In a restaurant in Chencheng East Market, Zhou Wen has changed into a suit, carefully trimmed his hair and short beard on his upper lip, and is no different from an ordinary and idle office worker white-collar worker. While quietly eating the noodle soup in front of you, you read the newspaper, and from time to time you smile and greet the waiters or customers who pass by. There was no mouthful of soup left, two meatloaf were packed, Zhou Wen paid for the meal of 2 copper plates, carefully packed the packed oiled paper bag into his briefcase, picked up the coat and civilization staff placed on the stool next to him, and walked into the street.

On Tuesday afternoon, there were not many pedestrians on the street, Zhou Wen casually called a rickshaw and whispered a few words, and the rickshaw driver quickly pulled up the car and carried Zhou Wen to the south of the city.

In front of the bulletin board at the entrance of the Nancheng vegetable market, Zhou Wen stopped and observed, gently peeled off a job advertisement like an ordinary job seeker, and turned around and walked towards an alley. At the entrance of the alley, he accidentally collided with a passer-by in a hurry, accepted the passerby's apology, and Zhou Wen seemed to slowly sink into the depths of the alley.

Two hours later, in an alley in the residential area of Nancheng, Zhou Wen, who had changed into a gray suit, accurately found a small house with no one in it. The uncleaned stone path at the entrance convinced him that the owner had been gone for 4 to 5 days. Seeing that there was no one on the left and right, his left hand was stretched out lightly, and he climbed on the low wall less than two meters, and Zhou Wen easily flipped into the small courtyard. Although he could use a single wire to open half of the city's locks in less than three seconds, that might attract neighbors around him, which was not his choice.

Abandoned houses, suspended construction sites, etc., may turn into deadly traps, and Zhou Wen will not choose. What he needed now was to relax his tired mind and body and prepare for the night's action. The previous stay in front of the sign, and the subsequent escape from the thugs' tracking, should have aroused the vigilance of the opponent. He believed that he would be done tonight, or that he would never have to worry about anything again.

Zhou Wen took out the packaged meatloaf, dipped it in cold water, and ate it slowly. Although it was only past four o'clock in the afternoon, the noodle soup at noon had not yet been digested. But you have to eat enough, replenish your calories, and get a good night's sleep. He can also sleep for 5 hours, and as a doctor, he knows very well the dangers of strenuous exercise after eating. As for sleeping after meals, well, it is possible to sleep soundly.

As the night darkened, the pale white moonlight shone on the sycamore outside the courtyard that was unwilling to shake off all its branches and leaves.

A little after 9:40, Zhou Wen woke up gently.

In the depths of the alley, there were one or two sounds of not only someone's dog barking, but also the occasional baby's cry, which made the night no longer so peaceful.

Chencheng in the past should have fallen silent at this time, but tonight, it was slightly different.

Every year in winter and summer, there will be a few special days - hitting the moon. In these days, the small moon of the big moon will poke its head out from the back of the moon, and the upper right corner of the cool white jade plate will have a little more bright starlight, and most of the moon will be wrapped in silver light, which will make the moon exceptionally bright and magnificent.

Lying on the bed, I quietly looked at the beautiful full moon.

Like everyone who stays up late to pray for God's gift every year, he also feels God's gift to the mainland.

In normal times, the moon's companion star does not appear, only one-twentieth of the moon's moon, almost synchronous with the moon, forever hiding behind the parent star. But every time the head is exposed, it will make the world extraordinarily bright.

Reluctantly sat up from the bed, he had forgotten how long it had been since he had slept so comfortably. In less than three minutes, he had tidied up his bedding, and everything was back to the way it had been before he had entered, and the cold moonlight was enough for him to erase the traces of his existence in the darkness.

Looking up again and glancing at the two moons, there are a lot of lovers snuggling under the moonlight today. It's a good day.

10:15 a.m., night market near Nancheng Park. Curfew is coming in 15 minutes, and the crowds at the night market have dispersed, with only a few stalls with idle customers, but they are already saying goodbye. Some stalls have already packed up their stalls and left, and stalls with good business are also cleaning the ground. Zhou Wen is holding a briefcase in his left hand and two strings of dried tofu bought at the front stall in his right hand, like a father who is returning from the night with snacks, and is planning to cross the park from the end of the street to bring the dried tofu in his hand to the children who refuse to sleep at home.

The old man at the last stall was sweeping his stall with a broom and water from a large wooden basin. On the cart, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl was dozing off with a pole pole, her little head with two pigtails dangling, but her forehead just wouldn't slide off the pole. Not far away, a security guard approached, his eyes fell on Zhou Wen's body, and his eyes were full of vigilance and doubt.

When Zhou Wen passed by the side of the dining car, the girl didn't seem to be steady, her head fell forward, and she touched several bowls that fell into a stack on the car, and the scattered bowls fell to the ground. The old sweeper found out about his granddaughter's situation in time, hurriedly dropped the broom, bent down and reached out to save the bowls that were about to break, or to help his granddaughter who might have fallen from the car and was still half-asleep. On the tip of the broom that was dropped, a few drops of water happened to be thrown towards Zhou Wen's face.

