'Street Corner Time'

This is the name of a common coffee shop located on the corner of Baker Street.

In the afternoon, the number of customers gradually increased on the corner of the street, and a car drove out from the corner not far away and stopped on the side of the street corner time.

"Who's here, what a big parked car here." A middle-aged man stepped out of the car, looked at the large truck parked in front of his car, complained dissatisfied, and closed the door and walked towards the door of the coffee shop.

When he walked into the store, the man looked back at the driver's seat of the truck, and saw a figure in the driver's seat lying on the steering wheel, as if sleeping.

"What are you doing? Stop here to sleep? Grumbling again, the man walked into the coffee shop.

On the corner of the street, by the window of the adjacent street, a plain-looking teenager in a high-necked shirt is sitting alone in his seat, enjoying a steaming coffee.

The boy leaned back, looked out the window at the doorway of a building opposite, then pulled out his phone and looked at the time.

Almost.

Thinking about it, the young man suddenly turned his head, and at the same time, a voice also came into his ears.

"Are you waiting for someone?"

A figure sat unceremoniously across from him, a young man of his age, with conspicuous red hair and a handsome face, who blew a fist-sized pink bubble at him.

"Waiting is a nice thing to do, don't you think you should do something interesting to kill time? By the way, I'll do a magic trick for you. ”

After the red-haired boy finished speaking, he stretched out his left arm and held it horizontally in front of him, squinting and smiling.

"Look, it's a very interesting magic trick."

As he spoke, the red-haired boy's right hand slowly brushed over the surface of his left arm, and then, on the surface of the originally clean arm, four patterns suddenly appeared, namely squares, clubs, hearts, and spades, which were the four suits of playing cards.

"It's not over yet."

The corners of his mouth hooked a smug arc, and after the four colors appeared, the red-haired boy slowly moved his hand back in the opposite direction, this time, the four colors on his arm disappeared as if they had never appeared, and then he stretched out his right hand, and rubbed his index and middle fingers together.

Four 'A' playing cards of different suits appeared abruptly on his fingertips.

"Well, it's a nice magic trick."

At this moment, in the cab of the truck parked outside the coffee shop, the driver who was lying on the steering wheel suddenly straightened up, reached out and twisted the key on the side of the steering wheel, and quickly started the truck.

Through the rearview mirror, it can be seen that the young driver's eyes are scattered, his face is dull, his mouth is half open, and the corners of his mouth are even drooling constantly, looking like he is demented, and on the driver's forehead, there are two long needles.

At the same time as the truck started, the building across the street from the coffee shop also slid off from both sides, and a man in a suit walked out.

The man kissed a sexy beauty at the door, then smiled and patted her buttocks, and got into the car parked at the door, escorted by bodyguards on both sides.

Just as the man and the beautiful woman waved goodbye through the car window, a dull start suddenly sounded!

The truck that had been parked next to the coffee shop roared, and the front of the car slammed towards the car in which the man was sitting.

After crashing into a passing vehicle coming from behind, the truck crashed directly into the side of the sedan.

'Bang'

After being impacted, the sedan instantly dented and deformed, and then was pushed against the wall of the building by the truck that was still accelerating, and squeezed again.

Listening to the screams of the women outside, the ordinary-looking young man got up directly and walked out.

"Huh?"

The red-haired boy, who was still showing off his magic skills, stood up and followed out after a second.

"That guy is your target?"

"It's too boring to deal with that kind of weak guy."

"I'm only interested in powerful guys."

Out of the coffee shop, the red-haired boy followed behind each other all the way, and at the same time spoke, the two looked like they were taking a leisurely walk, but the speed was surprisingly fast, and after a while, the two walked to a secluded abandoned building area.

"For example......

"You."

At this moment, the red-haired boy's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly stretched out his hand, shook his five fingers at the back in front of him, and at the same time threw his arm back, as if he was pulling something.

"Huh?"

But in the next second, the red-haired boy's eyebrows were raised, and then his eyes narrowed again, and a satisfied and dangerous smile appeared on his face.

"I found it."

The young man walking in front also stopped at this moment, he turned around and unzipped his high-necked clothes, and the red-haired boy immediately saw that there were several long needles with large heads inserted in the other party's neck irregularly.

Reaching out and pulling out the needles on his neck one by one, the facial muscles of the young man in front of him continued to writhe, and finally a new face appeared.

It was the eldest son of the Hakka family, Ilumi Beat the Enemy.

"That's not what you really are." The red-haired boy said with some surprise.

"You're really a haunter." In Illumi's hanging hand, he was pinching a needle, and on the top of the needle, there was a breath of qi that seemed to extend between the five fingers of the red-haired boy opposite.

"Someone who can grasp the mind at this time like me, it's the first time I've seen it, you should have heard what you said just now, I said." As he spoke, the red-haired boy's originally smiling expression suddenly changed, his squinted eyes opened a slit, and his face showed an expression like that of a beast staring at its prey.

"Have a fight with me."

"I don't want to." In the next second, Ilumi decisively refused.

"Why?" The red-haired boy's originally dangerous expression froze.

"I'm a killer, and I need a commission to kill a target." Illumi replied very seriously.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and the red-haired boy stretched out his finger and pointed at himself: "Then, what if I entrust myself?" ”

"Do you have any money?"

“……”

There was silence in the field, and just as Ilum was about to turn away, his steps slammed, and at the same time, the red-haired young man behind him instantly became solemn.

"Circle? This gas? After the expressionless Ilumi felt that he was enveloped by the 'circle', the expression on his face had quietly changed, and a solemn aura also spread out from his body.

"It's been a long time, Master Ilumi."

After the next ten seconds, two figures suddenly appeared in the field, and Mir put away the 'circle' and greeted Illome with a grin.