I Am a Professional Hunter

　　 At night, the wind is very cold, and the sound of insects in the weeds is the only vivid sound in the deep darkness.

　　 This is on the outskirts of the city. An old hotel is located here. The business is not prosperous. The people who come here are all ordinary people on business or tourism.

　　 "Hiccup~ Damn! I dare to show off in front of Lao Tzu...Fuck! Give your mother Tianling a cover, I can’t even let out a fart!"

　　 At this time, a shaky figure appeared on the road near the hotel.

His name is Zhao Xiong, as his name suggests. He has a tiger-backed waist and a dark skin with a small head. His right arm is covered with wild bone tattoos. There are seven or eight steel nails on his face, and he holds a half broken in his hand. The wine bottle has some blood stains on it.

　　 Apparently, a hapless guy was beaten by this grizzly bear-like man just now.

This is not the first time that Zhao Xiong has committed a crime. He killed someone by mistake because of a fight. He has been running away and tossed around many cities on the way. Now he ran here and stayed in this old hotel on the outskirts of the city. However, he has a bad temper. But it didn't improve at all because of the escape experience, but became more irritable, and it was on the verge of breaking out.

　　 "Your grandma's... there are cubs that are owed everywhere, I have been running for so long, and I haven't been safe!"

　　 Zhao Xiong, with his flushed drunk face, cursed, while shaking towards the hotel, he instinctively handed the broken wine bottle in his hand to his mouth. After pouring for a long time, he remembered that the bottle was broken and there was not a drop of wine.

　　 "Cut, idiot, I wasted a bottle of wine for him to open a ladle, I knew I was carrying a brick, so **** disappointed."

　　 Throwing away the broken wine bottle, Zhao Xiong put his hand into his crotch and scratched it. The so-called "satisfaction with alcohol", "satisfaction with alcohol" and "satisfaction with alcohol", he began to think about women.

　　 "Damn... I haven't touched a woman for more than half a year. I don't know if there is a **** in this ruined place. If there is a little girl lying in the room..."

　　 I don't know what sordid picture I thought of, Zhao Xiong showed a disgusting and obscene smile on his face, and walked slowly towards the hotel.

　　 This hotel is called [Sijia]. It has seven floors. Zhao Xiong lives on the fourth floor. The room number is 0444. It is a bit unlucky, but he has never believed this.

　　 "What are you looking at? Look for a fight!"

Zhao Xiong stood in front of the elevator, and a person next to him who was also going to take the elevator glanced at the blood star on his clothes. He scolded him for a while, and was too scared to lift his head, even the elevator. I didn't dare to go up when I came, and chose to take the next trip.

　　 "Hihhhhhh, one by one ghosts."

　　 Zhao Xiong mocked the passer-by who was counseling him outside the elevator. He sat on the fourth floor and swayed to his door.

　　 "drop..."

　　 The door card was swiped on the sensor, but it didn't open at once, only a beep of unlock failure came out.

　　 Maybe he was drunk, maybe he was very nervous all the time, in short, he ignored the slight sound of footsteps in the house.

　　 "drop..."

　　 "Go on your mother!"

　　 "Deep toot~"

　　 "It's about the same..."

　　 tried several times, and with the pleasant unlocking sound, the door was finally opened, Zhao Xiong walked into the room slowly, and after seeing the scene in the room, he was taken aback.

　　 "Uh...Am I called Procter & Gamble?"

The room that was destroyed by him to the mess on the ground was very tidy at this time, but the mineral water was drunk but it was not made up. The most outrageous thing was that it was placed in the ashtray on the bedside, and the pile of cigarette butts he finished smoking It was carefully built into a pyramid shape.

　　 The person who cleaned up this room must have severe obsessive-compulsive disorder.

　　 "Too busy..."

　　 Zhao Xiong looked at the Pyramid of Cigarette Butts and made a speechless comment. Then he fell on the bed and fell asleep.

　　The accumulation of alcohol paralyzed his nerves. After Zhao Xiong fell asleep, his body fell into an extremely deep sleep, which made him lose the keen fighting instinct he had cultivated in the street and his strong sense of crisis.

　　 so that he was completely unaware of the snickering in the dark, the blood in the air, and the killing intent in his sick eyes.

　　 "Papa..."

　　 In the dark bathroom, a pair of white and slender hands gently opened the shower curtain, and his feet took off the hard-soled small leather shoes to avoid making any noise.

　　 The smooth soles of feet quietly stepped on the bathroom tiles. This is a petite figure. She was bent over and covered her mouth with her left hand, like a little doll who was smiling before a prank, smart and mischievous.

　　 What can make your back chill is that her right hand is holding a sharp cone of ice tightly, exuding chill.

　　 The petite figure gradually approached the sleeping Zhao Xiong and raised the murder weapon in his hand, facing the temple that Zhao Xiong exposed when lying on his side.

"Hee hee hee..."

　　 The excited smile seemed to be a successful prank, and he couldn't hold back anymore.

　　 "Puff."

　　 Quiet, precise, decisive, and pleasant.

