[Lord My Ying] The hero is Hong Jiaodong

'—There is no one else like you in this world. '

Xiongying is now a full-time student.

I thought about whether I should take some time to try to find Sonic, but in the end I gave up.

Sonic doesn't have any fixed contact information. Because of work, he always changes his mobile phone frequently, and accepting tasks depends entirely on his mood.

That is, unless he takes the initiative to come to you, otherwise you will die and you will not be able to find this guy.

Saitama thinks there must be a reason why Sonic joined the enemy alliance, and I think so too.

Ever since I got to know Sonic, I have gradually discovered that he disdains to form a group with other people, just like Saitama defeated him back then, Sonic also challenged Saitama alone after so many years of hard work.

And the most important thing is... the courses these days are all basic hero courses, even if I want to ask for leave, Aizawa Shouta will not agree at all!

"Koizumi, tell us about your past!"

"Yes, I remember that Yano had the highest score in the exam, and even those who pretended to be victims said you were very experienced."

At the dining table, I stared at Yuchazi and Chang An suspiciously for a moment: "Yes, yes..." I still hesitated: "But it's not an experience that can be used for reference."

During those days in the lab, all I learned was how to use weapons to kill people.

How to use the fastest way in the shortest time, how to grip the knife.Where is the deadly position of the human body.

I had a lot of tasks. I stabbed a child with a knife and killed an old man with a wooden warehouse.Of course, it is impossible for me to say these things, not even to Hong Jiaodong.

When I regained my senses, the other people around me looked at me with a curious look on their faces.

"So, I'm also very interested in Yano's past."

"What do mercenary missions look like?"

"Are there any other mercenaries besides you?"

"Is it true that every mercenary is like in the movie, killing people with one blow?"

I looked at Shangming Electric calmly: "What you are talking about is assassination."

"Huh?" Shangming's eyes widened unexpectedly: "Is there a difference?"

"Of course." I thought for a while, and explained to him with another theory: "You will never know the name of the assassin."

Assassination requires shadow to hide, seize the opportunity, and kill with one blow.

Some people don't know how they died until they die.

But maybe because I was thinking about Sonic, I looked at the friends who came to listen to the story, and whispered about the time when I met Sonic.

"At that time, I just received my first mission..."

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After three years in an airtight basement, I came out for the first time.

Even if a bomb was planted in my heart, it couldn't stop my excitement.At that moment, I clearly realized that I was very close to freedom, but also very far away.

I have received a mission to assassinate a rich man.

I don't remember the rich man's name, but I only know that he is engaged in human trafficking in private.

Someone reported him, but the rich man had a lot of money, so there was no result in the end. Instead, he spent a sum of money to hire dozens of bodyguards for himself.

So the client spent money to hire me, a new mercenary, to assassinate the rich man. Of course, the client also hired a killer.

The killer is Sonic.

According to the place designated by the client, I found a dilapidated hut. I carefully looked around and went in after making sure that there was no ambush or stalking.

The house is very dilapidated, the walls and roof are leaking, and there are one or two pieces of furniture displayed inside, which are covered with dust.

On the table were two safes, and a letter.

I approached, picked up the envelope on the table and glanced at it.It was a letter left by the client. Before I could open it, a strange man's voice came from behind.

"You are Camus?"

"!"

I quickly pulled out the dagger at the back of my waist, and when I turned around, I was sweating coldly on my back: "Who are you?"

The person behind him looks quite young, wearing purple and black striped clothes, and wearing a purple scarf in summer.

He seemed to have arrived a long time ago, leaning against the door, looking at me with folded arms: "I am Sonic Sonic, and I am your partner for this mission. You are one minute and 16 seconds late."

"..."

"It's too slow."

Although he said strange things, since it was a partnership, I quietly accepted the sword.

The rich man's itinerary for the past few days was left in the client's envelope.

Holding the letter, I hesitated and asked my partner, "What are we going to do now?"

