Some people will be frightened when they meet a killer. They can't speak, and their legs and feet will tremble. The only thing they want to do is kowtow and beg for mercy. Some people's first reaction when meeting a killer is to run away. How far can they run? How far can they live? For a second, Wang Bushi would not do this. He still believed that if he did not do anything wrong, he would not be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. Wang Bushi would not be afraid of urinary incontinence even if he did not want to run. As an ideal, moral, cultured and disciplined member of the Ming Empire, With the young man, Wang Bushi naturally asked arrogantly the answer he most wanted to know at this moment.
Although killers are terrifying existences in people's hearts, omniscient, omnipotent, and the embodiment of wisdom, such as Li Jingke, they are all the best among killers and ruthless people, but it is not ruled out that there will be one among the sheep. It is not impossible to find the wrong person with the wrong person. It's better to ask yourself more clearly. It's not unheard of to find the wrong enemy and kill the wrong person. If that were the case, wouldn't he become the most innocent time traveler?
"Stinky gangster" was the first sentence Leng Bingbing said. Leng Bingbing's face turned red with embarrassment, he took a few steps back and covered his face with his hands.
Wang Bushi was very happy when he heard this, "Haha, I think you have found the wrong person. You are looking for a stinky gangster, not me."
"I said you were a stinker." It was a shameful thing for a killer to be teased, so Leng Bingbing was very angry.
"I'm not a stinker, my surname is Wang." Wang Bushit didn't have the habit of telling his name to strangers and people who wanted to kill him, so just tell her that she was not a stinker.
"I know you are Wang Immortal, and you are also a stinker, but you don't even wear clothes." Leng Bingbing covered his face with one hand and pointed at Wang Immortal's upper body. Although she is in the business of killing people, she is still a woman and will blush and be shy when seeing people without clothes.
I don't have the habit of showing off my muscles in front of a stranger. Although my figure is so good that I can't help but want to lick it a few times, and the other person is still a man. I am normal and don't need a male companion.
"Uh, forget about covering your face. You are wearing a hijab, and I am still wearing pants." Wang Bu died with a black line on his face, but he could be sure that he was not looking for the wrong person. The person he wanted to kill was himself.
Thinking about it, I was wearing a hijab and couldn't even see my blush. And she was still wearing pants. Although Leng Bingbing was born as a killer, Leng Bingbing still kept a clean mind and never messed around with men and women. In the past, Leng Bingbing was also pursued by people in the headhunting school, but they were all rejected by Leng Bingbing. A group of men who could not even beat themselves also Can be called a man.
Leng Bingbing has never seen a man without clothes. He usually receives some tasks. Leng Bingbing usually likes to work during the day, because he can't tell what will happen at night, whether he is wearing clothes or whether he is doing something shameless. thing.
Leng's mother once told her that women's clothes are worn out, so they should keep themselves pure and clean, and don't look at or say anything inappropriate.
"Do you really want to kill me?" Wang Bushi asked again, because Wang Bushi never believed that someone would kill him. He is a pacifist, and he does not have the emperor to take turns. The unsettling thought of coming to my house tomorrow is not What do you want to change? I just want to be stable, find a good job, find a beautiful wife, and have a child. I only plan to have one child. I will never violate the family planning policy of the Ming Dynasty. As a time traveler, this is too much to ask. , well, not too much.
"Really, someone is paying to kill you," he replied coldly and firmly. Although the killer sister's name is relatively cold, she is still twenty-four or five years old after all, an age when she is lively and active and full of dreams for the future, so Leng Bingbing doesn't mind letting Wang Bushit be a sensible person.
"Really, someone really paid for my life." Wang Busheng said this in a very excited tone, as if someone finally paid for my life.
Being assassinated, and for money, Wang Busheng was shocked when he thought about it. You must know that people who have been assassinated from ancient times to the present are all respectable people, such as the King of Qin. The common people who are digging in the fields for food are probably not the ones who will be assassinated in this life. Assassination, moreover, it costs money. Is it possible that after a few months in the Ming Empire, I have gained a good reputation, have become a high-level official, and have a certain prestige among the people, and have touched the interests of certain people, so it is worth it for someone to find an assassin to kill me. .
Leng Bingbing was even more surprised. This kid must be sick. He was so happy to know that someone was going to kill him. However, after his investigation in the past few days, he didn't find any stupid behavior in this kid, except that he was more able to eat.
Leng Bingbing nodded his head in reply.
"How much do you want to bid?" Wang Busui was very excited. As a high-level person, the appearance fees of ordinary killers are enough. In the last life, it cost hundreds of thousands to find a third-rate official platform. Calculated based on one tael of silver and forty yuan, what's wrong with his own head? It must be worth five thousand taels. Five thousand taels, this is enough meat for a large family to eat for a year, and as much as humans eat, so do dogs.
It's like going to the market to buy mutton. It is estimated that the sheep wants to know how much it can buy before it dies. Wang Busheng is that sheep, so Leng Bingbing stretched out three fingers.
"Well, three thousand taels is the appearance fee for an eighteenth-tier star. It's a little less, but it's reasonable." Wang Busui was quite satisfied with the price.
Leng Bingbing doesn't know what an eighteenth-tier starlet is. She probably doesn't chase stars very much. There are not many idol stars at Leng Bingbing's age who have to die or marry. In fact, there is no meaning in living in this life. Of course, Leng Bingbing is not a time traveler. I have never experienced the kind of brain-dead world in my previous life, but I can still understand Sanqianliang Lengbing. Looking at Wang Bushit's arrogance, Lengbingbing couldn't help but shake my head: "It's not Sanqianliang."
