The next day, Long Xiaoqi left the hotel and walked on the crowded street. He thought about it all night and didn't think about how to deal with this killer, the other party was hiding too deeply, and he couldn't even find any clues. The best way to deal with this kind of killer who has been hiding in the shadows all the time is to gain the initiative, but it is not easy to get the initiative.

Maybe he's in the middle of these people, staring at himself, like the girl in front, like this one******...... It's about the same height, well, like, but it's not.

Long Xiaoqi focused on women, because Suzuki left him with the impression of a woman. That face must have been transfigured, and she would still be coming, maybe in the crowd, coming from behind, coming in front of her. Under the preconceived idea, Long Xiaoqi regarded this killer as a woman, and almost all of his vigilance was placed on the woman's body. It is even said that there is a feeling of wind and grass, but it is not normal without this feeling.

A young man with a carnation in his hand hurriedly came running, sweating profusely. Long Xiaoqi saw the young man opposite, glanced at the flower in his hand and diverted his attention. There is nothing abnormal about this, holding flowers in the morning, and it is still a carnation, it must be to visit the mother or female elders in the hospital.

The fragrance of flowers came, and the young man and Long Xiaoqi were about to pass by. At the moment when the two of them rubbed shoulders, a sharp steel thorn silently stretched out from the carnation, stabbing at Long Xiaoqi's chest as fast as lightning.

Long Xiaoqi, who had always been in a state of vigilance, squinted his eyes fiercely, and his pupils showed the most dangerous contraction. The moment he felt the danger, his body jerked over.

"Whew!"

The steel spike swept over Long Xiaoqi's body and stabbed into the chest of a person behind him. And the young man with the carnation had already squeezed into the crowd and disappeared without a trace. The bouquet of carnations in his hand was also thrown on the ground, and was crushed by the fast-walking pedestrians. As for the man who had been stabbed in the chest by the steel thorn, he stood there stunned for a few seconds, and then collapsed abruptly.

The red blood flowed out of his chest continuously, causing the surrounding pedestrians to let out frightened screams, and the scene suddenly became chaotic, making it impossible for Long Xiaoqi to pursue him. And in fact, even if there is no chaos, he will not be able to pursue the killer who suddenly turns from a woman to a man.

The other party's speed is too fast and ruthless, and he uses the morning flow of people to carry out the assassination. Remember, it's the flow of people, not the crowd. When there are a lot of people, it is a crowd that is formed; When a crowd is forced to flow like water, it is called a flow of people. Japan is a country with a large population, and almost every city is crowded with people.

When a person walks along the flow of people, it is almost impossible to pursue. This kind of assassination method needs to be fast, ruthless, and accurate, and it is difficult to detect even if it is a person who kills people in the street.

"Master!" Long Xiaoqi followed the flow of people and walked forward quickly, and had to spit out these two words.

If it weren't for his sensitivity to steel. sense, it will definitely be killed. During the three months of iron striking in Gurkha, he was particularly sensitive to the taste of steel. sense, and even the taste of the blade becomes sensitive. Feel a lot. That is quenching, when you quench steel, you can still have this kind of harvest, which you didn't expect.

Another cold sweat, Long Xiaoqi secretly exclaimed luck. It wasn't until this time that he finally realized what a wrong choice it was to come to Japan and be assassinated. Here, in the face of the local killers here, it is extremely difficult to even investigate. If you were in Africa, in a place full of blacks or Europeans and Americans, it would be much simpler.

This is destined to be a thrilling contest, and he is destined to be at an absolute disadvantage!

The assassination attempt failed again, and Suzuki was not discouraged at all, even if he missed twice in a row. He walked into a shopping mall, and when he came out of the mall, he changed his appearance again, becoming a middle-aged lecturer wearing gold wire glasses and full of elegance and elegance. That's right, he was also a lecturer and taught at the university.

"Kawashima-kun, morning!"

"Morning!"

Suzuki smiled and walked into his office and sat down at his desk. On his desk is a family photo of a slightly wealthy woman and two adorable children. This is also his wife and children, and this is where he works. Every face has an identity, every face has a job, a family.

This is the change, the killer under the red sun!

Assassination after assassination was carried out, and again and again failed. Whether it's in the bathroom, in a café, in a restaurant, at a station, in a shopping mall, etc...... Long Xiaoqi was almost assassinated without warning, so much so that after a week, he was used to worrying every day. In the process, his eyes became extremely sharp, and his understanding and experience of assassination began to increase.

That's it, if you are beaten a lot, you will know how to beat people; The more people who have been assassinated, the more they understand the art of assassination.

Thirty or twenty-nine? Suzuki doesn't remember clearly, he just knows that his goal is too difficult to kill, and if he continues, he really doesn't know if he will succeed. Suffice it to say, a hitman has a 100 percent success rate in carrying out an assassination attempt on a target for the first time. Only 50 percent of the second assassination of the same target is carried out, and when dozens of assassinations are carried out on a target, the success rate is pitiful.

If you can't kill it, it means that the other party is familiar with your assassination methods, and it means that your ability is really unable to complete the task. In addition to this, there is also a very important point, and that is the smell of the body. Even if you keep changing your taste, in the end, you will be familiar with the target who can't be killed.

If he couldn't kill his target, Suzuki would never have a chance again, and he began to get anxious and became impatient.

subway station, Long Xiaoqi stood there waiting for the subway, standing in the crowd. Around him stood all sorts of people, with different faces and different smells.

Long Xiaoqi suddenly laughed, he turned his head to stare at a woman beside him and said, "You know what? Every time you have a mouthful of onions, I really don't know why you like to eat onions so much. You can change the taste of your body anytime and anywhere, but you can't change your penchant for eating onions. In the next life, don't eat onions. ”

The woman's face was shocked, her eyes exuding a thick surprise, as if she didn't know what Long Xiaoqi said again.

The sound of the subway came, and it was about to enter the station. The surprised woman frowned, glanced at Long Xiaoqi in disgust, and took a small step back.

Suddenly, Long Xiaoqi stretched out his left side to pinch the other party's neck, and pushed it down the platform.

"Boom! ——”

"Ahh ——”

The man's screams were heard, and a fragmented corpse appeared on the tracks......