Chapter 1
Loud music, seductive dancing.

Mo Yu squinted slightly, dancing her body in the strong light.

The line of sight is not affected by the strong light above the head, and when dancing the body, the scene in the cabin can be fully captured by the eyes.

Misty and seductive eyes, seemingly inadvertently glanced at Moses who was sitting on the sofa hugging two blond beauties.

Seeing the astonishing gaze that Moses cast on him, Mo Yu frowned.

In the smile, there was a kind of coldness that rejected people thousands of miles away, and it was even more cruel.

With her body dancing to the music, every movement of her has the stimulation of making the heart beat faster, tempting the senses of both men and women around her.

But at the same time, on her stunning face, there is an indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away.

However, these two completely different feelings made the people around her dancing with her even more confused and fascinated.

Mo Yu's current identity is just a dancer.

However, she came here to kill people.

Tonight's party is a passionate night of yacht carnival held on the high seas by the M country gangsters to celebrate their boss Moses' smooth release from prison.

And her arrival will turn this carnival night into a funeral.

This time, her target was Moses.

In this world, there is an ever-existing but mysterious profession--killer.

Although Mo Yu is the second-ranked person in this mysterious industry.

But since her debut, there has never been a person she couldn't kill, a mission she couldn't complete, and a record of never missing a shot.

She is also the most mysterious killer in this mysterious industry. People who die in her hands will not understand who killed them when they swallow their last breath.

She didn't even know whether she was a man or a woman, so she died inexplicably at her hands.

It was like Moses who was at least three meters away from Mo Yu on his own large yacht.

Music, more and more intense.

As the rhythm of the music accelerated, Mo Yu's dancing posture also became wilder, and the suffocating temptation between gestures pushed the whole ball to a climax.

Before the final accent fell, Mo Yu suddenly lowered her head, and the steel needle in her mouth dropped to her fingers.

The sight locked on the target when the light suddenly went dark, and with the force of her fingertips, the steel needle came out of her hand, and shot towards the target she locked on in the darkness.

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like