"It's not three thousand taels. How could it be? Comrade Killer, your asking price is too low." Could it be three hundred taels? But Wang Busheng thought about it and it was understandable. Because of the discovery of the American continent in later generations, a large number of silver mines were discovered. There has also been devaluation, and prices have risen, and the purchasing power of silver has also dropped a lot. The three thousand taels now should be about the same as the two or three hundred thousand in the previous life. Three hundred taels is equivalent to twenty or thirty thousand, which is not bad.
"You're really not worth that money." Leng Bingbing couldn't help but give Wang Bushi an ice bucket challenge: "You're only worth thirty taels."
"What, thirty taels".
"Yes, thirty taels" replied coldly and firmly.
Well, Wang Bushi could no longer find any excuse to comfort himself. Wang Bu was angry. His life was worth about the same as two cows. What was this? Isn't this an insult to himself?
"Comrade Killer, your appearance fee is low."
"No, this is the normal price of your dog's life."
"Uh" This was already a slap in the face. Wang Bu was unable to continue this topic. Every word and every sentence was poking at his heart. It hurts.
"I said, can you tell me who wants to kill me? How about I pay you a hundred taels for the information?" Killers kill people just for money. No one would ever say that being a killer is just to do justice for heaven and eliminate violence. One hundred taels for a piece of news, which is definitely a high price, and you can still get change for three of your own lives.
"No, thieves have their own ways, and there are rules in their business. I will not betray my employer. And if you die, everything on you will be mine." Obviously Leng Bingbing has been doing things with his head.
"Well," this killer's price is lower, but his IQ is still there.
"Look, I'm about to die, so let me be clear about it, and don't you killers all like to fulfill a dying person's wish?" Wang Busheng asked, money can't buy it, so you can only play the emotional card. People who are dying are very pitiful.
"It's enough to know that you are the one who is going to die. As for the rules you mentioned, I haven't heard of them." He answered coldly, crossed his arms, and looked at Wang Busheng as if he was seeing a dead man or a dead dog.
"No, it can't be. Could it be that everything on TV is a lie?" Wang Bu died in disbelief.
"Only idiots believe TV."
"Well, I'm despised." The king was speechless.
"Okay, prepare to die. Since you still have something valuable on you, I will kill you and I will bury you for you." The killer is only responsible for killing people, and Leng Bingbing has already done enough.
"I thank you and your family. Remember to find a dragon vein, build an underground palace, and bury your maids with you." As a time traveler, Wang Bushu felt that he deserved to have these things, after he died of normal old age.
Now Wang Buzi just wants to live well, so in the process of speaking, Wang Buzi has begun to accumulate strength, strike first, and strive to defeat the enemy with one move.
"You think too much. You can just dig a hole and dig it. In three or two months, you will be reduced to a pile of bones."
"Yes, but you must have the ability to kill me." Wang Busui took action, kicking his feet on the ground, and his whole body quickly jumped out. He made a fist with his right hand and rushed towards Leng Bingbing.
Gu Long described the fist in "Seven Weapons". The fist is also a weapon, and it is an irreplaceable weapon. There is no size of the fist struck, only the depth of the force. Having practiced martial arts for more than ten years, the strength of the King of Nature’s Immortality should not be underestimated.
Although in the conversation just now, Leng Bingbing pretended to be victorious in the mission, but the person in front of him was able to get rid of his own bow and arrow again and again without being hurt. Leng Bingbing did not dare to underestimate his own bow and arrow. It is also the number one existence in the headhunting school. No one can avoid his own shooting. The killers who underestimated their opponents are already dead. Therefore, Leng Bingbing has always been careful.
During the investigation of Wang Bushit, Leng Bingbing never thought that Wang Bushit had martial arts skills. Of course, Leng Bingbing didn't see him going to Star Film and Television to beat up Director Hao and others. She was afraid that it would stain her eyes.
He was always prepared, and when he saw Wang Bushit suddenly attacking him, he concentrated his energy coldly.
Before knowing the opponent's force value, Leng Bingbing would not take the initiative to attack. When Wang Busui's fist attacked, Leng Bingbing held his palm, dragged Wang Busui's fist, and then flew back with his body. This is a kind of Tai Chi technique that relies on strength.
"It is not what a gentleman calls you to do something without saying a word."
"When you shot me with a bow and arrow, you didn't say anything in advance. You are not a gentleman." Wang Bushit said confidently. Faced with the people who established the bilateral system, Wang Bushit despised him from the bottom of his heart, just like a certain country in the previous life, which was despicable and shameless. Calling it a beast is considered a compliment.
"I am not a gentleman to begin with, I am a woman" Leng Bingbing said even more confidently.
"You're a woman." Wang Bushi couldn't believe it. His eyes involuntarily moved to Leng Bingbing's chest. If he looked carefully, there was a bulge. Wang Bushi always thought it was the killer's strong chest muscles.
Wang Busheng also gradually felt that the killer's voice sounded like a woman's voice. Forgive Wang Busheng's hindsight. In his time, many men wore makeup and their voices were also female. I guess it was a man. He couldn't lift his hands or shoulders. I can't carry it, so I guess it's a girl, but she doesn't have breasts.
"You bastard, where are you looking?" Seeing Wang Busi looking at his chest with malicious intent, Leng Bingbing always felt like he was being looked at.
Well, forgive Wang Budie, this is a person's instinctive reaction, and it is also the most direct way to identify men and women. Those without breasts are not necessarily men, but those with breasts are definitely women.
"Haha, it turns out you have breasts."
