Tang Tian came back from the training room.

The black suitcase was spread out, and she was folding a few clothes into it that she needed to take with her on the trip.

Tang Tian was stunned for a moment, raised his hand and wiped the hot sweat on his face, "You're going on a mission again?" ”

She remembered that Tang Ning had just returned from a mission last month, and couldn't help but ask, "How could it be your turn again so soon?" ”

Downing stuffed his modest clothes into his suitcase, then pulled open the bedside table, took out a black dagger from it and stuffed it into his belt, and threw the pistol into the suitcase.

She jumped off the bed and glanced at Tang Tian, "Yes, it was originally ......" and quickly closed her mouth, closed the suitcase, and quickly closed the zipper, "It's my turn so soon, maybe it's okay to see me complete the task quickly every time." She replied narcissistically.

The girl has a thin figure and wears a racer-shaped vest, revealing long hands and feet with a slender and very linear sense. The ponytail is simply tied behind her head, and the face that looks exactly like her is obviously more stunning than her.

Tang Ning walked to the table and poured a glass of water, then raised his head and drank the cold water with a grunt, wiped his mouth, and said to Tang Tian with his suitcase: "Anyway, you just stay at home." I'll be back soon. ”

Tang leaned around to her and looked at her with a slight frown and hesitation: "Why did King release another task to you so quickly?" You only came back last month."

Tang Ning shook her ponytail, looking very optimistic, she touched her sister's little face, and said with a smile: "Didn't I say it?" Every time I complete a task, it's fast and good, don't choose who I choose. Stay at home and I'll be back soon to bring you souvenirs. ”

Someone outside the door was shouting Tang Ning's name, it was the partner who went over with Tang Ning to pick up the mission this time, Tang Ning quickly responded and replied, "I'll come over soon." ”

She hurriedly began to change her shoes, Tang Tian couldn't look at it, and squatted down to change into light sneakers for her.

She squatted on the ground and looked up at her sister, with a soft face with deep worry: "You'll be back soon, right?" ”

It's like every time she comes back from a mission.

A smile suddenly appeared on Tang Ning's always lively and bright face, and she rubbed her sister's face vigorously, "Of course! Don't underestimate me! I didn't come back early that time, and I brought you something to eat! ”

Tang Tian looked at Tang Ning's confident smile as always, and couldn't help but show a faint smile on her face, she changed her shoes, stood up from the ground, walked over and opened the door of the bedroom.

Tang Ya stood at the door with her hands on her chest, saw her come over and open the door, glanced at her lightly, and her tone was warm, "."

Tang Tian was stunned for a moment, and glanced at her a little confused, but saw that Tang Ning had already walked out of the house, hooking his shoulders on Tang Ya's shoulders, "What are you whispering to my sister behind my back?" ”

Tang Ya's eyebrows were as cold as ever, "Cut." ”

The two girls walked out with their suitcases.

Tang Tian stood at the door, looking at the backs of the two people gradually moving away, as if he felt something, he raised his hand and gently pressed it against his heart.

It was beating restlessly......

She remembered Tang Ya's words, and her eyebrows furrowed slightly.

You have a good sister.

Tang Ya's words......

What is the meaning?

Time passed day by day.

Three days. One week. Two weeks. One month. Two months.

Half.

The time had long since surpassed the day when Tang Ning had agreed with her to return.

Tang Ya's body was found a month after they left.

And Downing, nowhere to be found.

……

Early in the morning, Tang Tian walked out of the bedroom.

She lowered her head and went to the public sink to wash.

There are not many people at the sink.

Or rather, less and less.

Tang Ya is dead.

And after she died, she also died several intermittently.

Of their dozen or so people, there are less than five people left.

She is one of them.

No one knows who will come back alive or who will die there the next time they receive the mission.

Human life is not worth much here.

They were adopted to be used as tools of killing, and the usefulness of the tools was to be used, and once they were damaged, they were naturally discarded.

The water was flowing.

Tang Tian looked at the water flowing in front of him, slightly in a daze.

Until a man walked in through the door.

The boy was like a sharp sword, flashing with a cold, sharp light in front of this drowsy sink. He was bare-chested, with powerful undulating muscles on his body, and on his back was the wound that had been accidentally slashed by the rich bodyguard with a knife after returning from a mission last week.

His whole person is like a cold sword out of the sheath, making people dare not touch its edge.

When several companions who were washing in front of the sink saw him, they immediately turned on the faucet and left.

Tang tilted his head and brushed his teeth, and then followed behind Tang Yi.

The young man pushed open the door and entered his bedroom, stood at the door and said coldly, "Get out." ”

Tang Qian pursed his lips, his eyebrows frowning: "Aning, she ......"

Before she could finish her sentence, a cold cool air emanated from the boy's body.

The young man with his back to her turned around abruptly, with a cruel chill on his beast-like cold and sharp face, "Tang Tian, it's you who damn it." ”

Tang Tian was stunned for a moment, raised his head and looked at him a little blankly.

The young man's face seemed to become more and more cold because of her expression, and his eyes flashed with cruelty, and the anger seemed to tear her apart: "You are such a waste, why did you live until now? Damn it's you. He lifted his hand and grabbed her shoulder bone, the force almost tearing her apart, "You know what? You were the one who went on a mission with Tang Ya half a year ago, and you were the damn one. She died because of you, how can you still mention her name so innocently? ”

Tang Tian's eyes shrank slightly, and the dark eyes reflected the young man's resentful expression and angry complexion, his obvious disgust, and Tang Ning's truth half a year ago, shrouded like a nightmare-

Tang Tian woke up from a nightmare.

"Aning ......"

The man who collapsed on the bed overflowed a name from his pale lips.

Tang Tian stood up from his chair and looked up at the surrounding scenery.

In the dim hut, the time was dusty, revealing a faint smell of blood and medicine.

It's a dream.

It was already a dream eight years ago......

"Aning ......"

The mortally injured man, in a coma, softly called the name of the man who had been missing for eight years.