Guidelines

The balance is credited. Good deals are always on time. After the first two weeks of nightmares, I don't feel guilty about this kind of trading.

Fear has always been like a bondage, and I hate it. Because I'm always outside the rules, I don't have any protection, and resignation seems to be my only rule.

Of course, this is only for me, and there are always a few dead rules, or guidelines, for the killer industry, which every killer must know and keep in mind on the first day of entering the industry.

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. It's a strange rule, and there are so many curious people like me. Gee.

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. Maybe it's a protection mechanism, but it's still somewhat useful.

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.

Fifth, keep your mood happy. This is important.

The criterion for judging whether the task is completed or not, in addition to the balance of the account, you will also receive an unexpected surprise. You'll receive a package with one eye on it, no sender's name and address, and it may contain what you've been looking for lately, but it may not contain anything.

There is no such thing as a killer certificate in the world, but this package can indeed be proof of you as a killer. No matter how many times you've moved, even if you've always had no permanent home, it's bound to come to you. This is perhaps the biggest mystery in the killer industry, no one knows where the package came from, who sent it, or if it just appeared out of thin air.

Every killer is accustomed to welcoming the arrival of the package after the end of the work and then fulfilling your small wishes, which is still a little hopeful, although sometimes there may be nothing in the package, but there is still some hope.

If you are diligent enough, every day is a festival of wishes. But I don't like it very much, not only because I don't like the pattern on the package, but also because my package never knows me, like now, lying in the box is actually a ticket for the Furniture City chair promotion, which makes me speechless, obviously I want the sniper rifle too.

I didn't know how many people like us there were in this city, the city was big enough, there were enough people, and no one was stealing business, so I didn't care, and there were only a few people who knew each other like me and Mr. Yu who could drink together.

"It's a lonely profession, it's not cool at all. That's what Rose said. I always think of this from time to time and pout. Now Mr. Yu was sitting in front of me, looking at the brown paper bag on the table, which was 50,000 yuan that I hadn't yet covered, took a sip of the wine in the glass and said, "Are you hiring me to get rid of this person?"

"Otherwise, you think, that's all, you can do it. ”

"Why don't you do it yourself. An acquaintance of yours?"

"No, a dead man's commission, I owe him. ”

"Love overflows again. ”

"It's like taking a stake in your bar. ”

"That's a little bit. He raised his glass at me.

I stood up and ignored him and walked out the door, I didn't have any money anyway, "Pick a nice wine glass and give it to him." I lit a cigarette and turned back to talk to him. He took another sip and waved his hand at me.