The next day, Long Xiaoqi left the hotel and walked on the crowded street.? He thought about it all night but didn't think about how to deal with this killer. The other party hid too deeply, and even said that he could not find any clues. The best way to deal with such a killer who was hidden in the dark from beginning to end is to get the initiative, but it is not easy to get the initiative.

Maybe he was staring at himself among these people, such as the girl in front of him, such as this one... he was about the same height, well, like, but not.

Long Xiaoqi focused on women because the impression Suzuki left him was a woman. Her face must have been disguised, and she would still be here, maybe in the crowd, coming from behind, and coming from in front of her. With preconceived ideas, Long Xiaoqi regarded this killer as a woman, and almost all her vigilance was placed on women. She even felt like she was turbulent, but it would be abnormal without this feeling.

A young man holding a carnation in his hand hurriedly, sweating profusely. Long Xiaoqi saw the young man opposite, glanced at the flowers in his hand and turned his attention away. There was nothing abnormal about this. In the morning, holding the flowers, and it was a carnation, he must have gone to the hospital to visit his mother or female elders.

The fragrance of flowers came, and the young man and Long Xiaoqi were about to pass by. Just as the two of them passed by, a sharp steel thorn silently stretched out from the carnation, stabbing towards Long Xiaoqi's chest as fast as lightning.

Long Xiaoqi, who had been on a vigilance, squinted his eyes hard, and his pupils showed the most dangerous contraction. When he felt the danger, his body suddenly crossed.

"laugh!"

Steel pierced through Long Xiaoqi's body and pierced into the chest of the person behind him. The young man holding the carnations had already squeezed into the crowd and disappeared without a trace. The bunch of carnations in his hand was also thrown on the ground, allowing the fast-moving pedestrian to stomp it. As for the person whose chest was stabbed by the steel pierced, he stood there in a daze for a few seconds and suddenly collapsed and fell to the ground.

The bright red blood flowed out from his chest, causing fear to screams from the pedestrians around him. The scene suddenly became chaotic, making Long Xiaoqi unable to pursue him. In fact, even without chaos, he could not pursue the killer who suddenly turned from a woman to a man.

The other party's degree is too fast and too ruthless, and the assassination is carried out with the help of the morning abortion. Remember, it is abortion, not a crowd. When there are many people, it is a crowd; when the crowd is forced to flow like water, it is called abortion. However, there are many people in Japan, and almost every city is dominated by abortions.

When a person walks along the crowd, it is almost impossible to pursue. This assassination method requires quick, ruthless and accurate. It is difficult to detect even if he kills people in the street.

"Master!" Long Xiaoqi followed the crowd and walked forward quickly, and had to spit out two words like this.

If it weren't for his sensitivity to steel, he would definitely be killed. During the three months of Gurkha's iron shot, he was particularly sensitive to the taste of steel, and even to the taste of weapons. That is to temper. When tempering steel, he still had such gains, which was something he had never expected.

Another cold sweat, Long Xiaoqi secretly complained about luck. Until this moment, he finally realized what a wrong choice it was to be assassinated in Japan. Here, facing the local killers here, it was extremely difficult to even investigate. If it were in Africa, in a place full of black people or Europeans, it might be much simpler.

This is destined to be a thrilling contest, and he is destined to be at an absolute disadvantage!

Suzuki was not discouraged at all when the assassination failed again, even if he failed twice in a row. He walked into a shopping mall, and when he came out of the mall, he changed his appearance again, becoming a middle-aged lecturer wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a gentle and elegant atmosphere. Yes, he was also a lecturer and taught in college.

"Kun Kawashima, early!"

"morning!"

Suzuki walked into his office with a smile and sat at his desk. On his desk was a family photo, which showed a slightly rich woman and two cute children. This was also his wife and children, and this was also his workplace. Each face was one identity, each face was one job, and a family.

This is the ever-changing killer under the red sun!

The assassination proceeded again and again, but failed again and again. Whether in the bathroom, in the cafe, restaurant, station, shopping mall, etc.... Long Xiaoqi was almost assassinated without warning, so that after a week, he got used to being worried every day. In the process, his eyes became extremely keen, and his understanding and experience of assassination began to increase.

That's it. If you are beaten too much, you will know how to hit people; if you are assassinated, you will understand the skills of assassination.

Thirty or twenty-nine times? Suzuki can't remember clearly. He only knows that his target is too difficult to kill. If he continues, he really doesn't know whether he can succeed. It can be said that the success rate of a killer's first assassination on the target is 100%. The second assassination of the same target is only 50%. When a target dozens of assassination of a target, his success rate is pitifully small.

If you cannot kill, it means that the other party is familiar with his assassination technique, which means that his ability is really unable to complete the task. In addition, there is a very important point, that is, the smell on the body. Even if you keep changing your taste, you will be familiar with the unslaughtered target at the end.

If he can't kill the target again, Suzuki will never have a chance. He will become anxious and impatient.

At the subway station, Long Xiaoqi stood there waiting for the subway, standing among the crowds. There were various people standing around him, with different faces and different smells.

Long Xiaoqi suddenly smiled. He turned his head and stared at a woman beside him and said, "Do you know? Every time you have a mouth full of onion smell. I really don't know why you like eating onions so much. You can change the taste of your body anytime and anywhere, but you can't change your hobby of eating onions. Don't eat onions in your next life."

The woman looked shocked, with a deep sense of surprise in her eyes, as if she had no idea what Long Xiaoqi would say.

The sound of the subway came, and it was about to enter the station. The surprised woman frowned, looked at Long Xiaoqi in disgust, and took a small step back.

Suddenly, Long Xiaoqi stretched out and pinched the other person's neck, and pushed him down the platform.

"Boom!"

"ah!"
Chapter completed!