"Can I sit here?" said a young Frenchman with a deep eagle nose bowing politely to Natsumi. The white gold-painted suit, the Omega watch inlaid with sapphires, the oily head, the handsome appearance, the straight posture, and the gentle smile all show the good background and profound cultivation of this son, it is obvious that this is the son of a big family. However, he just asked Natsumi, but he automatically ignored me and Xiao Ai, and the arrogance and superiority on his body made me very unhappy.

"I'm sorry, I'm not welcome you here, please leave. Seeing that man, Natsumi, who had always been kind, rarely turned cold all of a sudden, exuding a cold air that was not inferior to Xiao Ai.

"Oh, how can you say that, it hurts my heart," the man said, "heartbreak," the man picked up the bell on our table and shook it lightly, making a "clanging" crackle.

"Do you need anything, sir?" said the waiter, who heard the bell and immediately bowed to the man.

"Please add me a chair and a pair of cutlery. The man smiled.

"Please leave! immediately!" Natsumi said with a frown, and then said to the waiter, "Please help me take him away, he disturbed our meal." ”

"This ......," the waiter looked at the man in embarrassment.

"My name is Martin Rothchild, and I do as I say!" the man frowned, and whispered to the waiter.

The waiter's eyes changed when he heard this, and he bowed and said, "As you wish, sir." ”

"If you don't leave, I'm going to call the police!" Xia Mei, who has always been very good, finally became angry, staring at her big apricot eyes, her willow eyebrows were upside down, and she looked like a beautiful woman.

"Oh, beauty, I like you the way you look, you're so beautiful!" said the man, smiling gently, his eyes changing slightly, showing a snake-like vulture, "but you'd better not do that, you know, I can keep you in France at any time." ”

I looked at the embroidered pattern on the man's suit and thought for a moment. And Xiao Ai, because he didn't understand French, didn't know what the two were talking about, just ate silently and didn't look at him.

"You ......" Natsumi wanted to be angry, but she seemed to remember something and suppressed it stiffly.

"Oh, I've just appeared, this little sister is also quite cute!" The man looked at Xiao Ai with a look of surprise in his eyes, and a trace of disgusting greed flashed in his eyes. Although his demeanor is full of luxury, his heart is dirty.

"Uncle, you really have a vision!" I pretended to look at the man with an innocent look, the corners of my mouth were slightly curled, and there seemed to be red light flowing in my burgundy pupils, which looked very weird.

"Little ghost, no one has ever sued you, don't children interject when adults speak?" Martin glanced at me, a flash of disdain and disgust in his eyes.

"He was brought by me, how to teach it is my business, you don't have to meddle with it!" Xia Mei snorted lightly, and said with a faint anger: "Since you must sit here, then whatever you want, we will lose company first after we finish eating!" After speaking, without waiting for Martin to react, he pulled me and Xiao Ai and walked out. I stole back to look back at Martin, who was looking at Natsumi's back, smiling shallowly, suave, like a gentleman watching his friend leave.

Very well, we're really connected...... I looked back, smiling with a gentle and murderous face......

At night, Paris is lit up on the Seine, reflecting a mesmerizing vision. Natsumi took me and Xiao Ai's hands and walked slowly by the river, looking rather depressed.

"I'm sorry, Xiaohui, Xiaoai, because of my relationship, you have encountered such an unpleasant thing as soon as you arrive in Paris. Despite the low feelings, Natsumi smiled at us reluctantly, and even in such a dim environment, I could still clearly see Natsumi's pale face.

"It's okay, Sister Natsumi, who is that person?" I asked, feigning curiosity. Actually, I know that person very well, and even I don't think Natsumi knows as much as me, but in order to hide my identity, I still have to ask.

"I don't know, since he met me in the restaurant two months ago, he has always come to pester me, and he can't get rid of me, claiming to be the next heir of a big family, and I didn't ask what kind of family it is. Natsumi said with a sullen face. To my surprise, Natsumi didn't know anything about that person except for his name.

"Oh. I stopped talking after I answered, thinking about some things in my heart, Natsumi was in a bad mood and was too lazy to speak, and Xiao Ai didn't like to talk from the beginning, so no one spoke out for a while, and the scene was deserted.

After walking around the river for half an hour, Xia Mei finally became a little more excited, looked up at me and Xiao Wai and smiled: "I'm really sorry, I didn't eat enough in the restaurant just now, Sa, let's go home, my sister will make you delicious snacks!"

