I'm Opening a Restaurant in Collapse

It seems that he does not want people to go up, so he intends to strangle Zhao Bai, the family member of the shareholder who has never met, in the elevator.

Too much.

Zhao Bai was clearly still holding the child in his arms.

Seeing that the attack was fruitless, the enemy suddenly moved a few steps and snatched Xuanyuanjian from his arms. The large-caliber silencer pistol touched the child's tender brow, and Xuanyuanjian did not realize the danger.

"Back off."

He growled, his finger on the trigger.

"With your hands behind your back, against the wall, or I will kill your daughter."

Zhao Bai put his back against the wall and stood up obediently.

He looked at Xuanyuanjian who was eager to try and snapped his fingers.

"You really want to do it, don't you? Then let it go, but in a low voice, don't disturb the people above."

"Good mother."

"Don't call me mom, call me dad."

Trivial family chat, completely ignored the killer, the killer wanted to pull the trigger, but found his pistol shattered into flat pieces.

Like a sword without a body.

He felt a tingling in his fingers.

The killer bowed his head.

He saw an angelic face, Xuanyuanjian was smiling, tender and gentle.

This is the final view.

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The elevator climbs up, towards the topmost floor.

The little girl with baby fat gave Zhao Bai a high-five. The sword qi called Taixu penetrated between heaven and earth. It was too subservient to use it to bully ordinary people. The killer stood there without a single wound on his body, but thought he was dead.

Since he thought he was dead, he died.

Very deep philosophical question.

Zhao Bai was too lazy to think.

The elevator door was still climbing upwards, and it seemed that there was still some distance from the top floor. Zhao Bai kicked off the top of the elevator and jumped to the top with Xuanyuanjian to hide it.

As for the unconscious corpse.

He will remain corpse for a long time until he notices that he is not dead.

This is a long process.

Zhao Bai held his breath and made no sound.

Elevator arrives.

The metal door opened slowly, and the standing figure made no sound.

"How about it?"

"Has that shareholder who doesn't choose time has never had a chance to speak out?"

"..."

There is no answer.

He was so quiet as if he was dead, his silent body swayed a few times, and finally collapsed. Right in front of his teammates, the jokes on their faces changed into shock and tension before they dissipated.

"There is an enemy who has launched an invasion, and it is very likely that they have already entered!"

"Dispersed search."

Several people were divided into small teams, patrolling back and forth on the floor, and their vigilance was raised to the maximum, but no one was watching the elevator entrance.

Sure enough, it did not meet Zhao Bai's expectations.

He has not done any stealth missions, only Hitman 47.

But the principle is the same.

To be honest, even if anti-entropy is entrenched here, the hotel is still dominated by ordinary people, including the killer who was just now, all ordinary people.

If it wasn't, Zhao Bai would have already drawn his sword and opened Wushuang.

He jumped down gently and stepped on the ground without making any sound.

With the back of the knife clinging to his arm, he glides silently around the wall like a ghost, like a true master of stealth.

Except for not being bald, everything is killer.

But Xuanyuanjian flying beside him destroyed all of this, from a cold-blooded and capable stand-alone assassination game to a fashion online game.

Really spoil the atmosphere.

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