Starting From Fooling the Elderly into Registering for a Cultivation Training Class

"How come you missed it?" Inside the room, the brown-haired man was surprised and couldn't believe his eyes.

He is very confident in his sniping skills, even a thousand meters away, objects the size of a ping-pong ball can be hit.

But now, less than 100 meters away, he didn't even hit the target, and he couldn't accept it at all.

"It must be because of the wind." The brown-haired man comforted himself.

a little while!

He crouched down again, ready to snipe again.

The infrared thermal imaging system was turned on, but no target was found in the sight.

"What about people?"

The brown-haired man couldn't help but look for his target immediately.

"Are you looking for me?" A cold voice came from behind him.

Turning around, the brown-haired man's pupils shrank suddenly, and he said, "You... how did you come in?"

This person is Qin Chuan.

Huang Huang squatted on his shoulder and spat at the brown-haired man.

There was something in the saliva, which was the bullet that had just shot at Qinchuan.

The sound of bullets falling is crisp.

The brown-haired man was horrified, and his mind was full of question marks.

When surprised, Qin Chuan stretched out his hand and grabbed his neck, then lifted him into the air.

"Who sent you here? Why did you want to kill me?" Qin Chuan's eyes were cold, and his killing intent was awe-inspiring.

The brown-haired man grabbed Qin Chuan's arm and said with difficulty, "let me go first, and I'll talk about it."

Qin Chuan pressed his fingers slightly and continued to squeeze the brown-haired man's neck.

"You are not qualified to bargain with me."

"Give you three seconds, if you don't speak, then never speak."

Qin Chuan's tone is firm, and he will never let go.

As a qualified professional killer, the brown-haired man has rich experience and can see that Qin Chuan would really kill himself.

Killers are equally afraid of death, but even more so.

In order to survive, the brown-haired man immediately said: "I said, I said...

I came to kill you only after I received a request from the Killer League. "

"Killer Alliance?" Qin Chuan frowned, as if he had never heard of it.

"Who hired you? Also, what organization is the Killer Alliance?" Qin Chuan continued to ask.

"Then...then let me down first, I'm about to be strangled to death by you." The brown-haired man said in a hoarse voice.

"Yes." Qin Chuan was not worried that he would escape.

Letting go, the brown-haired man came back with a hand.

He pulled two pistols from his back belt.

"Go to hell!" The brown-haired man raised the corner of his mouth and fired several shots at Qin Chuan.

At such a close distance, it is impossible to miss.

The pistol is also equipped with a silencer, and its power is much stronger than that of ordinary pistols.

shhhhhh!

Several bullets shot towards Qinchuan at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Between the light and flint, the yellow and yellow on Qin Chuan's shoulder suddenly disappeared.

But in the blink of an eye, it appeared on Qin Chuan's shoulder again.

When the gunshots ended, Qin Chuan was safe and sound.

The brown-haired man was stunned.

The next moment, Qin Chuan raised his arm, and his true anger was about to come out. He turned into an invisible big hand, and pinched the brown-haired man, making him unable to move.

Qin Chuan said, "If you don't know how to cherish the opportunity, it seems that I will teach you a lesson."

When the words fell, Zhenqi squeezed his hands hard, and a series of bone cracking sounds instantly sounded.

The brown-haired man's chest collapsed immediately, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.

"What kind of monster are you...?" The brown-haired man had never seen such a method before, and his eyes were full of fear.

Qin Chuan smiled: "You haven't answered my previous question."

"If I say it, will you let me go?" the brown-haired man asked weakly.

"No." Qin Chuan answered directly.

"I don't want to die, as long as you let me go, I'm willing to be a cow and a horse for you.

"Brown-haired men have a strong desire to survive.

Qin Chuan shook his head: "I have given the opportunity, you know it yourself."

Hearing this, the brown-haired man was completely desperate.

But he really didn't want to die.

He is still young and has a lot to do.

However, Qin Chuan would not give him another chance.

Even if the brown-haired man doesn't say it, he still has the means to know.

It's just that there is a price to pay, but it doesn't matter now.

…

Qin Chuan stood outside the door and waited for a while.

Huang Huang ran out running.

"Is it cleaned up?" Qin Chuan asked.

Huang Huang licked his mouth and jumped onto Qin Chuan's shoulder.

"Let's go then!"

…

Back to the apartment.

The two of them were still slumbering on the bed, and it was estimated that they would have slept for a long time.

Qin Chuan brought Zhao Xuanxuan's laptop and typed "Killer League" on the webpage.

Soon, many introductions and content about the "Killer League" popped up on the webpage.

Qin Chuan opened one by one and looked very carefully.

After a few minutes, he closed the computer and muttered, "It turned out to be just a platform."

Originally, Qin Chuan thought that the Killer Alliance was an organization and planned to eradicate it.

But after understanding it, it was different from what he thought.

In this case, he knew that it was enough to find the hired killer.

…

In the evening, the sun goes down.

The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky red, blooming the last light of the day.

On the roof of the Fang's Group Building, a man came.

The man's eyes are empty, as if being hypnotized.

He slowly walked towards the edge of the rooftop without any intention of stopping.

The man stood on the edge of the roof, half of his foot was in the air, his body was shaky, and he could fall at any time.

At this time, his eyes gradually recovered, but he still did not look like a god.

The man raised his head, facing the setting sun, and shed tears.

"I...I don't want to die."

"I don't want to die..."

"Who can help me…"

The man's mouth trembled, and even his entire face was shaking.

In fact, he didn't want to do this, but there was a force controlling his body.

He wanted to resist, but there was nothing he could do, he couldn't resist this force at all.

The man was just like this, standing stupidly with his face facing the sun, as if waiting for something.

And because of the high floor of the building, no one would notice him at all.

…

day, gradually darkened.

The setting sun was only a little above the horizon, and it was about to sink.

At this moment, every house lights up the lights,

Wang Zhixing paced back and forth in the living room.

He prepared a table of good dishes and waited for his son to come over.

At this time, the doorbell rang.

Wang Zhixing's eyes lit up and immediately went to open the door.

"Grandpa, we're here to see you."

Before the door was fully opened, he heard the voice of his granddaughter Huanhuan.

Wang Zhixing felt even happier.

The door finally opened.

"dad?"

"dad?"

"grandfather?"

The three were shocked, and the gift box in their hands almost fell.

Wang Zhixing was very happy.

It has been almost half a year since I last saw them.

The son is the chief of public security, and the daughter-in-law is the prosecutor. They are very busy with work.

The granddaughter is full of various cram schools and interest classes every day.

This way, there is no free time at all.

Now, being able to get together, Wang Zhixing is more than happy.

"Why are you still standing there, come in!" Wang Zhixing felt anxious when he saw them standing there.

Wang Jiajun regained his senses and looked at Wang Zhixing very solemnly.

Wang Zhixing is very young now, he looks like he is only in his thirties.

As a son, Wang Jiajun was very sure that the one in front of him was indeed his father.

However, after six months of absence, how could such a big change occur?

"Dad, what are you doing..." Wang Jiajun was about to ask when the phone rang.

"Hey!"

"Sir, something has happened."

"What's wrong?"

"Fang Yuke from the Fang Group fell off the building and died."

"what…"