Vol 3 Chapter 825: Really a professional

"Since you know, why should you come ..."
To be honest, there are many people in the world who know nothing to do, but in the end it's just a matter of choice. Besides, the simple point is that if you don't die, you won't die.
With a stagnant smile, the curly man stepped back quickly, looking at the waitress who suddenly looked down, and frowned: "Because of her?" The curly man thought that his camouflage was good enough. It has only been more than ten seconds since we met, and it is basically impossible to see through. In this way, the only flaw is naturally the cowardess who was coerced.
However, where does he know that this really does not blame the waitress. Today, Tang En has reached the pinnacle of his assassination. As long as the mind is normal and the reason is still there, any trace of evil intentions in the surrounding area will disappear.
The disguise of the curly man in front of him is not good, and his psychology is not strong. But as long as he comes with the intention of killing, he will not be able to escape Tang En's induction.
Of course, Tang En was naturally too lazy to explain, simply nodded, and then stepped forward again, shrinking to an inch before the curly man, waved his arms, and cut out a fluttering hand knife.
"Now come, rest in peace ..."
fast! Too fast!
After all, it is the assassin with the strongest sense of crisis. Before this curly man heard a deathly sonata in the store, it was impossible to say that it was impossible. But in this case, he still dared to come to assassinate as a resident designer, and did not escape the scene immediately after being dismantled, which shows that he has relied on it, which is the so-called daring artist. .
But now I have a fight, a flower is in front of me, and the deadly hand knife has come to my throat. Although it was not compacted, the hot tingling sensation had reached the nerves of the brain from the throat, and the alarm bell in the heart was a masterpiece.
In addition, what made the curly assassin even more shocked was that the hand knife seemed to be fluttering. Slow and weak, as if a flash can be easily avoided, or counterattack while taking advantage. But the actual situation was that he couldn't control his body at all. The surrounding environment fell into the glacial cave instantly, his limbs were cold and stiff, and he couldn't move at all.
Killing intention! It's killer lock! Impossible, how could there be such a horrible killing intention ... shouting in my heart. It was just a stunner, and the curly man instantly recognized the power trapping his body.
But recognizing it doesn't mean you can resist. The reality is that he could only watch the light floating knife keep close to his throat, and the only thing he could do was stare at Tang En's indifferent face. And slightly raised his left hand holding the gray trousers ...
Before and after was just a few words of dialogue, everyone around did not realize what happened. Except for Victor, who came from behind, he saw the absurd and scene in the compartment, and he had a vague understanding of the situation. However, he didn't feel the terrible horror killing intention, so he was still puzzled by the scene.
According to Nirau, the so-called resident designer is actually an assassin. But now they are two. One waved an attack if the tortoise crawled, and one suffered an attack. Instead of resisting, he also handed over the trousers in his hand ... what do you mean? Is there such a frustrated assassin?
Of course, Tang En didn't think that the curly man in front of him was a rookie assassin. His mouth was slightly sloppy, as if he had expected it. He slightly raised his left hand and pressed it on the gray trousers. He touched a cold object across the fine silk cloth.
Immediately in the desperate gaze of the curly man. Reached out and turned the neatly folded trousers in the opposite direction. Next moment,
Click ... oh!
In the crisp sound of broken bones, "咝 ... drink and drink ..." The curly-haired man trembled fiercely as if struck by lightning, opened his mouth, and made a few murmurs. It sounded like a leak.
This is of course caused by the cut of the laryngeal bone, but when the curly man raised his arm subconsciously, he did not cover his throat, but his lower abdomen. Just a moment. The black and red blood has quickly leaked from the fingers, and the smell is abnormal.
Before waiting for the blood to drip, Tang En stepped forward to grab the gray trousers, held the curly man's lower abdomen, and held his other hand around the other's shoulder, turning intimately: "Haha, it really is a professional, you I ’m satisfied with the suggestion. If it ’s not bothering you, why do n’t you bother choosing a dress for my brother?

"Drink ... um ..."
Pat your shoulders, "If you don't oppose, you agree. Haha, it's an easy guy ... this is it, Brother Victor. Please talk about it yourself."
"Eh?" Victor, who had just arrived, heard a word, and subconsciously took over the slightly twitching curly man, who just wanted to ask Tang En, his palm touched, and his body couldn't help but shake.
