It was still the same tavern, and an old man sat at a table in the corner of the shop, his eyes blank.

Old Tony still had a big silver thread on his back, with a vulgar gold chain, and a cigarette in his hand was burning little by little.

Yuan Pengfei looked at the milk in front of him and didn't drink it as usual. He's changed, and who knows if old Tony will change too.

Don't drink from other people's food, it's something anyone who wants to be safer in the world.

The cigarette was half burned, and Tony Sr. knocked the long soot into the ashtray, brought it to his mouth and took a hard puff, and under the burning of the flames, the cigarette was shortened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The smoke swirled in his lungs, and he exhaled into the thick smoke in the sky, "You've changed. ”

"People always have to change a little bit, don't they?" Yuan Pengfei replied without blinking.

He knew what old Tony was talking about, it was nothing more than that his methods of killing people had changed, and he had taken the property from his target.

That dead fat man may not dare to sue, but old Tony always has a way to find out, after all, this old guy is also a sitting tiger, and it is not a good thing to be a killer agent.

Old Tony stared at him for a long time, and after all, he didn't continue to dwell on this matter.

Yuan Pengfei is not the only killer in his hands, but there is only one ace killer who can complete any task.

It is not good for him to fall out, and there is another very real problem, in the name of helping to keep his wealth, he has ignored the commission that Yuan Pengfei has been working for.

Of course, he didn't mean to be ignorant, but he felt that the money stored in the bank was dead money and could not be used as it should be.

Like banks, they should invest in various industries that make a fortune, and use money to make money and become more wealthy.

With this in mind, he threw himself into an alternative gambling house stock market. In the past two years, the economy was good, and he also made a lot of money.

It's just that in the past two years, the stock market has been particularly sluggish, and he has lost all the money he earned, even the principal of the original investment.

He just wants to pay back Yuan Pengfei's money, and he doesn't have the ability to do so. We can only continue to make up more lies and round out this lie.

At the same time, because he owes something to people, old Tony also has some shortcomings, and he doesn't dare to pursue it too much.

After taking two photos, he pointed and said: "New mission, these two people are unruly and have crossed the line, and the price is their lives, are you free?" ”

Yuan Pengfei touched his chin and nodded: "It's okay to be free, but I have new ideas."

In the future, to launch a value-added service, the target is chosen. Shooting, stabbing, and disemboweling.

If there are other needs, I can also try to meet them. Of course, the price needs to be doubled, and the previous price is no longer worthy of my identity as an ace killer. ”

This matter has been brewing for a long time, and the killer industry is essentially a service industry, so it is necessary to improve the level of service and meet the wishes of employers as much as possible.

High-level and high-end services should have a higher price, and he wants to be a killer-level high-end market and become the first person in the killer world.

Maybe if you do this, you can get an achievement after the mission, and that is additional earnings.

Old Tony pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray and twisted it hard.

His mood was also a little uncalm, looking Yuan Pengfei up and down, as if asking: Is this still the person he knew before?

He didn't know how impressive Shibetsu would be, but he knew it was a really interesting idea.

Customized high-end service, which requires exquisite craftsmanship of high-end killers, there are few killers in the killer world, the market is very broad, and the competition is not so fierce.

The most important thing is a higher price, which is very, very important for him who is relatively short of money.

Thinking of this, old Tony agreed very happily: "I didn't expect you to be an excellent creator, I will help you promote your customized services, and there must be many employers willing to give it a try." ”

"No problem, waiting for your good news." Yuan Pengfei gently tapped the table with his index finger, picked up the two photos, and walked away without looking back.

With the sound of the door closing, Old Tony withdrew his gaze, picked up the glass of milk poured for Yuan Pengfei and drank it in a big gulp.

He knew very well in his heart that the ace killer under his command had changed, and he was no longer that simple.

A smart person with a brilliant idea always has so many thoughts, and suspicion is also accompanied by him.

He'll have to be careful, too.

Outside the door of the small restaurant, Matilda, who had been waiting, was a little bored, and a well-dressed boy came up.

"Hi beauty, do you want to smoke?"

"Okay!"

Matilda took the cigarette and leaned it on the flame raised by the lighter, lighting it very skillfully, exhaling a thick smoke.

The young man was not surprised to see that she was very skilled, and he lit a cigarette for himself and began to chat with her.

Either say who attracts whom!

Matilda had learned from his mother's dress, and she didn't look like her age at all, like a little sister in the street, and it was normal for the little gangsters to get together.

Just as they were chatting hotly, Yuan Pengfei pushed open the door and walked out, and pulled Matilda aside very hatefully.

He leaned down and stared down into Matilda's eyes, more serious than ever: "Listen, Matilda, you can't just talk to people on the street, who knows which of these strangers will plot against you. ”

Matilda combed her loose hair behind her ears, calmed her mind, and said nonchalantly, "Bad uncle, don't be nervous, what's the big deal?" I just smoked while I waited. ”

Healthy growth, excluding swearing.

Yuan Pengfei said very seriously: "Listen, I want you to quit swearing, you can't talk to others like this all the time, I want you to work hard to learn to speak well, understand"?

"Okay."

Little Lori agreed to be refreshing.

"I want you to quit smoking, smoking is bad for your health."

Yuan Pengfei struck while the iron was hot and continued to put forward his requirements, because healthy growth does not include smoking.

Little Lori threw the cigarette butt in her hand to the ground and stepped on it casually: "Okay." ”

The two short words sounded perfunctory, and the calluses in his ears were about to come out: "Don't answer me in such short words again, okay?" ”

"Okay." Little Lori replied habitually, but after seeing his angry eyes, she hurriedly added: "Bad uncle." ”

This sentence "bad uncle" is endless, Yuan Pengfei's big hand covered the watermelon head of Xiao Lori and rubbed it badly, turning her hair into a chicken nest before stopping.

If it's not bad, how can you call it a bad uncle!