"Since you know, why do you still come..."

To be honest, there are many people in this world who know that they cannot do it. In the final analysis, it is just a matter of choice. To put it simply, it means that if you don’t commit suicide, you won’t die.

The curly haired man quickly took a few steps back and looked at the waiter who suddenly trembled with his head down, frowned: "Because she?" The curly haired man believed that his disguise was excellent enough, and it was only more than ten seconds since the meeting between the two parties, so there was basically no possibility of seeing through it. In this way, the only flaw was naturally the coerced waiter.

However, how could he know that it wasn't really the waitress. Tang En has reached the pinnacle of assassination. As long as his thoughts are normal and his reason is still there, no trace of murderous intent or evil thoughts in the surrounding area will be hidden.

The man with curly hair in front of him was excellent in disguise and his mentality was strong. But as long as he came with murderous intent, he would not be able to escape Tang En's induction.

Of course, Tang En was naturally too lazy to explain these inside stories, so he nodded and then took another step forward, shrank into the ground and headed straight to the curly haired man, bent his arms and waved his hand, and cut out a light hand knife.

"Since you're here, rest in peace..."

Fast! Too fast!

After all, he is the assassin with the strongest sense of crisis. Before, the curly-haired man heard the sudden change of the sonata of the Death God in the store. It would be impossible to say that he would not doubt it at all. But in this case, he still dared to pretend to be a designer in the store to assassinate, and did not escape from the scene immediately after being exposed, which means he has something to rely on. This is the so-called master of art and courage.

But now Puti fights, and his eyes are blurred. The fatal knife has arrived in front of his throat. Although it has not been hit, the hot and stinging sensation has reached the brain nerves from the throat, and the alarm bell in his heart is thundering.

In addition, what shocked the curly-haired assassin was that the hand knife seemed light and slow, weak, as if he could easily avoid it with a flash, or take advantage of the situation to fight back. But the actual situation was that he could not control his body at all, and the surrounding environment seemed to have fallen into the Glacier Cave in an instant. His limbs were cold and stiff, and he could not move at all.

Killing intention! This is a killing intention lock! It is impossible, how could there be such a terrifying murderous intention... I screamed in fear in my heart, just a stunned look. The curly-haired man instantly recognized the power that trapped his body.

But being able to recognize does not mean being able to resist. The reality is that he could only watch the light hand knife keeps approaching his throat. The only thing he could do was stare at Tang En's unindifferent face and slightly raised his left hand holding the gray trousers...

There were only a few conversations before and after. Everyone around him didn't realize what was going on. Except for Victor who came from behind, he saw the absurd and bloody scene in the compartment and vaguely understood some situation. However, he could not feel the horrifying and terrifying murderous intent, so he was still very puzzled by the scene in front of him.

According to Nilao Bo's meaning, the so-called resident designer is actually an assassin. But now the two of them, one of them waved their palms and attacked like a turtle, and the other was attacked and not only did not resist, but also handed over the trousers in their hands... What do you mean? Is there such a frustrated assassin?

Of course, Tang En didn't think the curly-haired man in front of him was a rookie assassin. He spoke slightly, as if he had expected, and raised his left hand and pressed it on the gray trousers. Through the fine silk fabric, he touched a cold thing.

Then, in the desperate gaze of the curly haired man, he stretched out his hand and rotated the neatly folded trousers, just the opposite of before. The next moment,

Click...Puff!

Amid the crisp sound of bone fracture, "hiss...drink..." The curly-haired man trembled violently as if he was struck by lightning. He opened his mouth and made a few vague sounds, like a leak of wind.

Of course, this was caused by the throat bone being cut off, but when the curly haired man subconsciously raised his arm, he was not covering his throat, but his lower abdomen. In just a moment, the blood mixed with black and red quickly overflowed from the gap between his fingers, and the smell was extremely smelly.

Before the blood dripped, Tang En stepped forward and grabbed the gray trousers, pressed the curly-haired man's lower abdomen, and hugged the other person's shoulder with his other hand, turning around intimately: "Haha, it's true that I am a professional. I'm very satisfied with your suggestions. If you don't bother with the second master, why don't you bother me again? How about you choosing a piece of clothing for me brother?"

"Drink...well..."

Pat the shoulder, "If you don't object, you agree, haha, you are really a cheerful person... It's this, Brother Victor, you can talk about the specifics yourself."

"Uh?" Victor, who happened to arrive, was stunned when he heard this, subconsciously took the slightly twitching curly man, and was about to ask Tang En something, but his palm touched his body.

