Twelve-year-old water cold.

After being locked in the secret room for four days, Shui Han finally came out, covered in blood, except for a pair of cat's eyes that occasionally turned, indicating that he was still alive.

Behind him, in a pool of blood, there were corpses everywhere.

As a tool for killing, Shui Han decided to practice a stunt to make himself an inseparable tool for the owner and to keep himself alive.

He mainly chose flying knives, supplemented by disguise and light skills.

The first person killed by Shui Han was a grain store owner.

It was the town's meeting day, and every street was filled with people coming and going. Shui Han, who was thin as a bean sprout, wore a scholar's scarf and a well-fitting green coat, walked easily and comfortably on the street where the grain store was located with his hands behind his back, occasionally looking at the goods of the shops on both sides of the street.

When passing by the grain store, Shui Han, who was crowded in the crowd, raised his hand, and the bright flying knife flew out and returned to his sleeve.

When Shui Han walked a few steps, he heard a scream from behind him, "Killed!" ”

He still walked slowly, flashed into an alley and disappeared.

It wasn't long before he appeared outside the town, swallowing a steamed bun in his hand in two bites - he had never had enough in the village, and he had to swallow it before the owner could catch it.

Back in Zhuangzi, Shui Han was rewarded with two meat buns.

He ate it in two or three bites.

If you eat late, you might have to kill someone.

Kill the man who robbed him of his buns.

The owner of the farm raised these half-grown children into hungry wolves, and every time they met and fought, they seemed to swallow each other alive.

If the water cold can save strength, it will not want to kill.