Hidden Assassin: Outer Chapter 1 Author: Saddle

　　 Villa in the mountains.

　　‘Very luxurious villa. A woman's light sigh sounded in the empty air.

　　‘Yes, yes. Sister~Sister...Let me go this time... The boss has called me a lot of things, I can definitely do it. ’

　　 A girl’s voice rang in the air next to her.

　　‘Really? ’

　　 The first voice expressed suspicion.

　　‘Really, really...you can only watch this time...’

　　 Then something amazing happened. A bubble blown by a bubble gum appeared in the air, rapidly growing, and soon became more than ten meters in diameter, and it continued to grow. The bodyguards of the target villa had already noticed that it was wrong and panicked. They don't know what it is, but it must be abnormal.

　　 But before they could react, the bubble floating in the air was so big that it was bigger than the entire villa, and then it exploded quietly. It was quiet, just a very slight ‘poof’, but it brought a huge wave of air, overwhelming everyone to the ground, the first few were even crushed to bleed, and the others all passed out in a coma. Then the sweet smashed sugar fell down and filled the entire villa, looking from a distance, like glue.

　　‘Okay, now just take the photo to find the target and make a shot for him...’

　　 The girl’s voice is ostentatious, but the crisp syllables describe the cold killing and shuddering feeling.

　　‘It’s not bad, but it doesn’t have to be that much trouble. ’

　　 A few strange syllables sounded—it sounded like the wind was stirring in a cave—a dark red line of fire condensed in the air, twisted, and landed on the villa, igniting a raging flame.

　　‘Wow...Sister, you are a trick. I actually used my sugar as a matchmaker...’

　　 There was a sound of rubbing clothes and corners in the air, which seemed to be acting like a baby.

　　 The dark red flame burned in the villa, and even the steel melted silently. The unconscious people just let out a vague muffled hum, and there was no more movement.

　　‘Go away...’

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　　 In the evening, the night of late autumn comes earlier. On the street, under the illumination of countless shining neon lights, the black shadow cast by the building was distorted.

　　 ‘Orange Juice Tea Garden’, a very inconspicuous small storefront.

　　 A man and a woman walked in together, and took a seat by the tall French window. The shop is actually very deserted, with only one customer sitting quietly in the corner, drinking a pot of tea. As if there was only one waiter, she was lying on the table blowing bubble gum with her boring hands spread out.

　　 Seeing a customer, the boss in the red vest didn’t call the waiter. He left the counter and walked over with a very expressive smile, and handed over a menu: ‘What do you two want to order? ’

　　 The man seems to want to show some intangible things like manliness in front of a woman, so he glanced at the menu casually and replied: ‘Teppan beef. ’

　　 The boss’s expression remains unchanged: ‘Sorry for the guest, but the barbecue will not be served at night. ’

　　 The man was going to tell a woman a joke, but he was a little annoyed when he was interrupted: ‘then sweet and sour fish. ’

　　’The fish is gone. ’

　　 The man suppressed his anger, chanting ‘demeanor...’ in his heart, staring at the smiling face of the boss: ‘then drool! ’

　　"Ah... there is saliva, but the chicken is gone...’

　　 Then the woman showed a disgusting expression, pulled the man up and left. The boss is very diligent to send the two guests who slammed the door to the door, smiling and saying, "Welcome to come again next time..."

　　 ‘pop...’

　　 The girl lying on the table lazily blew a big bubble and said vaguely: ‘Boss, you really have love, use this method...’

　　 The boss’s smile remains unchanged: ‘After so many years, my shop has never driven customers...’

　　 answered him with a **** and a big bubble.

　　 Then he quieted down, and no more guests came to the door. The boss walked back behind the counter, pulled out a book, looked so quiet. The clerk was still dozing off with bubbles while the customer was as quiet as the pot of tea before the rain in front of him.

　　 Quiet ends at ten o'clock.

　　 The boss stood up without warning, put a bookmark on the cheek in the book, put it back in the counter, and then greeted the clerk:

　　’Close the door, go up the board. ’

　　 The girl cheered, jumped up, ran to the window, pressed the button, put the blinds down, and ran back. Turn on the old-fashioned coin-operated record player and choose an old song from the beginning of the last century. Then he pulled a backrest chair, stepped back up, folded his hands on the backrest, propped up his chin, and put on an expression of watching the show that the world might not be chaotic.

　　 The guest finally moved and walked to the counter quietly, with an elegant posture. It was a young and beautiful man with short black hair and a royal blue earring on his left ear, adding a hint of sharpness.

　　‘The gap between people is so big...’

