[Comprehensive] Full-level boss pretending to be new

"Are you surprised?"

Komaeda asked where Ilmi was, "It's all like this and you haven't come out yet, is the current killer crouching in the corner?"

Yi Ermi retreated. He had already arrived at the home of the mission target. He had memorized all the terrain in his mind and shot with a clear angle. As for the retreat, that was the most important thing.

——The task target strength is wrong, he has to go back and make a new report to his family, and ask the client to increase the commission before continuing to work.

How much work is paid for how much money is paid? Yiermi has a very rigorous attitude towards work. In such a situation, he will not forcefully complete the work with the complaints of customers.

If you really put yourself in the task, no amount of money will help.

Maybe he didn't die, but if he was seriously injured, his father and the others would demand high compensation from the entrusting party, and then arrange more rigorous training for Yi Ermi after he recovered from his injury.

As for the compensation, I will not give Yier fans a single ring.

Who would do such a thankless job?What's more, in the killer market, they beat the enemy's customers, but it's a seller's market. There are so many people rushing to entrust, so there is no need to worry about no one coming to the door after an order goes wrong.

To sum up, Il fans decided to sneak away first.

What, you said that the task itself gave a high price that did not match the content of the entrustment, so you should step forward and kill the other party anyway.

Sorry, one yard is one yard, even if you give twenty times, it is only for your current entrustment content, if it does not match the facts, even if you are the president of the Hunter Association, we will not beat the enemy Hakka recognize.

"This is going away?"

Yi Ermi retreated to a safe place, but a hand came up from behind and gently clasped his shoulder.

"Isn't it impolite to not even say hello?"

Komaeda's voice was still smiling, the kid's escaping was so fast that he didn't react for a while.

This is the difference between adults and children. If Qiya is the one who takes over the mission, he will definitely rush forward and try to kill the mission target.

For a child like Qi Ya, money is important, but completing tasks is more important, so he will disregard his own life to some extent.

And this one in front of me...

Yi Ermi's voice didn't fluctuate, he dryly said hello and then said goodbye: "Can I go now?"

That being said, Yi Ermi himself knew that he would not be able to leave today. The strength of the opponent was far superior to him. Not only did he find him lurking aside early, but he was also able to block people on his evacuation route.

The worst part is that I can't move now.

Where did the big guy come from pretending to be cute, and even went to play on the 150th floor of the Sky Arena. Was his wallet stolen when he came out?

"Senior, I can lend you the travel expenses."

Yi Ermi, who felt that he got the point, said seriously: "I can also arrange a private jet to take you back."

"Oh? Lend me the travel expenses?"

Komaeda nodded with interest. The brain circuit of the elder son is different from that of the other two younger ones. I don't know how the other party's brain got on the toll.

But... Komaeda felt a very familiar style of painting.

"...you don't need to pay it back."

Komaeda, holding on to Ilmi, abruptly heard some hesitation from the emotionless words.

"But I don't want to go home right now."

Komaeda vetoed with a smile: "I'm missing someone to accompany me to dinner."

He seemed to be very friendly and pulled Yi Ermi into the house, and while walking, he introduced how luxurious the dishes are today, how high-end the taste is, and the descriptions are accurate and detailed. All a little curious.

Then he got a piece of dry bread.

"Sorry, I've finished eating what I just said."

Komaeda propped up his two hands, and pressed his chin up again, watching Ilmi eat the bread in mouthfuls.

No one spoke, and the two of them just sat like this, as if a century had passed.

"Ah, what kind of smell is this? It smells so good."

Qi Ya walked into the room, closed his eyes and began to sniff the fragrance in the air, his nose was twitching: "Second brother, come and smell what's there, my nose can't tell the difference."

"Just go in and it's over."

Miji opened the door carelessly, and of course approached the dining room. After seeing Komaeda and another acquaintance, he jumped out of the door with a whoosh.

"Big big..."

"Why are you so cute?"

Qi Ya looked at the restaurant curiously, and then started chatting with his second brother.

"Have you had dinner?"

Komaeda's question was very homely: "If you haven't eaten, I have left a snack for you, and you can eat it after heating it up."

"No no thank you for your kindness."

The voices of the two people's answers were completely synchronized, and their eyes inevitably fell on Yi Ermi. This elder brother who had no expression changes seemed to be covered with a layer of black mist.

Qi Ya winks at Mi Ji: Quickly ask what's going on.

Mi Ji stared back: If you have the ability, come here.

Qi Ya curled his lips: Anyway, I'm cowardly, I don't have the ability to talk to my elder brother.

Miji Haha: We are both in the same boat, so we should just shut up.

"Qi Ya, Mi Ji."

Yi Erfan remembered that the information he got said that the mission target had a son whose strength was comparable to the target.

But the other party didn't attach a photo. It is estimated that the father and the father are both players with more than 100 levels, so there is no value in mentioning it.

