Daughter not a concubine: black-bellied arrogant killer concubine

Outside the back door of the Marriott Hotel, Changsheng's black sports car parked in front of the door.

On the driver's seat, her good partner smiled and asked her, "Solved?" He opened the car door for Changsheng.

Changsheng got into the car and sat down, raised his eyebrows, and said with a lazy smile, "Are you doubting my ability?"

The man smiled again, and then heaved a sigh of relief for the inaudible.

With the humming of the engine, a black sports car drove out of the quiet road just like when it came.

Changsheng leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, took out his mobile phone, turned on the mobile phone QQ to read, and flipped through the articles he had been chasing.

At this time, she was completely harmless, like an ordinary student.

Who said that a killer must be ruthless, cold-blooded and ruthless.

Changsheng is the killer who is sometimes hot and enchanting, sometimes as cool as water, and sometimes like an ordinary little girl, smiling coquettishly and playing tricks.

Only her mission target can occasionally be lucky enough to see the cold and hard thorns on the fiery red and enchanting rose.Outside of missions, she is just an ordinary girl no different from ordinary people.

With an elegant and somewhat soft voice, he said unintentionally, "It's strange, when I saw that person, I felt familiar."

Hearing Chang Sheng's words, the man driving the car slammed on the brakes, "What did you say?"

Changsheng didn't understand why he had such a big reaction, "What's wrong with you?"

The man turned his head to look at Chang Sheng, but it was only for a moment, then his eyes rolled, he turned his head, and started the car again.

And just when Changsheng was in doubt, the scenery outside the car window moved back quickly, but the route was different from the original plan.

Changsheng looked back at the man driving, "Where are you going?"

The man remained silent, still looking ahead, and the speed of the car was extremely fast.

Just as doubts arose in Changsheng's mind, he slammed on the brakes and the car finally stopped.

But at this time, Chang Sheng noticed something strange but didn't wait to react, without warning, there was a "bang".

The sound she was most familiar with in her life was gunshots.

Only this time, the bullet passed through his body.

In an instant, Chang Sheng saw the warm blood gushing from his chest.

She still couldn't understand why this happened.

Changsheng turned her head to look, the man was still holding a gun in his hand, she exhausted all her strength and spit out three words.

"Why……"

The man put down the gun, with sadness in his eyes, he reached out and caressed Changsheng's fair cheek.

"sorry."

The man's hands covered Chang Sheng's clear eyes looking at him.

He was afraid of seeing that woman who only trusted him, her eyes were full of doubts and unwillingness.

The man said in a low voice, "Changsheng, do you still remember the killer rules we recited when we joined the organization."

At this time, Changsheng, with the blood flowing from his chest, condensed the last trace of strength in his body.

In an instant.

With a flash of light on his fingertips, he stroked towards the man's arm.

The first rule of the killer rule: We will never have friends, only people who can be used.

Long-spirited like gossamer, he said softly, "Then you...do you still remember...remember the last one..."

The man looked in disbelief at the inaudible, thin, shallow scar on his arm.A moment later, he leaned back on the chair as if relieved.

"The last rule of killers: always leave the last blow for yourself, and those who hurt me will be killed."