Loveless Cheng Huan in Another World

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Some things in life are like sneezing. Although you have a hunch, you are always caught off guard.

The killer Jin gently blew on the still smoking muzzle, and looked down at the man in a suit and leather shoes lying on the carpet with a blank expression—thick and beautiful blood flowed from between his eyebrows, staining the gray wool under his feet red. carpet.

Mission accomplished.But there is always some inexplicable premonition in my heart, as if I can't let it go.

Jin leaves the presidential suite.

Still keeping his head down, he dodged the crowds that kept entering the hotel.

On a quiet night, the hotel with the lights off was covered with a layer of frost by the moonlight outside the window.

Lars Hotel.

The lights are brilliant, and the famous cars placed neatly outside the door look like world-class exhibitions, which are naturally luxurious.

Turning to a dark corner, Jin stood still.Because behind him, someone had already pushed the gun up, and the hard muzzle of the gun hit his spine forcefully and deliberately.

"Young Master Jin," the ambiguous voice is mixed with excessive intimacy, "Young Master Jin" is the nickname given to him by Jin's fellow assassins, "It's a pleasant cooperation."

Killer Jin turned around abruptly, and a hoarse gunshot sounded.

It wasn't Jin who was shot.

He held onto the man's waist, bit by bit, causing him to lie down on the ground in a daze, covered in blood.Jin shot, ruthlessly and accurately.

"Jin, I admit, I'm not as quick as you this time." The man gasped for breath, looking at Jin's delicate and handsome face in front of him.

The slightly cool mist made Jin spit out a little bit of water vapor when he spoke, "I still have a name, I'm Nuannuan. This is my baby name."

"Warm." The man struggled to part his lips to smile, but found that his whole body was already chilling.

"Why did you kill me?" Jin took the time to help the man tidy up the messy skirt.

"Haha!" The man began to swallow the air, "Kill you, I will be the organization's number one killer, and I will get a higher reward for every action."

"Heh..." Jin smiled slightly, his squinted eyes were curved like the moon, and the earring on his left ear was illuminated by the street lamp, glowing a faint ice blue, as crystal clear as the tears of the sea. "It's such a vulgar reason." The voice was like water mist, so light and soft.

"For another reason, maybe I can still think highly of you." Jin stood up, looked at the unresponsive man at his feet, frowned involuntarily, and thought: higher salary?I really don't understand.

Killing for money?or for what?And what is it for myself?

I just remember that my eldest brother told me when I was five years old that my baby name was 'Wen Nuan', and since then, it has been changed to 'Jin'.

Yes, I have lived in a cold and cruel world since I was a child, and even my blood is frozen, so how can I bear the warmth?

'Bang—'The bullet pierced the darkness and shot through the warm and thin chest from a distance.

'boom--'

'boom--'

The shooter seemed uneasy, and fired a few more shots until the boy completely collapsed and did not move.

On the cold stone and the green moss, warm blood flows.Bright red is silent.

The dark and curled eyelashes could no longer close the eyes full of youthful innocence and confusion, the magnificence made people linger and suffocate.