Sonic looked at me suspiciously, his gray-blue eyes were so pretty in the sunlight: "You little brat... you must be a newcomer, right?"

"Yes, what's the problem?" I looked at him calmly, this is indeed my first task.

The boy was much taller than me. He lowered his head and stared at me without knowing what he was thinking.I just saw him frown for a while, then let go.

"Forget it, you follow me and don't cause me any trouble." Sonic said so, stood up, and muttered softly: "This kind of small role is enough for me alone."

"..."

He had already walked out of the dilapidated house, stood outside, bathed in sunlight: "Why are you standing there stupidly? I followed. Remember to carry the safe."

I obediently picked up the suitcase and ran towards him.

Sonic walked in front, looking back at me from time to time: "How old are you, Camus?"

"Can not remember."

Because of many cell fusion experiments, I can't remember the past.Even if he asks this question, I can only give a vague answer: "It should be nine years old, right?"

"Nine years old..." He stared straight ahead, his tone softened a lot, and said in a tone of reminiscence: "I also started at about this age."

I looked up at him.

"I come from the village of ninjas, and I am the only ninja who survived."

For some reason, when Sonic said this, the expression on his face became more complicated.

As if reminiscing about something interesting, those gray-blue eyes were brighter than before.I smelled a faint hostility from him.

"That's it." I tried hard to talk to him, but I haven't communicated with him personally for a long time, and I was still very blunt in communication: "You are amazing."

"That's a natural thing."

His tone was calm and determined.He didn't even look at me, his eyes glowed with astonishment.

"I am the strongest ninja."

Afterwards, I paid special attention to Sonic's name. He is a killer who showed his strength at the beginning of this year.

but me.

Diligently under his name, gradually approaching.

"Is this guy's bodyguard good?" I stared at the fat rich man in the photo and asked seriously.

Sonic snorted: "It's just hugging to keep warm."

Meaning it's not great.

No matter how powerful a killer is, he can't kill in public. I still know this kind of common sense.

I looked at him.

"How do I get close to him?"

"..." I racked my brains and came up with a solution: "Do you want to try human trafficking and hand me over?"

Sonic thought about it seriously: "How is your drug resistance?"

"It should be fine." There is a weirdo gene in my body, and ordinary drugs don't do much harm to me: "It's just an ordinary drug that doesn't work for me."

"Okay, let's change your clothes first."

"?"

Sonic carried me, found a clothing store and threw me to the waiter inside, indifferently: "Find her a set of clothes that she can see."

In the end, I wore a small blue and white dress and was sent to Sonic by the waiter.

"Why buy clothes?"

"You don't know how to use your own brain?" Sonic paid the bill at the front desk politely: "Even if I want to smuggle and sell, I will smuggle and sell high-quality goods."

I lifted the hem of my skirt expressionlessly: "Is this the top class?"

He gulped and slapped my hand away.

The hem of the skirt fell, and the silky fabric rubbed against my skin, a little itchy.

"Barely, the packaging is still acceptable."

After I touched my waist, there used to be a special place for short knives, but now I can only touch a tied bow.

"what happened?"

"What about my knife?" I frowned, "There's nowhere to put it."

Although I can also fight with bare hands, if the strength is too great, the body of ordinary people can't bear it, and it may cause a very bloody scene.

"That's right." Sonic said indifferently: "Then don't take it, I will follow all the way, as long as that guy appears, I will shoot."

He said it so firmly that people subconsciously feel that they can be trusted.

I sat on a bench, holding the doll and waiting for Sonic to come back.He went around to look for informants. Many people noticed me on the road, stopped from time to time, and then left.

After a while, a girl in school uniform came over and smiled at me softly, "little sister, why are you here alone?"

I don't know which school she is from, but I just think that school uniform is pretty. I strangled the doll's neck and said dryly, "I'm waiting for someone."

It's a hot day.

Others were wearing thin clothes, but I was wearing a slightly heavy skirt.

