Chapter 431 You Can Be Stupid

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The orange halo of the street lamp was dyed on her small white skirt, and the night breeze gently lifted the corners of her skirt, blowing away the faint orchid-like fragrance on her body.

The deeper the smile on her face, the more nervous he felt, and the nervousness was inexplicable.

As a professional killer who has been in the business for more than 20 years, he often has a strong intuition about opponents stronger than himself, and can clearly feel the killing intent from the opponent.

However, he didn't feel any killing intent from her, but he shuddered suddenly, feeling that she was like a Rakshasa girl who came out of the Asura ghost town. Every step she took, she took a dangerous step.

He was so nervous that he suddenly pulled the gun out of his trouser pocket and pointed at her, "Don't move!"

"Oh."

Yang Zimei responded lightly, stopped, and blinked at him with black pupils, as if he was just holding a toy gun.

"You are Yang Zimei, right?" When he asked this sentence, he felt it was superfluous.

"Well, I'm Yang Zimei, you want to kill me." Yang Zimei's tone was indifferent and relaxed, as if discussing something with him, and the smile on the corner of his lips deepened.

"Do not laugh!"

Seeing her laugh, he suddenly felt like he was being targeted with a gun, not her, so he said viciously.

"Um."

Yang Zimei actually responded again and put away the smile on his lips.

Once she stopped laughing, her whole body seemed to be covered with ice, and a cold aura filled the air, as if the cold winter and twelfth lunar month were coming.

He didn't look like he was facing her again for a quarter of an hour, fingers clenched the gun—

The wrist suddenly became cold, the whole arm was suddenly stiff and unable to move, and the pistol in his hand fell to the ground.

Startled, he bent over to pick up the gun with his other hand.

Just picked up the gun and just took aim, the hand stiffened again, and the gun fell to the ground again...

"Huh? Why didn't you shoot?"

Yang Zimei said in a surprised tone, and the smile that made him unconsciously fear began to appear on his face again.

"You...you...witchcraft?"

Over the years, he has traveled all over the world, from birth to death.

One of his companions was in the hands of an inexplicable wizard.

"Yes, don't you know? Before you want to kill me, you should understand me clearly." Yang Zimei squinted and smiled, "Otherwise, you are really not a qualified killer."

His face darkened.

Previously, the message he received from Yang Zimei said that she was just an ordinary girl in middle school, and no one had ever said that she could practice witchcraft.

No wonder, the employer would pay 10 million to assassinate her.

It turned out that it was not as simple as an ordinary girl. She was really too careless. I knew earlier that I had ejaculated on the street while she was not paying attention.

"Tell me, who hired you to kill me!" Yang Zimei's tone suddenly turned cold.

"I have no idea."

As a professional killer, he naturally has to have his own professional ethics, and he will not tell the employer's information until his death. What's more, their employment and employment relationship is operated through the dark box, and he does not know who it is. Is the employer, only know who to assassinate.

"Oh, then you can be silly."

Yang Zimei saw that he really didn't know, and it would be a waste of energy to ask again. She was going to go home later, so she didn't want to waste time on such a person.

Go stupid? instead of dying?

The killer hadn't reacted yet, his forehead was cold again, and then the whole head was like a bomb exploded, making a mess, and finally turned into a blank...

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