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Chapter 038 Killing... from behind (3700 words)(2/3)

Yi Lin hid Xiao Jiu's body in artificial vegetation.

Under the cover of the night, will the body be discovered in a short time?

"Sizi..."

At this moment, a sound came from Xiao Jiu's communication headset.

Yi Lin's heart moved, and looking at the corpse in the grass, a good idea flashed through her mind. So Yi Lin picked up the headset, and a few laughter and scolding came from the other end of the headset.

"I am Xiao Qi, there is no abnormality here."

"Xiaojiu Xiaojiu, where are you dead? Answer quickly!"

Yi Lin looked calm and looked down at the corpse at her feet, unable to help but smile.

He really died here.

"Ahem...hey, everything is normal here." Yi Lin replied in a hoarse voice on purpose.

"Why does your voice sound a little weird?" The other party felt a little alert in his heart.

"Ahem... I was choked by the cigarette. Tsk, this pack of 'Furong Emperor' is so delicious!"

Xiao Jiu actually dared to hide and smoke?

Hearing this, Xiao Shi's attention was attracted by the legendary Furong Emperor.

Although the voice of "Xiao Jiu" in the communication channel is somewhat wrong.

But no one else thought about it.

After all, the security level here is extremely high.

Not long ago, even the legendary White Shadow Club killer broke into the Xiao family triggered the alarm.

In their opinion, the alarm network above the Xiao family is 360 degrees without blind spots, which is very safe.

"Hehe, Brother Jiu, we have a good relationship, right? Let's have one? At worst, I'll bury two of the corpses that will be buried with you tomorrow."

"no problem."

"Thank you! Brother Jiu, hehe."

"Ha...no thanks."

Xiao Shi was stunned.

Suddenly I felt a little strange.

Because of the voice of "Xiao Jiu", it actually came from behind him.

Xiao Shi was about to look back and a stinging pain suddenly came from his neck.

Gululu...

He was about to say something, but the air discharged from his lungs could not vibrate the vocal cords and made a sound. Instead, it gushes out of the hole in his neck, with blood bubbles.

A palm poked out from behind and covered Xiao Shi's mouth tightly.

In the darkness, Xiao Shi chuckled in his ear: "I said it, no thanks, right?"

Me? Thank you!

This was the thought that came to mind the last second before Xiao Shi died.

“…”

【Get Chaos Value +48】

Yi Lin draws a preliminary conclusion through several data.

The life of ordinary humans is only worth about 50 points of chaos.

It's a bit floating, but probably the same is true.

Life, in the eyes of "that will", is so cheap.

Yi Lin felt helpless.

Humans are like ants.

This world is just a chess game in the future.

When natural disasters come, where will humans go?

In the darkness, Yi Lin sighed softly.

"second."

After killing, Yi Lin counted meticulously.

There can't be any mistakes.

Yi Lin hid the body as fast as possible. Suddenly, her calm face twisted and suddenly turned pale. She squatted on the ground in pain.

The gray skull mark on the chest came a heart-wrenching pain.

It was like an invisible hand that passed through Yi Lin's chest from the void, squeezing his fragile heart hard and crushing it hard.

After a few seconds, the severe pain subsided completely as if it was when it came.

It seems like it has never appeared.

After a few seconds of suffering, a dense layer of cold sweat emerged from Yi Lin's back.

"How could it be at this time..."

Yi Lin raised her head.

Looking at the dark night, in the distant direction, a giant tower shrouded in a layer of gray mist.

...

...

Xiao’s backyard.

Xiao Shisan kicked a fresh corpse into the deep pit.

"call……"

Xiao Shisan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Baga, I actually asked me to do such a thing as [Yi Dao Death]..."

A faint hatred flashed deep in Xiao Shisan's eyes, but he quickly hid it.

At Xiao Shisan's waist, there was a retro samurai sword.

That samurai sword is shorter than the traditional samurai sword in ancient times.

The ink-black ancient scabbard is hanging around the waist, and it seems to be integrated with the straight black suit. If you don't look carefully, you may accidentally ignore it.

He doesn't use thermal weapons.

To kill someone, he only relies on the knife in his hand.

The past name is no longer important.

Now he is Xiao Shisan, who has a legal identity and can appear on the streets and stand in the crowd.

Xiao Shisan used to accept the entrustment rules, no matter who the other party was, he only promised to give a knife.

After one knife, no matter whether the other party is alive or dead, he will put the knife in the sheath and turn around and leave.

Although Xiao Shisan's rules are so strange, he is gradually called "One-kill Death God".

With the blood of Yingdao, he has his own stubbornness and persistence even in this era of advanced technology.

That almost paranoid persistence allowed him to live to this day.

He ranks thirteen among the sixteen guards of the Xiao family.

But in fact, all the bodyguards of the Xiao family know that the ranking of the sixteen guards of the Xiao family is not equivalent to strength.

Xiao Shisan is just a code name that is easily named by Xiao Mo.

Anyone can be Xiao Shisan, and Xiao Shisan can be anyone.

As long as it can be used by Xiao Mo.

Xiao Shisan originally thought that he was the strongest existence among the Xiao family's guards.

Until today he witnessed with his own eyes that Xiao Yi took out the hearts of the White Shadow Club members who made countless people tremble ten years ago with just one hand.

This scene was still lingering in Xiao Shisan's mind, and made Xiao Shisan frightened.

Xiao Shisan could only hide his ambitions deepest until he was confident that he could show his ferocious fangs before he could kill Xiao Yi with one knife.

No one is willing to always be a "codename" that can be replaced at any time. He is eager to replace Xiao Mo and become another Xiao Mo.

At this moment, an ordinary palm poked out from the darkness.

He held a dark red knife in his hand.
To be continued...
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