Apocalypse Cemetery

Chapter 97 The Woman Looking at the Stars with a Sniper Rifle
Killers are not the kind of professions in TV or novels. They will get the target's information and banknotes from the buyer, and then carry out the task.Both parties in this behavior are spontaneous, and the two parties conduct transactions through an intermediary, without even needing to meet and know each other's information.From this point of view, most killers are similar to online part-time jobs, except for the bad nature of the work, there is nothing special about it.

There is some huge organization behind it?How is that possible?Killing is a spontaneous act, and there is not such a big market demand for buying murder. Except for the country, no one will be idle to cultivate a professionally trained violent team.

The only thing that is as rumored is that the income in this line of work is very high.

Duan Wei is a veteran in this field. In fact, she has been working as an assassin for almost six years.Thanks to this, she changed from an orphan who couldn't afford to eat to a long-term resident of a five-star hotel, with two luxury cars and a villa in the suburbs.Later, she went to college with her own financial resources.

On weekdays, she would attend various social occasions, and most of the people she met were either rich or expensive.To the outside world, she claimed that she was engaged in overseas trade to deceive others.In terms of life, she is no different from ordinary rich people.

Gradually, killing such things has changed from an initial impatience to a common occurrence. For her, this is her job.

Killing people is very risky. Most people in this industry have only two ways to die. One is to be caught by the police and then shot, and the other is to fail the assassination and be killed by the enemy.Duan Wei never dreamed that his death would be connected with a seemingly ordinary tenant next door.

In fact, she didn't take out the sniper rifle to kill people this night, she just used the telescope on the sniper rifle to look at the stars in the sky.

It sounds nonsensical, but it's true.This is the tallest building in Qingzhou, more than 200 meters above the ground, and no one will see what she does here, which is one of the reasons why Duan Wei chose this place as her residence.But somehow, a tenant came to the presidential suite next door, which had never been occupied, and happened to see this scene.

Of course, these are not important, what is important is that this tenant is a monster with extremely terrifying skills.

The force from the hand on the neck was getting stronger and stronger, Duan Wei was pinched so that his tongue stuck out, and just when she was about to die, the hand let go.She fell to the ground, coughing continuously.

Yang Yanti spread his hands and said, "Okay, I don't like killing people, who are you?"

Although the guy who looked about the same age as her said that she didn't like killing people, but just now, she smelled a terrifying killing intent from him.One thing she can be sure of is that this harmless guy in front of her has killed at least ten times as many people as herself.

However, at this moment, she dared not point it out.

"My name is Duan Wei. I took out the gun not to kill people, but to look at the stars."

Yang Yan smiled wryly. Whether she kills or not has nothing to do with him, and this woman doesn't need to lie to herself. This is simply a disaster.

But such a weird reason really made him a little speechless.

"Okay, Miss Star, if you promise not to mess with me again, I think you can go. But if someone jumps over from the balcony next door with a knife and a gun next time, I will definitely take her from such a height." The roof of the building was thrown down."

Duan Wei looked at Yang Yantai's ferocious expression, showing fear, and then limped out of the room.

In the next few days, Yang Yandi was familiar with that set of saber techniques as usual, and the days passed in peace.Gradually, he also discovered that what the woman named Duan Wei said was true.This woman has a strange hobby. She likes to look at the stars in the sky with the lens of a sniper rifle.

Yang Yanti looked at the gun barrel protruding from the balcony again, and sighed.

(End of this chapter)