In modern times, the chances of such assassinations are also very small, and most of them are long-range snipers, but they can also be detected quickly.

Actually, this is not an assassination either.

It's just that with the help of tools, a person is killed remotely.

Compared to firearms, crossbow arrows, which do not have much sound, are actually more suitable for assassination.

Of course, assassination is a very advanced science.

But a lot of killers don't care about that.

All they know is that they kill their targets, then escape the scene alive, and then use various methods to hide themselves.

This is actually quite the right thing to do.

A killer must kill the target on the premise of ensuring his own safety.

Only alive is a good killer.

But for He Chuan, killing people is not difficult for him at all, even if it is a textbook-level assassination, under the shroud of his spiritual power, there is no difficulty at all.

Under such circumstances, although He Chuan's interest in his heart had been aroused, he still didn't give it a try in the end.

He Chuan let his bed kill a killer, and then snatched the killer token that the killer used to identify himself.

The killer token represents the identity of a killer.

Being able to have a killer token means that this person has stronger abilities than the previous killer.

Therefore, in the killer world, it is a place where only tokens are recognized, but not people.

As long as you have a Killer Token, after accepting a mission and successfully completing it, you are a qualified Killer.

But if you can't do it, you just happen to get a killer token......

In fact, you can't blame anyone else for dying.

Without diamonds, what kind of porcelain work?

There are also some people who are not strong enough, but want to fill up the number indiscriminately, and the killer organization will also clean them up regularly.

However, He Chuan's bed did not have any pressure at all.

With her strength, let alone in this city, even among the biggest forces in this world, she is definitely not a weakling.

Getting this token representing the identity of the killer was just He Chuan's curiosity for a moment and wanted to see what kind of hands-on ability his bed was.

In the afternoon, after He Chuan's bed was fed to He Chuan, he came to the killer's stronghold at He Chuan's urging.

The killer stronghold is a restaurant, and when Wei Kun came before, He Chuan had also carefully inspected it, so under He Chuan's signal, He Chuan's bed quickly entered the killer stronghold.

He Chuan's bed face is beautiful.

Such a beautiful person appeared in the killer stronghold, and those staff members also understood instantly.

This is a newcomer who doesn't know who he killed, and he got a killer token to get here.

Normally, they will let the new killer test his strength, and then give the killer a task, and only after completing the task can he become an official killer.

This time, there was no exception.

Even if He Chuan's bed appearance is indeed unparalleled, the people who can work in the killer stronghold naturally understand who they can't afford to mess with.

After giving He Chuan's bed a little test of strength, speed, and other abilities, the staff member who was carrying her sweated on the top of his head.

It's okay to smash the measuring instrument you got with a fist.

In the blink of an eye, a few hundred turns around the instrument that tests the speed are counted.

What the hell is a formal killer who wants to strike up a conversation with you!!!!!

Looking at the official killer in front of him, who was lying straight on the ground and not even panting, the staff member only felt that he was frightened.

But soon, just when he was at a loss and wanted to escape, a middle-aged man came to him.

"Go down, if this happens again in the future, just call me."

Waving his hand at the staff member, the middle-aged man came to He Chuan's bedside.

"My subordinates don't know Taishan, I don't know why the girl came this time?"

While leading He Chuan's bed to the side with one hand, the middle-aged man also asked with a smile on his face.

He Chuan's bed did not answer the other party's question.

She felt the energy from this middle-aged man's body, although weak, but for ordinary people, this is probably a guy who can't be defeated at all.

Well...... For herself, it's just a big ant.

"I'm here to experience life."

Glancing at the middle-aged man, He Chuan's bed finally came up with the excuse he had just come up with after thinking about it for a while.

What He Chuan's bed said was very insincere.

But this world is actually a world of faces.

Therefore, although the middle-aged man was speechless in his heart, he still followed her words.

"Okay, in that case, then I'll be your guide and let you experience life here."

With a slight smile on his face, the middle-aged man also took He Chuan's bed around the corner while talking, and walked in other directions.

Soon, the middle-aged man came to a counter with He Chuan's bed amid countless greetings.

"The new killer is also the one who got the killer token, and we usually let him test his strength first."

"Your strength has already been tested, this step is skipped."

"Next, you need to choose a killer code name for yourself."

"Here, the code name is your name, can you understand?"

Sitting in front of the counter with He Chuan's bed, the middle-aged man also picked up the killer token that He Chuan's bed had while talking.

After a moment of careful consideration, the middle-aged man shook his head slightly.

"This token seems to belong to the kid in the slum north of the city, but I didn't expect him to be planted in your hands."

Without looking any further, the middle-aged man quickly handed the token to the staff behind the counter.

And the staff member who took the token quickly took the token to the bottom, and he didn't know what he was messing with.

"You can think about your code name now, and when he's done, he can engrave your code name on the token."

Pointing to the staff member who didn't know what he was messing with, after the middle-aged man finished speaking, he no longer bothered He Chuan's bed, but looked around silently.

He Chuan's bed was thinking.

No, it was actually He Chuan who was thinking, and He Chuan's bed was just waiting for the result.

Regarding the code name of his bed, He Chuan said that he had to think about it.

Otherwise, it's too lo to lose your own face.

With a twitch of his brain, He Chuan quickly thought of many, many code names.

Or...... It's called ...... Bishoujo Assassin?

Or rather...... Balala little assassin?