After binding the system, Mrs. Wei went down the mountain

He wanted to speak but didn't know how.

"Boy, you come to kill us, but I am the kindest person. If you are willing, just stay here and work as a long-term worker for me."

"Long-term worker?"

Nighthawk looked confused.

"Yes, you work for me, and I will provide you with food, drink, and sleep. If you perform well, I can also pay you a salary. If you really fall in love with me, I can also help you marry a wife and have children. , what do you think?"

Hidden under a black mask all year round and unable to see the light all year round, Nighthawk's face was pale and almost transparent. When he heard about marrying a wife, he smiled bitterly.

"People like us are heartless, have no love, and have no happiness to endure."

He has never thought about marrying a wife or anything in his life. If he is concerned about her, it is destined to have a tragic ending.

Nighthawk has never thought about Mrs. Wei, who spends whatever she earns and squanders her life wantonly. After all, she never knows when her mission will fail.

The failure of the mission corresponds to the loss of one's life.

Mrs. Wei's elder-like tone suddenly reminded him of his grandmother, who had passed away many years ago.

"Old man, you are very powerful and you don't need a little guy like me."

Although Nighthawk is a killer, he has his own principles. The kind of business he is engaged in here, he will never help others.

"Ouch, what do you mean?"

Mrs. Wei was a little surprised. The master was not an idiot. After one night of contact, he had already felt the power of this place. How could he reject it so easily?

Nighthawk suddenly asked in a deep voice:

"What if I don't want to?"

Mrs. Wei's aura suddenly changed, and a dagger appeared on Nighthawk's body.

Nighthawk had no time to react.

His eyes widened.

"This is how fast the sword is drawn, senior!"

Seeing the speed of the sword, Nighthawk naturally regarded Mrs. Wei as a senior in the world of killers.

"If you don't want to, you will only die."

The dagger penetrated deep into his skin, and blood flowed down his neck. This was the first time Nighthawk felt the danger of his life since he was on a mission.

His eyes were determined.

I have my own bottom line of principles and will never agree.

The dagger penetrated a little deeper again, just a shudder away from the aorta.

Nighthawk said decisively:

"Okay, I promise you, but I won't do those things for you?"

"I won't touch that kind of thing that harms people, and I won't help you get it. If you agree, I will keep it. If you don't agree, I will leave it to you."

Nighthawk scratched his neck, making Mrs. Wei curious.

"You kid, what weird things have you been saying from the beginning to now? What kind of things are harmful to people?"

"You are selling d"

"It's very harmful!"

"What?"

A few minutes later, Nighthawk was holding a small stick of tobacco in his hands, excited.

"Sister Wei, let me tell you that you are not an ordinary person. I misunderstood you. I am a short-sighted person. You must not be as knowledgeable as me."

Nighthawk was very spineless and smelled the smell of tobacco carefully. He didn't know if it was his imagination, but he felt that the wound on his neck had stopped bleeding.

"This kind of shredded tobacco is very precious. It is said to be shredded tobacco, but in fact it is better to say it is traditional Chinese medicine. Several students here have serious lung diseases and cannot smoke, but the old people have no way to quit smoking, so they can only come up with this idea. Method."

"The calf you just mentioned is a patient with lung disease. Because of her illness, she is the only one in the nursing home who can get a box of cut tobacco every once in a while. This box is her medicine. As for the scene you saw , everyone naturally wants such a good thing, they trade privately, and I turn a blind eye."

Nightingale was a little embarrassed when she realized that she had misunderstood, and then secretly hid the tobacco in her hand.

"It's just for you, give me the reward of being a long-term worker!"

"Thank you, Sister Wei!"

"But I……"

While hiding the tobacco, Nighthawk touched his waist and suddenly realized that his belongings were missing.

"Oh, are you looking for your little clarinet?"

Nighthawk nodded.

Yes, it's the little black tube.

"We are all old people here. It is forbidden to carry dangerous goods. I confiscated them..."

Nighthawk twitched his lips and said, "If you confiscate it, just confiscate it. Anyway, I won't be a killer anymore."

"But, Sister Wei, I am a killer after all, and the Ouyang family..."

The killer also has professional ethics, and Nighthawk is also worried about the Ouyang family's revenge.

"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

Nighthawk nodded. This old lady was very skilled and had such magical things. No wonder Old Madam Ouyang would put her child here.

However, Nighthawk also has his own concerns.

"Sister Wei, everyone knows my identity. Will I stay here in the future?"

Hearing this, Mrs. Wei smiled brightly.

"Don't worry, not many people know your identity."

There are only about thirty people, and everyone who is a permanent resident of Mrs. Wei knows about it.

"Our senior care class are all kind-hearted people, very tolerant and the friendliest to others."

Nighthawk scratched the wound at the corner of his mouth. It was indeed quite friendly. He treated an intruding killer with only a slight superficial wound.

"Sister Wei, I believe in you. From now on, when I'm with you, I hope you can give me more advice..."

"Don't worry, don't worry..."

As soon as Mrs. Wei finished speaking, the door of the house was kicked open.

Xiao Ou appeared at the door with an angry look on his face.

He was holding a red plastic bucket about the same height as himself in his left hand, and a bundle of rope in his right hand. He was carrying Dali behind his back, and he also held a small leather whip in his small hand.

"Master, where is that person? You can go and rest. Just leave it to me. I'm good at this!"

The corners of Mrs. Wei's mouth twitched twice, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Xiaoying, this is my apprentice Xiaoou, and the one carrying behind me is my granddaughter Dali."

After hearing his master introducing himself, Ouyang Nai nodded towards Nighthawk with a serious look on his face. Behind him, Dali said "ahhh" twice and waved his small whip twice.

Nighthawk rarely interacts with children. It was the first time he saw such a cute and interesting child, and he couldn't help but become interested.

"Be more serious. Master, please get out."

Mrs. Wei stepped forward and looked at a bucket of chili pepper water.

"What are you doing?"

"Master, I will torture you severely to extract a confession!"

Ouyang Nai puffed up her little chest.

"Master, this is a matter for our Ouyang family. I'm embarrassed to have caused trouble to everyone this time, so please let me come this time!"

Mrs. Wei couldn't help laughing when she saw Ouyang Nai's serious look.

"Why are you here? His code name is Nighthawk. He is a little loser ranked second on the killer list. Your father Yuan Qing spent five million to hire him to assassinate you. Now he has become a good person under the education of your master. I have changed my ways and decided to work hard in our nursing home, get a wife, have children and live a happy life!"

Ouyang Nai blinked.

"Master, you are so amazing!"

"How did you do it, get so much useful information in such a short period of time?"

Mrs. Wei looked back at Nighthawk.

He looked at Ouyang Nai again.

"Because he is an idiot. I didn't ask anything and he just told me!"