Chapter 7

Maureen.

Morrison's nephew. The Mo family, like the position of pick wind college among colleges, is an insignificant family among countless families in the mainland. They don't have any amazing blood, and they don't have any huge family property. They have no unified business plan for the future of the family. In fact, they are more like an ordinary big family. There is no family reputation to bear. Everyone has his own way of life. They just have a family relationship because of their blood, that's all.

Mohsen is a gardener at the pick wind college, while Maureen is an assassin, or killer.

Morson was worried that he would not do it clean from the beginning, so he called his nephew who was a killer to help. Now, it is not unreasonable to say that the technology industry has a specialty.

"Where is the man to kill?" After the greeting, Maureen immediately cherished his time and began his work.

"Live there." Morson pointed to the cabin behind Maureen.

"There is no one there now." Maureen showed his professionalism. He will stay here, and he has found out all the conditions in this area first.

"Yes." Morson said.

"It makes things easier." Maureen said, immediately turned back and walked to the window of the cabin. The window was high, and Maureen had confirmed the situation in the house before. Without looking more, he grabbed the windowsill with both hands and climbed up. The professional assassin's aura was lost in the next step.

"Uncle, come and give me a hand!" Cried Maureen. After climbing hard twice, he finally slid down powerlessly. Maureen had to ask his relatives and friends for help.

Morson was helpless. If we must give them a characteristic of Mo's blood, I'm afraid poor physical fitness is the most appropriate. But unfortunately, this is a defect, not a powerful ability. Don't forget such a label.

Morson looked around. After confirming that there was no one, he quickly went up and helped Maureen. Finally, he sent Maureen into the cabin. Then he heard Maureen crying sadly: "who is it! Why don't you lock the door when you go out? "

Morson has a snack plug. He only knew that his nephew was engaged in this, but he didn't know his level. At first, I felt quite down-to-earth, but now, I don't think it may be reliable.

"Stop talking. What are you going to do? " Morson stood on tiptoe outside the window watching Maureen's behavior in the room.

"It's simple." Maureen has begun his operation. He came to the bed, took out a pair of tweezers from his pocket with his right hand, and then took out a needle from the leather bag sewn in the left placket.

"This is the toxin I extracted from oleander and white night Datura. The amount on this needle is enough to poison the whole grade of your wind picking college. Now... "Said Maureen, carefully inserting the needle into the mattress, then stepped back and looked at it, nodding with satisfaction.

Needless to ask, Morson already knows what Maureen's plan is. Simple, but very practical. Who can find the poison trick hidden in the mattress? Morson's six heavy days' courage can't be seen.

"Uncle, help me." Maureen went back to the window and asked mausen to help him climb out.

"Don't go through the door?" Said Morson.

"It's better not to leave superfluous marks." Maureen said, half of his body had climbed out.

The design is practical and thoughtful. But this clumsy window turning ruined the aura that an assassin should have. Fortunately, Mosen is his own family and can understand Maureen's difficulties. It's another employer. I'm afraid I've lost confidence in the assassin.

"I'll collect the needle in the middle of the night, and then wait to collect his body!" Maureen said as he patted the clothes that had been messed up when he turned the window.

"Be careful when you leave." Morson told me. No matter how tolerant the college style is, it is impossible to take the life and death of students seriously. The college will certainly conduct a thorough investigation. Strangers like Maureen are bound to easily arouse suspicion.

"Don't worry, uncle. When I come to collect the needle, I will deal with the aftermath. No one will find that he died abnormally." Maureen smiled confidently. Without turning the window, his assassin temperament immediately showed up again. With these words, he walked in an empty direction and disappeared from Mosen's sight.

So, can it be over? After watching Maureen leave, mausen looked back to the cabin again. My favorite flower bed will soon be free of that eye-catching existence. At the thought of this, Mosen suddenly found that he did not look forward to it as he did when designing the viewing Pavilion in the morning, and his heart seemed to become a little heavy.

"I hope Su Tang won't be too sad..." Mosen thought and began to look down to take care of the flowers. Only these can calm his heart.

After midnight.

A few stars hang in the sky, but for a perceiver who reaches the state of double heaven, this light is enough for him to distinguish everything.

A figure moved gently in the flower bed, with occasional footsteps, but it happened to be mixed with the rustle of the wind blowing through the flower bed.

If he is an excellent perceiver of Mingzhi spirit, he may be able to distinguish the difference, but Maureen knows that the one in the cabin has no perception at all, not to mention that he is now a dead man.

Even so, Maureen came under the window as lightly as possible, then leaned over and built two foot pads under the window.

This is really a bit of a bad scenery, but Maureen is also quite helpless with such a body. Of course, he envies those guys who are outstanding and come and go like the wind. But the body of Mo family is so dull in the spirit of power.

There's no way. We can only rely on wisdom to solve the problem.

Maureen stepped on two foot pads and put his hand on the windowsill. Although the room is darker, as long as there is a little light, it will not be any problem for a perceiver of Chongzhi spirit to see things clearly.

Maureen saw the target lying motionless on the bed, but at this moment, his stronger and sharper six pivot Spirit sent him a more accurate message.

incorrect!

The temperature is wrong.

Although there was no touch, but only this distance, Maureen had noticed the body temperature emitted by the target character. It's the second half of the night. Unless this guy has just fallen asleep, he can't have such a temperature.

The situation is a little wrong. Is it further confirmed or

Maureen was still hesitating, but his body was moving in bed.

Flash!

Maureen was already on guard. Although he hesitated, he never relaxed his vigilance. As soon as his body moved on the bed, he noticed it and left without hesitation.

Why didn't the poison needle work? Was it discovered?

He has great confidence in his own poison Maureen. His goal is nothing. There is no explanation except that he was not stabbed.

Running away, Maureen didn't look back, but listened to the movement behind him. His pivot spirit is the most powerful, and has reached six heaven. When he completes the connection with the spirit of Britain, he can reach the realm of the penetrator, and has more powerful ability. But in addition, his other five spirits, in addition to the spirit of power, also have a certain realm. The soul of Ming has reached triple heaven. At this distance, any movement can't escape his ears.

Got up... Got out of bed... Went to the window... Jumped out!

In Maureen, an extremely heavy landing sound sounded behind him, and the target character chased out.

Maureen couldn't help looking back. The useless waste mentioned by Uncle mausen doesn't seem to be so useless. At least he has courage, although it seems stupid to him.

Even the Mo family, with poor health and extremely weak spirit, are always fighting means as perceivers. Compared with ordinary people, it is completely two levels. This guy, obviously without any soul power, dares to catch up. This is probably the so-called ignorant fearless!

There is no perception, so the boy doesn't know how powerful and terrible the target he pursues.

Just kill him?

Can't

Although Maureen has this ability, Maureen has repeatedly warned and stressed that it must be an accident, an accident that makes others seem that it is not an abnormal death.

"I didn't expect to use my alternative to deal with an ordinary person." Maureen muttered.