Pseudo-quick wear: Emperor Zun, don't be arrogant

Chapter 213 The Tough Guy Killer's Little Wife (15)

"Are you going out like this?" Fu Li raised her eyebrows. What's wrong with a killer going out so conspicuously?Are all killers in this world so arrogant?

Feng Yu glanced at himself up and down, and didn't think there was anything wrong: "Yes."

Fu Li rolled her dark eyes, left a sentence of "wait for me" and went upstairs.

Not long after, he ran down again and put a very low-key black peaked cap on Feng Yu's head.

Although his silhouette is more attractive after putting on the hat, it covers most of his face, which is better than nothing.

"Go, pay attention to safety." Fu Li threw herself into Feng Yu's arms and hugged him vigorously, Fu Li smiled like a kitten that stole the fish.

Feng Yu subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed her head, then he seemed to feel a little abrupt, and took his hand back a little uncomfortable.

"I'm leaving." Feng Yu didn't dare to look at Fu Li again, leaving these words behind and walked away quickly.

Seeing Feng Yu's hurried back disappearing outside the door, Fu Licai returned to the sofa with a smile.

Time passed by, and soon it was noon. Fu Li casually ordered a bowl of noodles to deal with lunch, and then went back to her room to take a nap.

While Fu Li was taking a nap, somewhere in City B, this very bloody battle was being staged.

This is probably a small town that has been deserted for a long time.

Feng Yu's footsteps were as light as a cat's, and he walked silently on the stilts of a deserted house. Under the black leather jacket, a small dagger on his waist shone slightly coldly.

"J, the subject is hiding in this old town, and the task he received is to eliminate future troubles forever." Feng Yu, who was regarded as a companion, said in a cold voice through the miniature earphones on his ears.

Feng Yu didn't speak, and reached out to tap the earphone lightly, and the other end seemed to have received an answer, and after saying that he was careful, he hung up the communication.

Feng Yu looked down at the time, it was 01:30.

After lunch time, I don't know if she has eaten. If he is not around, the little girl will probably not be obedient to eat.

Feng Yu frowned, as if he had lost his patience, a cold killing intent flashed in his deep eyes, and his footsteps, which were originally light, suddenly became heavier.

Step, step, step...

Even in the daytime, the old town is very quiet, the sound of Feng Yu's footsteps is infinitely amplified by the empty surroundings, as if they are everywhere.

When the person hiding in the dark heard the sound, he suddenly stagnated, and his body retreated uncontrollably, stepping on a stone and making a crisp sound.

Feng Yu's gaze suddenly fixed on a certain corner, and at the same time, the sound of footsteps suddenly disappeared.

The person in the dark only felt his heart beating fast, but he didn't dare to leave the only place he could hide from. He finally found this blind spot. Whether he could live or not depended on this. 25 years old and don't want to die yet.

When the sharp pain came from the heart, the person in the dark was startled, and looked down, a black dagger completely sank into his chest, leaving only a black handle.

The severe pain made the man want to die immediately, but there was still a breath left, a slender and powerful hand suddenly stretched out from the side of his body, his knuckle fingers grasped the handle, and pulled it out without hesitation.

Bright red blood rushed out from the wound, and the man turned his head to the side with difficulty, only to see a black figure leaving quickly.

　Two more at noon.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)