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As the sun sets, the sunset on the horizon is as red as fire.

Quicksilver stood on the balcony, quietly looking at the purple glow in the sky.

According to the detailed information provided by the organization, he successfully found the home of the man named Matthew to be assassinated, and then patiently waited for the target to return to complete the assassination plan.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that he waited for three days and two nights.

In the beginning, Quicksilver vows to kill with one blow and leave no pain.

On the first day, his mind changed, and he was going to torture this man who didn't go home to sleep at night.

The next day, he began to wonder if the information given by the organization was wrong.

On the third day, he began to pray silently, praying that the target would go home early, and that he would kill with as gentle a blow as possible, without causing a single pain.

The sun rose and set three more times. Standing on the balcony, Quicksilver watched the sunset in the distance, and his heart was stunned, until the sudden barking of a dog outside the door woke him up.

Through the gap in the window, Quicksilver cautiously looked out.

Downstairs in the garden stood a man in a black coat, a huge black magic bucket at his feet seemed to sense something, and barked vigilantly at the door.

The man looked into the room vigilantly as he put down the two huge bags he was holding in his arms. Mouth-watering ...... came from the bag The aroma of the food.

Quicksilver's eyes turned green when he saw it, and he subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Picking up "A Killer's Self-cultivation", "The Killer's Bible", and "Seven Days to Be a Good Killer" that had been turned over on the ground, Quicksilver quickly flipped through them and threw them on the ground again.

Why didn't you say that you can grab something to eat before killing!

Thinking of his mission, Quicksilver was ruthless, suppressing his inner desire with super perseverance and professional ethics.

The breeze blows, and the killer Bible moves with the wind. Page 1, Lesson 1:

Do a line, love a line.

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Matthew opened the door thoughtfully, silently raising his vigilance against an attack that might strike at any moment.

The beautiful man next to him Tetanus had two large bags of food in his mouth and staggered in.

In the mental induction, the breath of the figures in the room is like a torch in the dark night, and the feeling of being watched is like a man's back, but the strange thing is that there is not much murderous energy.

A silver bolt of lightning pierced the dark night sky. The speed of lightning was extremely fast, forming afterimages behind him, and flying like lightning.

Clang...... Clang...... Clang......

A series of sharp sounds of gold and iron clashing, like the sound of firecrackers on the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year. Sparks flew up, from head to toe, densely packed, like a layer of flame clothing enveloping Matthew. Fire tree silver flowers, it is beautiful!

Quicksilver's face changed drastically, and the target's body reached the terrifying realm of invulnerability. The dagger, which was originally sharpened like clay and blown to break, was pierced like a piercing of steel, and was indestructible. It is like a thorn on cotton, and it is soft and weak.

Rigid and soft, hard and soft, these two completely opposite feelings, are perfectly unified, and this sense of disobedience makes him want to vomit blood.

The target punched in the air, and Quicksilver hurriedly dodged away, looking at the dagger in his hand that had been sharpened to the hilt of the knife, and his heart wanted to cry without tears.

Quicksilver was ruthless, and he took the speed of God to the extreme, turning into silver lightning that streaked across the night sky.

He quickly ran up to the second floor, picked up the "Self-cultivation of a Killer", "The Killer Bible", and "Be a Good Killer in Seven Days" that had been turned over on the ground, and quickly flipped through them, and couldn't help but curse again.

Damn, garbage author, why didn't you write anything!

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Matthew was surprised to see the silver lightning drifting over again, and carefully placed a few books that had been turned over on the table in front of the sofa so that they could be easily flipped through for reference.

Poisons, hidden weapons, guns, Quicksilver tried everything he could think of, but his strength couldn't hurt Matthew at all.

But Quicksilver's speed ability moves like the wind, and Matthew's twin knives, spells, and even the White Tiger Star Kill can't touch any trace of Quicksilver.

After several attempts, the two of them were at a stalemate.

