This killer is too stable

Too unstable! ! !

How can I do this!

How can I still be worthy of the title of the most stable killer in Jianghu! ?

At night, Zhang San asked the child to sleep in his room, and he came to the hall of the calligraphy and painting shop, facing the mirror on the wall, looking at himself in the mirror, showing a disgusted expression.

Zhang San slapped his palm fiercely, and cursed angrily, "I just can't control this hand!"

However, with calm down.

You should earn money, you still have to earn it.

Now is not the time to learn skills and buy cheats everywhere. Every penny saved now is for future retirement.

And tomorrow, old man Huang will bring Wang Xiaoer's mother over!

That's 800 taels!Even if I only kill ordinary people, I would have to kill [-] people to earn back the money, and the old man Huang also said that once Wang Xiaoer becomes a teacher, his mother will send over living expenses every month.

The widow of a high-ranking master, what does this represent?

This represents a long-term meal ticket!

Zhang San carefully looked at himself in the mirror, and then took care of his appearance.

He muttered to himself, "The old man said that the child's mother will come tomorrow, should I change my attire... This poor scholar with white face doesn't look strong enough."

"In case she looks down on me and regrets it, the 800 taels will be gone."

"Would you like some more beard?"

Having said that, after learning so many abilities and skills, how can I become a master? I have never learned it before!

But Zhang San shook his head immediately, he realized that he seemed to have gone in the wrong direction, the question now should be how to cheat from that parent, oh no, it is a serious tuition fee.

What should I say?

Zhang San performed in front of the mirror.

Imagining that the parent was right in front of him, Zhang San smiled, and then said, "I am a professional assassin. I have been in the business for 20 years. I have had temporary employment relationships with major assassin organizations. I have a good professional level and a guaranteed level of education. This mother , you can pay with confidence.”

Hmm... this paragraph is kind of nonsense.

Zhang San thought to himself, what is it like talking about, like the school in the next county, those teachers set up cram schools after the semester?How can I be like those guys who cheat money.

But it is undeniable that he even speaks like those people now.

Zhang San shook his head, and thought about it again, "Oh? You are Wang Xiaoer's mother? With all due respect, your child's aptitude is too poor to practice martial arts, but you are lucky to have met a famous teacher like me."

Hmm... this paragraph is a bit too arrogant.

But maybe it's better to be a little bit arrogant, so that I can prove that I have the strength and nothing to fear.

But will it make people angry, and then take the child away?

You can't really let the parents take the money, oh no, take such a good apprentice away.

This night, Zhang San seemed to have returned to the young days when he was pondering about acting day and night, because this time, he was going to act in an industry he had never been exposed to - a teacher.

Zhang San studied until late at night before he found a perfect set of acting methods, and Zhang San firmly believed that once this set of acting skills came out, when Wang Xiaoer's mother came tomorrow, he would be able to impress Wang Xiaoer's mother, and he would not hesitate to treat the child stay under his door.

"We are decent, and the iron cloth shirt is really hard."

"We are upright, Bai Hefei can really practice flying!"

"We're decent, really decent!"

Zhang San said this to Wang Xiaoer's imaginary mother in the mirror.

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In the middle of the night, Zhang San made a bunk on the ground because he gave up the bed to Wang Xiaoer.

But Zhang San didn't fall asleep in a daze, turned around on his body, and found the culprit.That is the knife that has been hidden behind him.

As a steady killer, carrying a knife with you is the most basic professional quality.

But after leaving the soft bed, the knife was still really painful.

Have you had a good life all these years?Can't even sleep on the floor?

Zhang San wondered if he had become squeamish these years, got up and put the knife on the table in the room.

The night wind was strong, and the small window was blown open.

The vigilant Zhang San approached the window and looked out of the window. Under the moonlight, there was no sign of anyone else.

Looking back, Zhang San saw that Wang Xiaoer was sleeping soundly on the bed, rubbing his nose from time to time, it was so cute.

Unconsciously, Zhang San approached the bed and looked at the eight-year-old boy.Zhang San is talking to himself in his heart

eight years old.

Are you eight years old too?

The father is dead, but fortunately, you still have a mother.

But so is your father.

In this world, if you are a good person, don't get married.

When a good man starts a family, it hurts his family.

With this in mind, Zhang San thought of today's day again.

The third day of July.

Today, 20 years ago, he was just like Wang Xiaoer, or even more unfortunate than Wang Xiaoer.

That day, Zhang San lost everything and became an orphan.That night, the robber behind him chased him all night as if he were playing tricks on his prey.

In the early morning of the next day, eight-year-old Zhang San was exhausted and fell headlong into the reeds, and there happened to be an old man in the reeds, and the old man walked up to him.

Zhang San still can't forget the first time he met that old man.

Zhang San only found out later that the old man was a mid-level master, a killer... and he was especially good at eating.

And the old man may have felt compassion for the first time in his life, and saved Zhang San, who was only eight years old at the time.

Later, the old killer said to Zhang San, "I don't know why. I have been a gangster killer for decades, but when I met you, I suddenly wanted to be a good person."

On the night of the third day of July, Zhang San looked at Wang Xiaoer, he sighed deeply, and went to sleep.

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In the middle of the night, the little boy Wang Xiaoer opened his eyes.

He got out of bed, his footsteps were strangely light!

If Zhang San was awake and saw it, he would have instantly discovered that this Wang Xiaoer actually had a good foundation in lightness kung fu, plus he was small in stature and light in weight, and he walked without the slightest sound.

Wang Xiaoer saw Zhang San who was sleeping deeply on the ground, but looked around, as if he was looking for something.

How can I not find it?

Will it be in the kitchen?

Wang Xiaoer walked to the door, but found that the door bolt was very tight. If he stood on tiptoe and opened it forcefully, Zhang San might be woken up.

hateful!

Wang Xiaoer, who was annoyed why he didn't carry that thing with him, almost wanted to stomp his feet.

But just as Wang Xiaoer was annoyed, but there was nothing he could do without that thing, so he had to go back to sleep, when the moonlight poured into the room, Wang Xiaoer found the knife that belonged to Zhang San on the table.

strangeness?When I went into the room to sleep before, I obviously didn't see a knife on the table?

Could it be sent by the fairy?

An eight-year-old child feels his own thoughts, which are very possible!

Thanks to the fairy for the rescue.

Wang Xiaoer bowed out of the window, then picked up the knife on the table, and walked towards Zhang San.

Afterwards, Wang Xiao raised his knife with his second hand and dropped it!

It was stabbed with one knife!

what! ! !

The howling sound came from Zhang San, a steady killer for 20 years, no matter how steady he was, he was still a killer. This was a real job of licking blood, so he still couldn't escape the end of being stabbed.

Zhang San opened his eyes, and the first thing he felt was that his abdomen was bleeding profusely, and a knife was still stuck in his abdomen.

I was attacked?

This was Zhang San's first thought.

What about the enemy?

This was Zhang San's second thought.

Zhang San looked around, only Wang Xiaoer was scared and shivering in the corner, but there were no other people.

Is it a master?Let's deal with the wound first.

Looking down, Zhang San immediately noticed something was wrong.

No, this knife...why does it look so familiar?

Damn, isn't this my knife! ?

Zhang San glanced at Wang Xiaoer who was in the corner with a terrified face, blood on his hands and sleeves.

"Why are you stabbing me!" Zhang San roared angrily.

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