Reborn in 1993, Dark Sea

Sizhou Hotel

Li Hu finished his meditation, walked to his desk, took out his pistol, disassembled it, and carefully cleaned it.

Li Hu is one of the best among the Caos in H country. He came to China this time to carry out a bounty mission, and he is full of confidence for this mission!

China is known as a forbidden land for drugs and killers by its European and American counterparts, therefore, there were very few Caos from Europe and America this time.

This is understandable, given the stark difference in appearance between these Europeans and Chinese, coupled with the small number of Europeans in China. No matter how they try to disguise themselves, they stand out in a crowd, making it difficult for them to hide.

Despite the high bounty, most European and American Caos chose to give up. Li Hu's main competitors this time were from Japan, H country, and Southeast Asia.

As for who these people were, Li Hu had a general idea. There were only a few Caos who could speak Chinese, and he believed that most of them would not be a match for him.

The chances of success are still very high!

If a workman wants to be good, he must first sharpen his weapon.

China's customs are too strict, making it difficult to bring weapons in. Top assassins are definitely not used to homemade or modified weapons bought on the black market, which is another major advantage for Li Hu.

The veterans of Country H had long ago used various means to transport some weapons and hide them in the hands of guides throughout China. The M1911 in Li Hu's hand was provided to him by a guide from Haidong Province.

The gun was a bit old, but it was very well maintained and even came with a decent silencer, which made Li Hu very satisfied.

There was a slight noise outside the door, and Li Hu immediately stopped what he was doing and listened intently.

It was the sound of someone pushing a food cart and stopping at the door.

Li Hu glanced at his watch: 11:30, just the right time.

Li Hu nodded slightly, but his brows furrowed.

Punctuality is a virtue, but it is not a virtue possessed by people from every country.

To stay alert and minimize contact with the outside world, Li Hu typically eats only one meal a day when carrying out assassination missions.

He would have the hotel staff deliver the food to his door at 11:30 p.m., and then the staff could leave. He would collect the food himself, and after eating, he would leave it at his door, which the staff would then collect an hour later.

In other countries, it's rare for waiters to be punctual; a difference of half an hour is quite normal, and some might even forget altogether.

What's even more annoying is that many waiters don't leave immediately after bringing the food. They will rudely knock on your door for various reasons and ask you for a tip, which annoys Li Hu to no end.

But in China, none of that matters. Waiters are always very punctual and never ask for tips.

Li Hu frowned because the punctuality and trustworthiness of the Huaxia waiters made him feel a faint sense of crisis.

If even a waiter or an ordinary person in a country can stoop to this level, then how terrifying is that country and that nation!

Li Hu exhaled, clearing his mind of thoughts, quickly reassembled the gun and put it back in its place, then walked to the door and observed the outside situation through the peephole.

The food cart sat quietly by the door, and there wasn't a soul in sight in the corridor.

Li Hu peered through the peephole for nearly five minutes, making sure no one was lying in ambush outside, before opening the door and quickly dragging the food cart inside.

After placing the food on the table, Li Hu eagerly opened the lid of a plate.

This is a honey-glazed char siu, one of Li Hu's favorite foods. After examining it briefly, he picked up his chopsticks, took a slice, and put it in his mouth to savor it.

The rich aroma of meat and the sweetness of honey instantly filled his mouth, and Li Hu couldn't help but let out a soft groan.

It was so delicious! Much better than the gas-fired barbecue in China! As for the kimchi, forget it, who would eat that stuff in China? But I still have to give it a bad review after the meal. How could Chinese food possibly compare to our great Republic of China!

After finishing a slice of honey-glazed char siu, Li Hu sat in his chair and waited for two minutes. Without any adverse reactions, Li Hu opened the lid of another plate with great anticipation.

As the plate lid was lifted, Li Hu heard a familiar soft sound, and a grenade with its fuse already deactivated fell from the plate lid into the plate with a thud.

Li Hu felt his hair stand on end!

He reached out and overturned the dining table, then leaped onto the bed, grabbed the blanket, and quickly rolled off to the other side of the bed, curling up in a ball to await the explosion.

One second, two seconds... five seconds, ten seconds...

Li Hu waited for a full half minute, but the explosion did not occur.

"Could it be a dud?" Just as Li Hu was filled with doubt and surprise, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a small note on the side of the bed. This note did not look like a piece of trash that had been left behind, but rather something that someone had deliberately placed there.

Li Hu picked up the note and took a look. He immediately felt a chill run down his spine!

The note had a line of small print: "The bounty is ours, get out of China!"

There's also a tiny symbol after the smaller text, which is a unique mark of the Japanese Caos!

Li Hu was drenched in cold sweat almost instantly.

This was clearly a very serious and terrifying warning. What was terrifying was not that the other party had handed him the grenade, but this little note!

This shows that the other party is very familiar with his every move in the room. They know exactly where he usually sits to eat and what actions he would take if he found a grenade!

Fortunately, the other party didn't really intend to kill him, otherwise he would be a corpse by now!

terrible!

Li Hu lay there for nearly 10 minutes, partly to make sure the grenade wouldn't explode, and partly to get himself in the right state of mind.

Ten minutes later, Li Hu got up from the ground. This time, death was so close that Li Hu even felt his legs go weak!

After calming down for a few seconds, Li Hu immediately began packing his luggage.

We'd better run!

For an assassin, once everything about them is so clearly known, it's as if one foot is already in the gates of hell—no, both feet are already in the gates of hell, only the gates of hell haven't closed yet.

Who needs a reward at this point? Escaping for your life is the only thing that matters!

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Meanwhile, the urban villages near Bading North Street

Konosuke Nohara stepped out of the room and slowly walked towards a corner of the urban village.

This time, it can be said that almost all of Japan's Caos (a Japanese online community) have been mobilized!

This is not for the bounty, but because the Controller's son, Jiro Igawa, disappeared without a trace in China on his first mission abroad, and there has been no news of him since!

Many people came, so naturally not everyone could gather together, but they weren't scattered either, all staying in several nearby urban villages.

These urban villages appear somewhat chaotic, but Konosuke Nohara really liked the environment there. It was well-connected, with a diverse population, making it suitable for both hiding and escaping.

Konosuke Nohara's destination was a small convenience store on the edge of an urban village, where, in addition to oden, there was also a little girl with a round face.

Nohara Konosuke had no evil intentions toward this round-faced little girl. The reason she was so eager to meet him was simply because she looked a lot like his deceased younger sister, Sachiko.

Moreover, this round-faced little girl even knows a little bit of Japanese, which Nohara Konosuke believes is why she loves reading Japanese comic books.

The shop was soon reached, and looking at the soft yellow light emanating from it, Nohara Konosuke felt a strange sense of peace.

As I entered the shop, I saw the round-faced little girl sitting on a recliner in the corner, engrossed in reading a book called Arale. She was also holding a string of dried tofu, chewing on it constantly, completely unaware that he had already entered the shop.

A feeling of tenderness welled up in Nohara Konosuke's heart.

Every time he comes here, this little girl is always eating while reading comic books. Her mouth never seems to stop. He wonders if she will eat this little shop out of business.

Konosuke Nohara suddenly had a childish idea. He quietly walked over, wanting to see if his appearance would give the round-faced little girl a big fright.

Yes, that's what we'll do!

Konosuke Nohara tiptoed over, getting closer and closer. Just as he was about to bend down and scare the little girl, something unexpected happened!

The round-faced little girl suddenly turned her head and spat out what she was chewing all over Nohara Konosuke's face with a "poof". Immediately afterwards, a cold glint appeared, and the little girl, holding a dagger, plunged it into his abdomen!