"Hmm. I replied, and sneered in my heart: Rothschild, you are so disgusting to me from every point of view......

When he returned home, the old housekeeper had already fallen asleep, and he was an old man, and his energy was no better than that of a young man. But it's a lot easier for us. Xia Mei, who returned home, looked much better, and personally cooked some pastries, snacks and other things for me and Xiao Ai. I have to say that Miss Xia Mei's level of making dim sum is really a master's level, and the dim sum made is sweet, sour, crispy, or glutinous, each of which is unique, and the sweet and fragrant taste slowly spreads out in the mouth, and the wonderful touch brought by the touch between the teeth is simply wonderful. But maybe it's my personal problem, I always feel that Xiao Mourn does something better, this is the so-called lover's eyes?

Because she was in a really bad mood, Natsumi's spirit was a little sluggish, and not long after eating the snack, she drove us back to our rooms and turned off the lights to sleep. However, it is rare to come to Paris for the first real night in Paris, and meet "so interesting" people, wouldn't it be a pity to go to bed so early?

In the darkness, a dark shadow flashed away.

At four o'clock in the morning, a small figure stood in front of a large manor, this is the 8th arrondissement of Paris, as the capital of France, Paris has as many as 20 arrondissements, but this alias is called the "Bourbon Palace District" The 8th arrondissement is not affordable for everyone. It is a place of great interest, embassies and state institutions, including the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the Ministry of Economy and Finance, the Ministry of National Defense, the Ministry of Education, and the estates of some dignitaries.

It is not a place where money can live, but a symbol of nobility and great energy in the upper echelons of French society, and each estate represents a prominent family. For example, the one in front of me now is the family of the scum I met before, people in the outside world call it the Rothchild family, but in the mercenary world or the killer world, it is generally called the Tulip family.

The tulip family is said to have risen hundreds of years ago as a flower trader, and now in addition to mastering the Rothchild Bank and participating in other banking and financial activities, it has also widely penetrated into various fields such as non-ferrous metals, transportation, metallurgy, insurance, commerce, international trade, mining, chemicals, electrical, petroleum, etc. Hundreds of years of accumulation have made this humble little family grow into a behemoth, one of the famous French 200 families.

The Rothchild family's estate is very large, covering hundreds of acres, which is incredible in a place where every inch of land is at a premium, but it also proves the status of the Rothchild family in France. The manor is full of all kinds of tulips, red, white, golden, pink...... You have everything, because it's dark now, so you can't see anything, but if it's daytime, the appearance of a large sea of flowers shining in the sun must be beautiful and impressive. But I didn't come from my home in the 9th arrondissement to see the flowers.

Because it controls the economic lifeline of France, the French government allows the Rothchild family to support a private bodyguard army, about 500 people, and allows guns to ensure the safety of the people inside the estate. In this case, it would be good for both the Rothchild family and the French government. However, 500 people are only on the surface, and everyone in the mercenary world knows that the Tulip mercenary group operating in Central Asia belongs to the Rotchild family, with about 5,000 people, and it is well-equipped and has strong combat effectiveness. It is precisely because of this armed force as a hole card that the Rothchild family gradually inserted their hands into the legal ** realm, and acted more and more arrogantly, this style of acting has been well demonstrated in the previous Martin.

At four o'clock in the morning, this is the last darkness before dawn, and it is also the most tired moment, the bodyguard team of 500 people in the Rothchild family manor is divided into groups of five people, a total of 100 groups, each time 20 groups are divided into 20 areas inside and outside the villa, changing shifts every two hours, day and night. In the eyes of ordinary people who defend like this, it can be said that it is not strict, but in my eyes, it is a little ridiculous.

Seeing a gap, I jumped over, stepped on the iron fence bar, and rushed in with only a few clicks. A little more than two hours before dawn, the last night shift, and the bodyguards looked a little listless. This is not to blame them, after all, there are really not a few people who dare to provoke the Tulip family in France.

I was dressed in black, and I walked in the darkness like a shadow melting in the darkness, silently. There are a lot of monitors here, but there are also a lot of flowers, sculptures, and so on, which makes my dodge seem unusually easy. All I have now is a fruit knife I bought from the store, and I'm going to have to find a way to get my hands on a gun.

