After finishing the "match" with Lin Yi, Guo Dalu did not leave immediately. He sat for a while, listened to a few songs before getting up and saying goodbye.

When he, who was deemed to be the hero of tonight, moved his body, and he attracted everyone's attention as soon as he came together.

"Are you leaving?"

Huang Qin walked over and looked at him affectionately, asking without any concealment.

"Yes, there is something else." Guo Dalu said, taking out a small wooden horse pendant from his pocket and handed it to Huang Qin, "You can carry this pendant with you. Sooner or later, it will be a birthday gift."

Although Huang Qin was full of a maternal problem, she was really moved by him. He could not give back more and did not avoid the party. She had to spend a few minutes to carve such a pendant as a gift.

Huang Qin was surprised and took it carefully and said, "Thank you, this is the best birthday gift I have received."

All the friends around: "..." This guy who values ​​sex over friends, goes back and returns the gift to me!

Guo Dalu smiled and waved his hand to walk out of the box. Huang Qin followed him out and delivered it to the door of the store.

"Stay." Guo Dalu raised his hand and said "goodbye" and left with great strides.

"Guo Dalu, wait," Lin Yi suddenly chased after him, "I have something I must explain to you."

Guo Dalu looked at him, saying, "You said."

"Although I just knelt on my body, I didn't kneel in my heart." Lin Yi's tone was firm.

"You mean - feel honest?"

"I didn't mean that!" Lin Yi retorted flatly, then set up a flag: "Anyway, remember, one day, I will catch up with you, or even surpass you, and then I will get back today's venue."

Guo Dalu nodded and said, "Come on!"

"Of course I will work hard! The so-called thirty years Hedong, thirty years Hexi..."

"You mean, you will come to me in sixty years?"

"…This is just a metaphor, not really sixty years!"

Guo Dalu stared at Lin Yi, and the smile he had just looked at him appeared on his face again.

Lin Yi waved his hand and said, "Goodbye." After saying that, he turned around sharply and ran into the room.

Guo Dalu shook his head and chuckled, and strode into the hazy night mixed with the dim lights.

When I passed by a square, I saw a band performing, singing a classic work shape_of_my_heart by the old rock singer Sing. Guo Dalu happened to like this song very much, so he stopped to listen for a while.

The young lead singer's voice is naturally not as low and vicissitudes as the sting uncle, and his emotions and skills are also a little deliberate. Even so, in this bustling urban open-air square, I suddenly encountered such a familiar melody, and it felt good.

In fact, when Guo Dalu stopped there to listen to music, there was also a passerby listening to music standing under a big sycamore tree not far from the square.

The passerby was wearing black clothes and standing in the shadow of the sycamore tree. No one knew when he appeared where he appeared.

After a song was sung, the audience applauded enthusiastically. Guo Dalu took out his wallet, took out a banknote, walked up to put it in the guitar box.

Leaving the square, Guo Dalu was about to take a taxi back to school.

The man in black also disappeared in the shadows under the sycamore tree.

On the other side, Guo Dalu walked towards the taxi stop. The disappeared man in black emerged from somewhere and walked towards Guo Dalu.

Guo Dalu turned his head to see the taxi on the road, and did not pay any attention to the man in black. The man in black walked with his head down, and seemed to have not noticed Guo Dalu.

The two of them got closer and closer, and they happened to meet at the edge of a projection of a building. When they saw that they were about to pass by, the man in black suddenly pulled his hand out of his arms and rushed towards Guo Dalu's neck like lightning.

An extremely sharp cold light hit Guo Dalu's throat by the clothes of his front.

When the man in black did these movements, his steps kept stopping. When he passed by Guo Dalu, his arms were just retracted, his rhythm was smooth, and the movement was completed in one go. It seemed that he had repeated this movement a thousand times and ten thousand times. He was so proficient that he could no longer be proficient, which had become an instinct.

If someone saw this scene from afar, he would only feel that the man in black just raised his arm and then took it back, and he would never know that he had completed a set of actions to harvest people's lives in the flash.

The man in black put his hand in his arms again and continued to move forward, as if nothing had happened, but he knew in his heart that the freshman Chu Dalu, the owner of the Jieyou grocery store, had been sent to another world by him, just like the previous targets that passed by him, would disappear from this world forever.

He was full of confidence and had no doubts about this.

"Four Seasons Tower, autumn."

At this moment, a voice suddenly came into his ears. When he looked up, he saw that Guo Dalu was standing in front of him.

How is this possible?

"It is suitable for killing people all year round, so it is called Sijilou. Now it is autumn, so your code name is autumn..."

The boy said leisurely, "So, the founder of your Four Seasons Tower is still a literary celebrity."

The killer code-named "Autumn" stared at Guo Dalu coldly, holding the hilt of the death-stopping dagger with the hand that was always hidden in his arms.

"Do you want to know who is going to kill you?" Qiu Tian's tone was not warm at all.

Guo Dalu was about to answer the conversation, but Qiutian seized the opportunity at this moment and suddenly rose up and rushed towards Guo Dalu like an arrow leaving the string.

It turned out that the question was actually a cover, to create a gap where the other party was distracted for a moment.

He is indeed an experienced professional killer!

Guo Dalu praised in his heart, then raised his hand and waved it forward quickly. An invisible and qualitative sword intent flew out, and Qiu Tian's figure suddenly stopped.

He still maintained the forward stance, but his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground by nails, motionless.

"I actually want to tell you not to move."

Guo Dalu continued to walk towards the taxi stop, and when he passed by autumn, he said casually.

That was also the last sentence this professional killer in Sijilou heard.

At this time, he stood there like a sculpture, with his eyes wide open, and the thin red line on his neck gradually became obvious, and blood slowly oozed out of it.

Codenamed "Autumn", he finally merged with the real autumn in this autumn.

Of course, he didn't know until the moment his life disappeared that the goal he faced this time was actually the ancestor of his ancestor.

Because time is limited, news of the failure of autumn operations is quickly passed back to Sijilou. Sijilou is worthy of being a professional organization and reacts quickly. Before passers-by found Qiu's body and called the police, they collected the body for him in time.

When they saw the wound on Qiu's neck, they realized how fatal a mistake they made in information collection.

“Experience in handmade and fencing…”

Now it seems that it is just two extremely misleading invalid information.

"Change second gear."

The head of the Autumn Department immediately made a new decision.
Chapter completed!