Originally, Zhang Miao's imagination of the interlocutors in her mind was like the images of those beautiful front desks or beautiful hostesses in TV and movies. But when he saw that the iron door with the window was kicked open and a scar-faced old man came in, Zhang Miao secretly swore that he would never believe in the bloody plots in those movies again.

The person who came was Xing Lei, who was called "the man closest to the devil", and at this time, he caught a glimpse of Zhang Miao, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at him with a strange look.

Xing Lei didn't pay attention to it, just flipped through the pile of information in his hand, and said flatly: "No. 7026, from a mountain city at the foot of the Great Xing'an Mountains, fifteen years old this year. ”

Speaking of this, Xing Lei suddenly snorted coldly: "It's still a bastard!" How? Your dad died and started messing around?! ”

Zhang Miao didn't feel anything when she heard the first half of the sentence, but the second half of the sentence directly made Zhang Miao's face instantly gloomy, and her body tensed slightly, and even her breathing became heavy and slow because of the tightness of her body.

What Zhang Miao hates the most is that someone said that his father!

But the scar-faced old man in front of him didn't seem to be something he could knock down, so Zhang Miao could only clench his fists to suppress the anger in his heart.

"Very good, the depression that can't be avenged for ten years has given you a patience that ordinary people don't have." Of course, Xing Lei knew that Zhang Miao chose to endure because he couldn't fight him, but this also made Xing Lei further see another advantage of Zhang Miao.

An advantage that is enough to make Zhang Miao an excellent killer, and he can see the current situation rationally!

Killers, only by rationally looking at the current situation, can they clearly analyze what to do next, whether to choose to retreat or continue to carry out the mission. Only in this way can we maximize our own safety and complete the task.

Xing Lei also understands that if he continues to try, Zhang Miao will collapse, which will only be counterproductive. And now Zhang Miao is just a rookie among rookies, and he doesn't know anything about the knowledge and skills of killers. However, from the temptation just now, Xing Lei also noticed that from a certain point of view, Zhang Miao had a slight advantage.

Thinking of the other five rookies who also needed to be trained, Xing Lei suddenly smiled, and thought to himself: It seems that the first week of training courses can do this.

After making up his mind, Xing Lei first gave a casual military salute to Zhang Miao, and then spoke again: "In the next three months, the only living person you can see, except for the handyman who brings you food every day, is only me and the other five stupid people who also need to be trained. Also, you don't need to know what my last name is, because three months is enough time for you to give me any nickname. ”

In addition, the alliance will kindly provide you with free medical benefits, as well as 2,000 yuan per month. These will be of great help to you in the next three months of training. ”

"Finally, as a rookie number 7026, you have a chance to ask me a question, and I will reply depending on the mood."

Hearing this, Zhang Miao suddenly raised her eyebrows and asked, "You look so old, and you say so many words in one breath, but you haven't choked to death." How did you do that? ”

Assassination Alliance, Bunker No. 38, Basement 1.

It was supposed to be the busiest night of the day, but now there weren't many killers, agents, tech members, and handymen to drink and rest. Tomota also rarely stood behind the bartender, wiping his goblet, while Tomotta was sitting behind the bartender, staring directly at the screen of a Nokia phone.

On Nokia's screen, there is a text message that is constantly being edited in Tomotta's hands: "The number 7026 has been sent to Xing Lei for training." ”

Press the send button and send.

At the moment when the message was sent, Tomota quickly stuffed his mobile phone into the pocket of his suit pants, and then exhaled as if relieved, and whispered: "I really didn't expect that your heart is so big!" ”

2008, 9 August.

On the morning of this day, Zhang Miao was awakened from her sleep by an extremely noisy and harsh sound.

"Number 7026, please get ready, go to the left end of the second corridor for training!"

"Number 7026, please get ready, go to the left end of the second corridor for training!"

"Number 7026, please get ready, go to the left end of the second corridor for training!"

In a daze, Zhang Miao saw that in the corner of the ceiling of the room, there seemed to be a small loudspeaker that slowly blended into the ceiling after playing, and finally disappeared. I don't know why, Zhang Miao suddenly found that the back of his head and the position of his vest were a little chilling!

Zhang Miao woke up instantly, then turned over and sat up, stretched out his hand to the back of his head, and a wet feeling came from his hand unexpectedly.