What if the beating enemy thinks that two people are going to be killed, and he is sitting on the ground and raising the price? It's not enough for him to put all the pension money into it.

The young master who beat up the enemy Hakka is very angry now, which is rare for him. The younger brother Qi Ya he likes, and the younger brother Mi Ji who he doesn't like so much, even join forces with outsiders to lie to him.

The two kittens stood beside them obediently and said hello, not daring to take a breath.

"You two..."

Before Yiermi finished speaking, Qi Ya interrupted him first: "Brother, things are not what you think."

"So, what kind?"

Mi Ji swallowed his saliva: "Qi Ya is definitely my father's child, and my mother never cheated on me."

Is it too late for me to beat Mi Chi / myself to death?

Once a person is insane, it is easy to say things that are beyond his head. Mi Ji felt that he was not far from death after he finished speaking. He looked at Yi Ermi with a self-destructive look: "Didn't you hear that Qi Ya is the son of Mr. Huige?" , so came here to kill him?"

"I just came here to accept the mission."

With regard to his brother's bizarre imagination, Yi Ermi felt that he had to deny it: "As for whose son Qi Ya is, of course I know better than you."

I was the one who guarded outside the bedroom back then, seeing my father take out the newly born Qi Ya with my own eyes, how could it be someone else's child.

Although……

He looked at Qi Ya and the mission target, and found that the two of them were indeed somewhat alike.

"It's just that I have decided to give up this task."

What Yiermi said made the eyes of the two younger brothers widen in surprise: "The information is wrong, and I want to file a claim with the entrusting party."

Qi Ya asked involuntarily.

"Then let father come and solve it."

Yi Ermi took it for granted: "Qi Ya, you should think about how to explain to your father that you hang out with strangers."

Don't make friends with people who are not strong enough.

This sentence was intercepted by Yiermi. The strength of the person sitting not far away has exceeded the range he can detect. If Qi Ya and such a person are friends... Forget it, there is nothing wrong with forgetting the year of.

"Mr. Gray is not a stranger, is he?"

Qi Ya looked at his brother in front of him, and said what he thought: "Don't you think his hair is very similar to mine and Dad's? It is probably similar to that of grandpa and grandpa when he was young."

"And Mr. Huige is also very good at using hidden weapons. Brother, you use nails, and he uses a kind of blade. Don't you think it's a coincidence?"

"So I think, even if I'm not his son—of course I can't be his son—but this person definitely has something to do with our beating the enemy Hakka."

Qi Ya made a decisive judgment: "It may be Dad's brother, probably the child left by Grandpa outside when he was young."

The kid talked more and more vigorously, and even arranged for Komaeda an identity background that could be written into a third-rate dog-blood novel. What grew up in a murder organization since childhood, and after hiding for many years, killed the organization leader and ran out. Without an identity, he could only work in the Sky Arena Play counterfeit games to make money.

"It was really hard work."

Qi Ya deeply felt the same way: "It's not easy to win, and it depends on your strength to lose. If the water is too obvious, no one will believe it. If you have to perform, you are indeed weaker than the opponent. It is really a test of acting skills."

Mi Ji scratched his trousers twice, the expression on his lowered face was somewhat distorted.

Who wants to listen to these useless things? Is this an experience exchange meeting for cracking down on match-fixing?Mr. Gray, what do you mean by nodding with emotion?

"Since everyone knows each other, let's sit down and talk."

After listening to a series of ups and downs and heart-stirring gangster novels, Komaeda couldn't help feeling that the children's imagination is rich: "I have some relationship with your father, but it's not the kind of blood relationship."

Oh my god, could it be the love debt left by my father when he was young?

Mi Ji, whose thinking was led by Qi Ya, couldn't help thinking of a Two-dimensional field that he dared not set foot in. As an otaku who loves soft girls, he still prefers to soar in the other half of the world.

"What are you thinking about?"

Komaeda looked amused, because his expression changed several times as he thought about it, and finally stayed on the one of being moved and somewhat uncomfortable.

"Nothing, nothing."

The only benefit of blind thinking is to relax the mind, and as soon as one relaxes, the stomach will start to growl, clutching his persistently screaming stomach in embarrassment, feeling that he has taken another step towards death.

"Go and warm yourself up."

Komaeda pointed to a few covered plates on the table: "By the way, I'll warm up one for you big brother."

The two children winked and stared, and finally went to the kitchen with the plates.

Yier fans heard the sound of starting a fire, the sound of dishes being put into the pot, and the two younger brothers discussing in a low voice.

"Who are you?"

There is no murderous intent, and the information read back tells Il fans that this is indeed an ordinary person, and his body has traces of training, but compared with professionals, it is completely indistinguishable.

It was because of this that he was full of a sense of disobedience. He couldn't believe that ordinary people could do this step anyway.

"My name is Huige, you just need to call them the same way as Qi Ya and the others."

Komaeda thought for a while: "As for the relationship, I'm probably friends with your father."

"But that was a long time ago."

The tone was full of nostalgia.