Chapter 70：

Twenty minutes later.

Killer A, who put away his forty-meter knife, sat face-to-face with Gu Yixin on the open-air stall outside the Shaxian snack bar.

Gu Yixin looked at the assassin with a numb face, and said earnestly:

"Thank you for inviting me to eat this restaurant. I never dared to come before. I only dared to go to the yellow braised chicken rice opposite."

Assassin A looked at Gu Yixin's poor clothes, naturally he didn't suspect him.

Looking at Killer A, Gu Yixin seemed to be lost in memory, and asked, "Are you on your mind too? You guys should be very profitable in this business."

"Does it matter if you are doing such a lucrative job?"

Killer A sighed.

He looked at the owner of the shop and drank the noodles, his complexion softened.

Killer A used to kill big bosses, super rich and powerful people, they never talked to him, they died very simply.

So killer A has been very lonely for so many years.

"Like you back then, I used to move bricks on the construction site every day."

There was a little nostalgic look in the killer's eyes.

"Although I was often scolded by the boss at that time, the salary was low, and the work was very hard. The money I earned every day was only enough for me to eat two yellow steamed buns, but now in retrospect, my happiest day is the monthly payment. Ninety yuan salary day."

"Although I have earned a lot now, what does money mean to me?"

He doesn't want me anymore. No matter how much money I make, who will I spend it for?

Killer A suddenly felt very powerless.

The shopkeeper came over with a cage of steamed dumplings with willow leaves.

Gu Yixin took the initiative: "I want two small dishes, one catty to shoot cucumbers."

It was the killer who paid the money anyway and didn't need to save him money.

One steamed dumpling, two small dishes.

Killer A watched Gu Yixin put a steamed dumpling into his own small dish, and then poured vinegar, and suddenly felt sad.

"Uuuuuu, I did this money-making business to help him study, but I made money for him, but he thought I was dirty."

When he killed the first person, he also deliberately picked a prisoner on death row who was at large. He felt that his conscience could be more peaceful.

I wanted to do just that vote and then be a good person.

But after being disliked, the assassin was very painful, so he took the order again in a muddled manner.

Sure enough, as long as you take that step, what is waiting for you is the abyss.

Killer A covered his face with his fingers covered in knife calluses, and started crying sadly.

He looked at the migrant worker brother in front of him with a pure and innocent look.

They are also suffering people who rely on moving bricks for food. Why should I embarrass him?

Killer A gritted his teeth.

He made up his mind.

"Little brother, I won't kill you anymore, let's go!"

Gu Yixin said, "But if you don't complete the task, you should be responsible."

Killer A is disheartened.

"I will return all the money to them."

Killer A slowly picked up the steamed dumpling, put it in his mouth, and chewed slowly.

Steamed dumplings are stuffed with carrot meat, chewy and delicious, bite in the mouth, the sour taste of vinegar and the smell of meat mix together, the cheapest food, the most advanced enjoyment.

Killer A tears.

He didn't dare to spend a cent of the money he earned, and it was still in the Swiss bank.

The delicacies of mountains and seas, if they are not earned by labor, will not taste good when eaten.

Not as good as these five yuan a cage of steamed dumplings with carrots and meat.

Killer A took out his mobile phone, crackled a bunch of words, and sent it.

The shopkeeper brought two plates of peanut butter noodles.

"what are you writing?"

"Resignation letter."

Assassin A returned all the money for the first mission to the orderer, saying that he would change his mind and never do assassins again.

After eating the two bowls of noodles, Killer A decided to go back to his old profession.

"Hey, little brother, I have to find a job. Do you know which construction site around here is the best paid? There are five insurances and one housing fund."

Gu Yixin thought you were asking the right person.

"I know the salary level of all construction sites in this city, the highest salary is..."

Since then, there has been one less potential criminal in the world, and one more hardworking brick mover.

*

Killer A started labor reform on the construction site.

The construction site performance is booming, and Gu Yixin is in the newspaper again.

