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"A pack of cigarettes, a lighter, and a bottle of Coke."

Walking into the convenience store, Griffin Jones knocked on the glass counter where many cigarettes were displayed.

This is a chain of small supermarkets in front of his house, it can be seen everywhere, nothing surprising.

But stepping here made him very happy. After all, being here was equivalent to being home soon. This was the feeling of home, the feeling of freedom.

"How much does the lighter cost? What brand of cigarettes do you want?"

Hearing the sound of his knuckles hitting the glass, the middle-aged boss, who was staring at a small TV set on the side shelf boredly, realized that there was a guest coming, and asked impatiently and absent-mindedly.

"what!"

"Say it or not! You say it or not!"

"Don't say it, kill me, there are thousands of me!"

"Hehe, are you being stubborn? You can't help yourself. You just got a batch of high-end gadgets from Lao Mi..."

The sound of the TV was turned up quite loudly, and screams and scolding came from the speakers.

Griffin Jones couldn't help being distracted by the sound, and took a closer look. It seemed that a spy war TV series was playing on the TV, and it happened to be an interrogation session at this moment.

"The more you shoot these bastards, the more fake they become. They are completely disgusting and insulting to the martyrs."

Griffin Jones is a resident of the neighborhood and occasionally comes here to buy things, so the boss is not surprised or unfamiliar with his foreign appearance.

Seeing that Griffin Jones focused on the TV series and didn't answer for a long time, he also had the urge to 'exchange' his feelings about watching the movie, muttering and curling his lips.

Griffin Jones came back to his senses. As a foreigner, he naturally didn't feel much about the boss's words. He just said, "Just bring me a pack of your most expensive cigarettes."

"Okay, Hetianxia, ​​small business, that's all. The Coke is in the refrigerator outside, take it yourself."

Hearing this, the boss casually took out a pack of cigarettes worth about 100 yuan and threw them on the glass counter, and then started looking for the lighter that Griffin Jones asked for.

Paying the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other, Griffin Jones, who had nothing to talk about, went straight out of the convenience store with his things.

"what!"

"Say it or not! You say it or not!"

"Don't say it, kill me, there are thousands of me!"

"Hehe, are you being stubborn? You can't help yourself. You just got a batch of high-end gadgets from Lao Mi..."

On the TV, familiar lines echoed again.

"Damn, I'm almost sick of seeing it..."

The convenience store owner grumbled and complained.

"Boss, what did my friend buy just now? Did you remember to buy a fruit knife?"

Just as the owner of the convenience store was bored and turned his attention back to the TV, another person came to the counter in a daze, and he was startled because he was dazed.

He has dark skin, and his face is a bit face-blind because he is a foreigner, but he looks inexplicably menacing, and speaks a bit broken Mandarin.

"Fruit knife? No, I just bought cigarettes, drinks, and a lighter."

Hearing what the black man said, the convenience store owner heaved a sigh of relief and replied casually.

"Okay, thank you. It seems that my friend forgot. Do you have a fruit knife here? Please get me one."

The black man nodded slightly, he did not show the fierce look that had just appeared in a trance, but spoke very politely.

"Yes, twenty."

The boss got up, walked to the bottom of the shelf not far away, and brought a stainless steel fruit knife.

"thank you very much."

The waiting black man looked back from the TV to the boss, handed over the money to get the knife, and pushed the door out.

"Ouch~"

"Haha, you were shocked and told you to lie. The polygraph my mother bought for me is accurate."

"Don't play anymore, don't play anymore, it's not allowed at all, it's just to fool the children."

At the gate of the community, a few boys squatted on the ground and had fun. They were innocent and mischievous, just as the years were quiet and beautiful, but there were also hidden waves of treachery.

...

As the saying goes, Griffin Jones, who has a guilty conscience and is well aware of his crimes, went to the police station. These days, he is frightened and frightened. Dozed off.

When the water temperature was getting colder, he had no choice but to pull himself together, put on a bath towel and walk back to the bedroom.

However, as soon as he lay down on the bed, an inexplicable sense of dread suddenly came to his heart.

Something is wrong!

Something is wrong!

The feeling of trepidation in my heart was inexplicable, but it was followed by real heart palpitations.

The house was empty, only he lived alone.

But at this moment, he had a vague premonition of being watched.

It's like... there are other people in this room!

"Boy, you made me miserable."

The sudden gloomy words confirmed his premonition, and he spoke the English he was most familiar with.

"you you……"

At this moment, Griffin Jones' brain has turned blank in extreme fright. He opened his mouth and instinctively looked towards a dark corner of the room.

I saw a figure covered in black gradually stepping into the light from the darkness, and the superiority of his skin color even made him seem to be escaping from the shadows.

Hogwarts!

If it was Xia Xu or Yang Bowen, he would definitely be able to recognize it at this moment. This is the black killer who assassinated the developer of the super brain potion before.

"Where is the thing?"

Hogwarner rushed out quickly, grabbed Griffin Jones' neck with one hand, and pressed the fruit knife to his throat with the other hand, his voice full of unconcealable anger.

Because of his own little habit of taking some souvenirs after work, he suffered a big loss this time.

Who would have thought that what was taken away was exactly what the employer wanted most?

In other words, who would have thought that the employer who hired the killer and the forces behind it would be so terrifying?

Because of this incident, he was chased and bitten by the mad dogs of the Carroll Medical Laboratory for several months, and he narrowly escaped death countless times.

As one of the top killers in the industry, he naturally has his own arrogance and reliance, but the experience of these few months has completely broken his three views of this veteran killer.

Those lunatics at Carroll's medical lab! God knows what he has been through these days! If he hadn't been a top killer who was extremely proficient in assassination, infiltration and tracking, he would have died hundreds of times these days.

In the final analysis, the culprit of everything is this damn bastard.

Originally, he had already negotiated and agreed with the employer on the delivery location. Not only would he not be troubled, but he would also get a huge sum of money. All of this should not have happened to him.

It's because of this bastard in front of me who took things at the delivery place that these days are such a nightmare experience.

He begged his grandpa to sue his grandma, he did not know how many connections he had to rely on to earn his trust, and won this opportunity to get rid of the suspicion.

He had to get the things back, and he never wanted to live that kind of lingering life.