I disguised as the second personality of a beautiful girl

Chapter 21

"Say more."

Orihara Kaede chose to skip this topic.

Hold the handle.

Gently pushed the sheath away, revealing a section of bright silver, reflecting his calm eyes.

unsheathed.

Geometric knife point, straight and narrow blade, the whole straight knife is about 1 meter long, the blade length is about 80 cm, made of alloy material, and weighs about 1.5 kg.

These are all data written by himself.

Then Honda and Yuye acted as the intermediary, and contacted craftsmen to customize it.

you get what you pay for.

The knife with the cost of 2.5w sub-yuan can only be said to be passable.

However, in terms of manufacturing technology, it is much, much more advanced than before.

Only when there is a need can there be innovation and progress.In the previous peaceful era, cold weapons such as swords, which were specially made for killing people, almost faded out of people's vision, and were reduced to the point of handicrafts and collectibles.

With the advent of the catastrophe of mutations, conventional firearms have little effect on many mutants. On the contrary, weapons such as swords that cause large trauma are outstanding.

For example, an ogre may be alive and kicking after a few shots, but if it is cut off with a knife, it will definitely not survive unless it is picked up in time.

As a result, the birth of an evolutionary with high-strength physical fitness, paired with swords and cold weapons, quickly became the most cost-effective fighting method.

As a result, the craftsmanship of swords and cold weapons has regained its vigorous vitality.

This knife...

Although the materials are not good, but the craftsmanship is top-notch, and it is definitely enough to chop monsters of one or two levels.

"Make enough money, and then the whole thing will be fine!" Mon5 said.

"That's right, I don't have the qualifications to be remembered, you can get it after you become famous." Honda Yuye didn't care, and took out a sticky note.

The above is the information he needs.

Detailed information about an ordinary member of the Wuxin Gang.

"How much?" Orihara Feng asked.

"Well, this one doesn't cost money. It's a gift from my sister, and it's a friend."

Honda Yuya was wearing a tight rubber suit today, propping his chin with one hand, showing the graceful curves of his upper body, as if he had been drugged so that he couldn't move his eyes.

Under the forehead as warm as jade, the eyebrows stretched into soft and slender arcs, and there was a fox-like smile on the pretty melon seed face.

At first glance.

It's really foxy.

"A Level 3 Evolutionary making friends with you? Hmm...that's not right." Mon5 reminded him.

"Speak straight."

Orihara Feng frowned unobtrusively, needless to say, he also knew such an obvious thing.

As the saying goes, there is nothing to be courteous about...

"Well, you are so boring."

Honda straightened up from the night, waved his hands at him, and said in a calm tone: "...I checked your information, don't be angry, understanding customers is our way of life, otherwise we won't do it for long, understand."

After listening, Orihara Feng didn't speak.

Quietly wait for the following.

"According to the information... you should be very short of money, do you want to find a part-time job?"

"On Ha."

Honda leaned back in the back chair at night, looking at the expressionless young man in front of him.

"What job?" Orihara Feng asked.

"You know Night Drive International, right?"

Honda Yuya took out a pack of cigarettes and handed them to Kaede Orihara habitually. After being rejected, he lit one himself and put it between his gorgeous lips:
"That company, as long as they meet the conditions, they will sign a contract with someone, so that person can legally own weapons, accept missions on the platform, earn commissions and resources, the good name is private security... in fact A mercenary who will do things for money on the surface."

"Mercenaries are no different from those women behind us who sell their bodies to make money, right? If you give them money, they will do things..."

"I agree with her!"

Mon5 suddenly said, this is too damn right, you can't work on that platform.

"What's the point?"

Honda took a puff of cigarette by night, and then exhaled a smoke ring, after a while:
"The point is... I have a job that is similar, but much worse. Compared with night driving, this job can only be done on the dark side... Although it is similar in essence, it is completely anonymous, which is different from selling your body."

"At least... keep your self-esteem."

"Is there a difference between a killer and a mercenary?" Orihara Feng quickly heard the words inside.

Yes.

The job she introduced was, in all likelihood, a job of paying people to kill people.

"Of course!"

Honda patted the table by night.

"Mercenary? How low is it to say it, and how cool is a killer to hear it? The key is freedom, dignity, anonymity, and quick money..."

"I agree."

Mon5 nodded silently.

Although it has no head... but it feels that this job is more suitable for Orihara Kaede. This guy is capable of killing people all over, so it's a pity to quit this job.

And it is the most effective and safest way to realize the ability at present.

If you exclude the fact that the black businessman in front of you has Kuang family.

"..."

Orihara Feng didn't speak, he didn't know how Honda Yuya knew that he was suitable for this line of work.

"cough."

"In short, you can think about it."

Honda stopped urging from Ye Ye, as long as the meaning is almost reached, he will come back naturally when he thinks it through.

This kind of taciturn temperament is the best material, coupled with dissection in the laboratory, you may not even need training to do it well.

It is exactly the same as the killing machines cultivated by some organizations since childhood.

Orihara Kaede nodded lightly, asked how to use the shielding device, and left.

Mon5 also advised him to understand.

After all, it is indeed lack of money, resources, intelligence, contacts...

Basically all missing.

Head covering wandering in this city of tens of millions of people, it is very lucky to be able to get up.

……

Fusheng City, the outer suburbs.

In this kind of city that is connected one by one, with dense buildings and population, the concept of suburbs does not exist at all.

However, there are places with few people, abandoned buildings, and chaotic law and order.

Generally, it will become a place for underworld activities.

The unpopular kind.

Kubota and Ariga Yuki came out of a dilapidated shack, drinking wine and cursing at one of the gang members...

Mainly to greet each other's family members.

"Hey, what's going on with Narumina Nakajo bastard?"

"Damn it, Wan disappeared, right? It made us scolded, it's not human."

You He Youshu patted his companion on the back, and said with a smile: "Ah hey, that bastard is not a human being in the first place, so he might be gnawing on his delicious legs somewhere."

"I guess some city hunter cut off his head and went to the Metropolitan Police Department to receive the reward."

"Damn it, it's dead, but the goods haven't been delivered yet."

"Gan!"

"All right, all right... It's still early, why don't we go to the store to have fun, and then find someone in a remote place to make up the numbers."

After complaining to each other, the depression of the two of them eased a lot.

With a cheerful stride, head to the nearest custom shop and stride.

just.

Before they were happy, a black shadow blocked their way.

"What are you doing? Don't die?"

After drinking, Kubota man was a little confused. When he saw someone blocking the road, he couldn't hold back anymore. He yelled at the roadblocker, "You're so brave, do you know whose territory it is?"

(End of this chapter)