"What did you say?" The voice from the other end of the desk was a little hazy, and the owner of the voice was hidden in the shadows, dressed in black, as if he could melt into the darkness and disappear at any time.

"I've done enough, haven't I?" the uplifted tone was a little teasing, and the official voice played with the black hair coiled between his fingers.

Guanyin, the head card of the killer alliance "evil", known as "Black Guanyin".

It is said that there are only people she doesn't want to kill, and there are no people she can't kill. Of course, after receiving the client's deposit, there is no target she doesn't want to kill.

After her debut for nearly ten years, some people say that she is an old woman in her fifties, some people say that she is an old virgin in her forties, some people say she is a shemale, and some people say that she is a perverted killer...... There are too many people who say it, and the people who really know the true face of the Black Guanyin can be counted on one hand in the world.

When Guanyin handled the first commission, others were still under the protection of their parents' wings at this age, nearly 20 years have passed (don't ask the specific number, the age of the woman is a secret), and the pair of weapons looked jagged due to high-intensity training and unusual ways of using them, and the hands that had barely touched the sun looked excessively pale.

Yes, Guanyin's weapons are her hands, and under the various high-tech reconnaissance instruments of today, what could be easier to carry with her than a part of a human body.

Guan Yin turned his body, facing the sunlight that came in from the large floor-to-ceiling window, squinting his faint but clear black eyes, and raising a hand that had always been hidden under his gloves, the sunlight penetrated through his fingers, and the edges of his fingers were penetrated into the sunlight, which was craggy and blurred, looking slender and slender. Jiao Hao's face, the slightly upturned corners of her lips seem to be soothing, "The last target, ask me, is it a pianist?"

Guanyin is not a shemale, nor is she a demon at all, more people will think that she looks like the statue of "Guanyin Niangniang" enshrined on the altar, with compassion. Yes, it's mercy, a three-year-old child, a favorite of septuagenarian ladies. On the surface, the owner of this body should have a compassionate heart, an absolute "pollution-free product", and definitely worthy of the title of "Guanyin".

It's a pity that she is a killer, she will only harvest human lives for the god of death, not to talk about cold-blooded and ruthless, she can only say that you give money, I do things, and I just work.

The Grim Reaper, that is, the supreme conductor of "Sha", looked at the official voice in the sun, was silent for a moment, and pushed a document forward, "Looking forward to hearing your performance." ”

Guan Yin took the information and threw a flying kiss over, "Give me a piano." ”

"Good. Death replied cheerfully.

After the official voice left, the Grim Reaper answered the phone on the side: "Arrange Jaime and prepare to clean up." ”

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Guan Yin looked at the person who was prostrate in the blood and stretched out his arm to ask for it, put the heart that was still beating unwillingly in his hand in his palm, and said, "I'm glad that your heart is not crooked." ”

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Guan Yin looked at the man standing in front of him and the white three-legged piano behind him, and she knew that this person was her peer.

"Can you let me touch it first?" Guan Yin pointed to the piano.

The man stepped aside and let Guanyin walk over.

Guan Yin reached out and stroked the white body, slid to the keys, knocked out a few notes out of tune, and looked at the fingers on the piano keys that were particularly abrupt, "Still not suitable?" Before the words fell, the figure had already attacked the man.

For Guanyin, who has always been accustomed to planning well in advance, she has been at a disadvantage since the moment she saw a man, and all she can rely on now is herself, her own hands, her own speed, and her own calculations.

And she is fast, the man is faster, a silver light flashed, Guan Yin had to withdraw his hand, it was a man's weapon - a tough high-purity steel wire, after all, his hands were made of meat, and he couldn't compare to the sharpness of metal.

The silver light flickered, and the official voice wandered in the silver light, and there were several blood marks on his face and arms.

"Give it up, and I'll make you a beautiful collector. The man said with a smile.

Jaime, a colleague of Guanyin, known as the "corpse collector", likes to soak corpses in formalin, and his favorite is a collection of various complete female bodies. And beautiful, intact female corpses have always been the target of his collection. “

"Xie Lu Xie, but ......" Guan Yin said, suddenly loosened his defense, and directly knocked half of his body over, "No need." ”

The silver light crossed, and a deep bloody mouth appeared on Guan Yin's arm, and in order to avoid Guan Yin's attack, Jaime slowed down the rhythm of his hand by half a beat, otherwise, this time Guan Yin's arm was afraid that it would have left her body.

"It's an opportunity. Guan Yin saw the right moment, put his fingers together, and his nails bulged out, directly into Jaime's heart.

The wire is indeed sharp enough and fast enough, and the person who uses it does not need too much force, as long as he masters the technique and rhythm.

And the official voice just disrupted James's rhythm this time, although it was only half a beat, but it was enough.

The moment the finger was inserted into the body, Guan Yin smiled, the sympathetic smile was a sarcastic smile in Jaime's eyes, but what could he say? Guan Yin held the beating heart, and the position was a little miscalculated, so the finger was inserted into the heart, a little sloppy.

"Your heart is crooked. ”

Guan Yin threw his heart on the ground, shook the blood on his hand, looked up, and saw Jaime smiling and pressing the remote control in his hand.

The explosion starts at the piano in the house.

Guan Yin turned and slammed into the floor-to-ceiling glass behind him.

Anyway, she is dead, whether it is turned into dust and no bones remained, or she is smashed into the headlines of the newspapers, she is already dead.

I'm going to die anyway, so it's better to try the feeling of flying.

There was not the slightest fear on Guanyin's face, and he opened his hands, and at the moment of rushing out, he spread his wings.

Finally, I can fly from my heart, fly out of the cage of this shackles, unrestrained......

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Guan Yin closed his eyes, only feeling the wind whistling from both sides, and his body fell rapidly towards the lower part of the body.

However, without waiting for the imaginary impact and pain, Guan Yin opened his eyes, and his eyes were gray and hazy, and clusters of unknown substances were tumbling, like gray cotton, but without the texture of cotton, like misty clouds, and without the misty clouds and smoke. The overwhelming ash seems to be the end of the apocalypse.

Guan Yin stood upright, without any support under him, but as if it were flat ground, and the tumbling ash seemed to be boiling in front of him, and he reached out to grab it, but there was nothing. Guan Yin walked forward, the gray haze squeezed in, but there was no discomfort in the body, on the contrary, it was like a dry fish falling into the water, and the whole body was comfortable.

I don't know how long it has been, I don't know how long Lu Dao has walked, Guan Yin's consciousness fell apart, and her soul seemed to have left her body, wrapped in another powerful soul, stumbling in the boundless void, and was about to disperse into nothingness.

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