　　The girl carefully looked at the appearance of the two people, and suddenly let out a sigh of emotion. The guest's expression was a bit embarrassed at once, and although the boss smiled calmly, the girl saw a vein in his temple flashing away, so she chuckles.

　　’cough’ the guest took the initiative to break the deadlock and leaned slightly, ‘Mr. Tea Horse, can I call you that? ’After the other party nodded, he continued: ‘My name is Al, Al. Reza Duke. Of course, this is not the real name. Just call me Al. ’

　　 paused, the guest seemed a little embarrassed, and after considering the wording, he continued: ‘Today, I will express kindness on behalf of Pei Luojia. Of course, our people did offend both of us the other day, but they also paid the heaviest price... Sorry, speaking like this in my position is really chilling. I mean, Pei Luojia didn't intend to be an enemy of the two. I can explain the previous thing. ’

　　Al's feeling is actually a bit humiliating to be honest, which is normal. As the senior of Pei Luojia-and the highest level, of course, even the second-level senior of the organization no one knows this-but today had to bow his head in front of two people whose identities could not even be found. However, Al is no longer a young and energetic person, he knows that the two people in front of him know who is qualified to make himself bow his head. For two days, the three super killers only touched this small shop, and there was no more news.

　　’Cause, purpose, requirement. ’

　　The boss smiles dazzlingly, and his tone is flat.

　　 Al was taken aback, and immediately understood that the other party was not interested in being an enemy of himself, then it was easy.

　　 ‘simply put’, Al immediately decided what he could say, ‘we are taking in and training the supernatural beings. ’

　　‘Ask a question! ’

　　The girl blowing bubbles suddenly raised her right hand high, completely destroying the atmosphere of the scene: ‘Al what color do you like? Al what is your zodiac sign? What is your favorite food? ’

　　……

　　Cold field.

　　……

　　 ‘cough’ the boss saved the embarrassing customer: ‘she’s mustard, ignore her. ’

　　 This sentence is a declarative tone.

　　Al hesitated for a while, still expressed an apologetic expression to the mustard, and then continued to Chama: ‘Compared to the average person, the superpower is much stronger. But after containing a certain number of supernaturalists, our actions ran into resistance. It seems that there is a strong organization preventing all of this, we are very strange. What is even more strange is that the organization must have a strong strength, but has never heard of it, and it has never confronted us head-on. This is really illogical. ’

　　‘Then we happened to find the traces left by ‘them’ in a business, similar to an ability. But our supernatural person said that it was not a supernatural power. We are weird. The result of speculation is spells. We didn't believe it in the first place, but since the ability can exist, why can't spells? And ‘they’ is a killer organization much older than Peroja, and it’s normal to know something we don’t know. We thought that maybe ‘they’ had also been in contact with the mysterious resistance, so we started tracking it. I know it’s a taboo," Al said with a helpless smile, apologizing,’ and it must be said that the investigation is not going well.’

　　Al’s smile drew an exclamation from the nympho. Al very restrained ignored the exaggerated "Too handsome..." and continued: "But we found a clue in a recent business.’"

　　‘What what? What clue? what? ’

　　 Mustard’s face says, ‘I’m gossiping. ’

　　Al smiled apologetically at the wasabi: "It's a bubble gum wrapper..." The wasabi was shaking the chair restlessly from side to side. Al noticed that the center of gravity of the chair was regularly on the four chair legs with the music. Upconversion. Some people say ‘the details are everything’, and Al believes this. This kind of balanced skill alone is rare.

　　"Bubble gum? Haha...is it a child?" Wasabi smiled heartlessly, ‘I won’t eat it, I only eat bubble gum...’

　　Al staggered and gave the mustard a ‘say you’ look.

　　The mustard wilted immediately, and stood up dejectedly: ‘I’m going to clean the kitchen...’

　　‘One month. ’

　　 The boss’s words are still expressive.

　　 The mustard who walked to the kitchen was dejected, but when he walked by Al’s side he raised his head seriously, "Really, don’t believe the beautiful brother, look, it’s really chewing gum", and then took out a small yellow The things were handed over to Al seriously.

　　Al took a closer look at the received thing: from the outside, it looked like a small banana, carefully peeled off the skin to reveal the yellowish sugar inside. Al didn't study the sugar granules any more, but used the dexterous fingers to tie the sugar paper into a dancing princess. With a bright smile, Al took out from his pocket the exactly the same villain he had found 500 meters away from the scene, and showed it to the tea horse.

