillingness, regret, anger, desolation......

Too much, too much.

I was never moved, and this time, I don't know what's going on, it seems that the finger that should have pulled the trigger, as if it was caught by God, couldn't press it down, so I had to sigh and frown: "It's all at this time, you won't still want to bribe me, you know the rules, if I can't complete the task after receiving the deposit, I will also be hunted down." ”

The man smiled at me and shook his head, saying, "I've come this far, it's all my own fault!"

After finishing speaking, he shook his head and sighed again, and continued: "What's the point of talking about this now, you should help me bring the pen." ”

I turned around and took a pen from the table and handed it to him, and then I saw a paper cutter stuck in the pen holder, which also went into the cuff.

If a bullet shatters a knee, it's a terrible pain, and even for me, who is trained by training, I may not be able to grit my teeth and not make a sound, so as to vent and distract myself.

But he did.

I stood on the opposite side of the coffee table, and I clearly saw that he had written ten million on the check, which was ten times more than my business, and I killed people for money, and it was difficult to be calm when I saw such a huge number, but if I had taken this money and let him go, I was afraid that I would not have lived twenty-four hours.

The man tore off the check and handed it to me, and said, "This is 10 million, there are probably hundreds of thousands of cash in the safe upstairs, and the password is six six, you can take as much as you want, I only have two requirements." ”

I said, "Speak!"

The man said: "First, I need to know who killed me, not so that I can die clearly, but I still have some worries, and I need to use this money to let you solve the second request." ”

I shook my head: "No way, my commission is already included, I won't reveal any employer information, besides, I don't know who placed the order." ”

The man burst into tears, but he didn't waste any time, and continued: "There is a picture of a little girl stuck to the bottom of the desk drawer in my upstairs study, and behind the photo is her current address, please help me find her, protect her for me, after tonight, all the property in my name will definitely be divided, and my men will be cleared." I don't care about any of this, as long as she doesn't have an accident, this million is enough for you to use for a while, you just need to help me accompany her until she is eighteen years old, and when she can receive the trust fund, your task will be completed. ”

I said coldly: "Impossible, I'm a killer, not a bodyguard." ”

But he didn't answer me, leaned back on the sofa and gasped, as if he was talking to himself: "People live for a lifetime, nothing but fame and fortune, but as a man, you have to shoulder something more important than these two words: responsibility." ”

I knew that I couldn't go on with it, otherwise, I would lose my nature as a killer, so I threw out the paper cutter in my hand and slowly walked in front of him, but he suddenly cried, like a sad child: "I have everything, but I lost those two words." ”

With the first slash, I cut the tendons of his hand, and blood immediately gushed out.

The second knife, I cut off one of his ears, I didn't stop, the third, the fourth......

From beginning to end, he didn't make a sound.

I don't know what's going on, the first time, the first time I was in the killing with emotion, I felt as if I was venting, slashing frantically on the man in front of me, the blood not only soaked his whole body, but also dyed the pure black suit on my body.

But he didn't die, and he was still smiling at me.

I gasped and looked at him in surprise, I was frightened, the first time, the first time I had a sense of fear when I killed someone.

His eyes were motioning for me to pass, and I, actually trembling past, seeing that he was trying his best to keep his mouth open, as if he wanted to say something, I put my ear to it, and I heard him say in a very weak voice: "For me, hug her......"

"Chirp!"

The bullet from the muffler hit him right in the center of the eyebrow, I don't know what's wrong, everything tonight was completely out of the ordinary, my body, my soul was shaking.

Inexplicably, inexplicably, I raised the muzzle of my gun and aimed it at my temple.

But the finger that should have pulled the trigger was once again like being controlled by God, and it couldn't be pressed for a long time.

I threw away the gun in my hand, ran to the shower in a frenzy, turned the cold water to the maximum, didn't bother to take off my clothes, picked up the shower and sprayed wildly on my body.

The blood on his body flowed down the drain like a stream.

Why do I insist on doing such things, what good will it do me in doing so, except that it will destroy my humanity little by little.

I knew my heart was flushing down the drain with my blood.

The moment I came out of the shower, I noticed that the morning sun outside the window was already shining in.

Another night.

I came out of the shower naked, looked for my clothes in this room, and then, in a trance, as if a ghost had sent a ghost, I actually went to the study.

Behind the desk, I pulled out all the drawers and threw them on the floor, and finally found the photo stuck to the bottom in the most hidden compartment.

A little girl with a double ponytail stood in front of the slide in the park and smiled happily, with two deep dimples on both sides of her cheeks and a smile like flowers, and her eyes as clear as pure water did not seem to be like a child in this filthy world at all.

I sighed, put the picture in my pocket and headed for the door.

It seems that we are not living easily.