In the provincial model worker selection in March, Gu Yixin failed to go further and became a national-level model worker candidate. It is said that the reason was that the job was too lack of technical content, so he was pleaded with another comrade who was engaged in a technical job.

But this time, a reporter wrote a report about the grievances specifically for him, which was published in the corner of the newspaper.

The content of the argument is that since Gu Yixin came to the construction site, the technical efficiency of the construction site has become higher and higher, and this part should also be included in his work contribution.

This report did not arouse much attention, so it can only be posted in the corner of the corner.

However, the reporter specially took a recent photo of Gu Yixin driving the excavator under the sun at noon yesterday. The photo was full of beauty and was cherished by fans of the male model at the construction site.

Unfortunately, the fourteen-year-old daughter of the King of Gambling is an avid fan of Gu Yixin.

On this day, when the gambling king was eating breakfast, he found his little daughter was secretly tearing off a corner of the newspaper and stuffing it into the middle of the schoolbag.

The gambling king turned out the newspaper while his daughter was not paying attention.

Then his face turned green.

Angry.

I can't stand this person in this world, the gambler thought.

So he found the receiver, gave him a lot of money, and asked him to send out the killers one by one, until Gu Yixin disappeared into the world.

*

Thanks to the gambling king, today Gu Yixin's dinner is over again.

*

Because he had encountered it once, Gu Yixin was not very surprised when Killer B jumped out from behind Pikachu on the side of the road and pointed a gun at him.

"Hello." Gu Yixin greeted politely, "Are you here to kill me too?"

Killer B stared at him.

I heard that the last notorious killer A was folded in his hands.

This person must be very difficult to deal with.

Killer B thought warily.

He was actually a little bit confused, but actually wanted to solve the problem with a single shot.

But I don't know why, they are all a little quirky in this line.

And his quirks are more troublesome.

Killer B said hoarsely, "What is your last wish."

Gu Yixin asked thoughtfully: "Are you going to help me fulfill my wish?"

If this is the case, this killer can be a bit difficult to do.

What if the final wish of the goal is world peace?

Killer B sneered: "You treat me as stupid. If someone wants China to win the World Cup, can I do it for him? Of course, after hearing this wish, I will send you on the road."

Gu Yixin thoughtfully.

It turned out to be so.

"My wish is..."

His beautiful lips were dyed with a layer of rose gold in the sunset, and there seemed to be some cowardice hidden in his eyes, ah, that was the killer's favorite emotion, and he was terrified when he saw his mission because of death.

Killer B felt very excited when he thought that he had made this difficult target dying.

Look, his rosy cheeks are gradually pale, his eyelashes are constantly trembling, and tears flashed in his light-colored eyes.

Gu Yixin's voice became smaller and smaller, and Killer B subconsciously leaned closer, trying to hear what he said.

But he hasn't heard the words behind, he just feels his hands are empty.

Killer B's gun didn't know what was going on, but it was in Gu Yixin's hands anyway.

The killer paled.

"you you……"

Gu Yixin looked at the gun in his hand thoughtfully.

An illustration from a middle school textbook appeared in his mind, which looked like an anti-war propaganda statue.

That inspired him.

Gu Yixin stretched and softened the barrel of the gun.

Then tied a knot.

Gu Yixin dropped the bullet and put a slip-knotted gun back into Killer B's hand.

Killer B was about to faint.

He twisted his ears hard, confirming that he was not dreaming.

Killer B stared at the gun in his hand.

He raised his head and looked at Gu Yixin, who was still calm.

The power of this migrant worker is so terrifying!

The gun is what killer B thinks, the most reliable, powerful, and most reliable thing in the world.

This thing is in Gu Yixin's hands, but it is rounded and flattened like plasticine.

Killer B's legs softened and knelt on the ground.

*

Lanzhou ramen shop.

Killer B respectfully helped the new boss rinse the chopsticks, and asked sincerely: "Why are you so powerful, but you don't do some more profitable work, but choose ordinary bricks?"

Gu Yixin raised his eyebrows and cut the noodles with a knife.

"Look at this root surface."

Assassin B stared attentively, watched for a long time, but didn't wait for Gu Yixin to speak again.

