"Zero, who told you to kill me? I'll pay double, no, triple, five, ten, as long as you spare me, I'll give you as much as you want!" a certain multinational drug lord looked frightened and shouted around.

"Bang!" a gunshot rang out, and the big drug lord fell to the ground with a bloody hole in his forehead.

In the following six months, all the drug lords, human trafficking syndicate leaders, corrupt officials, etc... All the important leaders of those organizations that ordinary people hated were assassinated.

The global social order is in turmoil. Interpol, FBI, MI6 and other law enforcement agencies or intelligence agencies in various countries conduct dragnet tracking of the cause of the incident.

Finally, the Paradise Falls in South America, commonly known as Angel Falls, will find the source of all this unrest.

"Zero, aren't you a killer, how can you do these anti-violence and good things?" asked a beautiful woman with blond hair and blue eyes, a hot body, and a national FBI uniform.

Zero smiled and looked at the waterfall flowing down at his feet, with a nonchalant expression.

"Surrender, you won't escape. We've laid a net here, you can't escape!" the beautiful detective shouted.

This multi-department joint law enforcement, in order to capture this world-famous, underground number one assassin zero, there is more than a formation of armed helicopters in the sky to guard, and on the ground, more than 3,000 troops are mobilized. Finally plugged it in the chaotic South American continent.

Zero shook his head.

"Monica, graduated from the police academy at the age of 21, solved the case of hiding the body in the roof tank at the age of 22, went undercover at the age of 23 to arrest a transnational drug trafficking syndicate, and successfully dismantled the famous Luthor family on the North American continent, at the age of 24, successfully cracked the largest pornographic accomplice in Europe, and rescued 158 innocent deceived female tourists..."

Monica's expression changed drastically, a lot of this information is top secret, how could this zero know.

"You see, I know your information very well. Today is what I want you to find me so that you can find me. I don't want to, you can't find it!" Zero put his hand in his pocket.

"Hands up, let us see your hands, Zero, don't do anything stupid!" Monica roared, "Departments, no fire, no fire, no fire!"

But in the next second, Zero took out an antique lighter with Chinese characteristics, and gently lit a cigarette, "Cigarettes are still easy to smoke in China!" What we smoke is cigarettes, but what we taste is the culture of our 5,000 years of China. ”

Everyone remained motionless and on high alert, looking at this black-haired, black-eyed, yellow-skinned assassin in the entire underground world, fearful, single-handedly, assassinating all the big drug lords as if they were facing a great enemy.

Under the nervous gaze of thousands of people, Zero slowly finished the Chinese cigarette and spit out the last smoke ring.

"Thank you for accompanying me through this last cigarette. Finally, farewell, this boring world!" Zero jumped off the waterfall with a look of great loneliness on his face.

"No~~~~" Monica chased to the edge of the cliff, only to see the water splashing, and the waterfall more than 800 meters high poured down, engulfing Zero's figure in the blink of an eye, and never to be seen again.

"Search! I must see people alive, and I must see corpses when I die!" Monica ordered.

But after several days of salvage, nothing came of it. No one is alive, no corpse is dead.

"Monica, this is the last health report we got about Zero, and the report shows that he has muscular dystrophy, the kind that Hawking has made, and he has entered the onset of the disease, maybe that's why he assassinated so many drug lords, human traffickers, and corrupt officials!" an intelligence officer handed over a report.

I see!

Is it just that you are giving this world a great gift to atone for your sins? No, he has no sin at all. He was indeed the greatest killer, but as he claimed he was, he was an assassin, not a killer. It can be determined that at least more than 1,357 people died at his hands, but these people are all people who do all kinds of evil, but the law can't help them.

May you go all the way! In the next life, don't be an Assassin!

When God closes a window for you, He also opens a door for you.

Under the infinite darkness, a small hand seemed to pull at itself, and there was a vague and unfamiliar, but very familiar voice in his ear.

Suddenly, consciousness returned, and Zero woke up, but instead of opening his eyes, he closed his eyes and felt his physical condition. Jumping off a cliff by yourself is certain death. But it doesn't matter, a top killer suffers from muscular dystrophy, it's better to die. He didn't want to be a waste.

But aren't you dead? If you don't die, then live well. So where are you now? Was it caught by Interpol? In his mind, thousands of thoughts flashed in an instant, and at the same time, Zero silently probed his physical condition.

Why is this going on? The force feedback transmitted by the muscle fibers is so weak! The nerve response rate is so much slower than before, and the auditory nerve is even weaker, how can my body be so weak, am I in a coma for a long time?

"Mr. Zero!Mr. Zero!" a small voice sounded in his ears.

Mr. Zero? Who is calling me? Zero frowned. But how could this voice be so familiar, and judging from this voice, the owner of the voice was definitely very young, no, it should be a child.

When did Interpol or the FBI employ child labor?

Zero was extremely puzzled, listening carefully to all the sounds around him, trying to judge the situation of the room. But now it's in such a bad condition. This makes it completely impossible to judge the situation.

At this time, Zero felt that his body was being pulled desperately by a pair of small hands, but it seemed that the strength of these small hands was too weak, and Zero's body only barely moved, and he could no longer drag it. I tried a few more times, but Zero's body only shook a little more.

At this moment, the little hand pulled too hard, and accidentally slipped the hand, only to hear a 'bang', and the floor trembled slightly.

"Don't cry, don't cry! Mr. Lin said, be strong. But my ass hurts!" said the little girl's whisper to herself.

Zero inner turmoil.

At this time, the little hands tried hard again, but in the end, the disparity in strength and weight was too great to succeed.

"Chu Chu is really useless, Mr. Zero was drunk and lying on the ground, on such a cold day, Mr. Zero will catch a cold on the floor when he sleeps!"

What's wrong with me, why am I distressed by a little girl's crying? As a super assassin, his control over his personal emotions has long reached the realm of ice and ice. But at this moment, when I heard the little girl crying, my heart hurt inexplicably. And Zero keenly judged that this little girl should not be shouting 'Mr. Zero', there is no post-nasal voice, then it is Lin, if this is the surname, there is only one Lin, Mr. Lin?