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The driver bent down, stared at his big eyes, looked at Ivan and then at Jessica, and then nodded quickly to himself.

"You take us there without a map," Jessica said.

Jessica felt that even if the driver was instructed by Bullseye, he was a sinner, and it was not too much to ask for a way.

"Well, can you go by yourself? I dare not..."

The driver shivered and showed a look of fear, which made people feel a little exaggerated.

"Coward! You almost smashed us! Don't you even want to lead the way?" Jessica said angrily.

"This..." The driver rolled his eyes, "I'm just an ordinary person, but the two of you..."

Ivan said: "It's okay to not bring it, and there is no need to draw the map. You can go, nothing happened."

"Ah? Why?" the driver asked, staring.

"No reason."

"If you don't go, he will trouble you again!" the driver said quickly.

"Let's lead the way... only this option." Ivan shrugged.

...

The weather is sunny and sunny, which is rare in autumn.

Bullseye also came out of his makeshift hut on the street.

"This rain really comes and goes quickly."

He was wearing a dark blue battle uniform and blue hood, looking at the cloudless blue sky, his voice was a little hoarse.

"DiDi", the contactor hanging on his waist rang, he took it out and answered.

"How's the block over there?" A strong male voice came from the liaison.

"Half," answered Bullseye.

"Be thorough in doing things, and don't let Jin and down."

"If I take the money, I will succeed," said Bullseye.

"Half of the money has been credited to your account, and the other half, when I can't see anyone in the dozen or so streets of Queen Bartley who dares to call themselves the Maja gang." The thick male voice said.

"Don't worry, as a professional killer, I also need to make a name for myself."

"You don't need fame, you'll keep giving gold and doing things."

"Oh... just wait for the news, it won't take long."

After saying this, Bullseye hung up the contactor directly.

Essentially he doesn't want to be anyone's lackey, he sees himself as a hired killer and wants to make it his career.

But this damn man named Jin Bing used a lot of money to firmly control him and used him as a gang member.

This made him feel no freedom. He decided to wait for the job to be finished. As long as the gold did not pay ten times the price, he would change the service, even if the others gave less.

"I will never be a slave."

Bullseye squeezed the contact so hard that it clicked.

"Bullseye?"

At the corner of the street, Ivan, Jessica, and the driver stood there, and Ivan waved to Bullseye.

The driver was obviously a little scared, shaking and unable to stand up straight.

"Who are you?" Bullseye froze for a moment, then asked.

"Do you know him?" Ivan pointed to the driver and asked.

The driver was hiding, always standing behind Jessica, Jessica frowned, pulled the driver in front of her, and then pushed gently.

A staggering, the driver took five or six steps straight forward to stand up, and he finally stood in a conspicuous place.

Bullseye looked at the driver, the driver's eyes widened, and he said to Bullseye as he stepped back: "Head, I didn't kill them both because I didn't want this at all! Please let me go..."

"Who's the head? Are you calling me?" Bullseye stared at the driver.

"Yeah, you, don't you recognize me?"

"What do you mean? I never knew you." Bullseye said.

Now Ivan can confirm that Bullseye has nothing to do with this driver, and the driver tried his best to veto it before Gerry had nothing to do with it...

Almost certainly from the Maja gang.

"He said you sent him to hit us with a truck. Now is the time for confrontation," Ivan said.

"Oh?" Bullseye asked hoarsely. "Why?"

His eyes were fixed on the driver, and he was shivering coldly, and then he walked towards the driver step by step.

"Because... it was indeed you who made me..."

With a 'whoosh', a flying knife slashed against the driver's side face, tearing a bloody slit.

That's Bullseye's flying knife.

Ivan noticed that Bullseye also had five flying knives on his waist.

The flying knife that was shot finally smashed into the psionic barrier one meter away in front of Jessica and broke, and the hilt and blade fell to the ground separately.

Jessica opened her eyes slightly, she didn't understand what was going on a second ago, and then saw Ivan standing beside...

'Where...very reliable...'

The driver's eyes widened, his mouth grinned open, his lips trembling, obviously terrified.

"If you lie again, you won't be sidetracked." Bullseye said to the driver in a cold voice.

The driver turned slightly, showing weak eyes and begging Ivan and Jessica to help him deal with Bullseye...

"Well, didn't the boss say that this boy is a righteous boy who is particularly nosy? Why didn't he help me... Does he want to watch me get killed? Why didn't he do it!" He was so eager in his heart .

But Ivan has no intention of helping him at all, and Jessica is also watching suspiciously...

Finally, he realized that these fourteen-year-old children were not so useful, and if this continued, he would be finished...

"I don't know you! Someone told me to do this, please... don't hurt me!"

The driver looked eagerly at Bullseye.

Bullseye approached him and grabbed his tie.

"So, who is it?" Bullseye asked.

"yes!"

The driver screamed before he could say anything, then fell down trembling, foaming from his mouth and trembling.

The screams were terrifying and disturbing.

It's not like scaring...

"What's wrong with him?" Jessica looked a little helpless.

She was puzzled, how could a good person suddenly fall down?

Bullseye squatted down, pulled the driver's mouth and looked into the inside of the mouth, which was completely rotten, and the tongue was gone.

"Dead, the teeth were manipulated, and the poison inside was released." Bullseye said, "The people behind him are afraid that he will tell the truth."

Bullseye first patted the driver's body, then dug into his ear with his index finger, and finally pulled out a small black round block covered with small holes.

"It's the monitor," said Bullseye.

"Oh..." Jessica was a little stunned.

At this moment, without the driver's obstruction, Bullseye saw that the flying knife he had shot earlier had split into two parts and lay on the ground in front of Jessica.

"Girl, you have great skills." Bullseye said lightly.

Jessica didn't answer, just stared at the driver's body in a daze.

"Are you students nearby? How did you get involved in this? Because of your ability to be used?" Bullseye asked.

Ivan noticed that Jessica's face was a little pale, obviously not feeling well, so she said warmly: "Jessica, let's go..."

"Um..."

The two are about to leave, completely ignoring the bullseye...

"You two!" Bullseye shouted. "Those from Townsend Harris High School?"

Ivan stopped: "What's wrong?"

"Okay, this is my business card."

With a 'whoosh', a hard card flew towards Ivan at medium speed.

As soon as he raised his hand, Ivan caught it.

It is indeed a business card, with Bullseye's self-introduction and contact information on it.

"Show this to your principal. If you don't have bodyguards, your school will be safe to hire me, but I'll have to wait until I finish this job."

"Oh." Ivan responded.

"Also, don't wander around the neighborhoods recently, there will be a firefight, if it is affected, don't blame me for not reminding you, kid!"

Bullseye said in a hoarse voice.