The killer finally couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with this root?"

It will be cold if you don't eat it again.

Gu Yixin thought.

Looking at the killer listening in front of him, Gu Yixin looked solemn.

"There is knowledge in noodles, but only the master who makes noodles can understand it. Similarly, the fun of moving bricks can only be felt after practice."

Gu Yi Xinfeng Juan Canyun finished the ninth bowl of noodles, drank the soup, and put the empty bowl on the table with a loud hiccup.

Gu Yixin asked casually.

"How? Do you want to move bricks with me?"

*

Lu Mingshi felt that his subordinate Chen Zhiang was in a bad mood recently, so he advised him to take a period of paid leave to sort out his situation.

Chen Zhiang felt that the boss was trying to shed the grudge and kill the donkey.

So Chen Zhiang agreed to take a vacation, and then began to make trouble.

He used his power to draw away the company's large amount of working capital. When Lu Mingshi discovered that there was something wrong with the capital turnover.

Lu Mingshi was very angry. He wanted to ask Chen Zhiang to ask clearly, but the other party had already evaporated.

Lu Mingshi is a little unhappy these days.

Just as Gu Yixin persuaded the second assassin to return to the construction site that day, when he returned home, he saw his wife suspected of frowning.

But when Lu Mingshi saw him, he pretended to be very sunny.

It's better not to let the company's troubles disturb your family, Lu Mingshi thought sadly.

"Husband, how are you doing?"

Lu Mingshi pretended to be chic and asked.

Gu Yixin calmly said: "Very good. I move a lot of bricks every day. I am very happy."

He thought for a while, and added: "Moreover, I helped find a few new employees on the site. They are very efficient. They rushed to the top ten of the star employee list."

Gu Yixin even began to look forward to the arrival of the next killer.

"That's good." Lu Mingshi said with satisfaction.

Lu Mingshi didn't tell Gu Yixin about the problem with his company's funds. He had to find a way to solve it.

In the same way, Gu Yixin did not tell Lu Mingshi that he was being pursued and killed.

They now have a bit of the Smiths.

The two sat on the sofa holding hands, thinking about their own thoughts.

Lu Mingshi yelled at the traitor through WeChat while working hard to manage his facial expressions.

When Gu Yixin couldn't help but glanced at Lu Ming again, he finally asked:

"Mr. Lu, what happened to you?"

Lu Mingshi smiled immediately.

"No, nothing happened."

The cub suddenly let out a loud cry.

Gu Yixin was about to stand up to warm up her milk, Lu Mingshi downplayed and held him down.

"No need to."

He easily lifted the collar and picked up the cub.

However, Zai Zai is not so good today.

"why?"

Lu Mingshi stared blankly at the crying little cub, but Gu Yixin quickly took the hot milk and stuffed it into Lu Jiujin's mouth to stop his son's crying.

Lu Mingshi was in distress.

"Does the cub hate me?"

He muttered to himself in disbelief.

As long as I think of this, my heart will hula hula colic.

This is the cub that I have given birth to so hard. Whoever dislikes me can't dislike me.

Lu Mingshi was a little choked up, and his eyes quickly turned red.

Perhaps because of the company's accident, a small incident stimulated him and made him emotionally unstable.

Gu Yixin couldn't see Lu Ming's rare fragility when he patted him on the back to comfort him: "There must be some other reason."

What could be the reason?

Gu Yixin decided to try it himself.

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Thanks for the fish and mushrooms? Jun Yu x3, Sonicx2, Yaomu, Obama, Jun Lian Huaxi, I pity Jun Xi, Quinn, and melon juice mine!

Thank you Xiaoran x2, Iwa Nori's grenade!

I'm late again, tears running.

There are not a lot of manuscripts saved. The limited manuscript is the first thousand words of today, but there are still a lot of sorted materials in the broken computer, so I panicked all of a sudden. Fortunately, after listening to the little angel's words yesterday, I rescued my baby information by myself! At that time, tears were really going to come down. The computer is still broken. Today I changed the code of a computer, but the hand speed didn't get it back.