My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

Because he had been acupunctured, the assassin was unable to speak. Little Koi only released the acupuncture points after obtaining Zhang Hao's consent.

As soon as he regained his freedom, the assassin reached for his gun: "You..."

His gun was already cocked and the safety off, pointed directly at Zhang Hao. Before he could finish his threat, he saw Zhang Hao, seemingly unafraid of death, walk towards him step by step.

"Don't come any closer! I'll shoot if you do!"

Zhang Hao showed no sign of stopping and continued to walk steadily forward.

"Go ahead and shoot if you want. I'm not afraid to die. Try it if you don't believe me."

In a fit of extreme terror, the killer lost control and pulled the trigger, and the bullet flew from the muzzle!
The person on the other side seemed to have seen through the bullet's trajectory, and with a simple movement, caught the incoming bullet with just two fingers!

Handling a bullet with bare hands?
This was completely beyond the killer's comprehension—how could a normal person possibly catch a bullet?
What terrified him even more was that the other party not only caught the bullet but also gently crushed it with two fingers, turning it into powder that fell to the floor.

The assassin trembled, his voice shaking as he asked, "Are...you aliens?"

The assistant, who was being trampled under the umbrella, wished he could faint on the spot so he wouldn't have to face such a horrifying scene.

How could his boss be so stupid as to accept such a suicide mission? Shouldn't he have investigated the target before taking action? This kind of being, beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, is simply beyond their ability to deal with.

"Aliens? Not at all... We are native to this planet, so we don't count as aliens," Chen Anshui retorted earnestly.

The little koi pointed at itself, and its originally pretty and cute face suddenly turned into a fish head under the killer's horrified gaze!
She mischievously brought the fish head close to the assassin's face, gurgling bubbles as she said, "Let me tell you, I'm actually a fish, but I've cultivated myself into human form. So, in your eyes, am I an alien? No, because I'm also a creature from this planet, just not human."

The assassin trembled; he felt like he was going crazy.

Tonight's experience was more thrilling than any crisis he had encountered since becoming an assassin.

"We originally thought those people wouldn't act so quickly, after all, we hadn't really harmed their interests... It seems I was too naive."

Zhang Hao took the gun from the assassin and disassembled it into a pile of parts in a few quick movements.

Gun parts were scattered all over the ground, and the assassin's face was deathly pale: "What do you want? Are you going to kill me?"

Han San carefully examined the assassin: "This guy carries a heavy burden of sin, surrounded by black aura. He's clearly a deeply sinful person. We shouldn't have any problem killing him, right?"

Han San said this with the intention of eliminating the assassin directly, but only Zhang Hao could make the decision here, so he looked at Zhang Hao as he spoke, waiting for him to make the final decision.

Zhang Hao nodded: "They do have a lot of blood on their hands, but this is abroad, we can't just kill people randomly. How about we call the police? That's more in line with legal procedures."

Chen Anshui almost choked on his own saliva. "Mr. Zhang, you are truly a law-abiding citizen." He said, giving Zhang Hao a thumbs-up in praise.

Zhang Hao snapped his fingers: "I've always been a very rule-abiding person."

They called the police, and the relevant departments quickly dispatched law enforcement officers, including the staff member who had previously clashed with Zhang Hao.

The black man, his face grim, handcuffed the hitman, pushed him into the car, took his statement, and drove off without a word. Han San, watching his retreating figure, called out in a strange voice:
"Aren't you going to say a few words before leaving? You spent a lot of money hiring professionals, and now you're personally taking them back... Sigh, what's the point of hiring assassins? Just to play house back and forth?"

The Black staff member was so angry he almost vomited blood.

But to refute it would be tantamount to taking it personally. He pretended not to hear anything and continued walking forward, but his assistant couldn't help but speak up.

"Hey, you East Asian, what nonsense are you spouting? Don't slander people like that! We have absolutely nothing to do with that assassin!"

The little koi stuck out its tongue, looking disdainful: "We didn't name names, why did you jump out on your own? Are you feeling guilty?"

The assistant's face turned ashen; he opened his mouth but didn't know how to refute it.

"Ignore them, let's go," the black staff member warned grimly.

After they left, the house returned to silence.

But the peace didn't last long. Uncle Mikal called, mainly to inquire about their encounter with the assassin. Zhang Hao told him the truth, and Uncle Mikal was terrified. He only told them to be careful and didn't dare ask any more questions.

After ending the call, Zhang Hao looked out the window. It was already daylight, a perfect time to go for a walk.

He left the house alone and went for a walk. At the foot of the mountain, streams babbled, trees were lush, and the animal carcasses that had been commonly seen before had been cleaned up.

There are even people who use water pumps to drain the water from the stream and take it back with them.

All evidence of environmental pollution seemed to have been wiped away in just a few days.

However, a pungent smell still lingered in the air.

Zhang Hao walked slowly. Under a large tree ahead, a slightly plump, gray-haired elderly white woman was sobbing.

She was crying so hard that she didn't notice someone approaching from behind.

Zhang Hao waited until her crying subsided before asking, "Grandma, why are you crying so sadly?"

The old woman was startled. Turning around and seeing it was a young man, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "My daughter… my daughter had specifically invited an air quality testing agency from another state to come to our house to conduct environmental pollution testing. But… my daughter had just picked up the testing personnel and brought them back to town when she died in a car accident! I couldn't believe it was such a coincidence, so I reported it to the police, but… they insisted it was just a normal traffic accident, not some conspiracy…"

Zhang Hao looked behind the old woman. A transparent soul floated on her back, its head bent at a right angle, looking terrifying. It was a young girl, somewhat resembling the old woman… most likely the daughter she had mentioned.

"Recently, all the people in charge of testing in town have had accidents, and most of them have died. Can you believe it's such a coincidence!"

Zhang Hao nodded, agreeing with this point.

“There aren’t that many coincidences in the world. Too many coincidences are often a conspiracy—or even a conspiracy at all. What evidence do you have to prove that your daughter’s death was suspicious?” Zhang Hao continued talking to the old lady.

The old woman wiped her nose and tears with a tissue. (End of Chapter)