3:20 a.m., Room 503 at Courtyard by Marriott.

Malenkov was lying on the big bed, and there was a courtesan who had been called for service at a high price next to his pillow. The mobile phone next to the bedside suddenly lit up, buzzed and vibrated twice, and a message came in. The alert killer immediately opened his eyes and grabbed his phone.

As a man who created blood in the dark, Malenkov came from a poor background. He kills people in cold blood just to make money, to enjoy. He is accustomed to going out to luxury hotels and celebrity clubs all over the world, and he likes to hunt down successful people in high society the most.

Longing for the life of a wealthy family, but also jealous of the status of the superiors, and desperately trying to squeeze into the circle of the top, Malenkov is such a contradictory person, who is not willing to treat himself badly at any time.

Malenkov recruited a team of four on the dark web, all seasoned veterans. One of them died at the hands of Zhou Qingfeng, and although the remaining three realized that the target of this hunt was not easy to deal with, they did not intend to give up.

After all, it's three million euros!

If it weren't for the fact that Old Caroling was anxious and made a bloody investment, otherwise the price of hunting Zhou Qingfeng normally would not have exceeded 100,000 euros - at this price, someone would have broken his head.

There are three people left in the team, taking turns to rest. The person on duty is responsible for paying attention to the movement of the outside world and always reminding his companion to react. The text message that Malenkov has now received is from another killer, a notice issued by the Brussels police.

The notice is addressed to all residents of the city, alerting them to a burglary and murder at gunpoint in a neighborhood in the city, in which several people have been killed. The public should pay attention to avoidance, and if there are clues, please contact the police.

This information seems to have nothing to do with Malenkov, but the killer on duty also sent information gathered from other channels. Since the people who died were all gang members, the police initially judged that this was a gang homicide, and at most the murderer committed the crime quite neatly.

It is noteworthy that all witnesses claimed that the entire attack lasted very short, seeing only one hooded perpetrator and the attack on the Kuch gang who had just helped Malenkov - the attackers robbed money and robbed one person.

Malenkov knew what his companion was worried about, and he also held his phone and his mind wandered, wondering who the murderer could be? Whether it has anything to do with yourself.

Theoretically, if the target is hunted and knows that he is in danger, it is generally two choices. Either call the police for help, or flee quickly. Is there a third option? Yes!

But there are very few people who dare to fight back.

Recalling his short fight with Zhou Qingfeng, Malenkov felt that the target this time was not a person who played cards according to common sense. Caroling-Sr. also sent a reminder, saying that this Asian teenager had a relationship with the famous Erica. Hussey had a close relationship.

Erica. Hussey is a legendary female killer in recent years, and this woman is very difficult to mess with. Is it possible for her to rush over and protect her immediately? Will the target take the initiative to counter-hunt? Does the prey have any other companions?

All sorts of questions flooded Malenkov's brain, and he had to make a judgment as soon as possible - the one named Viktor. Is it possible that Hugo's kid threatens himself?

At this moment......

Although Zhou Qingfeng was annoyed, he could only leave Marco in the room to sleep, and he came out alone to continue looking for clues in the hotel. After the waiter just looked at Malenkov's picture, his pupils constricted significantly, which was a sign of confirmation.

There is more than one waiter in the hotel, and there are a large number of other attendants in addition to the waiter. Zhou Qingfeng didn't believe that everyone didn't answer his question, after all, he was now a person with money ability, and he had a lot of cash in his pocket.

The corridors of the hotel are quiet late at night. Zhou Qingfeng looked at the internal structure diagram from the brochure provided by the hotel, and quickly found the location of the hotel's gym and swimming pool, which is a 24-hour functional area with other waiters.

As a fairly cosmopolitan city, people from all over the world arrive in Brussels all the time. Courtyard by Marriott is occupied throughout the day. The gym is also full of people day and night.

Zhou Qingfeng took the elevator to the hotel gym and found that there were quite a few people exercising during this time. However, in response to his request to find an excuse to track down Malenkov, the waiter at the gym was even more afraid to speak in the crowded environment.

Zhou Qingfeng is boring, he can't spend any money, and his ability to make money is actually limited. He had to try his luck at the pool again. If it still doesn't work, he's a little helpless.

The hotel's swimming pool is also full of people, and there are also many waiters who are responsible for handing out towels and drinks. Zhou Qingfeng deliberately changed into swimsuits and swim trunks and came in, and in addition to finding many beautiful women with excellent figures around the pool, he didn't have a chance to find someone to ask.

The frustrated Uncle Zhou could only sulk by the pool with his waist in his back, and he was helpless to look left and right. He was about to scratch his head and leave, when a head suddenly popped out of the water waves in the pool, and he yelled at him very unceremoniously: "Hey, are you here like this?" ”

The one who spoke was a short-haired girl, not very old, ...... looking, round face, baby fat, very cute. She took off her swimming goggles, her body was in the water, her arms were lying on the shore of the pool, and she looked up at Zhou Qingfeng angrily, "Don't say you don't know me anymore?" ”

Zhou Qingfeng took a closer look, and really didn't recognize who this little girl was? Not at all impressed.

Seeing that this Asian teenager didn't react at all, the little girl in the pool was about to explode. She is like a little princess on weekdays, and she is sought after and flattered wherever she goes. There are only a handful of people who dare to ignore her. Even for those who don't like her, superficial deference is still necessary.

only met Uncle Zhou twice, and both times he was regarded as a passerby, not even as good as a passerby.

