Douluo's assassin becomes a god

Chapter 4 That Perfect Woman (Please recommend, please collect!)

Han Xiao stood silently, quietly looking at the low grave in front of him.

A stele without words stands quietly, as if it is expressing the sorrow in the heart.

Ghost Douluo stood in the distance, staring at Han Xiao with his eyes hidden in the cloak, not knowing what he was thinking.

The two originally decided to leave on the same day, but who knew that Han Xiao said that there was still one thing to be done before leaving.

What Ghost Douluo didn't expect was that he would come here
Han Xiao carefully placed the flowers in his hands in front of the grave, and turned to Ghost Douluo.

"Let's go."

His face was very cold, even the well-informed Ghost Douluo didn't know what was hidden in that young face.

The two walked towards the Wuhun Hall all the way.

But after a while, they arrived outside Wuhun City.

Han Xiao raised his head and looked at the majestic gate with burning eyes.

"I'm going to take you to meet an extremely important person later, whether you can stay in Wuhun City depends on her eyes, don't look for trouble."

Ghost Douluo said grimly.

Is the person in his mouth the master of this Wuhun Palace?

Han Xiao thought to himself.

In fact, if Ghost Douluo wanted to recommend someone to join the Spirit Hall, he didn't need to be so troublesome at all.

After all, under the pope, he has the highest authority.

But Ghost Douluo thought differently.

He intends to personally accept Han Xiao as a disciple.

Since this is the case, it would be unreasonable not to meet the Pope.

"Ghost... Elder Ghost!"

Seeing that the person who came was Ghost Douluo, the guard soul master trembled with fright, not daring to be careless.

"Ah."

Ghost Douluo nodded and led Han Xiao in.

Han Xiao, who had just entered Wuhun City, felt that everything around him was novel.

When the soul masters passing by saw Ghost Douluo, they all greeted him respectfully with frightened faces.

Even the way they looked at Han Xiao became a little weird.

"Why are you not afraid of me?"

At this moment, Ghost Douluo suddenly asked.

"Why be afraid?"

Han Xiao was a little puzzled.

"People in Wuhun City are afraid of me because I am a ghost."

Ghost Douluo said in a gloomy voice.

Because of Wuhun and his own personality, Ghost Douluo is no less terrifying than the ghosts in horror movies.

"I like working with ghosts."

Han Xiao grinned rarely, and said.

He is not dealing with ghosts, but with death.

The souls who died under his hands are even more innumerable.

How many assassinations, he danced under the eyes of death.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Ghost Douluo suddenly laughed.

As if realizing that the laughter was ugly, he closed his mouth wisely: "Let's go."

Without talking all the way, the two walked into the most conspicuous building of the Wuhun Hall.

Han Xiao, on the other hand, portrayed all the roads and buildings he walked along the way in his mind like a sketch.

After all, as an assassin, one cannot trust others.

If one day I want to escape from this city, I can also create an optimal route.

"I want to see His Excellency the Pope."

The two stopped in front of an extremely splendid gate, and Ghost Douluo said to the handsome attendant Sen.

When the maid saw that it was Ghost Douluo, she didn't look scared, and said with a smile: "Lord Ghost Douluo, what a coincidence, His Excellency the Pope is not here at this time, and he won't be back until dusk, why don't you come in and wait?"

After thinking for a while, Ghost Douluo said, "That's fine."

He turned his head to look at Han Xiao who was standing there, and waved at him: "Boy, come here."

"Hold it." He searched for a long time, and finally took out a bulging bag from under the black robe, and handed it to Han Xiao.

Han Xiao glanced at it, and the golden coins in the heavy bag were ready to come out.

"There are many good things in Wuhun City, go shopping and come back before dusk."

Ghost Douluo said grimly.

This operation caused a surprised look from the maid on the side.

She looked at Han Xiao without a trace, and had never seen such a young face.

The people who can be treated like this by Ghost Douluo can be counted on one hand in the whole Wuhundian.

Han Xiao was not polite, he nodded and turned around to leave.

Going down the stairs, Han Xiao took out a gold coin and played with it in his hand.

The gold coin seems to have spirituality, rolling happily between Han Xiao's knuckles.

In his previous life, he had a hobby of collecting gold coins of various styles.