Matthew also tried to attack Quicksilver at first, but after finding that he couldn't touch Quicksilver at all, and Quicksilver couldn't hurt him, he wisely chose to ignore him.

So there was such a strange and bizarre scene in the room.

Under the warm light, Matthew brewed a cup of coffee, picked up the books on the table, flipped through them casually, and threw them into the trash in disgust. Then he opened the bag of food, and with tetanus, he lay comfortably on the sofa and watched TV.

A silver bolt of lightning drifted around the room, and from time to time swallowing saliva and rumbling stomachs could be heard.

Because of the Doppler effect, the sound is sometimes as sharp as a whistle and sometimes as dull as a drum.

The two blood holes on his hands still remind him that the beautiful man's tetanus nickname "locktooth dog" is not for nothing.

I'm also helpless!

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After eating and drinking, Matthew patted his stomach with satisfaction, breathed a long sigh of relief, and then urged the inner breath of the Northern Underworld in his body, which was like an abyss and a sea, to wash and permeate hundreds of millions of cells throughout his body, and began his daily practice.

Seeing Matthew's eyes gradually empty, Quicksilver's heart tightened, this guy has double knives, seals, and incantations, and what invisible beasts, there are many small movements, and now there will be no moths.

There seemed to be a breeze blowing in the air, and it instantly brightened. The vicious beautiful man's oily body moved and lay down comfortably against Matthew.

Quicksilver raised his vigilance, carefully watching the movements around him, silently pushing the speed ability to the extreme, beware of attacks that could appear at any time.

For a long time, nothing happened, only the faint and vague thunder that resounded through the room, mixed with the faint and pleasant snoring of tetanus.

"Big brother, is it okay to give some face!" Flashing Silver's face was full of black lines, his eyes jumped, and there was a terrifying murderous aura between his eyebrows!

I'm a killer, I'm not gone yet! You sleep like this in front of me, I'm shameless!

There was silence in the room, tetanus moved his body slightly, and he lay down comfortably and fell asleep!

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Quicksilver's eyes rolled, and his heart relaxed. This relaxation, with the suppression of hunger by virtue of professional ethics, is overwhelming.

"Hey, borrow something from your house to eat, I'll pay it back!" Quicksilver whispered, his voice as light as a mosquito.

"If you don't speak, I'll give you consent!" Quicksilver whispered, tiptoed to the refrigerator, flipped over to a box of pizza, nodded with satisfaction, and turned around.

When he turned around, the scene in front of him frightened him so much that he almost screamed like a little girl!

I saw that on the sofa, Matthew's eyes were closed, but the black clothes on his body squirmed like a living fluid, wrapping him, and then the black fluid slowly transformed into two crossed flying swords behind his back.

"Ah, hey, how can a killer call stealing when he eats, you don't want to be innocent!" Cold sweat dripped from Quicksilver's head, and thousands of demon wolves Mares ran through in his heart. I don't know why, but what blurted out was this sentence.

I saw the black flying sword rise into the sky, turning into a ray of light and shooting towards him!

The target turned out to be an alien!

Quicksilver was so frightened that he scolded Loki for harming him thousands of times. Hurriedly hugged the pizza on his chest, desperately pushing the speed ability to the limit, turning into a ray of light and about to escape.

At this speed, he can circle the Earth in 180 seconds. He was confident that no one in the world could catch up with him, and the previous target's attack could not touch him at all, which undoubtedly proved it!

It's just that Quicksilver doesn't know that there is a thing in the world called martial arts, and in martial arts, there are fifty moments with a flick of the fingers, and there are fifty lives and deaths in an instant.

In a kung fu of life and death, the flying sword is divided into two, two into four, four into eight, and eight into innumerable, dense and overwhelming.

Under the guidance of telekinesis, the flying sword was as fast as lightning, appearing on his path in advance, crossing and firmly sealing the road in front and back, left and right.

Drops of cold sweat dripped on the floor, and Quicksilver snorted and said:

"Big brother, don't shoot! I'm an alien too! ”

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