"I hope it's not a fever or a cold." Zhang Miao only sweated because of what happened yesterday and the lack of sleep time.

But thinking that today was his first day of training, and seeing the bad look of the scar-faced old man, Zhang Miao couldn't help but be a little worried: "I don't know if I can support today's training?" ”

When Zhang Miao finished washing up casually in the bathroom and changed into the clothes she was sent yesterday, she looked at herself in the mirror: her messy hairstyle like a chicken nest, her eyes that looked a little sunken because of her faint dark circles, and her black and white striped clothes, she looked like a prisoner who had been tortured for two or three days.

After coming out of the bathroom, Zhang Miao sat on the edge of the bed and waited for a while, as if he noticed that no one would come to bring him breakfast, so he got up and pushed open the iron door with a window and stepped into the No. 2 corridor.

Follow the instructions on the radio to go to the end on the left.

Nearly twenty minutes later, Zhang Miao saw a man in a wide black robe standing in front of a glass door from a distance, and standing next to him seemed to be a girl with short blond hair.

I don't know why, seeing this person who was shrouded in black robes, Zhang Miao actually had a fluttering illusion!

Subconsciously, Zhang Miao slowed down, and finally stood at a distance of about two meters from the two people, and then leaned against the wall, pretending to be casual. In fact, Zhang Miao found that his state at this time was actually getting closer to this black-robed man, the more he was floating, as if he would get rid of the attraction and fly up at any time.

And the hood of the black-robed man moved slightly, as if he glanced at Zhang Miao, and the blonde girl next to the black-robed man also glanced at Zhang Miao, and then grabbed a slender jade-like hand exposed by the black-robed man with his left hand.

The relationship between these two people seems to be very unusual!

And Zhang Miao, who pretended to be casual but his mind was not clear, did not notice the small movements that could be seen at a glance. Zhang Miao only thought that these two people were the same as him, they were brought to the No. 38 bunker by different agents, and they didn't know each other.

After about a few minutes, Zhang Miao felt that his brain had cleared up, and at the same time, a very rhythmic sound of the soles of his shoes stomping on the ground came into his ears, Zhang Miao looked up at the source of the sound, and at a glance saw a scar-faced old man with white hair and camouflage uniform walking towards here.

This person is not Xing Lei, who else can it be?!

Behind him, there were three men who were wearing black and white striped clothes like Zhang Miao, who were originally just looking at each other a few times, but when Zhang Miao's eyes swept over the faces of one of them, they raised their eyebrows and showed surprise. Zhang Miao never thought that he would meet an acquaintance who was not familiar here, and Zhang Miao and this acquaintance were only one afternoon and one night apart.

Wu Ba!

This Guangdong actor who made Zhang Miao have thousands of suspicions, is actually under the same roof with him again at this time!

Wu Ba also seemed to see Zhang Miao at this time, but this Cantonese man, neither his eyes nor his expression changed, just like seeing a stranger, his face was calm and indifferent.

Just as Zhang Miao was showing a strange look on his face, he heard Xing Lei say in a deep voice: "No. 7014!" If you don't put away the sleep gas you put out! Just go back to Thailand and continue to be your prostitute! ”

Sleep gas? No wonder I felt groggy just now, it turned out that he was all doing it!

Zhang Miao glanced at the black-robed man, and thought to himself: "It is estimated that he also noticed that Scarface was coming, so he put away this sleeping gas." At the same time, Zhang Miao glanced at the blonde girl beside the black-robed man again, and some questions couldn't help but rise in his mind just now.

Just as Zhang Miao was thinking, Xing Lei spoke again: "Today, it may be the first day that the rookies among the six of you and the fools among the fools meet each other, and it is also the first day that you officially participate in the training!" And I, too, am the instructor who will train you for the next three months. ”

"As I said yesterday when I talked to you, you don't need to know what my last name is, because for the next three months, you'll give me the nickname you want to call me the most during training!"

In the end, Xing Lei's face suddenly rose slightly, and with the scar on his face, there was a subtle feeling that made people feel ominous: "In addition, I want to be sure of one thing." Didn't you rookies wait for the breakfast that should have been delivered a long time ago? ”

Just as Xing Lei had just finished speaking, a short man standing on the side suddenly answered: "That, instructor Sang, it seems that there are a few, uh, 'rookie's native language, not Chinese Chinese." ”

I'm still Japanese......