100 Ways to Get the Male God

Chapter 294: The Killer and the Dumb (2)

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The foreman read the note, but didn't say much, and let her go back.

Yu Chu went to the locker room to change out of his uniform and put on his usual clothes before he sighed.

- The original owner is a little dumb.

It was an acquired accident, but for Yu Chu, it was actually a bit difficult to adapt.

The original owner had a hard time.

After changing her clothes, she opened the door and went out.

When some waitresses saw her, they just greeted her and went about their business.

Chen Chuchu had no choice but to sell wine in order to support her studies. This kind of good girl, even if she works in a nightclub, is not the same as them.

Yu Chu walked out of the nightclub in silence, and left along the somewhat noisy street, while slowly sorting out the memory of the original owner.

Being defiled is a fate that must be helped the original owner get rid of. Besides, there is also the death of the original owner...

The original owner and this plane's heroine Zhong Li look somewhat similar. This was a pure coincidence, but it became the direct cause of the original owner's death.

Because the heroine is cool and flamboyant, and has many enemies, I met the original owner once, and I fell in love with her similar appearance, and took her as a hole card.

A certain time when the heroine was kidnapped, her subordinates were quick to use their wits and cleverly used the original owner to top the tank.

The kidnappers are not sure which is the real one, so they can only choose one to take back.

The hostess is so smart, she deliberately winked to her subordinates to suggest that she chose the original owner, so the kidnappers thought that the original owner was the real Zhong Li... the result can be imagined.

The cannon fodder of the original owner is too innocent.

Yu Chu was only responsible for fulfilling the original owner's wish.

As long as the heroine doesn't come to disturb her from fulfilling the original owner's wish, she can let the heroine go and ignore her.

But if you insist on disturbing her life, then there is no way to keep it.

She was wrapped in clothes, and the little girl's fair face was tucked into the collar, making her very cute.

She sneezed and rubbed her little nose.

The wind at night is a bit cool.

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The top of the building.

The glass building is inserted into the ground like a huge dagger, brightly lit, and the glass surface reflects light, adding a touch of brilliance and mystery to the night.

The sound of the wind on the top floor blew past my ears, and the lights of the whole city crawled under my feet, as if holding a scepter in my hand, sitting on a throne, overlooking all living beings.

The pitch-black gun barrel stood indifferently on the railing, and the pure black gun body showed a bit of coldness, calmly standing in the same dark night.

The young man lowered his eyes quietly.

His eyes are not pure black, but a light gray, appearing calm.

He raised his long legs, and stepped on the black boots casually on the railing, pulling them into a beautiful and seductive arc. He had a pair of slender white hands with beautiful finger bones, and every line was perfect. He changed the clips indifferently, and quietly He loaded it, and raised his light-colored eyes.

The heartbeat seemed unusually calm, steady, one by one, forming a certain rhythm.

The mood was relaxed and calm, and the pair of beautiful pupils were calm and calm. He lowered his eyes and put on black gloves, with a calm expression, and then raised them slightly.

Perfect hands, pulling the trigger without a wave.

A few hundred meters away, the target appeared.

Quietly counting heartbeats, waiting.

The beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and the slender fingers under the black gloves tightened and pulled the trigger.

at some point.

After passing through the silencer, the bullet ejected from the chamber with almost no sound. The target on the bustling street fell to the ground, and the surroundings were screaming and chaotic.

Mu Ye took off his gloves again, picked up the gun with white fingers indifferently, and threw it into the guitar bag beside him.