This killer is too stable

This is a broken bridge that was not built in the neighboring village.There is no boat this morning, so it is extraordinarily deserted.

There are three ways behind him, and Zhang San habitually thought of five escape routes.

As for why three roads can come up with five escape routes?

It's not important, please don't worry about so many details.

Zhang San came behind Old Wang, and with one stroke of the dagger in his hand, he was about to stab him down!

Lao Wang was sitting down and picked up the fishing rod...

And all this fell into Zhang San's eyes.

Fuck!Damn, he takes a fishing rod! !

It turned out to be a fishing rod!

Zhang San's hand shook, and the dagger flashed with a silver light, reflected by the river water, but Lao Wang's eyes were dazzled. Lao Wang turned his head subconsciously, and saw Zhang San's familiar and kind face.

"It's you? Why aren't you sleeping?" Old Wang asked concerned.

Zhang San folded his hands, with an extremely enthusiastic smile on his face, and said, "Uncle Wang, when I got up, I didn't see you, and I saw that the fishing rod and bucket at home were gone. I knew you were here to fish."

Lao Wang laughed, and said, "We still have the same mind, come on, why don't we do it together, fishing? Let's also learn from that book... from that book."

Old Wang was not very literate, so it took him a while to remember, "That's right, that's what those four words say. It's called a 'literati girl', right?"

The family background that Zhang San compiled for himself included the fact that he had studied for two years, so Zhang San immediately replied, "Uncle, that's called a literati."

Old Wang laughed and said, "It doesn't matter what it is. Come on, let's fish together and see who catches more."

Zhang San smiled brightly, put away the dagger behind his back calmly, sat by the bridge with Lao Wang, and took another fishing rod.

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By the way, for the sake of occupational safety, Zhang San, Zhang San's master, and Zhang San's master are all medical experts.

The reason is that the sect is too poor and looks down on doctors, so they have to treat themselves.

So Zhang San once read such a medical book, the title of which is

"Post Traumatic Stress Disorder Syndrome"

It is referred to as Piqisidi for short.

Zhang San always thought that this was a nonsense book, until later when he was working as an independent killer, he encountered the first mission about 'fishing industry practitioners', he didn't know...

Damn it!This nonsense medical book is true! !

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For some reason, Zhang San's hands trembled a little.

So now Zhang San looks a little scared. If others see it, they must not know what he is afraid of.

But a beggar who has been adopted by the kind old uncle Wang for a long time, logically speaking, sitting next to the old uncle Wang, enjoying fishing together, how could he show fear?

An unreasonable performance is never a good performance.

But Zhang San knew very well that it wasn't because of his bad acting skills, but because of that damned 'sick kicking' disease.

A fisherman with a fishing rod.

None of this is scary.

But when they were combined together, Zhang San was inexplicably afraid.

cold sweat, shaking hands...

No, I have already started to want to escape.

I already have the urge to give up the 50 taels in my mind!

but!

Is this a question of 50 taels! ?

Zhang San roared to himself from the bottom of his heart!

Because of this damn disease, he missed more than one 50 taels?

This is a lot of 50 two questions!

How many years do you have in your life! ?

Zhang San, how many years can you miss, how many 50 taels?

Three decades have passed in your life.

Not many decades!

I know, you are afraid.

But fear is not shameful. Who in this world has not been afraid?

But people are alive to overcome fear again and again!Overcome fear again and again!

Otherwise, after a hundred years, how will you face the greatest fear of being a human being—death!

That's right!

Zhang San will do it.

Go beyond your fears, regain your life, and you'll be a better killer tomorrow!

Remember your conversation with Master?Being born a man is the saddest thing in this world.

But courage can overcome all sorrows and fears.

what! ! !

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At that moment, the fish in the water took the bait!

A big fish was seduced by fresh bait, but lost his life.

Maybe people are like fish, for some 'bait' such as 'money', such as 'food', they give away their whole life in vain.

But the fisherman smiled.

Lao Wang stared at the big fish with all his attention, and the corners of his mouth gradually showed excitement.

And the next moment!

The person on one side let go of the fishing rod, and the fishing rod fell into the water.

A silver light suddenly appeared, belonging to an extremely sharp dagger.

Old Wang seemed to have discovered something.

Lao Wang, who was holding the fishing rod, turned his head sharply!

Then, there was a splash!

Zhang San knelt down!

Zhang San knelt down!

Zhang San cried, "Uncle, please adopt me as your son!"

Lao Wang originally wanted to turn around and show off the big fish he just caught with Zhang San, but he never expected to see this scene.Lao Wang quickly put down the big fish, trying to help the young man up.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Sansan cried and kowtowed to Lao Wang, crying, "My family members are all dead, and I have been displaced all the way. I don't know how many eyes I have received. You are the only one who treats me well, Uncle Wang. You can take me as your son." !"

Lao Wang didn't think too much, he just wanted to help Zhang San up first, but he didn't think that Zhang San would not get up even if he died.

Pharaoh had no choice but to agree.

In this way, Zhang San became Lao Wang's godson.

While Zhang San was crying, he moved his knees.

After all, kneeling on such a sharp knife, he felt that his knee was about to be cut open.

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At night, Pharaoh fell asleep.

Zhang San left the next village. When the fisherman stopped holding the fishing rod, Zhang San was also afraid, but not so afraid.

But he still chose to give up this mission.

Because he failed.

He had come to transcend fear.

But in the end he recognized fear as his father.

Although Zhang San has always believed that killers don't need face, since he failed, let's forget it.The 35 taels at home should last half a year after eating steamed buns.

In the night, Zhang San's bleak figure gradually disappeared.

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However, Lao Wang got up slowly at night.

Old Wang's expression showed a calmness and wisdom different from usual, he murmured, "Why didn't the killer do it at the last moment?"

"It's strange. With the state of mind I had when I was transformed into a mortal, I am a fisherman here. It is impossible for a mortal to see that there is something wrong."

"However, this killer's acting is good. For five whole days, even I thought he was really a beggar. I can't see any abnormality in his expression, movements, and even the feeling when he mentions his hometown and his family. I can't think of it." Duan Wuya was actually deceived by a mortal."

Lao Wang pondered for a long time, but he still couldn't accept being deceived by mortals.

He stood up, looked out the window, and continued, "If it wasn't for the knife shaking my eyes today, I wouldn't be suspicious, I wouldn't use my spiritual sense, and I wouldn't see through his identity as a killer."

"Who would send a mortal to kill me?"

"Kill me, or try me?"

At night, Pharaoh stood with his hands behind his back, murmuring alone.

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