[Tutor] The fighting power of snakes and scorpions is immeasurable

Since then, a month has passed, the vacation has long been taken back, and Cecia began to wander in the Assassin's Guild and various occasions again.

Although I haven't seen Mr. Killer again for a month, he has become more and more famous recently. Could it be that it stimulated him last time, so I still played a role like a teacher.

Ah ha ha, I'm a little happy.

However, if she had known that there was such a profession as a freelance killer, she would not have been so busy and had to listen to others.Well, in fact, it's not really a command, it's just a feeling of relying on others.

"Hey, Cecia, your mission."

A piece of paper floated down from above her head, and Cecia calmly stretched out two fingers as usual, twirling the thin paper that was falling in the air, her movements leisurely as if picking off a petal from her own garden.

"Oh? Is it another B-level small task?"

He helped his forehead helplessly, grabbed the paper and walked towards Nika who was busy, shaking it in front of him.

"Aren't there other more advanced tasks? Just send the lovely juniors to this kind of task." Cecia raised her eyebrows, "Don't you think it's a bit overkill to send me to this kind of task?"

Saying so, Cecia showed a sly smile.

"My appearance fee is very high, are you willing?"

"You think I'm willing? If it wasn't for the lack of manpower, I wouldn't want to mess with your big Buddha." Nika raised her head and gave Cesia a white look, and continued to work on her own affairs, her tone seemed very anxious, " Besides, do you think that tasks above A level are so easy to accept? We only receive one such task in half a year on average, and you snatch it away every time."

Nika irritatedly rubbed her blond hair, which was already in a mess, and her tone seemed to become a little resentful, "I'm so busy, I still remember to send you a task. It's simple, and you get money, and you're not satisfied ?”

"Really? It seems to be my fault for saying that?" Cesia curled her lips, "There are not enough manpower,

Just take in a few more killers and post some advertisements on the street? "

"Oh my goodness, my dear Cecia, don't you joke about such high technology."

As if having a nervous breakdown, Nika gave up and slapped all the materials and task assignment papers on the table.

"Post up a small advertisement? Do you think you are recruiting a waiter? We are killers and workers in the dark. Is it really okay for you to be so blatant?"

Work in the dark?

Why don't you feel it at all?

Isn't this strange Italy already conquered by the mafia? Why can't the killer be recruited directly?In general, Nika is still too backward, do you think this is still a feudal society?

Uh, it seems that this has nothing to do with feudal society.

Forget it, give up worrying about your own brain, Cecia patted Nika on the shoulder, "Well, work harder, I don't mind your idea of ​​paying me a salary."

Anyone who cares is a fool!

Patting the non-existent dust on her shoulders, Cecia walked out of the mission site on high heels, humming an out-of-tune tune, looking very happy.

Burn the paper of the task at will, anyway, it has been solved, and there is no value left for things that are useless.

An unfamiliar bloody smell wafted in the air, and he almost subconsciously looked in the direction of the bloody smell. A small warehouse was hidden among the small houses, and the air with a fishy-sweet smell came from there. of.

He paused for a moment, then looked away and walked forward indifferently.

What does the life and death of other people have to do with her?

"Please, help me."

But just a few steps away, a woman in a panic escaped from the warehouse bumping and lying in front of her.The woman's body was covered in blood, and her face could no longer be discerned from the bright red paste.

She seemed to have encountered some misfortune. A bullet had made a hole in her thigh, and the blood that flowed out had turned black. It seemed that it had been a while, but I really admired her tenacious desire to survive. Go to see Grandpa God.

Cecia glanced at the woman expressionlessly, and mercilessly wanted to step over the woman, but was stopped abruptly by the woman's screams.

She seemed to be... shot again.

"Want to run?"

A gasping man's voice came from the door of the warehouse. His breathing was heavy, and he sounded like he was working hard, but he still didn't hide his cold and disdainful tone, giving people the feeling of a humble ant. Feel.

Cecia glanced at her beautiful eyes, and then raised the corners of her gorgeous lips.

"Please... you, ma'am, help... help me."

The woman still didn't seem to be reconciled, she grabbed Cecia's trousers, begged with a miserable expression, but heard the man's sneer in the next second.

"You beg her? You might as well come beg me."

"I don't believe that snakes and scorpions have any kindness to help you."

Following the man's words, the woman's expression changed from shock to despair.

"Compared to saving you, I believe that she can put you to death just because you dirty her trousers now."

The author has something to say: Sure enough, it is not suitable for bringing children, lively children or something, please stop playing with me QAQ