"You ......, that open-air party the other day, that kickboxing match." The little girl shouted, "I'll lose to you as soon as I play." ”

Ah......, Zhou Qingfeng remembered - it was the round-faced 'little wild cat'. is obviously a very cute girl, but she wants to find someone to fight with her teeth and claws. Technically speaking, ordinary people can't beat her.

After recognizing this girl, Zhou Qingfeng was still maintaining the posture of 'forked psoas muscles', and only let out an expressionless 'oh'. He looked left and right, and saw two security guards leaning behind him, fat and strong, staring at him coldly.

Zhou Qingfeng shrugged his shoulders and suddenly thought of something. He put on a smiling face to coax a child, took a few steps forward and squatted down, approached the little girl and asked, "Eh......, my name is Hugo, what is your name?" ”

"Fuck off." The little girl belongs to the donkey, and she does not go, and she retreats. Uncle Zhou doesn't mess with her, she will take the initiative to run over. When Uncle Zhou spoke, her face sank, her body leaned back, her feet kicked the pool wall, and her arms paddled away.

Eat deflated.

Zhou Qingfeng stood by the pool, wanting to chase but couldn't; I wanted to shout, but it was hard to speak, and I was stunned - because he didn't know water at all, and if he entered the water, he would sink like a scale.

The little girl swam out for more than ten meters and found that Zhou Qingfeng was still by the pool, she swam back and asked, "Why don't you go into the water?" ”

"I can't swim." Zhou Qingfeng can only honestly expose his flaws.

Ahaha...... the little girl laughed loudly as if she had discovered some big secret, "God, you can't swim?" For the first time, I saw someone who couldn't swim. How is this possible? ”

The people in the entire pool were attracted by this laughter, and they all looked at Uncle Zhou who was 'forked psoas'.

Zhou Qingfeng was so helpless to be ridiculed by this little girl, "What's wrong with not being able to swim?" No one says humans have to be able to swim. ”

"Humans are born to swim. That's what my mom said. ”

"Your mom was wrong, and I won't. Wait..... we won't discuss this topic. I want to ask you something, you ......" Zhou Qingfeng squatted by the pool almost flatteringly, wanting to talk to the little girl.

"No!" The little girl immediately paddled away, "Unless you come down and swim with me." ”

Uncle Zhou really can't!

He crouched pitifully at the water's edge, and after a while he put his feet in the water at most, and then ......, and there was no more.

Lao Tzu is really a weighing stone when he goes into the water, and he will drown.

The welfare institute in Tianyang City is strictly managed, and swimming in the river is too dangerous and absolutely not allowed.

The little girl swam away and then looked back, only to see this obviously very powerful young boxer sitting by the pool in a daze, and there was nothing he could do about himself. She was inexplicably happy, laughing, as if she had encountered something strange that had never happened in her life.

After laughing, she swam back to tease Uncle Zhou, "Don't you really know how to swim?" Why don't you come down and try? Come down, and I'll talk to you. Whatever you want to ask, I'll answer you. ”

Uncle Zhou glared at the little girl angrily, watching her swim around in the water, one would swim backstroke, one would breaststroke, and one would freestyle. He could only hold his breath on the shore of the pool, wanting to leave but unwilling, he really didn't dare to go into the water.

Shame!

After swimming for a while, I probably understood that Zhou Qingfeng really couldn't swim. The little girl returned to Zhou Qingfeng again and said with a smile: "Otherwise, I will teach you to swim, and you will teach me boxing." ”

For this childish request, Zhou Qingfeng rolled his eyes. He lowered his voice and pretended to be mysterious: "Actually, I found out that there is a group of killers living in the hotel, I want to determine which room they are staying in, and then call the police." But the waiter here doesn't answer my question, can you help? ”

This topic really made the little girl interested. She leaned in and whispered, "Seriously? What killer? How do you know the killer? Are you also a killer? Why don't you just call the police? ”

"Well, I'm certainly not a killer anymore. I saw them by accident. It's not sure if they're still in the hotel. So I thought ....."

Zhou Qingfeng was still organizing words in his heart, and he felt that this little girl was only afraid of some identities and might be able to help. But when he lowered his body, he was caught by this girl by the arm from under the water.

When he found out that his arm was scratched, he was still wondering what this 'little wild cat' was going to do.

This round-faced 'little wild cat' actually grinned hard and dragged Zhou Qingfeng towards the pool. This girl has been waiting for this opportunity, she didn't take the topic of 'killers' seriously at all, and deliberately approached just to drag Uncle Zhou into the water.

Zhou Qingfeng leaned forward in order to talk to the 'little wild cat' in the pool. When he found out that something was going to happen, the center of gravity that had been dragged was unstable. He hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab it, but there was water in the pool in front of him, and he plunged into it.

The moment he entered the water, Zhou Qingfeng's mind was a little confused.

That's the end of it.

Zhou Qingfeng in the water couldn't borrow his strength at all, so he could only flutter with his hands and feet. He waved his hand and grabbed something soft and had to clench it hard. When he finally surfaced, he heard the 'little wild cat' screaming.

Uncle Zhou took a few sips and sank again.

Dead girl, help, I really don't know how to fucking water!