Hunter: I’m Really Not a Mind Remover

As the leading gangster in Laxiang City, Tolan, in terms of financial resources and influence...

Although not as good as any of the ten old men who controlled the Five Continents and Ten Districts, among the many gangster families, he could be regarded as a standout existence.

The huge wealth and the power deeply rooted in Laxiang City are all Tolan's capital.

But these capitals also brought him a lot of threats and troubles.

As far as he is concerned, there are many wastes who only know how to envy him, and there are also many enemies who want to bite his neck hard.

Therefore, Tolan's superficial skills are very good.

He will judge the situation and use various hobbies and common topics as the entry point to win the favor of people from all walks of life.

The scary thing is——

His hobbies, which often become common topics, are not just pretending.

He really immersed his mind in it, and he didn't hesitate to spend energy and time on it, just to make the road ahead smoother.

At the same time, in order to deal with the enemy's revenge, Tolan attaches great importance to security issues.

Needless to say, the special car used for travel has top-level bulletproof effect.

Before going out, the staff will also conduct a comprehensive inspection.

No matter where the car is parked, it must be guarded by men.

And the mansion he usually lives in is even more heavily guarded.

There is a first-class security system, guarded by gangster elites around the clock, and dozens of large hounds wandering around the courtyard.

When he invited Li Zi to dinner last time, Tolan sent hundreds of younger brothers to guard outside the restaurant, and four personal bodyguards stood beside him.

This shows how much Tolan attaches importance to security.

However--

These lines of defense built with money are nothing more than decorations to Yier fans who are proficient in assassination.

Even in broad daylight, he sneaked into the mansion like a ghost.

If he could complete the commission in the easiest way, he would naturally not be able to use a violent attack foolishly.

now.

Tolan, who had just finished his lunch, came to the study, picked a book from the shelf, and sat down to read it.

This is his habit.

Become a member of the gang, and then bloody.

He understands that most of the time, guns are more useful than knowledge in books.

But it does not prevent him from valuing knowledge.

rustle--

In the study room, there was only the sound of Tolan flipping through books.

And in this rustling sound, an almost inaudible footstep was mixed in it.

Ilmi quietly came behind Tolan.

The pitch-black eyeballs with only a little white, like the eyes of a god of death, stared at Tolan indifferently.

No ability is required to use.

Raise your palm and swipe across.

The action is crisp and neat.

Tolan's expression shook, and a line of blood appeared on his neck.

Before he knew what happened, his head rolled off his neck and landed on the floor with a thud.

The incision on his neck was unusually smooth, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

Apparently he couldn't be more dead.

After simply completing the commission, Yi Ermi took out his mobile phone expressionlessly and took a few photos of Tolan, who was dying.

After doing this, he left the mansion without anyone noticing.

The high reward can be called an assassination without difficulty.

This is a low-risk high-yield transaction.

Yier fans easily completed the last commission away from home.

There is no special feeling, let alone a sense of accomplishment.

Because of similar commissions, he has never failed, and he has completed countless times with excellence.

After leaving the mansion, he sent the photo to the employer and asked the employer to send the payment.

"It's over."

Putting away the phone, Yi Ermi tilted her head slightly and looked towards the streets of the city.

The work is over, and there is no rush to go back.

After a while.

The account notification sounded.

Yiermi took out his phone and looked at it again, finally showing a slightly satisfied expression.

at the same time.

In the mansion study.

Tolland's body was separated.

The body sits on the armchair while the head falls to the floor.

A lot of blood soaked the sofa and the ground, and the whole scene was very bloody.

But at this moment——

A black bubble rose from the pool of blood.

After the bubbles shattered, a dark sticky substance slowly appeared.

It knelt down and touched Tolland's head.

All of a sudden—

Dazzling thunder flashed.

The blood splashed around disappeared, and there was a charred mark where the corpse was separated from the sofa and the ground.

And Tolan, who had just died, was standing beside the sofa intact.

In his consciousness, there was no such thing as "killing by Ilmi" at all.

He walked to the bookshelf, took out a book, sat on the sofa, and flipped through it as usual.

The cover of that book is the tone of the dark style.

The word "Swamp Man" is written on it.

…………

Time passed and night fell.

Yi Ermi came to Laxiang City Airport and bought a ticket to go home.

Then I found a seat in the reception area and sat down, waiting for the boarding time to arrive.

Ten minutes passed...

Yi Ermi's cell phone suddenly rang.

He took out the mobile phone he usually used for business and connected it.

"Is this the kind of business that the famous beating enemies do?"

A male voice suppressing anger came from the phone.

Yi Ermi looked indifferent, and said coldly: "Don't play charades, just speak directly."

"The photo you sent is fake!"

The tone of the male voice is like a volcano before it erupts:

"Tolan is not dead at all, and I have transferred all the rewards to your account. That is all my property. Now I want to hear your explanation."

"I'm sure the target is dead."

Yi Ermi's expression remained indifferent.

He was not interested in exploring the motive of the employer for making this call, so he was about to hang up.

"Confirmed dead? That's the funniest joke I've heard this year."

The man on the other end of the phone said viciously:

"The killer who beat the enemy's Hakka, I will send you the photo and address I just took just now. You can confirm whether Tolan is dead or not."

"..."

Hearing what the employer said, Yier fans did not hang up the phone after all.

Instead, the employer hung up the phone directly after finishing speaking.

The Yier fan held his mobile phone in front of his eyes, and saw a few photos sent by his employer and the name and address of a restaurant.

In the photo, Tolan can be clearly seen standing in front of the gate of a restaurant, making an invitation gesture to the two guests with enthusiasm on his face.

As for the two guests who were obviously invited, one was a young man with outstanding looks, and the other was a woman with dark circles under her eyes.

"Um?"

Il fans found that the boy in the photo was the "general minder" he met in the middle of the night.

But this kind of thing is not important.

he was just thinking about...

Is the assassination target really alive?

Does that mean he missed it?

The first fumble in your career?

And in this case, he demanded remuneration from his employer.

Funny, embarrassing.

These emotions that should have appeared at this time basically have nothing to do with Yier fans.

I just feel that the reputation of the family has been damaged by me, so I am very unhappy.

"..."

The eyes of Yier fans became even more terrifying, exuding a cruel and tyrannical aura.

The passengers in the reception area of ​​the airport seemed to have seen something horrible, and they all stayed away from the Il fans.