"It's not yet 5:30, I'm off work again!" When I walked out of the police hall gate, I had adjusted my mood and was happy that I didn't need to work overtime today.

Before leaving in the afternoon, I communicated with the administrative department and didn’t need to return to the company. After all, I don’t know how long it takes to communicate.

What if Officer Deng leaves me for dinner, sing a K and wash my feet, right?

Although the probability of such a thing is relatively low, even if there is, it will not be my turn, but I still have to be prepared for any trouble.

Going back to the old community I rented from the police department is closer than walking from the company, but I still chose public transportation because the fare for the trip home cannot be reimbursed.

"Municipal Line 3, walk another 600 meters...Bus No. 72, walk 150 meters..." I took out my cell phone and searched for the route.

After serious consideration, I chose to take the bus.

It is hot in summer, so how many steps you can take are fewer.

While waiting for the bus on the platform, I couldn't help but doubt my life:

"I'm obviously a real, powerful, and beyond ordinary assassin. Why do I still have to live such a social animal life?"

But I don't have money to get it if I don't go to work.

Assassins also want to save money to buy a house, eat and dress!

Alas, at this time, it should be like a game. Give me a killer agent, help me contact the task, confirm the degree of sin of the target, and I will shave my head and flash out of the crowd. No, the bald head is too ugly, forget it...

What exactly can be done?

Shooting extreme sports videos?

I have to learn this, I have never paid attention to it before...

In fact, you can consider calling the police post. As an assassin, I am competent to catch thieves and fraudsters, and live up to this ability. The only problem is that I heard that the police income is not too high.

What I'm writing might be better, right?

While thinking about the future seriously, I boarded the bus, held the ring in one hand, held the laptop, and took out my cell phone in the other.

I am a qualified person and will never make sounds in public. I don’t bring wireless headphones, so I can only browse Weibo and visit Green Street and other places.

While driving, the bus suddenly stopped and the driver's voice came from the speaker:

"Get out of the car, it's broken, wait for the next one."

The passengers got out of the car cursingly, and I mixed in the middle and sighed that I was not lucky today.

"There is only one stop, so there is no need to wait, go back." I clicked on the map APP and confirmed my current location.

If I had known this, I would have taken the subway!

Walk straight, turn, cross the crosswalk, and follow the navigation toward the old community where I live.

At this moment, I saw a little girl of five or six years old jumping out of the roadside, and an SUV was coming.

"..." I was stunned at first, and then I realized that I was already an assassin and a master beyond ordinary people.

Without hesitation, I ran towards the little girl suddenly.

Seeing that it was too late, I kicked my feet hard and relied on the assassin to burst out all my strength in one blow, and rushed out.

During this process, I felt like a sharp arrow shot from a hard bow.

In just a blink of an eye, I rushed to the little girl and hugged her.

Then, I half straightened my back and quickly adjusted my body structure to make myself as light as feathers.

The SUV finally stopped, and I took a few steps to stabilize my body.

Actually, I had been hit, but because I seemed to have lost my weight, I did not suffer any damage.

"Is it okay?" The SUV driver opened the door and got out of the car and asked in a panic.

His face was covered in sweat.

"It's okay, it's almost done." I put down the stunned little girl and patted her on the shoulder.

She has long, black and moist hair, and she can almost go to the shampoo advertisement.

"That's good, that's good." The SUV driver was probably relieved when he saw that my body was not dirty or rotten.

At this time, a middle-aged man rushed out from the side of the road.

After seeing the little girl, he obviously relaxed.

He has bronze skin, soft facial features, and a pair of eyes that are closer to brown and slightly vicissitudes of life.

"Thank you, thank you, are you okay?" He took the girl and asked me with concern.

"No, I'm lucky, I just avoided it." I responded with a smile, feeling inexplicably.

I finally used the assassin's ability.

Seeing this, the SUV driver pointed to his license plate:

"If you have any questions, please contact me. I have something to do, so let's go first."

The middle-aged man nodded and turned to me:

"Why go to my shop for a drink and let it go."

For some reason, I think the other party is closer, and I think it's free, so I don't refuse:

"good."

While talking, I picked up the black notebook.

Leaving the road and passing through the non-motorized vehicle lane, I saw this gentleman's shop.

This is a small bookstore selling experiences, which is decorated very much like a cafe. Another door leads to a nearby park with a wooden swing hanging on it.

"Don't run around in the future. It's very dangerous. Come on, thank you uncle." The bookstore owner pulled the little girl over.

"Call brother, don't call me old." I joked.

"Thank you brother." The little girl was kind and was like a stream of good deeds.

Without waiting for my response, she said wisely:

"Then my dad is your elder!"

I went, I suffered a loss... I could only smile helplessly.

The bookstore owner asked immediately:

"What do you want to drink?"

"A glass of ice drink." I am not very picky about food.

"Okay." The bookstore owner pointed to the bookshelf around him and said, "You can also choose a book to read."

"Yes." When the other party prepared ice drinks, I walked to the bookshelf curiously to see what books were on it.

"Grossel's Travels"

"The Book of Secrets"

"Russel and His Hundred Mistresses"

"The Evil God's Self-cultivation"

How to make believers give money

What books are these? I was stunned for a moment and finally chose the relatively normal "Travels of Grossel"

As soon as I found a seat to sit down, the bookstore owner came over with a drink.

The drink is brown-red and red. I put several pieces of ice on it. I drank it in one sip. It was slightly sour and sweet, and it was cold and cool, which was very relieved of heat.

"No," I praised it.

The boss didn't say much and returned to the cashier.

I then leaned on the back of the chair leisurely, looked at "Grossel's Travels", and took a sip of ice drink from time to time, which made me feel very comfortable.

After a while, the little girl ran to the back door and shouted:

"Dad, dad, I'm going to sit on the swing."

The bookstore owner sighed and walked over with a smile.

I smiled, drank another drink, and couldn't help but sigh:

"This afternoon is really good..."
Chapter completed!