Unlike most people who think, killing is not that interesting.

In fact, even the most interesting things can become boring after being repeated hundreds or thousands of times.

Especially when the enthusiasm fades away and the hobby becomes work, there is only a mechanical cycle left. At this time, you either quit this industry and become an ordinary person, or you can only squeeze your nose and fuck it.

A year ago, Takeda Ono stood at the intersection of his life. As the best killer in the asteroid belt, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds through missions, not only surpassing his previous seniors, but also gradually leaving all his peers behind.

More and more funders are coming to see the name, and the numbers on the checks are getting bigger and bigger.

To drag his fortune, even the agent bought more than a sea view villa with a yard, a stupid dog.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, Takeda Jun is so strong. He is born to do this! Maybe he can work until he is 60 years old." The drunk agent who was drunk at the 1,000-stop celebratory celebration said.

Are you sixty years old? Takeda Ono thought about it. If such a boring life lasts for thirty-four years, then he might as well commit suicide by drinking and shooting himself now.

"That's all, if you're really tired, you can retire early." The agent, who was obviously drunk but seemed to be very sober, blinked at him, "Anyway, I have saved a lot of money and I can't spend it all in my life. It's good to wash my hands like this. Few people in this industry can escape unscathed. I don't want to see the day when the legend ends."

"But I can't do anything except killing people, and even if I retire, I still don't know what to do." Takeda Ono replied with a pistol wiped his pistol.

"Oh, this is a problem, but there will always be a solution, there will always be a solution." The agent finished drinking the red wine in the bottle in one breath, jumped into the swimming pool together, and rushed to the female model wearing a three-point style, "Miss, can you help me see my dog? When it drinks too much, it always likes to pull me to dive..."

Like the natural optimist, it is probably difficult to understand the troubles of a killer standing at the top.

Takeda Ono took back his wiped pistol and left the party silently.

Fifteen days later, he received a commission, aiming to be a bounty hunter who planned to hold a wedding. He is said to be well-known in the industry and has captured many powerful roles.

So this time, the prey struggled desperately before dying, fighting back at him with fists, teeth, and all the weapons he could find.

It seems interesting?

Takeda Ono killed everyone at the wedding. When he stood under the bloody cross, a long-lost feeling of satisfaction arose in his heart.

If the prey doesn't even resist, it can't be called hunting, right?

Since then, he began to ask his agents to constantly collect dangerous targets, police, hunters, soldiers, and even peers... But such commissions are a minority after all, and are more of them commercial and political opponents. Those fat guys, who use the so-called rules to do whatever they want in society and companies, do whatever they want, but they don’t know what the real danger is. They still stand there without any awareness before the arrival of death.

Therefore, every time you collect the gun, Takeda Ono feels extremely empty, just like this long and boring life.

To fill this sense of emptiness, more powerful opponents are needed.

"Please, I've worked very hard. Really, this world is made up of ordinary people, so there are not so many supermen that you can kill." The agent was almost tortured and collapsed. His already sparse forehead became brighter, and he couldn't help complaining, "Anyway, you don't lack money, so you still accept any commissions. If you want to kill, go and kill!"

So, because of such a bit of anger, the hunter killer was born.

——A killer who specializes in hunting hunters.

No reward, just interest.

An unprecedented horrible species.

In just half a year, more than 70 hunters died at his hands, and there were even the top 100 A-level experts on the list. However, soon, he began to no longer be satisfied and finally turned his attention to this unlimited commission.

This is a carnival in the bounty hunter world, but it is also a feast that belongs to him.

Takeda Ono walked towards the last person's hiding point.

Although he had killed forty-four hunters in less than three minutes, more people than he had killed in several months before, he was not satisfied with the result.

This level of resistance can't even make him sweat, let alone enjoy himself.

Or it should be said that such foreplay made him even more thirsty.

Tonight is still long, should I have another show?

Takeda Ono thought this way and had already walked to Chevrolet. He noticed that there were two people in the car, one man and one woman, who were intoxicated and unconscious. He seemed not a hunter.

But it doesn't matter, just kill it.

Takeda Ono raised the Hardballer, aimed at Kim Sakyeon, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

But the next moment, his bullet hit the seat.

Such a close distance does not have the possibility of shooting misses for a top killer, so there is only one answer.

Takeda Ono suddenly turned around, turned the gun, and pulled the trigger in a certain direction without any aiming action.

The two bullets interlaced again in the air, creating a string of metal sparks, but then they both fell into nothing.

This time, there is no winner or loser when the gun is used.

Um?

Takeda Ono's heart that had already been silent began to beat again, and faster than ever before. He never felt the existence of life as clearly as this moment, just like a traveler who had been trekking in the desert and finally saw an oasis.

His eyes lit up, and he looked at the man wearing a Star Lord mask in front of him and said in a hoarse voice.

"Who is your Excellency?"

"You are not qualified to know my name yet." The man replied.

It seems that the performance tonight is not over, and the Hunter Killer's persistence finally brought the biggest climax of the drama.

Every cell in my body was trembling with excitement.

Takeda Ono can be sure that the man in front of him is the strongest existence he has ever encountered so far. The real master is not comparable to those fakes who rely on commissions to squeeze the ranking forward.

So he will also offer his greatest respect.

Do your best without leaving any backup plan.

Bullets vs Bullets, legends vs Legends.

This is the battle he has been looking for, a satisfaction that is above life and death.

Unfortunately, one party is destined to come to a close to the curtain call tonight.

"Please make sure to use all your strength to kill me or be killed by me." Takeda Ono said respectfully.

"I want me to give my all? Then you have to work harder."
Chapter completed!