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Next year, he is not very old, and he does not consume too much physical strength, and the shopkeeper doesn't understand why he is so sleepy all of a sudden.

It must have been the needle that was shot to his throat before, but this is when it really worked, and there was only a feeling of paralysis before.

Dian Xiaoer's eyelids were gradually starting to fight, and it was difficult to force them to open them through his own strength and will.

I couldn't even open my eyelids, that is, I was about to fall asleep, and the consciousness of the shopkeeper gradually began to blur, and he even thought about it crankily.

He didn't have a moment of reflection like the others, and all the thoughts in his head seemed to be unreal at this time. The shopkeeper fantasized like crazy and desperate, he didn't expect the man to be so merciful, he just let himself sleep.

In his mind, he didn't want to face this matter directly, even if according to the normal situation, the shopkeeper could guess what the outcome would be.

But he still looked forward to whether he would not shoot on the acupuncture points, and when he woke up, at least he could pick up a life and come back.

When the time comes, change the place, change the name, change the identity, change the mentality, everything can start again. There is still a chance, and the mind of the shopkeeper is suddenly filled with countless hopes, and this kind of deep thinking knows that it is an impossible extravagant hope.

It's as if if you close your eyes and don't look at everything in front of you, you can really wake up and be reborn.

In the short period of time that the man was tidying up, the shopkeeper gradually relied on his last bit of strength to curl up his body. It's like returning to the state of his mother's womb, it's very relaxed and relaxed, and he doesn't want to cling to it anymore.

But after all, it was just a fantasy, and after the shopkeeper finally closed his eyes weakly, the whole person relaxed.

couldn't help but relax his body, and the shopkeeper could feel that his heart was also relaxed, and his own heartbeat gradually slowed down.

It's just that the sky outside the window is gradually brightening, and time is still moving forward step by step, and it will not stop for anyone.

And the shopkeeper who was lying on the ground, who had a short but very long life, did not struggle anymore when his heartbeat gradually stopped.

There was no screaming, no pain, no breakdown, no tears, no unnecessary noises, all around was silent.

However, in the eyes of men, a person who was alive a second ago has left this world silently at this moment.

Anyone has to pay for what they do, but the price of the shopkeeper is a little heavier, and no one else can be blamed. But it's okay, it's not a good thing to die without too much pain like this, it's better than living in the world for a long time.

It's just that these are just the subjective thoughts of a man, and it just so happens that he has the ability to destroy what he wants to destroy.

For a man, killing someone is as simple as stepping on an ant, and that's how an assassin works, let alone an old assassin.

In the whole process, there is no personal emotion, let alone the brilliance of human nature, for fear of affecting judgment.

After packing up all his belongings, the man began to arm himself with all the hidden weapons on his wrists.

After doing this, he began to clean up the other things in the room, and even before he left, he did not forget to look around to see what he had missed and forgotten, and saw a cup of tea on the table from someone else last night, and drank it all.

After that, with a sense of wind and cold, the pride and ambition of the strong man who will never return, is actually more of a thief.

It's just that under his gradually hidden face, it is difficult for anyone to see clearly what kind of expression the man is.

But even so, after the man quickly packed up his things, he also made a simple disguise, and didn't think about looking back at the shopkeeper, it didn't matter if he was dead or alive, after all, he was only dead, and there was no movement behind him, presumably it was the previous poison needle that had an effect.

The man looked out the window, the time was almost up, according to what the shopkeeper said before, plus his prediction of Ivan. At this time, Ivan should have finished breakfast and was wandering around the border city, preparing to find a good time to go back to the inn or get out.

Without any further hesitation, the man came directly from the window of the inn, as dashing as the previous one who had left, leaving only one figure.

Jumping down, there was another "bang", and then the cloth shoe fell to the ground, and then the soles of the feet collided with the ground.

But this is the voice that the shopkeeper can't hear at this time, he is lying on the ground, motionless, exactly like a corpse.

For a while, there was only one person left in the room, and there was still a sound made by others outside the door, some people were lying down, some people were getting up, some people had just fallen asleep, and some people had just woken up from a dream, everyone was living.

They are just doing the most ordinary things in their own lives, which may affect others, and may not be.

After the man jumped from the window, the room returned to quiet, as if no one had ever been there, and the man had a clear goal, and after leaving the inn, he quickly headed in the direction that the shopkeeper had come before, almost in the same route as him, ready to go to the city.

Preparing to walk into the border city, his gaze was as sharp as an eagle, and his aura was full of aura at this time, like a strong wind blowing.

At the same time, when the man jumped out of the window and landed firmly on the ground, in another corner of the city, there was another man who was also equipped in his room, and he came out of the room and went up the stairs without hurrying.

The state of the two is completely different, even if they have met not long ago, this person is more like they are preparing to go on an autumn trip.

The face is very comfortable, and his dress is not very different from the people around him, but it doesn't feel very good.

This is also the aura of an assassin, but compared to a man, this person seems to be more like an ordinary person in the city.

He was walking in this direction of the man, and the gap between the two in speed gradually widened the distance between the two of them. He is not in a hurry to catch up with him now, there is no need for this, the plans of the two are different, he is more like a hole card in the mission.

The man went out on the front foot, and someone on the back foot walked in the direction of the room, and did not stop until he held the thing in his hand.

It was a guy in the inn before, and he stood at the door of the room where the man had stayed before, his face full of immaturity that couldn't hide his age. He was carrying a pot of freshly brewed hot tea, which the man had told him seriously last night, but don't forget.

When the time came this morning, or around the same time, I sent it to the man, and the man obviously got up a little late today.