Chapter 132: Bald Spring
"Made? Lipid Zhang? I have to say, Anderson, you have a talent for names. ”
"It's not that good."
Sean glanced at Anderson with disdain, and only Anderson, who didn't understand the national situation, could think of such a mentally retarded name as long as it was a normal family.
Congratulations to the children who won the workbook called "Thirty Days of Vacation", looking at the expression of Fat Zhang's desire to cry without tears, Sean's heart gained a great sense of satisfaction. Children need to do more questions so that they can improve their grades.
"Can I exchange a gift?" Fat Zhang pursed her lips and held the exercise book in both hands, she didn't want such a gift!
"It's all for your good!" Sean unleashes a skill called "Good for You", which is the ultimate skill tailored for all bear kids. When this skill is activated, all underage children will be hit with tons of blows inside, but they have to agree with the initiator.
Mader covered her mouth and snickered, secretly appreciating her choice.
"You're laughing at me?"
Fat Zhang couldn't resist Sean, and he couldn't return the exercise book to Sean, the "good for you" skill had been activated, and she couldn't give up this exercise book.
Made's gloating expression made her angry, and the fact that she couldn't do anything about Sean didn't mean she didn't deal with her brother, who was only two years older than her.
Age is not an advantage for older things, and this needs to be considered from many aspects. She admits that Made's physical strength is stronger than her, and that her strength and speed are above her, and it is not a good choice to vent her anger directly.
Using wisdom is the advantage of human beings, Fat Zhang's small mouth is open, and his hands are covering his face.
"Mom and Dad, Made, he bullied me!!"
"I'm not, I'm not, she's a liar!!"
"Made! Fat Zhang! ”
Made, bowing her head, whispered, "I really didn't bully her. ”
Made's explanation is pale and weak, whether or not he bullied Fatty Zhang and disrupted tonight's banquet in front of the guests, Made's fate after that can be imagined.
The wine that Sean brought saved his life and drew everyone's attention to the wine.
The aroma of the wine is overflowing, and the smell alone makes people look forward to the feeling of the wine entering the throat. Even as a child, Fat Zhang stopped crying and peeked through his fingers at the changed container. Knowing that it was impossible to drink at her age, there was an urge in her heart to take over the bottle of wine.
"I want to drink ......," Fatty Zhang said stupidly.
"That's not good, children can't drink, wait until you grow up."
Sean rubbed her little head, he still had some patience with children.
"I want to drink it right now...... I still have twelve years before I reach adulthood, too long. ”
"Why don't you ask your father, and if he lets you drink it, then you can drink it."
When he saw that the butler was pouring wine for his father, he knew that this kind of thing was hopeless. Self-willedness also has a willful bottom line, and it is okay to give children a drink with chopsticks. But if she wanted a whole bottle, her father would not agree.
"Made, Made, I'm calling you!"
"What's the matter?" Mad's spirits are sluggish, and he knows that Fat Zhang's plan has succeeded. He can't escape from scolding, and if Fatty Zhang gives him the exercises again, he really can't live this day.
"A small favor for your dear sister."
"Don't! Unless you go and explain to your parents, I didn't bully you. ”
"That's not good, if I go and say it, the person who gets scolded will be replaced by me."
"No, I can't help you."
"Don't you love your dearest sister?"
"It's not a question of whether it hurts or not, it's a matter of principle, and it's obviously something you provoked...... It hurts~"
"It's good to love your dear sister, as an older brother who loves your sister, I think you should agree to your sister's request."
Devil!
Ma De rubbed his waist with a complicated expression, and just now the two fingers of Fatty Zhang twisted most of the circle here, but it hurt him.
With a little devilish smile on his face, Ma De didn't want to suffer any more, no matter how he explained, as long as the dinner party was not over, his parents would only play fifty boards each for the sake of face.
But, why?
He was innocent, so he ate a meal in peace, and then refused the gift of that evil monster, why should he suffer this.
Fat Zhang rubbed two fingers, and Madea shrank back, "What do you want me to do, I warn you not to come, I'll call." ”
"It's just a small thing, dear brother, it's very simple."
"Good...... All right. ”
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Da Da's steps are very calm, he is a man with a very strong aura. This is not about his temperament, but the feeling of giving people from the inside out, that is, fear.
The shiny bald head reflects a dazzling white light even in this dimly lit environment. It was his pride and a symbol of glory.