"I said what the hell is going on these days, the boss suddenly looks very nervous, and always asks us to work overtime! Really, he doesn't let us live......" One of the bodyguards complained as they passed by my hidden corner.

"Don't complain, the boss must have a reason, don't talk too much if you want to do it. Another member of the team scolded.

"Hehe, I heard from the brothers in the other team that the boss has a very powerful enemy who wants to seek revenge, is it true?" asked the man before with a grin.

"If you want to live well, don't ask what you shouldn't know!" the leader exclaimed, frowning.

"Cut!" the man pouted sheepishly, but did not say anything more.

Did they already know that I was coming?" I frowned in confusion, but now was not the time to think about this, I shook off the distractions in my mind, calmed my breathing, and while the bodyguard walked over and turned his back to me, I dodged out, jumped forward, and plunged the fruit knife in my hand into the last person's main artery! The bodyguard softened on the spot, and opened his mouth in fear, but he couldn't scream. My knife was deep in his neck and had punctured his trachea. As soon as I reached out and grabbed his soft body, I gently placed it on the ground, the whole process lasted only two seconds, and there was no sound at all, and the four people in front of me continued to walk forward, without feeling a person fall behind me.

I quickly retrieved a pistol, three magazines, and a silencer from the man, and placed them on my body.

"Hey, Bernard, what are you going to do......"

"Poof!"

"Uh!" the leader turned around when he was greeted by a bullet. He watched the bullets come towards his head, but his body couldn't react at all, and he could only fall to the ground with a pair of incredulous eyes and a sigh-like voice. As for the other three, they didn't even have a chance to turn back, and their heads turned into rotten watermelons.

The pistol with the silencer installed is like a poisonous snake hidden in the dark, and it wants to choose people to love it.

"Poof!poof......" Along the way, twenty groups of bodyguards have been quietly wiped out by me, the strength of a group of five is too weak, and the level of these bodyguards is not very good, at most it is better than the people of the Yamaguchi group. It's not that I'm a homicide, it's that it's only two hours before dawn, and I don't have much time to spare, and if someone else invades the manor and calls the police, my efforts will be in vain. So I had to wronged them. If you want to blame them, blame them for the wrong master.

Carefully pried open the door of the villa, a sliding step dodged in, a sense of horror that stood on end suddenly came to my brain center, my body began to react on its own under the conditioned reflex, and before I even had time to think about it, my body rolled on the ground like a donkey! At the same time, I only heard two "ding" sounds around me! As soon as my hand was raised, two bullets flew out, and the two corpses fell to the ground with a "bang!"

I came back to my senses and took a closer look at what had happened to me. I saw two men wearing sunglasses with a blood hole on their heads on both sides of the gate, and it seemed that they had been guarding both sides of the gate. There were two bullet holes next to me that were faintly smoking. This qiē was born too quickly, and in the midst of lightning and flint, it was all over! Fortunately, my intuition was extremely sharp, otherwise, I would have died! I secretly rejoiced. There should have been a monitor in the hall, but probably because of the need to maintain the concealment of the bodyguard's assault, there were no lights in the hall, only some faint moonlight came in, and it was very dim, and even if there was a monitor, nothing could be seen.

Judging from the words of the bodyguards outside, it seems that the owner of this manor has sensed that I am coming, and the guards here must be tighter, and I must be careful. After taking out the bodyguard at the door, I didn't leave immediately, but hid behind a vase in the hall and waited for someone who might be here.

I waited for half an hour and emptied all the bodyguards who were patrolling past here, and there were about two dozen of them. After making sure that no one would pass by again, I quietly cattoed upstairs. The first floor is generally the kitchen, study, utility room and where the people live, and the second floor is where the owner of the villa lives, which is the experience I have gained from many years of operation.

There were a lot fewer bodyguards on the second floor, but again, they were much more sophisticated, and I carefully dodged the monitors while dealing with all kinds of attacks at any time, and in the small space of the corridor on the second floor, corpses filled the hallway, and it took me a lot of effort to get to a bedroom that looked large. It seems that there are not only the head of the family but also the young master who live in it. Although I wonder why it has come to this point, no one has called the police, but I don't care much now. Inside the villa, the smell of blood floated faintly, filled with a breath of death.

I cautiously opened the door and dodged in, only to see a large bed in the middle of a large luxuriously decorated room, on which lay the arrogant Martin Rothchild who had been in the dining room last night, and beside him were two naked and bewitching women, and the three of them were entangled together, which looked very unsightly.

