Kuroko's attitude towards him is not like a subordinate superior, but like a friend with a strange relationship, with respect and even a little fear. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The voice sounded beside Song Qiu.

Song Qiu looked down for the source of the sound, and finally found a mobile phone with a speaker on in a corner of the flower bed.

"I will let you watch your family and friends die miserably because of you, beaten into a sieve by guns. ”

"Helpless, hopeless, remorseful. What I have experienced, I want you to experience it one by one, and experience it more profoundly. ”

The male voice on the phone was old and low, and his tone was full of strong hatred and resentment towards Song Qiu.

Song Qiu frowned, he didn't have the slightest impression of this voice on the phone, but the other party mentioned his name by name, which meant that he was not mistaken.

Song Qiu looked at the building that flashed silver light in the distance, his eyesight was very good, and he could clearly see that the building was empty.

"Who are you?" Song Qiu asked as he picked up the mobile phone in the flower bed.

"Me?hahahahaha. A burst of laughter suddenly erupted on the phone, and the laughter was mixed with many complicated meanings: "You haven't even heard my voice, but you completely crossed our family, should I praise you for your great ability?"

"Mei Tianxing. The man stifled his laughter without warning, as if someone had suddenly choked his neck, and then coldly spat out the name that Song Qiu remembered deeply.

Former Executive Vice President of Jiangcheng University, Mei Tianxing.

Song Qiu was very surprised, the frowning eyebrows between his eyebrows suddenly jumped upward, and asked in surprise, "You escaped from prison?"

He has also been concerned about the final outcome of the Mei family, knowing that although Mei Tianxing has not yet been formally tried, many charges have been confirmed, and he is currently being imprisoned and waiting for a formal trial.

"Yes, if you don't escape from prison, how can I repay your kindness to my family?" Mei Tianxing's voice was like a demon escaping from hell, with a cold aura: "Fortunately, I still hid a large amount of money, and I didn't smell it by those dogs." ”

"Do you want to know how much money this is?"

"More than enough to buy your life, the life of your parents, the life of your relatives, and even the lives of your friends. We have an old saying in Huaxia, money can make ghosts grind, maybe money really can't drive ghosts to grind, but I'm sure money can buy life. ”

Mei Tianxing's voice suddenly became sharp and sharp.

"Since you are killed like this, and you will not die, then you must not die. ”

"Live well. ”

"Live to see your relatives and friends die one by one, and live until you become a lonely ghost in the world. ”

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Kuroko had a slight smile on her face.

He didn't like accidents very much, but this task that was supposed to be a simple task had two accidents in quick succession.

The first accident was that he missed, and he never missed a bullet today, but he actually faced an ordinary college student and missed.

He couldn't figure out how the college student sensed the danger and how he dodged the bullet.

Kuroko recalled the scene in his mind repeatedly, and came to a conclusion in amazement—from discovering danger to dodging in a flower bed, that astonishing speed would not have been possible even if he had tried it a hundred times.

The second happened when he was about to correct his mistakes.

As he was about to instruct his men to continue shooting until they had killed their subject, the client suddenly sent a message asking for an end to the operation.

I don't like these two unexpected sunspots very much.

However, when the client then entrusted him with a larger business, the two accidents were no longer accidents.

Kuroko knocked softly on the door, politely only three times.

He wasn't a polite man, but he wouldn't shy away from being polite when someone was about to throw a large sum of money in his face.

Don't talk about politeness, as long as there is enough money, even if someone hooks up with his wife and mistress in front of him, he will definitely smile.

"Come in, the door is unlocked. A voice came from inside the room.

Kuroko led the killer behind him into the door.

"Kuroko, right?" There was a scrawny old man standing in the room, the old man's eyes were sunken, bloodshot, and his eyes flashed with hatred and resentment, and it could be seen from his standing posture and bearing that his status, or his former status, must not be low.

"Yes. Kuroko smiled slightly. Although he was a little surprised that the old man did not take the same masking measures as they did, but directly revealed his true face, Kuroko did not show it from his expression or movements.

However, Kuroko's attitude became more serious, because he knew that such a person must be fearless, and he didn't care about revealing his identity or not.

To put it more directly, such a person has nothing to lose, and he may die at any time, and he may fight hard.

"You asked me to bring the killer to show you and let you inspect the goods, and now that we're here, are you satisfied?" asked Kuroko.

"Satisfied, just by seeing you, I can feel a murderous aura coming to my face, and I am indeed an elite soldier. The old man said.

The dim light in the room reflected the faces of a group of masked killers with large sunglasses, looking cold and eerie.

"It's money. The old man said, pointing to a wall.

On the wall hangs a huge oil painting, which obscures almost the entire wall.

The old man held a small remote control in his hand, and he gently pressed the button on the remote control, and the oil painting slowly rose, revealing a whole wall of red and gold banknotes.

Kuroko's eyes were almost straight.

He had never seen so much money, and it was like a mountain of money.

"The money is yours, and there will be more after the deed. The old man looked at Qian Shan expressionlessly, then turned his head to stare at Heizi and said, "I have only one request, to kill all Song Qiu's relatives and friends." ”

The old man's words woke Kuroko from the dream of money, and he shook his head and said, "This is too difficult, because the definition of relatives and friends is too broad for us to do." ”

"Okay, I'll lower my requirements. The old man immediately changed his words and said, "Within three generations, people who are related to him by blood." ”

Heizi hesitated, glanced at Qian Shan greedily, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, no problem!"

The old man nodded, and there was no surprise in his expression, because he believed that no one could resist the temptation of this mountain of money.

"Who is he?" the old man's gaze crossed over the group of killers and looked directly at the man in black standing at the very end.

Only his eyes didn't look at the pile of money, and his face with sunglasses kept looking straight in his direction.

The man in black is tall and thin, with high protruding cheekbones and a straight nose that can be seen despite wearing a mask.

Although he stood at the end, he stood with his hands in his hands, with a terrifying popularity, and if he stared at it for a long time, he couldn't help but feel cold from the bottom of his heart.

"He's a master. Kuroko turned his head to look at the man, a complicated expression on his face, and swallowed a stream of saliva unconsciously in his throat.