　　‘very cute craftsmanship. I happened to have a supernatural person who could borrow things to find people, and then we tracked down here, and then you know what happened. ’

　　’Purpose, requirement. ’

　　‘We have suspended the movement to contain the supernaturalists. We don’t ask to be qualified to know why, we only ask to know how to do it. ’

　　 It should be said that Al’s request is actually very cautious, putting himself in a very low position. The two people in front of them are undoubtedly ‘their’ people, and they are so strong that they have never seen them before. What's more important is that Pei Luojia has no way to know how many such powerhouses there are. Faced with such a powerful organization, but I don’t know how powerful it is, things like face are completely useless.

　　Tea Ma comfortably poured Al a cup of tea, and then said: ‘There’s not a lot of news that can be revealed to you, and it’s hard to explain. Simply put, the relationship between the resistance and the ability person is like... well, the relationship between the blood of the magician and the warlock. do you understand? ’

　　Al seems to be shocked by this information. Although this sentence is simple, the information revealed is incredibly amazing. ‘The relationship between the magician and the warlock’s bloodline’ means that there is indeed a way for ordinary people to learn abilities similar to supernatural powers. What is that? So, do monks and divine arts really exist? But those are not important. Al pondered for a moment and said, ‘then we can still summon the powers? ’

　　Tea Ma smiled: ‘I can only tell you that we are neutral, and risks and opportunities coexist, don’t they? ’

　　 Al immediately understood, and nodded and thanked: ‘Then, I’m not bothering. Well, just ask. Actually, you don’t need to answer my question, right? ’

　　Tea Ma’s smile is very formulaic, and there is no psychological change: "How old are you?" ’

　　 Al was startled, and still replied: ‘147 years old. Sorry, I didn’t mean to...’

　　‘In 1872, a group of children arrived in Europe on my boat. In fact, someone who likes to hold my leg calls me uncle...’

　　Under the light, Chama's expression is still calm. Al then smiled, bowed like the person in front of him, turned and left. He understands that this is just additional personal care and will not be there anymore.

　　‘Boom! Langlang...’

　　 The glass door shattered and flew in. When it was two meters away from the tea horse, it seemed to have fallen into a sticky thing, slowing down and falling to the ground. Intentionally or unintentionally, Tea Horse protected Al too.

　　 broke the door and entered is a blue curvaceous, even Al’s experience has to exclaim, ‘Awesome! ’. The woman was wearing a Miao embroidery dress and a complicated silver crown on her head. Various silver ornaments dinged like music as she stepped. She hung a simple machete with a five-color silk rope around her waist. However, when Al was looking carefully, he found that his gaze could not be focused anyway, and he could not see any details. He was stunned, knowing that the person here is a powerful character, so he didn't dare to stay for a long time, so he hurriedly left.

　　 When the two people passed by, the woman glanced at Al. Al only felt cold all over, shivered, and walked out of the store quickly, never daring to look back.

　　‘Sister Fengyue...’

　　Wasabi didn’t know when it ran out, and when he saw someone came, he immediately rushed up, rubbing his little head on Fengyue’s chest...

　　 But the people here don’t like this look, so they twisted the mustard ears and lifted her away, staring into her eyes and said seriously:

　　‘My identity has been leaked, I’m here for trouble. ’

　　Mustard magically broke free of Fengyue’s hand, took two steps back, patted his chest, and shouted with great momentum: ‘One person does the job, the other person is the one! The watch will hurt my boss...’

　　 Fengyue was happy, and pulled out the scimitar to cut. Mustard screamed immediately, hid behind Chama, and refused to come out again. Feng Yue couldn't help her, so he threw the scimitar on the table and sat down opposite the tea horse. Hate is to pour myself a glass of self-brewed vogat at will, and drink it as if drinking water.

　　The mustard clearly saw the boss’s green veins jump again.

　　The knife on the table casts mountains, rivers and rivers on one side, and fisheries, farmers, and woods on the other...

　　That is Xuanyuan kitchen knife...

　　 just kidding.

　　 Fengyue, this knife casts mountains, rivers, and rivers on one side, and birds and beasts on the other. Know the creatures of the world, and be able to slay monsters and ghosts.

　　‘Did you use the Rhinoceros Gu again? I said that it is not a good habit to peek into the psychology of others. ’

　　Chama replaced the vodka on the table with a bottle of fruit wine, and Feng Yue glanced at it contemptuously, then sighed and took it back.

　　‘Yes, it’s not easy to meet strangers in your place. Ok? People from Pei Luojia? ’

　　Fengyue suddenly changed color, touched the knife and got up to walk outside. The tea horse grabbed her hand-knitted belt and pulled it back.

　　Fugetsu looked like he was going to get angry, but immediately changed his face and made a look of listening, then smiled, turned and sat down on the chair. ‘So that person has an old relationship with you. Forget it, but only this time. ’

　　Tea Ma looks very satisfied.

