Siheyuan: Starting from the Old Society

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Qiu put away the moon silver in his hand with an indifferent face. What lay before him was a scene like the hell of Shura.

Broken limbs and bodies were everywhere, and the walls on both sides of the alley were splashed with blood.

The head that rolled on the ground had its pupils wide open before it died, as if it had not expected that the boy who was docile the previous second would suddenly kill people the next second.

Shen Qiu did not like to kill people, but he never avoided killing people. When facing the oldest king like Gilgamesh before, he said that he had no interest in being a masochist, and he would praise the other person's name after being humiliated.

He did not use any abilities. Now, even if he only relied on basic attributes, he could surpass ordinary people by several times. A few gangsters were as ridiculous to him as monkeys on a tree.

Water automatically overflowed from the moon silver to clean the blood on the blade. This scene reminded Shen Qiu of another demon sword - Murasame. Legend has it that it would do the same thing after killing someone.

Looking at the broken limbs and blood all over the ground, Shen Qiu's mind moved, and a purple energy slowly seeped out from his body, covering the blood and broken limbs on the ground, and all traces disappeared.

This is the void energy, no matter what matter it is, it cannot escape the fate of being annihilated by it.

Although it is a bit arrogant to say this now, after all, it is only the primary prophet bloodline. Take adamantium alloy for example. It is difficult to be annihilated at once. It is estimated that one kilogram will take several days.

However, on the planet where he lives, there is nothing that can stop its power.

After putting the moon silver back into the space ring, Shen Qiu left here quickly. His time is very limited and he must race against time to use every second. Now he has wasted a lot.

"Boss, give me a big bowl of wontons and two sesame cakes."

""Okay!"

When you step into this city, you will always feel a familiar feeling. After ordering a bowl of wontons at a roadside stall, Shen Qiu took out his mobile phone. Thank God, the Lord did not leave the mobile phone in the real world but transferred it here.

This mobile phone is very important because the killer APP stored in the mobile phone is an internal software, which is not easy to get in general.

"That guy..."Ju is not dead!"

Shen Qiu took out his mobile phone and found the news he had caused after a brief search. What he didn't expect was that the second-generation official was not dead. He was rescued by the doctor and started his chic life again after two months of bed rest.

Looking at the face on the phone that was only a few years older than his previous self, the inevitable murderous intent rolled in Shen Qiu's heart.

Time went back to more than half a year ago.

During the time he followed Sister Nan, although he also learned some skills to be a killer from Sister Nan, due to congenital deficiencies and malnutrition, he was originally a half-baked A half-baked one.

I could only follow behind Sister Nan like an assistant, taking care of the logistics, giving her advice, cooking, washing clothes, etc., until that mission.

After Sister Nan took on the mission to assassinate the secretary of the K City Party Committee in AP, everything went smoothly. However, when she sneaked into his house, she discovered something ironic - she fell into the trap, and everything had been planned.

This matter was not particularly difficult to say, because the secretary of the K City Party Committee had already received the news, and their family had spies on the side that issued the mission, and Sister Nan's every move was under his control.

"Humph, what do you think you are? Let me tell you, in my opinion, you are nothing more than wild dogs. You can bite people for money. In front of us real big shots, you are not even as good as domestic dogs!"

This is what Shen Qiu heard from the mini radio on Sister Nan.

"But you are pretty, and if you are willing to serve me well, I will spare your life.......CNM is in such a state, and you still dare to attack me, beat him to death!"

This was the last thing he heard. Whenever he thought of this, he felt dazed.

"Yes, in the eyes of those who came before and after them, we are nothing but things that are worse than dogs. Why is that? It’s nothing but strength......."

After replacing the phone card, Shen Qiu called the number of an intelligence dealer that Sister Nan had been contacting.

"Hello, who are you?......"

Hua Ling never answers calls from strangers. His years of work as an intelligence dealer made him extremely sensitive to everything around him, and his anti-reconnaissance ability was at the top level. He was wanted by the Ministry of Public Security for three years but couldn't even find his tail. He was still doing well.

But today, for some reason, he received this call.

"I want you to find out who posted the order number 1440 on the Killer APP. I also know that you have the ability to do this. Hua Ling, I will pay you 1 million in advance, and I will give you another 4 million when you find the information."

As soon as Hua Ling received the call, he knew that the person on the other side was definitely not simple.

"The level of secrecy on the Killer APP is very high. No one can find out who is the person who posted the task confidentially. This is not a matter of money, but a matter of technology......."

Without even thinking about it, Hua Ling directly rejected Shen Qiu's request.

"10 million, 5 million down payment"

"I told you it's not about the money......"

"50 million, 25 million down payment"

"Deal!"

After hearing the voice on the other end of the phone, Shen Qiu showed a mocking smile. There is nothing that can't be done. If it can't be done, it can only mean that the chips are not enough.

"Five hours, I will only give you five hours, and I know you have the ability, Hua Ling." After saying this, Shen Qiu hung up the phone. On the other side, Hua Ling was in an extremely excited state.

"Fifty million, fifty million! What a huge sum of money! With this fifty million, what intelligence dealers, what life on the edge of a knife, what rules of the assassin world, all go to hell!"

Shen Qiu was right. The so-called confidentiality preservation is nothing more than a string of codes. It is not difficult for professionals like Hua Ling. It's just that no one dares to do it because of the authority of the assassin alliance.

But when the benefits reach a certain level, what does it matter?

"Once I get the 50 million, I will sneak into Southeast Asia, and then go to the Lighthouse Country from Southeast Asia to live a life of luxury......."

Shen Qiu just looked at the city full of lights and feasting while eating wontons.

Money, which ordinary people are eager to get, is one of the least valuable things that can be exchanged for a few reward points in the Lord God.

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