Chapter 716
"The target is heading to Third Avenue. The intensity of the abnormal wave is increasing rapidly!"
Ren Xiu's crisp voice came from the earpiece, accurately conveying the information to Lei Ang.
"Understood!"
Lei Ang responded. He quickly shuttled through the crowd and blocked the target in an alley.
The target was a fair and clean fat man. He gave off a kind and amiable feeling.
"It's not easy. How did a character like you appear in the police force? I almost thought that you would never catch me in this lifetime."
The fair fat man said. He wiped his face and tore off a fake face. Then, he pulled it off and the clothes on his body, along with the fat on his body, fell to one side.
His true appearance was revealed.
His thin body, pale face, long bangs, coupled with the gloomy color that could not be dispelled, he looked like a prince of darkness.
If he became a star, many people would choose to become his fans.
In fact, although he had not officially debuted, he had gained many fans.
The title of 'Mourner' made many young people idolize him.
He would first give a death notice and list the other party's crimes. Then, he would use various methods to kill the target in the crowd or under heavy protection.
This unconventional behavior earned him a large number of supporters on the Internet.
"Speaking of which, the people I kill are scum. You guys can't get rid of them because of the unfair law. Shouldn't I be the one to get rid of them?"
"My existence is necessary," said the Undertaker.
"Uncle, do it. The intensity of the abnormal wave on his body is still increasing. He's stalling for time," Ren Xiu urged.
"I know!" Lei Ang lifted Cone Nail and looked at the existence that could barely be called a peer.
The profession of an assassin had existed for too long since ancient times. Many people had different views on it.
Lei Ang felt that being an assassin was a job, but it was not just a job. Killing was killing. No matter who it was, they could not get rid of the fact that it was an act of erasing life.
When you attacked your own kind, you would slowly leave the ranks of your own kind.
An assassin had the body of a human, but their behavior was half a step higher than that of a human.
Therefore, an assassin needed to understand what life represented more than others. Their thinking had to keep up with their actions. Only then would they be qualified to kill.
Otherwise, those people would not be assassins, but butchers.
"Then did you kill those people out of your own will?"
"Are you clear about the consequences of your actions? Are you sure that your information channel is real?"
"If you don't know, then you're just a butcher who relies on external objects. You're not a real killer."
Lei Ang's words caused Undertaker's pupils to shrink. His Serial Killer System would issue a mission every once in a while and list the target's location. Completing the mission would earn him Killing Points.
Using the Hunting Points, he could strengthen all kinds of inconceivable abilities.
For example, the ability to disguise as Fatty Bai.
The so-called conclusive evidence was all given by the system. It might be true, it might be false. He did not verify it, nor did he have the ability to verify it. However, he chose to believe in the system.
So in essence, when the mourner decided to erase a person's life, there wasn't much of his own will involved.
"So that's how it is. Are you in the same trade?" The Undertaker took out a short sword and said, "I didn't know before, but I know one thing now. If you don't die, I'll be in big trouble."
After saying that, his body flickered and a mirror image appeared. Together with him, he dashed towards Lei Ang.
"That's why I hate you guys who play with the system. You have no skills at all." Lei Ang went up to them.
With a weak self-will, he was gradually controlled by the system. In the end, he could do anything to complete the mission.
The awl and the short sword clashed. His figure shuttled between the two mourners and moved his body to dodge another short sword.
He kicked out and kicked away the other's arm. He turned his hand forcefully and dodged the short sword in front of him.
He lowered his head to dodge the short sword coming from behind. There seemed to be a flash of light on the awl. He moved his body forward and got close to the other's body.
"Pfft."
The awl in his hand stabbed into the other's heart. However, no blood came out. Instead, it turned into a black handcuff and bound his hand.
The mourner behind him sneered and a pistol appeared in his hand.
He wasn't sure that he could hit the target before. Just like himself, he had a high spiritual sense that was enhanced by the system. If someone aimed at him with a pistol, he could sense it before the person fired and dodge.
The power of the gun was not low, but it was still too difficult to hit a master.
Without any nonsense, the bullet was fired at the imprisoned Lei Ang.
A red light flashed. The bullet that was split into two deviated and hit the wall behind him. A scarlet blade protruded from the awl in Lei Ang's hand. The blade was like a ruby, sending chills down people's spines.
The mourner's body stiffened. Some small wounds appeared on his body. He completely lost control of his body.
He looked at Lei Ang who was approaching him with fear in his eyes.
He didn't want to die, but he didn't even have the ability to open his mouth to beg for mercy.
The blade smoothly stabbed into the mourner's body and took out the multi-faceted crystal assassin system.
Under the mourner's puzzled gaze, he sprinkled some medicinal powder on the wound in his heart and slapped his head.
When he retracted his palm, a thin red needle could be vaguely seen between Lei Ang's fingers.
Next, he had to go to this guy's home and stronghold to remove the traces of the system. As for whether this mourner who had lost the system's memory could still walk the path of an assassin, it was none of Lei Ang's business.
A Level Seven anomaly was already considered a big job. Normally, it was hard to see a Level Seven anomaly in a month.
Any higher and it would be difficult to solve.
Unlike the anomaly who used the system's function to improve their abilities, most of the abilities of an assassin had to be trained by themselves.
"Let's go. It's time to get off work!" Riding his lady's motorcycle to the bar, Lei Ang patted Ren Xiu's shoulder. He wanted to send her home as soon as possible.
"It's only six o 'clock. I've already had dinner!" Ren Xiu stared at Lei Ang with her watery eyes and said.
"So?"
"I heard that the bar has an underground training hall." Ren Xiu's eyes seemed to be filled with tears. "I can go home late tonight."
Lei Ang's face was bitter. He had always wanted to postpone it, but he didn't expect this little girl to have such a strong interest in becoming an assassin.
"Okay, I'll teach you some basics first."
Ren Xiu excitedly took off her coat, revealing the training clothes she had worn.
Lei Ang helplessly was dragged into the training hall. Looking at the lively little girl, his heart was slightly touched.
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