Chapter 36: A decision without regret

In fact, after a sudden change in your life. You'll have to be prepared to face a lot of sudden choices in the future. At this moment, this uncle sat in front of me with a wicked smile, fiddling with a gun in his hand, and looked at me directly.

I calmed down, eased the stiff muscles on my face, and then said, "That, uncle, you listen to you for a while, you see if that's the case." Because you saved me, you want me to be the guinea pig for your experiments. And this experiment is to hope that I will become a killer and then see if I can be controlled by an inexplicable organization.

I don't care if what you say is true or not, I don't care what you do, I don't know if there is such an organization, I only want to say one thing, uncle, killing people is a crime. After saying this, I secretly glanced at the old man opposite me. His gun was still on the table, his hand was rolling a cigarette, and he didn't seem to shoot me and say you're useless. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

When the old man heard what I said, he smiled contemptuously, and then lit a cigarette: "Breaking the law? If you talk to me about the law, then I will ask you what the law is." The law only comes into effect when you walk in the sun, and when you go into the darkness, you have to change the set of laws. ”

He paused and continued: "Your affairs, the disappearance of your parents, relatives, and friends, can you find out by law? In this city, you go to report this matter, you can't tell you how you will report the case, and then what will happen, none of the laws you said will help you, but the psychiatric hospital will help you.

And the law itself is a norm, a norm that reassures most people who live in the sun. And you have to know that there are not many people in this world who are as miserable as you. And to be able to erase all traces so cleanly, you think about what kind of person it will be. If you're not reconciled, maybe this will be a good opportunity for you.

If you agree, you will stay, and if you don't want to finish this meal, we will never know each other again. I won't give you a discount if you ask me to kill someone in the future, and I won't be soft-hearted if someone asks me to kill you. I'm probably old fool and wasting my tongue with you here. ”

Now it was my turn to fall silent, and the more he swaggered like this, the more I thought it might be true. Instead, you wonder what you want to do. In fact, I learned much later that the old man was saying these things to keep me with him. Once you get old, you have to make something interesting for yourself, or you won't be able to live.

Sometimes I occasionally sigh about life. It will always influence your decisions, consciously or unconsciously, and ultimately lead to some kind of outcome. Many things that seem unrelated will eventually make up a lifetime that you can't control. In the end, I succumbed to my youth and ignorance, which seemed to make no sense. In fact, if you are given another chance to choose, you will still feel that you can't help yourself, and there is too much compulsion. So, don't regret it.

In the days that followed, under the pretext that the old man called training, I became his first labor. I cook and wash his clothes every day like a little daughter-in-law. Whether he was negligent in training or life, he would say that he was blind at the beginning, but he didn't expect me to be so stupid and so cloudy. I don't dare to refute it, after all, people have guns.

A year seemed like a long time, and the little old man's fists and kicks were quite strong, so it was a year before I started to get into firearms. The old man only had a pistol, so I had to practice pistol. Browning's recoil is also very strong, and I practice until my mouth hurts every day. The old man seemed to have a lot of bullets, and although he was extremely stingy with food and drink, he never restricted me from practicing my guns. From the immobile cans, to the moving boards, and finally to the tossed glass bottles, it was another whole year.

Then, he began to tell me his story, some rumors in the industry, some ways to survive in the wild, and some necessary medical knowledge. Looking at his unattractive appearance, his stomach looks like a grocery store. He told me that marksmanship and fighting skills, although powerful, but long-lived killers usually rely not on these, but on these stories that you think I'm bragging. Killers are never allowed to make mistakes, because they will not have a chance to correct again. One day the old man suddenly told me that after I could try to take the order, he would have to rely on me to support him, and he gave me his gun as a fee for the occupation. It was then that I first heard about the killer code in his mouth.

The first of the killer criterion is to collect money to do things. Or you can understand that if you receive money, you have to do things, and when you do things, you have to collect money. That is, the purchase and sale must always be cleared twice.

Second, never be interested in the slain and the hire-all, let alone fall in love with them.

The third one, after work, he is no longer a killer, even if he drinks too much, he can't mention it when he talks in his sleep.

Fourth, if a relative or friend is killed, even if he knows who did it, he will never seek revenge from his peers, nor will he force his peers to confess his identity as an employer.

On the fifth day, keep yourself in a good mood.

The old man said that this was the code he had to follow when he was still organizing. It is also the unwritten rule of the killer industry now. Everyone has to abide by it, people have to believe in something, and the rules are good. Don't try to be outside the rules, that will bring you closer to death. He said that he is the best example of this, because he never crossed the line, so he is still alive.

Listening to him babble something about, I began to look at my first order with interest.