　　 With a biting cold piercing his brain, Zhao Xiong opened his eyes suddenly, and his body twitched violently for a moment. Then, his pupils dilated and he lost the ability to breathe.

　　 He got his wish, there is really a girl waiting for him in the room.

　　 The last face Zhao Xiong saw in his life was thrilling and beautiful, with bright eyes like a full moon, cherry pink smiling lips, playful double ponytails, and small nose tip.

　　 The life of this kind of scum can be terminated by such a beautiful angel. It doesn't seem to be too cruel.

　　 "Yeah! I'll kill you!"

Xiaoyu, who was successful in the assassination, was agitated and cheered in a low voice. Bingzhu was still stuck on Zhao Xiong's head. He might have never dreamed that he could beat seven or eight lords by himself, but died in a small one. Girl on hand.

　　 "Well, the sharp ones are quite convenient, but you can't hear the crisp sound of cracking bones...the blood can't splash out...huh! A hammer is best to use!"

　　 Xiaoyu nodded and admired the results of her battle while pulling out the deadly ice cone. After pulling it out, she quickly blocked the bleeding in her temples with a towel, as if to prevent blood from flowing on the sheets.

　　 "Hmm! I was scared to death. I was cleaning and I came back suddenly. Fortunately, I didn't go to the bathroom, otherwise I can't beat you!"

　　 Xiaoyu wiped off the blood stains on the ice cone, put it in her weird backpack, and looked at Zhao Xiong's corpse with her arms akimbo, her mouth pouted as if she was complaining.

　　 "It's a pity... you can't play for a while, if you don't use your body, you can't get this place dirty, you scum of JS girl, I have to make atonement!"

　　 Xiaoyu shook his head, full of regret. It turns out that Zhao Xiong not only missed and killed someone in a brawl, but also had an innocent girl when he was drunk.

　　 Xiaoyu spent a lot of time in order to solve him, bypassing the surveillance camera, and got the access card without knowing it, hiding here to get rid of the scumbag.

　　 "Huh, there is still something to do, we have to hurry up."

　　 Xiaoyu nodded and stopped grinding, she walked into the bathroom again, took out the one-person suitcase from the bathtub, opened it and placed it next to the bed with a shovel in it.

　　 "Hey! Hey!"

　　 Xiaoyu spent a lot of energy, and used all her energy for breastfeeding, and her small face became reddened. Only then did Zhao Xiong's body be stuffed into the suitcase.

　　 "Huh~ It's good enough, otherwise I'm going to buy a saw again."

　　 closed the suitcase, Xiaoyu pulled it up laboriously, and after confirming through the cat's eyes that no one was passing by, he walked out confidently.

　　 Xiaoyu had already adjusted the route, and several cameras along the way had been manipulated by her. She left so generously, like an ordinary traveler, without arousing anyone's suspicion.

　　 After walking out of the hotel, she put on a mask and a peaked cap, as if thinking of something, her eyes gradually blurred...

　　...

　　 The sky gradually brightened, the darkness of the night faded like a tide, the dawn broke and the birds were noisy.

　　 Qin Wen was awakened by the gradually noisy voice outside the window, opened his sleepy eyes, and got up from the table~www.wuxiamtl.com~Um... it's morning..."

Qin Wen found out that he was not the first to wake up. Gu Ge woke up at some point. At this moment, Qin Wen had a box of hot lunches in front of him. Obviously he had just bought them, and Gu Ge was wearing clothes. Qin Wen's apron was being cleaned with a mop, very diligent.

　　 "Good guy... a good wife and a good mother?"

　　 Qin Wen imagined the scene of Gu Ge being the head of the house, and couldn't help but laugh, and Gu Ge heard it.

　　 "Brother Qin, are you awake? Eat it, just bought it while it's hot."

　　 Gu Ge smiled slightly, Qin Wen nodded, opened the lunch box and pulled it up.

　　 "Hey, Gu Ge, I'll give you a few more simple commissions later, you and Xiao Qian will do it, let Xiao Qian recover from his injury, and make some extra money by the way."

　　 "Okay, Brother Qin, just send me any commissions you have. I heard Xiaoqian say that in order to protect our safety, you will accept some more difficult commissions to improve your experience..."

　　 Gu Ge pestered the mop, turned his head and smiled and looked at Qin Wen.

　　 "I will try my best to keep up with Brother Qin's footsteps, and I can't be a drag oil bottle for you."

　　 Upon hearing this, Qin Wen, who Gu Ge admired, blushed and quickly changed the subject.

　　 "Hurt, don't talk about this, Xiao Jiang has also been in the hospital for several days. When I complete this commission, we will visit and bring him some supplements."

　　 Gu Ge heard the words, knowing that his words embarrassed Qin Wen, smiled and nodded in agreement.

　　 And Qin asked, opened his mobile phone memo, picked some orders with the difficulty of [easy], and sent the information to Gu Ge.

　　 And he himself dialed Hu Fei's number.

　　 is the client of that difficult-level client [Kong].