mad dragon retreat

Chapter 1 The Tragedy of a Little Man

"Little San, the customer at table 3 wants a glass of ice water!"

"Little San, quickly move the things over there!"

"What are you dawdling about?"

"........."

In a fast food restaurant next to a school, a busy figure shuttles back and forth, serving every customer. This is our protagonist—Joe San.

After a busy noon, he finally had time to rest. Qiao San was sitting in a corner wiping the sweat off his body, but he didn't know that a woman in the middle slowly came from behind.

"Joe San, why are you moving so slowly today?" A crow-like voice reached my ears.

"Ah!! Ma'am, I didn't have a good rest last night, so I slowed down a bit today. I will definitely work hard this afternoon!"

"Three! I'm not talking about you, what will you do when you say you're so lazy at such a young age!" It can be heard from the tone that the proprietress is very dissatisfied.

"Damn! You don't even look at how big the shop is, I'm the only waiter, and I'm going to do that! I'm going to be out of a ghost soon!" Finally, the long-held anger was released, and Qiao San stood up and yelled at him. The proprietress coaxed.

The eyes of everyone around are gathered here.

"What's wrong with Xiaosan today? How dare you talk to the proprietress like that?" "Maybe Xiaosan has a fever today!" In whispered discussions.

Xiao San is usually very honest, no matter what everyone says about him, he always smiles, so Xiao San is very popular here, but at the same time, the lady boss always bullies Xiao San, who told him to be honest.

"You...you...don't want to do it anymore!" The proprietress was taken aback by Qiao San's sudden action, she didn't expect the honest little Sanyi to be so angry when she was so frightening.

"I'm quitting! I've been used as a punching bag by you all day long! It's not enough to pay this little salary! Pay me immediately! I won't serve you anymore!"...

The farce was over, Xiaosan held the salary in his hand, 4 red tickets, and a few scattered small money, and left the place where he worked for several months with a lot of mixed feelings , although this job is very hard and even being bullied, Qiao San already likes this tune, but for some reason today, Qiao San is always in a state of anxiety, otherwise he would never be so impulsive in normal times. Could it be that after resting for a long time, his mind has changed?

This is our protagonist Qiao San. Because of the weird name, in today's society, mistresses fly around. Such a name is always ridiculed, but after a long time, I get used to it.Counting today, it has been exactly 2 years. Originally, Qiao San was a world-famous killer—Mie Ri, but because of an accident, he left completely. After erasing all traces of his existence, he retired to the... This bustling city.The capital has always been the endorsement of prosperity since ancient times, but behind the prosperity is high consumption. Although Qiao San is very rich, since he retired from the arena, he has not used that penny.

The income of more than 1000 a month makes his life very difficult, but he is very happy. He used to live a life of fear every day, but now he likes it even more.

But today, for some reason, he was in a panic all day long. Several years of his career as an assassin had forged him with a very sensitive feeling, which made it difficult for him to calm down.

I bought a few bottles of Erguotou, a few bottles of Yanjing Beer, and returned to my room with a bag of peanuts. In the capital, there are many such one-child buildings, which are very cheap. They are similar to the earliest bungalows in the countryside, with air leakage from all sides, but Qiao San Very comfortable stay here.

As soon as he entered the house and took off his clothes, it was already November, and the first snow of the year had fallen outside, but Qiao San was in very good health, and he didn't feel cold at all when he took off his shirt.The entire upper body, countless stab wounds and gunshot wounds, perhaps this is the only record of his past life.

"Damn it! What's the matter today, this feeling is too uncomfortable!" After cursing, he took a sip of Erguotou, and the hot feeling made him feel better.

"It was you who wanted to separate at the beginning, so we separated..." A shrill bell rang, and I picked up the copycat phone that had been with me for more than a year and put it in my ear, "Who is it!"

"Mie Ri, now there are many ways to investigate you in China. The Central Intelligence Agency seems to be active. You have to be careful. I don't know who leaked your news. I know that you have returned to China. Now the whole world is in chaos. You once Your enemies may also be looking for you, do you need my help?"

Qiao San's expression turned serious when he heard the voice on the phone.Someone was looking for him.

"Satan, how did you find me?"

"Hehe, others can't find you, but don't you think it's easy to find you with my information?"

Yes, although I thought it was handled well, but after all, there were many clues, and I knew it would leak out one day, but I didn't expect it to be so soon.Satan is Qiao San's good brother. In the past, when his life was hanging by a thread, it was Satan who saved him. Similarly, he also saved him many times.Satan is good at intelligence, and his intelligence organizations are all over the world. Compared with the FBI in the United States, the FBI in the United Kingdom is also much inferior to him.

"How long ago did you know about me? You can't take so long to find yourself.

"It's been almost a year!" The phone paused for a while and came out slowly.

A year, maybe more than a year.Qiao San knows his temper and cannot tell the truth. Although the two are like brothers, he still knows Satan's habits.

"Don't worry. Although I have rested for two years, if someone wants to kill me, it still needs to be difficult, ha ha!" Having said that, I am in trouble.

"Mie Ri, no matter what, we are brothers, I will do my best to help you deal with some troubles, but you have to be careful, in fact, I am quite envious of you. Hehe~"

The tone seems to be joking, but I know that what he said is true.

"Thank you!" After finishing speaking, Qiao San hung up the phone without waiting for him to continue.

"Hehe, it's still the same!" In a luxurious palace in Europe, an extremely beautiful man smiled bitterly with a phone in his hand.Obviously, yeah, it's Satan on the phone, a western god of death......