He's a hairless man, and if he can make his beard as bright as his head, it would be even better, and he would be closer to his idol, at least in terms of styling.
Codename 48, the name is also 48, and he is a killer. Proficient in all kinds of assassination in near and far combat, not only killing with weapons, he also imitates his predecessor, the legendary killer 47, using the environment and various tools to create the perfect killing scene.
Whether it is a cold weapon or a firearm, it can no longer satisfy his artistic sense. It is 48's pursuit to release poison gas to kill the target by blocking the exhaust duct, or to approach the target step by step through disguise, and to take his life unknowingly when the target is at his least vigilant.
It's art, and it's a tribute to our predecessors.
Today, he received a large order with a high cost performance. So he abandoned the use of the environment to kill people and adopted the most efficient way, which was bullets. One bullet kills one, which is both efficient and safe. 48 didn't choose the most convenient way because the pay was relatively high, because he 48 might have the first spring in his life tonight.
As we all know, the so-called killer is the one who kills the target to get money when there is an employer. Without an employer, the value of a killer's existence is almost zero.
There is always a goal for killing, and uncontrolled killing is not killing, but a deranged madman, which is why every profession has a different goal.
Perhaps the clerks sitting in the office are constantly climbing up, and it is their goal to become the CEO and marry Bai Fumei to the peak of life. The same is true for killers, who use their skills to clean up things that can't see the light for others, which is also a profession in itself.
The so-called super cost-effective is 48's own evaluation criteria.
There is no need to rack your brains to think about how to set up the scene, and you don't need to think about how many armed guards there are around the target, plus a good pay. That's the value for money.
It is a mansion that has no overt guarding power except for people hidden in all corners. Coupled with the people in hiding, their eyes have been focused on the hall in the mansion, which makes it even more convenient for him to find a good place to do it.
A tree, a tree with dense foliage, became his best sniping spot.
Skillfully assemble a sniper rifle and use the sniper scope to observe everything in the mansion.
Calm your mind, 48 calm your emotions, and be sure to ask for a one-hit kill.
There are a total of six people in the house, except for a person who looks like a housekeeper who is constantly walking back and forth in the venue, pouring cloth vegetables and wine, which can be regarded as an X-factor.
The rest of them didn't mean to move, they all sat in their places, and as he expected, the task was really too simple.
As long as he pulls the trigger, the task is considered complete, and the difficulty of the task does not match the remuneration offered by the employer.
48 Of course, he won't bother with these things, the money is in the hands of the employer, and of course he doesn't mind how others spend it.
The only surprise was that when he took the task, he made it clear that he would not kill anyone other than the target of the mission by mistake, but the employer was not at ease, and until he left, he kept telling anyone but the target not to kill by mistake.
It seems that the employer has a lot of resentment towards the target.
48 thought silently in my heart.
The other party is an ordinary person, and one afternoon is enough time for him to get the information of the target person. Ordinary school, ordinary work, ordinary days. The target person is a completely ordinary person, the kind that is not threatening.
Just as he doesn't care why his employer would pay a lot of money for him to kill an ordinary person, he doesn't care why the target of the assassination is an ordinary person.
Take money to do things, that's his rule.
I saw that all the people in the living room stood up and raised their wine glasses to have a drink.
The spirit of 48 is highly concentrated.
"Drink, drink, it's time to hit the road after the last glass of wine."
48 feels that he is very benevolent and will let the target person taste the last glass of wine in his life, and there are not many such benevolent killers in this warm and cold world.
The crosshair has landed on the target's head, and just as he puts down his glass, the bullet enters through the left temple and then from the right.
One hit kills, never misses.
Whether it's the hidden position or the timing of the shot, the 48 is flawless.
It was such a perfect plan, but it made 48's back soaked in cold sweat.
"Yo, it's a killer? It seems that we are in the same group. ”
"What people!"
48 It was an incredible thing to be able to come behind him quietly without a reckless turn. Even if you focus on your target, you can't just let people come behind you. This is a big taboo, and it can't be a mistake that a good killer like him can make.
There is only one possibility, and that is that the other party is a killer who is better than himself.
"Senpai!" 48 organized the language and whispered: "If the senior takes the same task, I will leave immediately, I don't see the face of the senior, the senior doesn't need to kill me!" ”