You Are My Gravity

Gu Zhige's voice was calm and calm, as if he were an old friend, knocking on the door to visit.

But the assassin in the house felt extra arrogant.

The people he wanted to kill were delivered directly to the door.

If this was the case before, when he killed someone, the target hit the gun, and the killer was too happy.

but……

This time is different, the person outside is Gu Zhige.

The hand of the killer holding the gun was trembling, and in just a few seconds, a sticky cold sweat appeared on his palm.

He swallowed his saliva nervously, he was afraid...

How high was Gu Zhige's status in their organization? Who didn't know, how good he was? Who didn't know?

Who has never heard of Gu Zhige's great achievements in those days?

Almost all killers who roll at the bottom are targeting Gu Zhige. The ultimate goal in everyone's mind is to kill Gu Zhige, replace him, and become the most powerful killer in the organization.

Therefore, when the high level of the organization issued this mission, all the killers came.

This can be regarded as a kind of "pilgrimage" in their killer world. No one is eager to kill the once king of killers. Everyone wants to be the most powerful one.

Before coming, probably everyone was full of pride and thought that they could complete the task.

However, when Gu Zhige really wanted to face him face-to-face, he persuaded him, he was scared.

The calmness of Gu Zhige outside the door was in sharp contrast to the tension of the killer inside.

Gu Zhige knocked on the door again: "Didn't you want to kill me? I'm here to give you the head off, won't you open the door and check it?"

Having said this, Gu Zhige took out a pair of medical gloves from his pocket.

This is the gloves they wear during the operation.

Gu Zhige put on his gloves as if preparing to undergo surgery.

In the gloomy corridor, there was only a light at the top of the stairs, and there was something wrong with it, flashing and extinguishing, and Gu Zhige's figure was also looming in the dim light.

There was still no sound in the room, and the corners of Gu Zhige's lips raised slightly, "After I left, are all the killers in the organization like you incompetent? Not even a mouse, not a word!"

Gu Zhige put on his gloves and glanced down at the keyhole of the door.

The doors of this small hotel are not strong, every room is remodeled, the partition in the middle, and this door. For Gu Zhige, it was just like paper, but it was nothing.

He kicked over and kicked the door open.

However, Gu Zhige still couldn't kick, after all, he didn't want to disturb anyone. In this small hotel, the killer was not alone.

Gu Zhige took out a prepared iron wire from his pocket and prepared to open the door manually.

Gu Zhige's words made the killer in the house clenched his fists in anger.

However, he still did not dare to open the door rashly.

This is about his own wealth and life. He knew that Gu Zhige didn't break the door forcibly because he was worried about people around him and didn't want to disturb others, otherwise this door would be of any use to him.

The killer also knew that Gu Zhige's words just now deliberately angered him, and wanted him to open the door to fight.

However, there is a huge disparity in strength. How dare he go head-to-head with Gu Zhige? It's not that he doesn't know the difference between the two, he doesn't want to die.

This wave of killers has already failed two or three calls, and he himself has missed once.

He had never expected Gu Zhige to catch up with the door now.