　　‘Oh, I heard something interesting. Pei Luo Jia's headquarters, would you like to listen to it? "Fengyue smiled suddenly and particularly charming: "I don't know what you are going to do with those little tricks? ’

　　The tea horse is silent.

　　The so-called tricks are actually those with supernatural powers. In fact, the tea-horse metaphor is still appropriate. In Europe, psychics are called demon blood by Christianity. How many people burned at the stake in the Middle Ages. In China, the monks called this kind of person-Jiuli.

　　‘This matter...’

　　‘Peng! ’

　　 There was a thunder on the ground, and the mustard body suddenly flashed red, and the tea horse flew forward like a lightning strike, broke the wall, hit the street, and dragged out a trench. Embarrassed.

　　 Fengyue happened to be blocked by the tea horse. Although she was knocked to the ground and messed up her hair style, she didn't have any serious problems. He heard the machete scream in her hand, and her heart shook. When I looked up, I saw the mustard hanging his head and closing his eyes, standing still on the spot.

　　‘What is this! Feng Yue was very anxious and shouted back to the tea horse. The tea-horse just got up, a piece of flaming red on his back, giving off the smell of fragrant barbecue.

　　‘Possession! ’

After 　　 shouted, the tea horse has rushed over, his hands quickly knotted his fingerprints, and he recited "The Peacock King's Curse of Eating Ghosts" silently.

　　 heard it was possessed, but Fengyue didn't worry anymore. The ‘Bee’ in her hand was able to restrain the world’s monsters, and immediately drew a knife and chopped the mustard down—others looked like they wanted to chop the mustard.

　　 cut an inch of mustard all over his body, and the blade of the ‘Bei’ was shining, but he couldn’t cut it down anyway. Feng Yue was shocked, even if Xiang Liu had to take shelter under the mighty power of Bai Ze, what did he encounter today?

　　‘Get out of here! ’

　　The tea horse has finished her mudra, rushed to her, her palms stretched out, and a faint whistling sound came out. It seems that the tea horse has found that something is wrong and is ready to fight the mustard.

　　 Seeing these hands about to shoot, the mustard suddenly raised his head, his eyes clear: ‘It’s me. ’

　　 The tea horse stopped immediately, folded his palms together, lowered his eyebrows, and sang a Sanskrit tone like Hong Zhong Dalu. However, the entire shop floor under his feet was cracked and the house was crumbling. It seemed that this closing was not easy.

　　‘Tuo, it seems that you still have a bad time for such a long time. ’

　　Mustard, um, the voice of the possessed person is very vicissitudes, and he is very familiar with the tea horse.

　　‘Call me tea horse. ’

　　 The possessed chuckled and nodded to Feng Yue who was shocked to speak: ‘Very good little girl, Bai Ze picked a good person. So Fengyue was even more shocked.

　　‘To make a long story short~IndoMTL.com~The reason, purpose, requirement. ’

　　‘It’s still so official. "The possessed smiles and is very charming," but this little girl can bear my possession. It is really rare. It seems that you have spent a lot of hard work. Okay, let's talk about business. I am from 14 years later. ’

　　Tea Ma narrowed his eyebrows and said nothing.

　　‘Pei Luojia, there are other organizations that attacked me in partnership, when I was in Nirvana. Then a kid saved me. He asked me to be free, so I brought him here. ’

　　Tea Ma’s expression is a bit angry, ‘the sun and the moon is a forbidden law, let alone a mortal. Even if it was you, there would be no...’ When the tea horse suddenly laughed at himself, ‘forget it, all you need is Nirvana. This world is really unfair. So any instructions? ’

　　‘I was attacked by you, naturally, as for that kid...’ The possessed person hesitated for a while. After all, what the kid wants is peace and freedom. It may not be a good thing if it has something to do with the cultivation world.

　　‘Old rules, I don’t accept male apprentices. "Tea Ma's expression is serious.

　　 wasabi mockingly smiled, ‘Let’s do it. Do you still have fragrant wood? I am going to Nirvana. ’

　　‘Old price. ’

　　 is attached, um, the phoenix uttered a clear cry, and the moon was shining—I mean the house collapsed—a red light soared to the sky, and the mustard fell softly and was caught by Fengyue next to it. Hold your arms in your arms.

　　Tea Ma looked around the mess, and pulled out a small wooden barrel between the broken walls of Can Heng. Seeing his self-brewed fruit wine was unharmed, he smiled with satisfaction. Shaking his hands, the barrel disappeared, and it was probably received in a treasure bag. Then he clapped his hands and said to Fengyue: ‘Let’s go, take you to an eye-opener. ’

　　‘Where are you going? ’

　　‘Bu Zhoushan. ’