Jun Wuwu has already determined one thing, the killer in front of him really doesn't know who the employer is, and if he wants to know who the employer is, he has to start with the person called the God of Wealth. Ran Wen ?en'org

"Who the hell wants to kill themselves?" Jun Wuwu was puzzled.

What he can be sure of is that this person who hires a killer will definitely not be a person from any force he knows, if those forces know their whereabouts and want to kill themselves, they will only do it themselves, and will not hire this kind of second-rate killer to kill themselves, if they really hire such a killer to kill themselves, then Jun Wuwu will seriously doubt their IQ, this is simply a brain-dead behavior.

It is absolutely impossible for those people to do such a brain-dead thing.

Since it can't be the work of those forces, there is only one possibility that the person who hired the killer to kill him is the one he has recently offended. So who has he offended recently, and this person may pay more than 100,000 people to kill him, and there don't seem to be many people who meet this condition.

"Who could it be? Scar, unlike Qinglong, wouldn't do such a thing, so only one person has this possibility. Jun Wuwu already had a faint guess in his heart. However, it is still necessary to find the God of Wealth to verify it, but before that, whether you should teach the suspect a lesson, Jun Wuwu secretly pondered.

"Can you take me to the God of Wealth? Or can you tell me how to contact Fortuna? If you can give me useful clues, I can spare you. Jun Wuwu's eyes flashed with a faint cold glow.

He really didn't have any interest in the killer in front of him, because the other party didn't pose a threat to him at all. But for the God of Wealth and the guy who hired the God of Wealth, he had the heart to kill.

Needless to say, if the employer dares to hire a killer to kill himself, he doesn't have to live, and as for the blind guy of the God of Wealth, there is no need to live.

For a killer organization's pick-up crew, the first thing to do after receiving the commission is to investigate the identity and background of the assassin and determine the information provided by the employee. In order not to kill by mistake, or the identity and strength of the assassin do not match, causing the loss of his own killer, and this God of Wealth obviously did not investigate his identity, otherwise he would not let such a second-rate killer in front of him to assassinate himself, this is clearly an act of looking for death, for such a blind man, Jun Wuwu really can't think of any reason for him to live, even if such a person does not kill him this time, sooner or later he will be killed by others.

Luo Chao's eyes lit up, even his arm was not so painful, and no one wanted to die if he could live.

"What you said is true?"

"Of course, I don't have much interest in killing you." Jun said indifferently. He really has no interest in killing someone who is not a threat to him, of course, if Luo Chao is a threat to him, it will be another matter, but look, Luo Chao does not have this opportunity.

Jun Wuwu's punch and kick, even if he didn't abolish his hands, it was impossible for him to make progress in the sniper industry in the future.

A sniper who will never make progress again will not be able to threaten Jun Wuwu.

"There are six of us in total, all of whom live in Beichen District, No. 28 Tianlong Road, and every Monday, the God of Wealth will go to give us a job." Luo Chao sold the God of Wealth without hesitation.

It's better for someone else to die than to die yourself, and as for righteousness, what is that?

Jun Wuwu didn't expect Luo Chao to provide himself with such an important clue, and the cold color on the corner of his mouth also faded a lot in an instant.

"Okay, I believe in you, your answer is also very satisfactory to me, you can do it yourself, I hope I don't see you in the future."

Jun Wuwu turned around and left, not looking at Luo Chao. Looking at the figure that disappeared at the entrance of the building, Luo Chao was a little stunned, he didn't expect that this demon god-like person would really let him go.

"Hmmm......" let out a long breath, and Luo Chao found that his whole body was already wet with cold sweat.

"God of Wealth, I'm sorry, who told you to be so mean to Lao Tzu before, it's better for you to die than for me to die, and the killer industry doesn't seem to be so easy to do!" Luo Chao, who had a drill at the Ghost Gate, sighed, got up, and walked towards the entrance of the building. He also had to treat the injuries on his hands.

No. 28, Tianlong Road, Beichen District, Kyoto, the God of Wealth knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside, he raised his hand again and knocked on the door again in the order of five, three, three, six.

This time there was a response from inside the door, and as soon as the God of Wealth put his hand down, the door opened.

An ordinary-looking, shoe-handed, and about 1.7 meters tall man walked out of the door.

"Huh! Brother God of Wealth is here, what good work does it bring us today? ”

The God of Wealth had a gloomy face, pushed Ban Cuntou away and strode towards the room, Ban Cuntou found that there was something wrong with the God of Wealth's expression, and he didn't speak, closed the door, and followed the God of Wealth into the room.

"Ghost gun, isn't it?" Entering the room, the God of Wealth asked in a cold voice how many people were sitting or lying in the room.

"The ghost gun guy hasn't come back since he went out last time, he must have taken the money to play there, I heard that he earned 100,000 yuan in the last mission, it should be enough for him to play for a few days, Brother Caishen, you also take too much care of the ghost gun guy, such a good thing doesn't take care of the brothers." A man with a faint scar on the corner of his mouth said.

The God of Wealth's expression became even more gloomy, as if it was about to drip water. Gritted his teeth. Suddenly burst into a shout: "That bastard of the ghost gun, he didn't do the work at all, the target is still alive, the employer has already approached me, saying that we are not keeping our promises, and not only want us to return the money, but also to compensate." , let me know where the ghost gun is, I'm going to kill him. The God of Wealth said viciously, his cold eyes like a poisonous snake swept around, and finally looked at the man with a scar on the corner of his mouth and said coldly: "Ghost Face, you go and find out the ghost gun, all his income belongs to you, Ghost Head, you cooperate with Ghost Face to kill this person, the commission is calculated separately, damn, Lao Tzu was killed by the ghost gun this time, and the business is a big loss this time." ”

The God of Wealth threw a photo to the two with a gloomy face.

The ghost face and the board head ghost head showed a hint of joy on their faces, picked up the photo and looked at it, and immediately agreed: "Don't worry, Brother God of Wealth, the ghost gun and this kid are dead." ”

"Hmmm! You must be beautiful. The God of Wealth said lightly. Turn and walk towards the door.

"Brother God of Wealth, don't you have anything else to do today?" A small man who was only about 1.55 meters saw that the God of Wealth was leaving, and couldn't help asking.

"Yes." Everyone was startled and looked in the direction of the door, because the voice came from outside the door, not the God of Wealth.

"Bang!" Before a few people could pull out their guns, the door shook loudly, twisted and deformed in an instant, and flew away from the wall.

(To be continued.) )