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Chapter 437 This Killer Is A Little Funny
"'O' was really killed by a newcomer?" Thor asked in disbelief.

He actually knew 'O''s agent.

'O''s agent smiled wryly: "Yes, this newcomer is called Yoshimura No Taro, the previous file is blank, and there is no information about him in the headquarters, he poisoned 'O' with a mysterious laxative. already."

'O''s agent finished and added: "This guy made 'O' die a humiliating death."

Thor's face was very ugly. He always looked at 'O' to feed his biggest opponent. He never thought that 'O' was killed by an unknown guy.

"This is the only portrait of No Taro Yoshimura that I could find."

'O''s agent hands Thor a handmade portrait.

"This is Yoshimura No Taro?"

Thor was stunned for a moment. The guy in the photo was wearing a purple suit and was very coquettish. Thor recognized at a glance that he was killing Huadi and fought against Taro Yoshimura.

"You know Taro Yoshimura?" 'O''s agent asked curiously.

"I met once, this guy is very despicable." Of course Thor will not forget that the bastard Yoshimura No Taro shot himself with an AK47.

'O''s manager shrugged his shoulders and said, "Don't you know that the killer world now has a nickname for Yoshimura No Taro, the vile poisoner?"

Yoshimura No Taro didn't kill 'O' by his real ability, and he was about to take away the [-] million bounty, so naturally many people were not convinced.

And this time,
'Despicable Poisoner' Mr. Yoshimura No Taro is registering his new killer ID.

'Jing Ke stabs the King of Qin', 'Riding a pig on a high-speed', 'Uchiha's spot', 'Tenengpu'.

Crocodile and Liang Qiqi looked strangely at the new ID name registered by Yoshimura No Taro.

What the hell is going on in this guy's head?None of the ID names he has come up with can be understood.

Crocodile's new broker ID is called Fisherman.

Liang Qiqi also registered a broker ID for herself: coward.

"Why does the killer's broker account need to be bound to a killer account to log in?" Liang Qiqi asked Crocodile strangely.

"Of course, what kind of agent is a killer's agent without a killer? At least one killer must be bound to the killer's agent's name." Crocodile nodded and said.

Liang Qiqi looked at Taro Yoshimura with a smile.

"Let you bind 'riding pigs on high-speed'!" Yoshimura No Taro said generously.

"No! I want to bind the 'Jing Ke Thorn King Qin'." Liang Qiqi decisively refused, although she knew that the ID behind this guy was Yoshimura No Taro, but the name 'riding a pig on a high-speed' is too vulgar.

"Yoshimura No Taro, you have registered so many killer accounts, can you be busy? If you don't complete six tasks every year, you will be titled by the guild." Crocodile reminded.

Taro Yoshimura stared at the crocodile with a death stare.

'Damn little boy, don't say it earlier, it costs ten thousand dollars to register a killer ID, no wonder it is so easy to register successfully, the killer guild is really profitable. '

"Coward, help me take the order to kill myself." Yoshimura Notaro said to Liang Qiqi.

"Ok!"

Liang Qiqi enthusiastically began to take the first list of her brokerage career.

"It's done!" Liang Qiqi said excitedly.

Crocodile reminded again: "If you accept the task issued by the guild, if you can't complete it, the guild will demote the ranking of managers and killers."

Yoshimura No Taro and Liang Qiqi died together and stared at the crocodile.

"Dad, can you finish all the words in one go!" Liang Qiqi said angrily, her first order as a killer agent was just like that.

"Lyon, there is a good list. Do you want me to pick it up for you? Although the bounty is not large, after completing the task, you are guaranteed to be famous throughout France." Lyon's agent urged.

He has always thought that Lyon is the best killer, but Lyon is too dull and low-key, which has led to his lack of reputation. Even many people in the local assassin circle in France have never heard of such a 50-[-]-year-old old guy.

"No, I just want to make money." Leon said calmly.

He is long past the age of chasing fame.

The agent nodded in disappointment. He had worked with Leon for many years and knew that Leon just wanted to get a large pension and quit the killer circle.

"Yoshimura No Taro holds a huge uncollected bounty in his hand, if—!" The manager deliberately dragged his voice.

"Yoshimura No Taro?" Leon frowned.

Yoshimura No Taro's name has recently become very popular in the killer circle. Of course, Leon has heard of this newcomer. It is said that he earned [-] million from a single order.

Of course, the Assassin's Guild will deduct 20.00% of the commission, and the agent will also take part of the cooperation share. The Assassin himself will not be able to get [-] million, but this is already a huge sum.

"Thank you!" Leon rejected the agent's 'kindness' and walked out of the restaurant holding his favorite green potted plant.

Leon rarely makes lists of Asians, and he may be a little blind himself.

Lyon always felt that every Asian person looked almost the same, and it was easy to kill the wrong person by being an Asian person.

He didn't notice any difference between the two Asians who passed by him just now, almost the same height, almost the same skin color, and almost the same serious expression.

At this time, the entire French underground organization was searching for the two shining golden eggs, Yoshimura Notaro and Crocodile, which caused many Asians who were not tall enough to suffer.

"BOOS, we're only looking for short Asians, is there something wrong?" a nigger asked the white boss.

"What's the problem? You dare to doubt the big boss's order?" the white worker scolded.

"No, what if that Yoshimura No Taro grows tall? Then we didn't find out." The nigger said wisely.

"Snapped--!"

The white man slaps the nigga's instant noodle hair.

"The brain is stupid, you should talk less and don't be seen by others. According to the data, Yoshimura No Taro is Japanese, how tall can a Japanese be?" The white worker said very tactfully.

The nigger didn't know if he understood, but he nodded his head knowingly, which made the white man feel fulfilled, until he realized his palms were sticky.

"Ah! You idiot, how long has it been since you washed your hair?"

"Report BOSS, I wash my hair every month." The nigger said proudly.

Paris Police Department.

"Everyone keeps me on the lookout for recent Asian arrivals."

It seems that not only the underground organization, but also the black police want a piece of the pie.

(End of this chapter)