The girl seemed to want to say something, but I passed her and looked into the distance: "The person I was waiting for, he is here."

She seemed to think I was a lost child, seeing that I knew Sonic, stuffed me with a candy and left.

"Who?" Sonic turned to me.

"It should be a good man." I peeled off the tin foil and threw the candy into my mouth: "...so sweet."

It's not that I haven't eaten candy.

There are always many children in the laboratory. After the painful experiment, the adults will give some candies to the younger children.

I've had it too, but not as sweet.

"Hey." Sonic frowned, staring at my face seriously: "Why are you crying?"

"……do not know."

I wiped my face, rubbed the wet liquid with my fingertips, and then changed the subject: "How did you find out?"

"See you tonight."

"How long will I have to wear this dress?"

"Until you see the task object."

"..."

Looking back now, it’s unbelievable that I compromised this statement and wore that cumbersome big skirt until the evening.

Sonic told the informant that he had a high-quality product and wanted to sell it for a lot of money.The other party contacted Rich, and Rich made an appointment to inspect the goods tonight.

Everything became logical.

Sonic was behind me, pressing my shoulder and recommending me to the rich man.

Around, there were at least a dozen bodyguards protecting this man.

"The goods are really unusual, but..." The rich man rubbed his chin, then changed his voice: "It's not worth that much money."

"Oh?"

Sonic's voice is quite pleasant, especially when he lowers his voice and speaks seriously, the end of his voice has a bit of upturned charm.

He pinches my chin from behind.

I obediently raised my head, and he was still playing with my face.

"Miss me, maybe you will never meet such a thing again."

"..."

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see the rich man's face turning black. He raised his hand, and a bodyguard behind him took out a suitcase.

Sonic didn't move: "Open it and let me see first."

"Open."

The bodyguard dragged the ground with one hand, and opened the suitcase with the other to reveal the brand new banknotes inside.

... really rich.

"Yes." Sonic said briskly, and even waved to the bodyguard: "You, yes, it's you. Come here and give me the box."

When the man approached, the hand that had been holding my shoulder let go.

Sonic grinned.

I looked up and looked at him.

"Thank you..." He took the bodyguard's box, his narrowed eyes slightly opened, revealing the fierce luster inside: "Please die too."

Blood spattered from the trap and onto my face.

I freed the hand holding the doll and wiped my feet: "You dirty me."

"I'm sorry." Sonic took out the knife on the man's chest for a cat, and his tone remained unchanged: "I can only blame him for standing too far forward."

People around became restless.

Under the protection of four or five bodyguards, the rich man ran to his car in a panic.

"Kamu, I'll leave all the miscellaneous soldiers to you."

"Oh."

I tore open the back of the doll with my bare hands, and took out two short knives from inside.In less than two seconds, Sonic's figure disappeared in front of my eyes.

How fast!

I've never seen anything this fast in a lab.As I was thinking, I kicked the man's knee with my leather shoes.

Apart from my super self-healing ability, my advantage is probably that I have enough strength, right?

Thinking of this, I cut the man's neck with a knife.

The red liquid kept gushing/depositing/coming out, drenching me from head to toe.

Sonic grabbed the rich man by the back of his head and dragged him over.

The man has already died.

There was blood left by him all the way.

"The skirt that is rare to buy is dirty and can't be worn anymore." I stood on the blood-stained path, among the piles of corpses, and raised the horns sullenly.

The beautiful little foreign dress had long been soaked in red, and it was still wet and dripping with blood.

Sonic casually dropped the rich man's body and wiped his hands with a handkerchief.Hearing my voice, he turned his head and looked over: "Are you short of money?"

"Huh?" I didn't understand what he meant and looked at him suspiciously.

"Can't you even afford clothes?" He didn't know what he was imagining, and looked at me with complicated eyes: "Come on, I'll take you shopping."

Where did you get the money to go shopping?

Sonic looked at the suitcase in the distance.