Half of the trousers hang down, and the gurgling black blood spreads down quickly. Near the upper position, a small and exquisite hand crossbow was exposed. The arrow string on it was empty and it was obviously fired.

Victor looked down and took a breath in an instant. Obviously, the so-called in-store designer was indeed an assassin. He took advantage of the opportunity to match his pants to hide the exquisite crossbow that was extremely harmful at close range. But for some reason, he finally reaped the consequences and the arrow branch shot into his lower abdomen. Moreover, judging from this abnormal blood, the arrow branch was obviously covered with some fatal poison...

The toxic blood finally failed to drip. One palm took up the legs of the pants first and stuffed them into Victor's hand, "Please take it and send it to reunite with the old friend just now." Looking at the faint face that was so close, somehow, Victor suddenly felt a chill in his heart, subconsciously tightened the gray pants in his hand, nodding, "Okay, OK."

He randomly clapped his palms, as if dusting off the dust. Tang En turned around and looked at the waitress who was trembling with his head down: "That..."

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"Calm, calm, beautiful lady, don't be excited. I know you were coerced, it's not your fault..."

"Don't... don't kill me..." said in a muffled voice, and the waitress's trembling figure was like a quail in the wind and rain.

"Of course I won't kill you. In fact, I'll ask you for help. Well, the gray pants just now are good, so take another one..." After patting the waitress's calming shoulder, Tang En said softly, "Don't worry, we bought the pants just now, and we won't be able to pay you back."

"Uh... OK, OK. You, wait a moment, I'll get it for you..."

"Thank you! Well, go slowly, don't hurry."

After sending the staggering waitress away, Victor on the other side hugged the curly-haired man who was basically motionless and walked into the compartment just now. If you come out to play, it would be better if you can avoid making a big noise. Put the two assassin corpses here first, and then ask the outsiders to carry them out quietly later.

However, the men watching the inside story naturally didn't know. They only saw Tang En suddenly breaking into the woman's dressing room before. There was a woman with a blonde and red dress and a good figure. After a while, Tang En smiled and left with a satisfied expression. Now he saw Victor and the curly man walking in with a hug on his back...

With a loud bang, the men looked at each other and couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice. Fuck! Is this a rhythm that takes turns? It's like a beast... Cough cough, I wonder if we have a chance later...

"What's wrong?" As soon as he pushed open the wooden door of the dressing room and walked out, Joshia couldn't help but be stunned as he heard the low voices one after another.

"Nothing... Well, it's very beautiful!" Touching his chin, he looked at Joshia's outfit. Although it was winter, the black matte dress still highlighted the graceful curves of Joshia's upper body, which seemed really tempting. Tang En gave his thumbs up without hesitation and praised him.

"Haha, thank you." Joshia turned around in the same shape, looked at her and was satisfied, and accepted the praise with a chuckling. Then she quickly realized something, turned around and said in confusion, "This is... the Sonata of Death? This shop owner, uh, isn't he really unique, aren't he afraid of scaring away the customers?"

"Who knows." Tang En shrugged without pressure, "Maybe he took the wrong medicine, it was like a funeral..." Before he finished speaking, a whole rack of clothes fell down tilted and scattered all over the ground. On it was the waitress who brought gray trousers and looked aggrieved.

Spread your hands, "Look, even the waiter is frustrated. This shop has no future..."

...

A moment later, at the door of the shop.

"I have gained a lot. Continue. Our mission today is to play all over the mountains and seas. Haha..."

"Okay, you have the final say. But..." Compared to Tang En, who was very excited, Joshia looked a little confused and confused. She turned to look at the store and looked again, "Have you done something again? Why did those people look at me strangely just now?"

"I thought too much, but I don't believe me, anyone's eyes look at beautiful women are weird!"

Can you not blame me? Leader, you changed your clothes and killed two of them here... Then again, it was clearly the thing that guy did, so why did we wipe our butts? We are the real guards, so why are we becoming a choreographer now? We are all the things we buy... Behind, Victor, with a resentful look on his face, vomited a long breath, threw the big bag hanging on his body to the guard outside the door, and then made a gesture, and he wanted to bring a team of soldiers back into the store to handle the follow-up matters.

Just then, suddenly,

He whizzed, and three times in a row, roared through the air. Before he could look up, the bitter wind came straight in front of him, and the murderous intent suddenly appeared...
Chapter completed!