All kinds of gold coins filled his collection cabinet, many of which were priceless ancient gold coins.

When he was free, Han Xiao liked to play with gold coins on his knuckles.

Han Xiao is very satisfied. The gold soul coins in this continent feel similar to his favorite florin gold coins in his previous life.

Warm and thick, the most suitable for playing.

At this moment, the sound of high heels came rhythmically from below the stairs.

Da da da, the sound is clear and crisp, making people daydream.

Two women, one big and one small, came to meet him.

The younger girl was directly attracted by the tumbling gold coins in Han Xiao's hands, and stared at them without blinking.

The two sides met each other, and Han Xiao didn't look at the little girl who was staring at him unblinkingly. His eyes were all attracted by another woman.

That woman's figure is hot, her ups and downs are just right, her skin is snow-like, and she can be reassured without looking at her face. She is definitely a great beauty.

What's even more suffocating is that pretty face that is so perfect that there is no trace of blemish, it is simply favored by God, every point is just right.

That holy and gorgeous robe highlighted a bit of nobility and distance.

The two women, one big and one small, apparently also spotted Han Xiao, and they met at the stairs.

The woman looked at him expressionlessly, and so did Han Xiao.

Seeing the little girl's eyes fixed on the gold coin in his hand, Han Xiao ruthlessly grabbed it back into his palm and put it into the money bag.

The two sides did not speak, and they passed by.

"Bold!"

At this moment, the little girl spoke.

"You didn't greet the teacher when you saw him. Who are you and what are you doing here?!"

The little girl seemed a little annoyed at Han Xiao's behavior of deliberately putting away the gold coins, and asked loudly.

Han Xiao stopped in his tracks, turned his head and looked at her expressionlessly.

The little girl was a little afraid of Han Xiao's eyes, and shrank back, but then remembered that someone was backing her up, puffed her chest up, and looked at him fiercely.

There are so many rules in this shit Wuhundian.

Han Xiao frowned secretly in his heart.

In the previous life, when others saw him, they would hide away from him. How could there be any reason why he took the initiative to say hello?
Although he is a top assassin, Han Xiao also has obvious shortcomings. He doesn't know how to greet others at all.

He had to bow his head under the eaves, he still remembered Ghost Douluo's warning, his brain was overloaded, and he thought about how to say hello.

I still remember living in Paris for a while, where people seemed to compliment each other when they met.

For example, today's clothes are very beautiful, and the hair looks good.

After a while, Han Xiao finally choked out four words: "You look good."

After saying this, he turned and left without leaving a trace.

These words instantly made the little girl dumbfounded, pointing at Han Xiao who was going away, she was so angry that she couldn't say a word.

Even the woman with a frosty face opened her mouth in surprise.

She is not overconfident, but knows that she is indeed beautiful.

But there is no one on this continent who dares to boast that he is good-looking.

But I didn't expect a little boy to say it with a calm expression, which made the woman a little dumbfounded.

And when the boy said this just now, he seemed to be saying hello?
His tone of voice seemed to be saying whether you ate or not, without any ups and downs.

Thinking of the woman smiling slightly, the iceberg melted, and she became more interested in the child.

"I'm so mad, this brat dares to disrespect the teacher!"

The little girl's lungs were about to explode, and she was about to catch up with Han Xiao who had gone away.

"Nana, don't be rough."

The woman frowned and stopped her move.

"But……"

Nana pursed her lips, a little aggrieved.

"Let's go."

The woman obviously didn't take it seriously, and turned to leave.

At the pinnacle of power, she can't afford to be angry with a child.

And Han Xiao, who had already gone downstairs at this time, did not know the seriousness of the words just now.

It's not his fault, after all, the thing he did the most in his previous life was assassination, so it's not an exaggeration to describe him as an assassination machine.

Does he still say hello to his target, say hello, you can die?

Real assassins never have these fancy rituals.

Although he boasted a good-looking sentence, Han Xiao had already left that beautiful figure behind him at this time.

He is a killer, he has no feelings.

Touching the bulging purse, Han Xiao's eyes flashed with excitement.

With money, maybe some simple assassination tools in the previous life can be realized.

He's going to do some big shopping.

(End of this chapter)