Half of the trousers drooped, and the black blood spread quickly down. Near the upper part, a small and delicate hand crossbow was exposed, and the arrow string on it was empty, apparently having been fired.
Victor glanced down and took a quick breath. Obviously, this so-called resident designer is indeed an assassin. He took the opportunity of matching pants to hide this delicate handbow that hurts in close range. I just didn't know what was going on, and finally ate the fruit, and the arrow shot into his own abdomen. And judging from the abnormal blood, this arrow is obviously coated with some deadly poison ...
The venomous blood eventually failed to drip. One palm lifted the trousers first and shoved it into Victor's hands. "Hold it up and send it to reunite with the old friend you just saw." Face, somehow, Victor froze in his heart, tightening his gray pants subconsciously, nodding, "OK, OK."
He patted his palms randomly, as if dusting off, Tang En turned around and looked at the waitress who bowed her head: "That ..."
"Ah-huh-" Like the arrow rabbit, the waitress screamed with a clenched head. Because of the angle, in fact, she was the only witness of this silent battle. She even saw the short arrow passing through the gray pants and the curly assassin's lower abdomen. Fortunately, Tang En's eyes were so fast that she covered the woman instantly The waiter's lips extinguished the shriek in his mouth.
"Calm, calm, beautiful lady, don't get excited. I know you are being coerced, it's not your fault ..."
"Don't ... don't kill me ..." said muffled, the waitress's figure was like a quail in the wind and rain.
"Of course I won't kill you. Actually, I still want to ask for your help. Well, the gray pants just now are good, take another one ..." After tapping the waitress's calm shoulders, Tang En said, "Don't worry, we just bought those pants and won't rely on you."
"Uh ... okay, okay. You, wait a minute, I'll get it for you ..."
"Thank you! Well, go slowly, not in a hurry."
The waitress was sent away, and Victor on the other side walked close to the basically immobile curly man and walked into the compartment just now. Come out and play, it's the best if you can make no noise. Put the bodies of these two assassins here first, and then let the outsiders carry them out silently.
However, the men who watched this inside were naturally unaware. They only saw that Tang En suddenly broke into the women's dressing room. At that time, there was a woman with a blonde red dress and a good figure. After a while, Tang En smiled and left with a satisfied expression. Now I see Victor walking side by side with this curly man ...
With a bang, several men looked at each other and could not help exclaiming. I am! Is this the rhythm to take turns? Just a beast ... Hehe, I don't know if we will have a chance later ...
"What's wrong?" As soon as she opened the dressing room door and walked out, listening to the whispers of exaggeration, Johia couldn't help but tremble.
"Nothing ... ah, it's beautiful!" Touching her chin, she looked at the outfit that Josiah had replaced. Although it was winter, this black top was still very good to highlight the beautiful curve of Josiah's upper body. It seems Really tempting. Tang En gave thumbs up without regret and praised loudly.
"Oh, thank you." Josiah turned around in situ, and was very satisfied when she looked at it, and accepted the praise with a slight smile. Immediately he realized what he was looking at, and looked around, wondering, "This is ... the Sonata of Death? This owner, uh, is really very personal, isn't he afraid to scare away the guests?"
"Who knows?" Tang En shrugged without pressure. "Maybe it's the wrong medicine, it's like a funeral ..." The voice didn't fall, a slam, a whole clothes slanted down and scattered. Floor. Sitting on it was the waitress who took the gray trousers and looked aggrieved.
Spreading his hands, "Look, even the waiters are flimsy, this shop has no future ..."
...
After a while, the shop door.
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"Okay, you have the final say. But ..." Compared to the high-spirited Tang En, Johia's expression was a little confused, and he turned to look inside the shop and looked at, "Did you do something again? Why just now? Whose eyes look strange to me? "
"Don't think too much. Believe me, anyone's look at beautiful women is weird!"
Can't we blame it? Boss, if you change a piece of clothes, both of you have been killed here ... Then again, it's obviously that guy's doing something, why should we wipe the butt? We are the authentic guards, why are we now reduced to a mess, and we are all shopping around ... the back, Vic, with a grieving face, exhaled a long spit, and put big bags on the body He threw it to the guard outside, and then made a gesture, and then brought a team of soldiers back into the store to handle the follow-up matters.
Just then, stunned,
Alas, three sounds in a row, shrieking broke. Before he looked up, Ji Jinfeng was in front of him, and the intention of killing suddenly appeared ...
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