Zhou Wen saw his granddaughter's abnormality in advance, and turned to the side first, holding the briefcase on the girl's shoulder, and inadvertently blocked the few drops of sewage. The patrol guard was observing Zhou Wen before, and when he saw him holding the girl who was about to fall down in time, he smiled with relief. There were a few crisp sounds, and the stack of bowls that fell could not be prevented from intimate contact with the ground, and in the sound of shattering, the girl seemed to be frightened, and the calves that were only exposed by Zhou Wen's back covering her upper body trembled slightly, and Zhou Wen supported the girl, as if she was comforting her to be careful.

Immediately afterwards, the patrol guards suddenly saw that the old man who bent down and bowed his head and muttered thanks showed a sharp short knife in his hand, and there seemed to be a reflection of cold light between the girl's hanging left fingers, which was ...... Assassination? The guards didn't even have time to raise their voices, only to whisper, "Be careful! With his left hand, he grasped the scabbard of his waist knife, and with his right hand, he hurriedly grabbed the whistle whistle blowing on his chest and made a gesture to blow it, while he hurried to the location of the crime a few steps away.

The lore has been achieved, and Killer 13 secretly rejoices in his heart. The short knife that the old man pierced Zhou Wen's abdomen, the thin blade between the girl's fingers, it seems that No. 7 has lost the legendary strength in his previous prison life, and it seems that he doesn't need to make his own move, No. 5 and No. 17 can already deal with each other. There is no need to kill No. 7, just lightly cut his skin, and the poison on the knife is enough to make the opponent lose his resistance for a short time. What's more, the blow that ended the lore was the blow arrow that he had already put in his mouth.

Between the lightning and flint, No. 13 suddenly felt a pain in his mouth, the one in front of him seemed to be flustered, and forcibly twisted his body to dodge the figure that stabbed him in the abdomen, and at some point he had inserted a string of dried beans into the blowpipe that he imitated as a whistle, and the one-foot-long bamboo stick removed the distance of more than half an inch of dried bean curd squeezed in the right hand holding the bamboo stick, and then passed through the "whistle" of more than an inch, and at least an inch was inserted into his mouth. The tip of the broken bamboo skewer was pushed backwards into the base of his upper jaw with a blow arrow, and a paralyzing feeling was generated while accompanying the loss of consciousness.

Before completely losing consciousness, a voice far away seemed to say to itself, "At noon, 30 meters to the right hand of the billboard, you are setting up a stall to shine shoes." The voice was gentle, as if it were coming from far away in the air, and it was so calm. Unwillingly glanced at the girl's left hand, why didn't that hand rise? Wait, what is that, another bamboo stick came out from the other side through the girl's ear piercing, and nailed the girl's head to the column of the dining car like a tofu. Number 13 had no way to think, his legs twitched gently like a girl, but his body was firmly held by the hand that let go of the tofu stick.

Zhou Wen withdrew his right hand and gently pressed it on the left temple of the old man holding the knife, looked at the old man's unconscious and unwilling eyes, and said softly again: "I've been in for a long time, have you forgotten that the poison in the organization was improved by me 7 years ago?" With his right hand down, he gently took the colleague bag that pierced the old man's weak hand, and pierced the short knife that fell at some point, and pierced into his left abdomen half an inch.

Although he saw through the killing of the three ace killers in a very short period of time, and killed the opponent unintentionally, Zhou Wen couldn't retreat under the opponent's killing move. There was no way to completely avoid the old man's stab in his left abdomen, and his right wrist was also cut by the blade between the girl's fingers, a half-inch long. It didn't hurt, but the blood that flowed out was already black.

With his right hand, he gently brought the patrol guard's body closer, leaning against the food cart support bar, and with his left hand, he grabbed a pill from his trouser pocket and shoved it into his mouth to stop the paralyzing sensation that was rapidly raging through his body. The time is too tight, and the antidote pill that I went to configure when I entered the city in the morning was made in a hurry after all, and I took it in advance, and now I swallowed it in large quantities, and it will probably take a few minutes to fully recover my mobility.

Can't stay, Zhou Wen warned himself. Pretending to be talking to the three people who were about to stiffen but were cleverly fixed on the stall by themselves, Zhou Wen pressed the briefcase with his left hand to cover the blood stains that were still oozing under the pressure, and fifteen meters in front of him was Chengnan Park. Get out of the street lights of the night market and enter the shadows of Seongnam Park, and you will be free. The wound on the abdomen is a minor problem, and I just need to find a safe place to deal with it, and I have successfully avoided the organs.

The steps went from initial hardship to gradual brisk and firmness. Zhou Wen finally stepped into the darkness of the park, and without the whistle behind him, he felt more relaxed than ever. Take a detour along the path and return to the borrowed house in the nearby residential area, and you can start a new life. Maybe go to a small town by the sea in Jiaozhou? Zhou Wen couldn't help but start imagining. Passing by the small square in the park, there seemed to be a few pairs of figures, Zhou Wen smiled happily in his heart, young people now, there is a curfew in a few minutes, don't hurry home.