Chapter 6: Weak Assassin

Morin.
Mosen's nephew. The Mo family is like the status of the Fengfeng College in the public colleges. It is an unremarkable family among countless families on the mainland. They don't have any amazing bloodlines or huge family business. They do not have a unified management plan for the future of the family. In fact, they are more like an ordinary big family. There is no such thing as a family reputation to bear. Each has his own living method, and each other is only because of blood Have a family relationship, nothing more.
Mosen is a gardener at Fengfeng College, while Moline is an assassin, or killer.
Mosen was worried from the beginning that he would not be clean, so he called his nephew who was a killer to help. Looking at it now, there are specializations in the art industry, this sentence is not unreasonable.
"Where are the people to kill?" After the greeting, Mo Lin immediately treasured his time to start his work.
"Just live there." Mosen pointed to the cabin behind Moline.
"There is no one there now." Morin showed his professionalism. He will stay here, he has first figured out all the conditions in this area.
"Yes." Mosen said.
"This makes things simple." Morin said, immediately turned around and strode meteorically to the window of the cabin. The window is high, and the situation inside the house has been confirmed before by Morin. Without looking at it more, he grabbed the window sill with both hands and climbed up hard. The professional assassin aura was completely lost next.
"Uncle, come and take your hand!" Morin exclaimed. After two hard climbs, they finally slid weakly, and Mo Lin had to ask relatives and friends for help.
Mosen was helpless. If you must give them a characteristic of the Mo family blood, then poor physical fitness is probably the most suitable. But unfortunately, this is a defect, not a powerful ability. Don't forget such a label.
Mosen looked around, and when he was sure that there was no one, he quickly went up to join hands, and finally sent Molin into the hut, and he heard Mo Lin entering the house, sullenly shouting, "Who are you! Why don't you lock out when you go out door?"
Mosen has a dim sum. He only knew that this nephew was engaged in this matter, but he did not know the level. At first, I felt quite solid, but now, I feel that it may not be reliable.
"Don't be wordy. What are you going to do?" Mosen struggled to stand on the outside of the window watching Moline's move in the room.
"It's simple." Morin had already started his actions. He came to the bed and pulled out a pair of tweezers from his pocket with his right hand. Then he carefully pinched a needle from the leather bag sewed in the left placket.
"This is the toxin I extracted from the oleander and the white night mandala. The amount of this needle is enough to poison the entire grade one of you. Now ..." Morin said The needle was inserted carefully into the mattress, and then backed away and looked at it, then nodded in satisfaction.
No need to ask, Mo Sen already knew what Mo Lin's plan was. Simple, but very practical. Who can find the poison meter hidden in the mattress? Moshen's six-sky daring spirit can't be seen.
"Uncle, help me." Morin returned to the window and greeted Mosen to help him crawl out.
"Don't go through the door?" Mosen said.
"It's better not to leave extra marks." Morin said, half of his body had crawled out.
Design is practical and thoughtful. But the clumsy turning of the window destroyed the gas field that an assassin should have. It was also because Mosen was able to understand Mo Lin's difficulties from his family. This is to change to another employer, I am afraid that I have long lost confidence in this assassin.
"I will collect the needle in the middle of the night, and then wait for him to collect the body!" Mo Lin said while flapping the clothes that were messed up when he flipped the window.
"Be careful when you leave." Mosen urged. No matter how generous the college style is, it is impossible to take the life and death of students seriously. The college will definitely investigate thoroughly, and strangers like Maureen will easily arouse suspicion.
"Uncle, don't worry, I will recover when I come to close the needle. No one will find that he died abnormally." Morin smiled confidently, and after the window was turned off, his assassin temperament suddenly showed up again. . After saying this, he walked in the direction of no one, and disappeared from Mossen's sight without the meeting.
So, can it be over? After watching Morin leave, Morsen looked back at the cabin again. In my favorite flower garden, there will soon be no eye-catching existence. Thinking of this, Mosen suddenly found that he did not expect as much as when he designed the viewing pavilion in the morning, and his mood seemed to become a bit heavy.
"I hope Su Tang will not be too sad ..." Mo Sen thought, and began to look down to take care of flowers and plants, only these can calm his heart.
In the middle of the night.
There are a handful of starlights hanging in the sky, but for a perceptive who reaches the double heaven realm, this light is enough for him to distinguish everything.
A figure moved gently in the flowerbed, with occasional footsteps, but it happened to be mixed with the rustling sound brought by the wind across the flowerbed.
If he is a distinguished perceptron of Ming Ming, he may be able to distinguish the difference, but Morin knows that the one in the cabin has no perception at all, not to mention that he is now a dead person.
Even so, Morin came under the window as lightly as possible, and then leaned over and built two stepping bricks under the window.
This is indeed a bit unsightly, but Mo Lin is also quite helpless on such a body. Of course, he also envied those guys with outstanding skills who came and went like wind. But the body of the Mo family is so dull in strength.
Has no choice but to rely on wisdom to solve the problem.
Moline stepped on two stepping bricks and held his hand on the window sill. Although the room is darker, as long as there is a little light, it is no problem for a perceptive person who sees the sky to see clearly.
Molin saw the target lying on the bed motionless, but at this moment, he was more powerful and more sensitive to the spirit of the six-fold heavenly axis, but he sent him a more accurate message.
Wrong!
The temperature is wrong.
Although there is no touch, only at this distance, Morin has noticed the body temperature emitted from the target person. It's the second half of the night now, and unless this guy just fell asleep, otherwise he has died in the middle of the night, there can be no such body temperature.
The situation is a bit wrong, is it further confirmation, or ...
Morin is still hesitating, but his figure on the bed has moved.
Flash!
Morin was already alert. Although hesitated, he never let his guard down. As soon as his body moved slightly on the bed, he had noticed that, without hesitation, he walked away.
Why did the poison needle not work? Was it discovered?
Has great confidence in his own toxin Morin, UU reading www. uukanshu.com has nothing to do with the goal. There is no explanation at all except that it has not been stabbed.
Mo Lin, who ran away, did not look back, but listened to the movement behind him. His pivotal soul is the most powerful, and has reached sixfold heavens, and the completion of the penetration of the heroic spirit can reach the realm of the passer-by, with a more powerful ability. But besides this, his other five souls, besides the strength soul, also have certain realms. The Soul of Soul has reached the triple sky, and at this distance, no movement can escape his ears.
Got up ... got out of bed ... to the window ... jumped out!
Morlin heard an extremely heavy landing sound behind him, and the target person was chased out.
Morlin couldn't help but look back. The unimportant waste that Uncle Mawson said in his mouth seemed not so useless. At least it's daring, although it seems stupid to him.
Even if the body is poor, the Mo family is extremely weak, as a perceiver, it is often a means of combat. Compared with ordinary people, it is completely two levels. This guy, obviously without any courage, even dared to chase it out, this is probably the so-called ignorance fearless!
Has no perception, so this kid simply does not know how powerful and scary the target he pursues is.
Kill him directly?
Can't ...
Although Morin is fully capable of this, Morsen repeatedly insists that it must be an accident, an accident that makes others think it is not an abnormal death.
"Unexpectedly, to deal with an ordinary person, I have to activate my alternative." Morin murmured.