I was too lazy to despise this scumbag, and as soon as I raised my hand, three bullets exploded the heads of the three people who were dreaming into three blurred balls of flesh and blood. While I can make them die cleanly and pretty, I especially like to deal with those who disgust me with this more bloody method.

As I walked out of the bedroom, a room with a dim yellow light caught my eye, and I leaned over cautiously.

"Since you're here, come in. "As soon as I got closer, an old voice came out of it. I was stunned for a moment, but then I walked in calmly, and since the other party already knew that someone was coming, it would be ridiculous for me to sneak around.

"I don't know what the relationship between children and reincarnation is?" In a small room, an old-fashioned oil lamp from the European Middle Ages was flickering and burning, radiating a fluctuating dim light, and a kind-faced old man sat in a rocking chair, holding a book in his hand and asked me with a smile.

"Lord of the Rothchild family?" I glanced at the old man.

"Well, I'm the seventeenth head of the Rothchild family, Müller Rothchild. The old man smiled and nodded, and then asked, "I have already answered the children's questions, will the children also answer my questions?"

"I have no interest in talking to the dead. "Although I don't intend to let the old man in front of me live, I will not reveal any information about my identity for the sake of caution. I cautiously looked around the room.

"If you're looking for a monitor, don't bother, this room doesn't have one. The old man smiled and said, "As the head of the Rothchild family, I don't want to be watched by my own family. Also, you should thank me for not having my bodyguard call the police, but just playing some assassination games with you. ”

"Oh, I see!" I realized. No wonder even with so many dead people, the villa was still so quiet. "As a thank you for your kindness, I have killed Martin, the next heir to your House of Rothschild. I shrugged my shoulders and said to Mueller with all sincerity.

"Ah, thank you so much," Mueller actually laughed happily, "I have wanted to kill this waste for a long time, but it is difficult to do it due to blood relations, you kill him, I can just choose a new, better heir." ”

"Really?" I was surprised, "Then you should thank me." ”

"Yes, so in order to thank you, I deliberately put all the servants in the house on vacation, and I have been waiting for you here. Mueller smiled and clapped his hands, and the bookshelf beside him suddenly opened sideways, making way for a dark passage.

"Da, da, da......" With the sound of footsteps, a figure gradually appeared.

One moment I was watching curiously, but the next moment I suddenly pulled out a pistol from behind me! There was a "bang" of gunshots, and the visitor fell into the shadows in amazement, and was already lost before he even showed his face.

"Oh, boy, you're not very good at the rules!" said Müller, surprised: "What a violation of chivalry is yours." ”

"No matter how high the kung fu is, I am afraid of kitchen knives, no matter how good my skills are, if I am knocked down with one shot, it is unreasonable for the person who pretends to be b not to die. I put away my gun lightly.

"Alas, it's a pity, this guy is quite good, I spent a lot of money to recruit it, I heard that it is also a Thai boxing champion......" Mueller bowed his head regretfully.

"So, do you have anything else to say, if not, you can die. "I understand very well that this old man has been with me?? Wordy purpose, but my patience at the moment has been exhausted, the sky will soon dawn, and I will leave as much as I can.

"Young people nowadays are really impatient, you will regret killing me for so long. As if anticipating his own death, the old man's face was unusually calm, as if he were talking about someone else's business.

"I never regret it. "I raised my gun and shot the old man in the eyebrows, and the old man's face never changed, even if he died, it was as peaceful as sleeping.

Since the old man said that he had put all the irrelevant people on vacation, then I had no scruples, and directly took some gasoline from the garage and burned the house down, regardless of whether there was evidence left, a fire went down, and it was all reduced to ashes. Looking at the flames of light soaring into the sky, the anger in my heart finally leaked a little. At this point, my purpose of coming to Paris has been achieved.

"Bang! Bang! Bang......" Just as I was about to leave, a figure clapped his hands and walked out from behind me, saying, "I didn't expect you to become like this, it's so surprising to me!

The slightly teasing voice in the indifference made my hand holding the gun freeze there at once.

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ps: Oh my day, I started writing at four o'clock, and I wrote it until almost eleven o'clock, and I only wrote a chapter and a half, and I wrote and deleted, deleted, and I still felt that I couldn't write the effect I wanted, and I still couldn't make up for the chapter I owed, helpless, I'm sorry everyone.? (?_?)?

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